Imba

# Hi everyone, I realized that I made a mistake in the story . I placed some scout towers without having the required barracks. However, don't worry, as it won't affect the story in any way. In the future, I hope you can let me know about such situations so that I can make the necessary changes promptly. Thank you, and I appreciate your understanding. #

"Shukuchi," Fukushu whispered as his body turned invisible and passed through Ginko. Ginko was surprised to find that the person in his hands had vanished. Suddenly, a large stone crashed into his face, leaving him no time to react as Fukushu smashed it against him. Though Ginko was strong, his injuries and exhaustion made him an easy target for Fukushu.

Ginko fell, and Fukushu seized the opportunity to straddle him, preventing any chance of escape. With tears streaming down his face, Fukushu repeatedly struck Ginko's face with the stone, venting his anger at the loss of his village and the friends Ginko had killed.

"Stop it, he's dead," Grandpa intervened, holding Fukushu's shoulder to halt his relentless assault on Ginko's disfigured face.

Fukushu, in his enraged state, paused and looked at the person who had stopped him. His gaze shifted to the others, who stood sobbing, their eyes fixed on him. Fukushu stood up and tightly embraced Grandpa, with the rest of the villagers joining in a group hug.

Grandpa eventually broke the hug and asked Fukushu, "Uzukage, I hope you forgive me if you find this question rude, but how did you manage to break free from the bandit's grasp?" He stared at Fukushu, wanting to know how he acquired such a jutsu and why he hadn't used it earlier.

#Flashback 10 minutes ago#

Fukushu clenched his fist and gritted his teeth as he watched Terumi kill more bandits. Despite Terumi's efforts, their leader remained relentless. Fukushu shifted his focus to Yon, who now had only his right hand left, desperately trying to block an attack with his remaining limb.

After a while, a light shone from Fukushu's body. Uncertain of its origin, he knew what it meant — he had leveled up.

"System, show status."

[ Uchiha Fukushu ]

[ HP: 600 ]

[ Chakra: 200/200 ]

[ Level 2 ]

[ Pick a skill - Choose any hero skill, limited to their regular abilities. ]

[Congratulations! You have leveled up. You can have up to 6 active skills and 3 passive skills.]

[ Passive Skills:

- Berserker's Blood Level 1

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[ Active Skills: None ]

Fukushu cursed the system upon seeing the notification and his status, wondering why it hadn't informed him earlier about the leveling up or his possession of Berserker's Blood. However, the system remained silent as he scrutinized the available hero skills.

"Is this the Naruto Imba Mod?" Fukushu asked himself in amusement, recalling that he could have up to 6 active skills. Considering the ongoing battle, Fukushu chose Shukuchi as a skill that would be useful for killing.

[Shukuchi Level 1: Cooldown - 60 seconds, Chakra cost - 100]

#Flashback ends#

"Well, I just discovered this skill when I was on the verge of death," Fukushu lied while scratching his head.

Grandpa smiled and said, "Uzukage, don't lie anymore. In truth, we already knew about the system ever since we pledged our loyalty to you. Don't worry, everyone who goes through the system develops absolute loyalty to you. Our respect for you comes from the bottom of our hearts, not because of any forceful means." The injured villagers bowed towards Fukushu and began retreating to attend to their wounds.

Fukushu bowed to his fallen comrades, promising that their sacrifices would not be in vain. He spent the night mourning their loss, with tears flowing endlessly. As dawn broke, a ceremonial fire blazed in the village square, symbolizing the freedom of their departed comrades in the afterlife. Curious yet touched, the children ran through the fire one by one, paying their respects.

The night passed, and a new day dawned. The children joyfully ran through the fields while the villagers diligently collected resources. Determined to bring prosperity to the village, Fukushu commanded them to construct the Altar of Kings and the Barracks at the same time.

[ Coins : 26, 000 Ryo ]

Fukushu pondered his options, realizing the financial challenges ahead and the need for additional funds for future projects. However, he took solace in the fact that the cost of food didn't require ryo. With a wry smile, he contemplate on what to build next.

"Uzukage, I have good news," a villager approached, capturing Fukushu's attention.