Building the Naruto World

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Let's not talk about what happened on Hinata's side for now.
Naruto, who had just opened the door to go home, remembered that the fire pit was still burning. He went back and extinguished it.

Years of education about the dire consequences of starting wildfires had a profound impact on him.
Now that he had chakra, the next step was Shadow Clones. In the anime, the two skills the Hokage's son used with such flair to breeze through challenges were Shadow Clone Jutsu and Rasengan, albeit with dozens of variations of Rasengan.
Rasengan was indeed powerful. No matter what it was—fire, wind, lightning, water, earth, or various kekkei genkai—you could try to add it in. Even the priestess's chakra could somehow be incorporated. Basically, adding different things created a new skill.

Normal ninjas needed stacks of research materials just to learn one skill. But Rasengan was amazing; you could just throw anything in, it was all-encompassing.
Jiraiya really lost out by teaching this skill to Naruto for free.
This was a skill he had to learn; learning one was worth a hundred others.

Shadow Clone Jutsu was the same. Although the Hokage's son learned the Multi Shadow Clone version and played it to its fullest potential, the Hidden Leaf also ended up on the losing side in that deal.
After studying for a good while, Naruto finally formed the hand seals and released the technique. However, nothing happened.
It was normal to fail the first time; he continued.

"Thirty times already..." Naruto roared with black lines all over his face, "Shadow Clone Jutsu!"
"Poof, poof!"
Two clones appeared in response.

"Hahahaha, what is this thing you've created... haha... old man..." Inside the seal space, Kurama pounded the ground laughing, unable to even finish his sentence.
What kind of clones were so hilarious that even Kurama couldn't maintain his composure?
The two clones stood still. Their heads were fine, Naruto's head, but the key was that they had no necks. Then came stick-figure-like bodies, and they were even wearing their shoes backward.

"Can you stop laughing?" Naruto roared, his face flushed red.
Kurama was completely unmoved, laughing as if he had eaten Extra. In his millennia of existence, he had never seen such hilarious clones.
If he could beat it, Naruto would have wanted to kill the fox to silence it.
Helplessly, he dispelled the Shadow Clones. No memories were transmitted back; after all, they were all failures.

That's how life was. As long as you weren't dead, you continued, no matter how embarrassing. Naruto had to continue practicing Shadow Clone Jutsu.
Around the 80th attempt, he finally created a normal clone that could move, talk, and looked exactly like him.
Naruto circled the clone, feeling increasingly amazed.

"Can you stop looking? It's so awkward," the clone said. The feeling of being watched by himself was even more uncomfortable than being watched by someone else.
"Uh, okay," Naruto resisted the urge to tease the clone. After all, when the clone dispelled, this feeling of embarrassment would return to him. It was better not to overdo it, as he would be the one to suffer.
Naruto prepared to test the clone's abilities.

"Get a piece of grilled meat," Naruto commanded the clone, first testing what special abilities his clone could use.
The clone raised a hand, and a piece of grilled meat appeared in its grasp.
Naruto felt a great sense of wonder. The clone could actually take out objects. Then...

"Open a portal!"
The clone tried for a while and said, "I can't open it."
"Can't use it, huh? What a pity. Let's try the next one then."

Naruto casually opened a portal in the room and let the clone walk through. The clone disappeared and walked out from another door.
The clone could actually teleport!
"What's the principle behind this?" Naruto was completely confused. What kind of judgment was this? He couldn't use it, but he could pass through it. He couldn't create a portal, but he could take out grilled meat?

Did the game recognize the clone as both himself and not himself? What kind of authentication method was this? Chakra? Physical body? Or soul?
Unable to figure it out, he simply stopped thinking about it, lest he pull out all his hair.
He opened another portal and let the clone walk through. The other side of the door was the forest he had passed by before but hadn't entered. This time, he let the clone go in to see if it could explore the field of vision.

Not long after the clone went in, Naruto felt the range of portals he could open expand. It was a strange way of sensing, a special skill attached to the game.
Two hours later, the clone disappeared, and the memories returned.
Naruto, who was kneading clay, suddenly had a very strange expression.

How to describe it? It was like he was simultaneously cutting vegetables, adding firewood to the stove, and stir-frying the dishes. One person doing several things at the same time.
It was actually quite fun.
The order Naruto gave to the clone was to go through the portal, find a place he hadn't ❖ Nоvеl𝚒ght ❖ (Exclusive on Nоvеl𝚒ght) been to, wander around a few times, and then stand by until its chakra was exhausted.

