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A man from the modern world—where laws and morals hold sway—awoke in a land ruled by blades and blood. Here, mercy was weakness, and trust a death sentence. The shinobi world thrived on hatred, a vicious cycle where killers bred killers, and blood called for more blood. The man learned fast: hesitation meant a kunai to the throat. The naive ideals of his past life rotted away, replaced by a ruthless instinct to survive. He smiled bitterly, hands stained crimson—no different from the monsters around him. In this world, there were no heroes. Only predators… and prey.

New Ninja

Testing the Waters

"The Subsonic Radar Technique still needs work."

Umino Yoru frowned at the river's surface, where dozens of golden carp floated belly-up—unconscious, not dead.

"I wanted to kill these fish, not just knock them out. And the range is too wide—can't focus the vibrations yet."

Nearby, Tezuka Tō cackled as he scooped up the dazed fish.

"Captain, hitting the brothels so often you're broke? Selling fish to pay your tabs now?"

A well-aimed kick sent a wave crashing into Tō's face. The sudden assault disrupted his chakra control—

—and he toppled into the river, flailing like a grounded seal.

"Water Style: Water Prison Jutsu!"

Yoru's hands flashed through seals, conjuring a miniature water prison that trapped both the fish and Tō's bucket mid-current. With a flick of his wrist, he launched the bubble onto shore.

"Rō, fill that bucket with rocks."

"CAPTAIN, NO—!"

"Option one: lose weight. Option two: practice chakra control until you stop wobbling like a drunk duck."

Yoru wasn't just being petty. Tō had ballooned lately—odd, since their rations were meager. "Why's he getting fat while Inuzuka Rō and I are leaner than ever? Must be the damn carbs."

Secrets of the "Shock Release"

Inuzuka Rō eyed the floating fish, curiosity burning.

"What was that jutsu, Captain? Silent, internal damage… not even high-level Wind Style achieves that."

"The Umino clan's Shock Release secret technique."

Yoru's lie was smooth. "Let them think it's some lost clan art."

Rō's eyes widened. Shock Release? The Inuzuka archives mentioned nothing of it—and they specialized in intel. "A hidden clan, then. One that fell after the Great Villages formed."

Meanwhile, Yoru smirked. "Shock Release? More like bat sonar meets tiger roars."

Twin Radar Systems

Subsonic Radar Technique Pros: Insane range (5 km), penetrates obstacles. Cons: "Blurry" detection (like a drunken Byakugan). Ultrasonic Radar Technique Pros: Pinpoint precision (3 km max), near-perfect detail. Cons: Chakra-heavy; walls/mist weaken it.

"For patrols, Subsonic's better—early warnings. For battles? Ultrasonic. Now…"

He pulsed a low-frequency wave. Instantly, his mind mapped the terrain—every rock, every tree, every lurking thing within 5 kilometers.

*"Finally. Safety."*

No more ambushes. No more surprises.

Just time to prepare.

Chapter 36: Bootleg Byakugan