Impure World Reincarnation

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Hashirama didn't pay any more attention to Kimimaro, not even considering him a threat.

That tree.

It's Kimimaro's grave!

The Wood Release vines would continually absorb Kimimaro's chakra, converting it into nutrients.

Next time he returns to the northern stronghold, there will be a robust tree at the entrance.

The northern stronghold's door was open.

A moment later.

A figure, transformed into the Curse Mark Level 2 state of Yamata no Orochi, walked out of the door.

Quickly.

This person reached the doorway.

A glimmer of hope shot through their confused eyes.

Freedom?!

Snap!

However.

In just an instant.

A crisp sound rang out as wooden stakes rose from the ground, sealing the northern stronghold's door with orange-red planks.

Thus.

The entire northern stronghold was sealed tightly, so not even a fly could get in or out.

Before leaving, Hashirama had infused Wood Release chakra into the ground.

The northern stronghold was filled with powerful, unrestrained Curse Mark experiments.

While these experimental subjects were insignificant compared to Hashirama, they posed a significant threat to ordinary people and low-level ninja.

It was safer to keep them contained!

Hashirama didn't want a minor mistake on his part to lead to disaster for the surrounding villagers and the village.

After leaving the northern stronghold.

Hashirama navigated through the forest with better control over his body than when he had arrived.

Aimlessly.

Hashirama still didn't have a clear goal, not even knowing where to go next.

The Hidden Leaf Village?

Or another village?

"Hmm~"

Just then, a soft voice echoed in Hashirama's mind.

Swoosh!

Accompanied by a flash of light, a small sprite with fluttering wings appeared beside Hashirama.

"Host, the system has successfully rebooted. Can you guess what new features I have?"

The sprite blinked its big, adorable eyes, looking at Hashirama with great expectation.

"Just tell me yourself!"

Hashirama looked exasperated. He still hoped this sprite system could be useful, as his own ability to find Hashirama cells was limited.

If the system could reward him with some Hashirama cells, that would be great!

However…

This useless system only seemed to throw shuriken at him!

Might as well rename it the Shuriken System!

"Host, take a guess!"

The sprite's big eyes started to well up with tears.

"Fine! I'll guess!"

"I'll guess right now!"

Hashirama's face darkened, quickly trying to prevent the sprite from bursting into tears. He began to think about the possible new features.

Kabuto wasn't around now.

There was no one to distract attention with dramatic acts.

If the sprite started crying, there would be no stopping it. This also reminded Hashirama of something.

Next time he obtained Hashirama cells, he should keep Kabuto nearby as an assistant!

"I wonder how Kabuto will react to being the assistant of the First Hokage…"

Hashirama's mind was already imagining Kabuto's ecstatic expression, one rivaling that of the Uchiha clan's most maniacal laughter.

"I guess it's a live broadcast system, right?"

"That way, I can interact with the audience through the live stream!"

"The audience rewards me..."

"Allowing me to get Hashirama cells?"

Hashirama voiced his first guess. This model was inspired by a live stream he watched of Brother Wu Di. Wu Di's story was even written into a novel called "I Open a Live Stream in Naruto"!

He had to admit.

The spectacular story of Brother Wu Di transforming into Hinata during the live stream was still something he found unbelievable and incredibly shocking.

"Wrong!"

The sprite shook its head immediately, its expression complex and strange.

As if to say...

You don't understand me at all!

"Then..."

"Is it a pretentious system?"

"That way, I can gain points by showing off."

"And these points can be exchanged for Hashirama cells?"

Hashirama's eyes lit up slightly. He remembered a fan fiction he had read on Qidian Chinese Network before crossing over, called "The Strongest Pretentious Technique in Konoha." The protagonist could become stronger by showing off.

This method...

He liked it a lot!

After all, he felt he was already playing Hashirama like Madara. If he had the chance, he would definitely bring Madara back with the Reanimation Jutsu.

By then, he would make that proud Madara his... little brother!

A Hashirama-Madara alliance.

Unstoppable!

"Wrong again!"

The sprite shook its head again, its face becoming even more difficult to look at, filled with displeasure.

It was very clear!

You don't understand me!

That's what it meant!

"Then..."

Hashirama scratched his head, unable to think of anything else. He couldn't just say it was a useless system, even though that's what it seemed like!

But judging from the sprite's expression, it must have absorbed the energy from the Hashirama cells and unlocked new features upon rebooting.

"Never mind!"

"Host, you don't understand me at all!"

"Stop guessing!"

"Let me tell you!"

The sprite deliberately put on a stern face, then patted its A-minus chest, grinning widely.

"In fact, I didn't add any new features!"

The sprite said something utterly useless, leaving Hashirama dumbfounded.

Hashirama's face darkened, and his lips twitched slightly...

How could he, the esteemed First Hokage, be played by a mere system!

Damn it!

Hashirama suppressed the urge to curse, trying to take a deep breath to calm himself, only to realize he was now a paper figure without a proper lung.

What use was this system?

To punish him?

Hashirama stayed silent for a full ten minutes before he managed to calm down.

He hadn't really had high hopes for the sprite!

But...

The sprite had piqued his interest, only to dump a bucket of cold water on him.

That's not fair!

Which idiot designed this stupid system...

As Hashirama's thoughts reached this point, he suddenly felt a strange sense of reverence.

Wait a minute!

That's not right!

"Sprite!"

Hashirama forced a smile, using a very gentle tone, "Who is the genius that created you?"

"My memory is incomplete, so I can't remember too well. My creator's name is something like Feng, but Host, you're right, he really is a genius!"

The sprite answered earnestly.

After saying this.

The sprite raised its chubby little hand and made a peace sign at Hashirama.

Its face instantly showed a mischievous smile.

"Host, I was just teasing you. I really do have new features!"