The memories the clone sent back were similar. After walking around for a while, it stopped moving. Later, when it got too cold, it made a fire, took out a dragon bed, left the blanket on the bed in the small space, and retrieved the blanket and extinguished the fire before disappearing.
After all, safety and fire prevention were everyone's responsibility, and the clone was no exception.
The happiest thing for Naruto about obtaining Shadow Clones was that he could speed up the feeding process for Kurama. By himself, it took a lot of time each day just to get enough food for the fox, and it would still say it was only half full.

That fox was always in a half-full state, even more consistently so than its Schrodinger's fox state.
By creating several clones, he could compress the feeding time to within ten minutes.
Shadow Clones didn't produce as many as Multi Shadow Clones, but even if he only made two at a time, couldn't he just create them five times?

Moreover, he would have more time to train in the future. His main body could go out to train while the clones crafted things [Note: Referring to making figurines, not sexual activity].
Previously, Naruto would decisively choose his wife over training. Now, he could do both without any delay, which was wonderful. Shadow Clone Jutsu was truly a magical technique.
The next day, Naruto began his new ninja life after finishing the feeding.

Leaving a clone at home, Naruto opened a portal and arrived at the small forest his clone had visited yesterday, starting his training journey.
First, he went to a suitable tree, cleared the snow around it, wrapped a blanket around the tree, and began punching it. Punching the bare tree directly was too painful...
With chakra enhancement, his strength was great. Naruto started punching with excitement; his former self didn't have this kind of power.

Half an hour later, his enthusiasm had waned, but he was still punching.
An hour later, Naruto stopped. It was really too boring. As a homebody, he couldn't handle it; he wasn't Rock Lee.
"Brat, continue."

Inside the mental space, Naruto, who was lying on the sofa with his eyes closed, opened them and found Kurama staring at him.
"I'm very tired."
"Brat, hurry up and continue."

Kurama was still staring at him, with an expression that said he would keep staring if Naruto didn't continue.
"Okay, okay," Naruto had no choice but to get up and continue punching the tree.
"801, 802, 803... 1000." Naruto, who had punched 1000 times, felt he should rest. It would be good to reach a round number.

"Brat, continue."
"..." Helpless, Naruto continued punching the tree.
In the evening, Naruto returned home, his two small hands swollen like pig trotters. Yesterday, he had felt wonderful about his main body training and the clones making things, but today Naruto regretted it. It wasn't wonderful; it was agonizingly painful.

His stamina wasn't just depleted; it was overdrawn. He felt pain in every cell of his body, as if they were about to revolt.
After punching the tree all day, he could still hear the banging sounds echoing in his ears.
Inside the seal space, Naruto lay sideways on the sofa, hugging a bottle of cola and sipping it. The replenishment of his life force allowed him to temporarily forget the pain in his body.

"Brat, you are too weak," Kurama, also drinking cola, said to Naruto, who was groaning in pain one moment and then sighing in relief the next.
"Come on, I'm only six years old," Anyway, he would be six in a few days, so Naruto rounded up.
"Old man was much stronger than you were at six."

"Pfft," Naruto spat out a mouthful of cola, defeated by Kurama's shamelessness.
Come on, you're a Tailed Beast, how can you compare yourself to a human? You could probably beat ten of me right after you were born.
"Thank you, big fox."

Naruto knew that Kurama had been urging him to train all day for his own good. According to the former Kurama, he would have wished for Naruto to die quickly. However, after a few years of being together, Kurama wasn't as indifferent to him as before. And Naruto, who used to avoid large dogs, could now lie next to Kurama with no emotional fluctuations whatsoever, which seemed like a miracle to his former self.
"Old man just doesn't want you to be beaten to death by others in the future, recognized as the Nine-Tails' Jinchuriki, and bring shame to old man," the genuine Kurama-style tsundere.
"By the way, you were originally the Nine-Tails? Is that based on your tails? And what's a Jinchuriki?" This was the first time Naruto had heard the word "Nine-Tails" in this world, and it was Kurama himself who said it. Now that he had heard it, he could say it himself in the future, unlike before when he knew but couldn't say it.

"You've been with old man for so long and you still don't know what I am?!" The enraged Kurama's voice increased by several hundred decibels, his nine tails wildly flailing, his aura terrifying!
Naruto didn't see anything. The exhaustion of the day, coupled with the sudden loud noise, directly knocked him unconscious, with the two sips of cola he had just drunk still dribbling from his mouth.