This Naruto Is a Player!

The Uchiha clan, which Naruto considered the strongest family in Konoha, soon met its end.

Within a few days, Naruto heard a horrifying piece of news.

The Uchiha clan had been massacred!

At first, Naruto couldn't believe it.

That was the Uchiha clan, Konoha's strongest.

They had many Three-Tomoe Sharingan users and even the eerie Mangekyo Sharingan.

How, then, could they have been massacred?

The moment he heard the news, Naruto dismissed it as a joke. However, when he extended his sensory perception, he clearly noticed a large empty area in the Uchiha clan's compound.

Even then, Naruto couldn't believe it. Maybe they all went on vacation? This was Konoha's strongest clan, filled with experts and countless geniuses. How could they be wiped out so easily?

However, for the next three days, Naruto didn't see Sasuke, and the Konoha Military Police Force, usually visible on the streets, seemed to have vanished.

Recalling the rumor again, Naruto truly felt that something was amiss.

Could it be true?

Naruto had no reliable sources of information. He hadn't seen the old Hokage for two months, and he couldn't entirely trust what children said. Finally, he could only ask his clones to inquire about the matter.

From the "Konoha Socialite" clone, news quickly arrived: it was truly real.

Upon hearing this, Naruto's jaw almost dropped to the floor.

What about Sasuke? Is he dead too?

This can't be right.

Naruto wore an expression of existential doubt. Could it be that "Sasuke," as he remembered him, wasn't an Uchiha?

Thankfully, Naruto searched around and found Sasuke's marked chakra signature in the Konoha Hospital.

Thank goodness the protagonist is still alive.

But still, the Uchiha clan had been massacred, and within the village itself.

This world was too absurd!

Such an absurd thing had actually happened. Where else in this world could be considered safe?

He glanced at the over forty cold "revival coins" lying in his backpack, feeling slightly reassured.

Looking up at Sasuke, who sat in his seat, radiating cold indifference, Naruto was at a loss for words.

After more than two months of interaction, Naruto had discovered that Sasuke, despite his appearance, was quite easy to get along with. He had a good personality; his "coolness" and "coldness" were merely passive traits.

Sasuke must be having a terrible time.

Naruto had once thought that, as the protagonist, Sasuke Uchiha likely wouldn't have a smooth upbringing.

He never expected that Sasuke's script would be like this.

The author was too ruthless.

A clan massacre!

Even more brutal than protagonists who casually kill entire families.

Naruto had only heard of such things in his previous life, among the "Ten Great Tortures."

Moreover, this was even more severe than a simple massacre; an entire surname was gone, with only one remaining.

This was Konoha's strongest surname.

In his previous life, if you said you were going to eliminate everyone named "Wang" in the entire country?

Are you insane?!

Who was the culprit?

Naruto suddenly became concerned about this point. This culprit must be very strong. The Uchiha clan! How many Three-Tomoe Sharingan users? How many Mangekyo Sharingan users? Yet they were wiped out so easily? This person might very well become his powerful enemy in the future.

The entire Konoha seemed to be tight-lipped about this news, but a single rogue-ninja wanted poster exposed the mastermind behind the massacre.

Itachi Uchiha?!

Naruto immediately made the "old man with phone on subway" pose.

How could it be him?

Isn't he Sasuke's beloved older brother, the Uchiha clan's eldest son, the Uchiha's genius ninja?

Why him? Naruto thought for ten days and ten nights but couldn't figure it out.

In the end, he could only record this person in his small notebook.

Killed his own relatives, friends, girlfriend, even his parents.

Undoubtedly, this person was absolutely ruthless.

If I see him in the future, I'll stay far away.

This incident caused a massive stir and had profound repercussions. Naruto, as a complete "outsider," only saw the surface, but it seemed the matter ended there. The village intentionally suppressed public opinion, with only Sasuke, the sole survivor, serving as a reminder that the event had indeed occurred.

As for Sasuke, the sole survivor, it could only be celebrated as a "funeral turned into a happy event" – congratulations on joining the starting point's orphanage, where his path to protagonist-hood and explosive growth had begun.

At the same time, Naruto also decided not to collect "protection money" from Sasuke in the future, as Sasuke was simply too miserable.

Naruto, however, was very curious about what would happen to Sasuke, as the protagonist, next.

This was the protagonist's path to becoming stronger. If he could learn even a tiny bit, or even replicate the same growth path, with his SSSSSS talent, opening this cheat would make his future incredibly promising.

After all, this was the protagonist. He couldn't possibly work hard his entire life and still not be as strong as Naruto was now, right?

But these things weren't urgent.

Even Sasuke, the protagonist, was still in school. All Naruto needed to do was observe his every move each day.

Naruto checked the time. It was still early, perfect for going upstairs to sell some potato chips.

Over two months had passed, and Naruto's business had expanded to other classes, even other grades. This world was too crazy; not only was the old man busy, but Naruto himself also had to work hard to earn more money, as the Eternal Mangekyo Sharingan was simply too expensive.

Meanwhile, Choji and Shikamaru arrived a bit late today, mainly because Shikamaru encountered a black cat blocking his path, and then he got lost on the road of life.

Actually, Shikamaru just didn't want to go to school today and wanted to skip class.

Choji tried to persuade him for a long time before finally convincing Shikamaru.

Choji had his own thoughts too; only his good friend Naruto sold him potato chips at the cheapest price in all of Konoha, half the price of outside. If he didn't come to school, he wouldn't enjoy eating potato chips!

Although Shikamaru had said behind Naruto's back that Naruto's potato chips must have a very low cost, otherwise they wouldn't be sold so cheaply.

But what Naruto himself said also made a lot of sense: potato chips growing on trees took time, and watering and fertilizing also had costs. This price was already very reasonable.

Speaking of Naruto, Choji had nothing else, but he envied Naruto's skill at grilling fish and his ability to summon potato chips.

'If only I could summon potato chips in the future, too,' this thought had become Choji's obsession.

In any case, after Choji's persuasion, the two unanimously decided to call Naruto and skip class together.

This was absolutely not because they craved Naruto's unbeatable grilled fish, absolutely not!

Arriving at the classroom, neither of them saw Naruto. They asked someone and learned he had gone upstairs to sell potato chips.

The two originally wanted to wait, but then, a commotion came from upstairs.

"They're fighting!"

"They're fighting."

A scout ran in from outside, shouting.

"Who's fighting?"

"Naruto is fighting Dupond and his group from the fourth year!"

Hearing this news, Choji immediately stood up and ran upstairs.

"Choji!"

Shikamaru called out but couldn't stop him at all. Thinking of Naruto's grilled fish and Choji's friendship, he could only grit his teeth and follow.

As soon as they reached the second floor, the scene was chaotic, with over a dozen people fighting in a skirmish.

In the chaos, Choji only saw a small figure darting up and down among a group of older kids, as agile as a monkey, striking any approaching enemy like a dragonfly touching water.

"Naruto, I'm here!" Choji roared and joined the fight.

Shikamaru yelled, trying to stop him, "Hey, Choji!"

Looking at Choji, who was engulfed by the crowd, Shikamaru had a massive headache. Can you even join this? Which of these older students isn't stronger than you?

Then, bang!

A shoe flew out and hit him in the face, causing two streams of nosebleed.

"What a drag."

Shikamaru tied up his hair, his eyes resolute, and joined the fray.