The previous test runs in the simulation had already proven one thing:
Trying to defeat the incoming enemies head-on was a dead end!
Between Uchiha Itachi and Obito, even if Obito had slightly weaker base stats, a psychological weakness, and was holding back, he could still easily match Uchiha Setsuna—
And that was only after Setsuna had transplanted Future's Sharingan.
Even with such a boost, and despite having intel from Uchiha Kirin about Obito's phasing ability, Setsuna could only get thrashed one-sidedly. For more chapters visit novel·fıre·net
His ocular power and lifespan drained rapidly, his strength dwindling with each exchange.
Once Obito activated Wood Style, death was inevitable.
In the end, it was only thanks to Uchiha Kirin's psychological tactics—using foreknowledge to expose Obito's vulnerabilities—that Itachi and Obito ended up clashing and exhausting each other.
Only after Obito let his guard down, and while he was focused on fighting Itachi, did they manage to launch a sneak attack in the Kamui dimension, force him to burn through Izanagi, and, after a desperate chakra-draining brawl, finally kill him by a stroke of luck…
But compared to Obito, Uchiha Itachi's innate obsession made him flawless.
His shinobi discipline was nearly maxed out—calm, unshakable, dismantling every move with surgical precision.
He showed no hesitation, no wasted motion.
Anyone even slightly weaker than him had no chance of winning.
After so many simulation attempts, even though Kirin still wished to stand by his clan…
Logic—and the cold, bloody reality—had made one thing brutally clear to Uchiha Kirin:
No matter how hard the weak work, no matter how united they are, it means nothing in front of true power.
The strong exist to utterly humiliate the weak!
Right now, in the Uchiha clan, aside from the utterly useless Fugaku, the strongest allies were a few elders and some aged branch family leaders.
Although these people had jōnin-level or higher strength, their elderly bodies couldn't sustain prolonged combat.
Even if they used the clan grounds as a shield, activated the ancestral shrine's barrier, and recklessly burned through their Sharingan reserves, all they could do was barely hold the line.
In the end, they'd still be swallowed whole by Konoha.
If Uchiha Setsuna—who had transplanted Kirin's Sharingan—was included, he might count as half a Kage-level fighter.
But even then, he had struggled immensely just to deal with a holding back Obito.
There was no chance he could fight Uchiha Itachi, who was still at his peak and hadn't yet succumbed to the Kekkei illness!
Even if Kirin somehow managed to rally every Uchiha fighter in just half a day, they still wouldn't stand a chance against Itachi and Obito.
And even if they miraculously killed those two…
Would Konoha really let a shattered, half-dead Uchiha clan go free?
Besides, the Uchiha had grown complacent in peacetime—
There was no way a three-year-old child like him could unify the clan in just half a day!
"No time to train, and I can't win a fight… Guess that means I have to run!"
Sure, abandoning ship in the face of disaster might seem immoral—
But things had reached a point where there was simply no other choice…
Trying to save the Uchiha clan from two Kage-level opponents—
Two of the strongest shinobi currently alive in the world—
Was nothing but a fool's dream.
Fortunately, after so many failed attempts, Uchiha Kirin had slowly formed an escape plan with a decent chance of success.
And now, it was time to test it.
"Simulator, activate!"
You fully understood that defeating Uchiha Itachi and Obito was impossible, so you chose the coward's path: to run.
You took out your contract scroll and summoning token and called out Boss Black Cat, explaining your initial plan.
Boss Black Cat cussed you out on the spot—
But reluctantly agreed to help you with the escape plan and taught you the Summoning Technique for easier communication.
You used the Transformation Jutsu to maintain the appearance of a harmless child and obediently ate breakfast at Granny Yukina's home.
Boss Black Cat, suppressing his chakra to pose as a regular black cat, slipped out of the clan grounds to scout ahead.
Through your telepathic link, you learned that there were no stationed shinobi directly surrounding the Uchiha compound.
However, on all main roads leading to the clan grounds, suspicious individuals were spotted walking up and down the streets or lingering in shops, occasionally glancing outside.
These hidden sentries were common in Konoha—
After all, a ninja village was essentially a military base.
Once Boss Black Cat found a secluded alley crawling with people from all walks of life, you decided to move out.
You told Granny Yukina you were going out to train.
After buying two sticks of tri-color dango from within the clan grounds, you munched on them as you slowly wandered toward the edge of the compound.
Sitting on a slightly raised stone, you used the time it took to finish the dango to discreetly activate your Sharingan under a cover of chakra suppression and the Transformation Jutsu.
After confirming again that there were no suspicious individuals nearby, you slipped into the crowd of returning shinobi with precise footwork, your small, unassuming figure passing by unnoticed.
You continued along the main road, occasionally stopping to pick up rocks or chase butterflies flitting through the grass, rolling in the wet dirt and completely ruining your once-clean clothes.
The Uchiha crest—shaped like a ping-pong paddle—on the back of your shirt was now entirely caked in mud.
At this point, no one could associate you with the Uchiha, Konoha's most prestigious clan.You looked more like some curious, wild kid fresh out of the orphanage.
You were close to the end of the main road, where it split into three paths:
Straight ahead was the widest road, leading to Konoha's commercial district.
Continue past the Hokage Tower and you'd reach the Ninja Academy and the far side of the village.
To the right was a quieter but cleaner road, leading to the clans directly loyal to the Hokage, Hokage Rock, and the ANBU headquarters.
To the left was a narrow, filthy dirt path.
It ran through a makeshift slum housing refugees and orphans from all over, with countless branching alleys.
Eventually, it connected to a main road leading out of the village.
This area was a chaotic mix:
Some nameless orphans had risen to become elite jōnin, while others died quietly in brawls or from starvation.
It was also a haven for spies from other villages, lurking in the shadows, dealing in intelligence...
And this left-hand path was the escape route you had chosen.
Just as you were about to enter the grimy street to the left, a flash of movement in the corner of your vision caught your attention—it was Sasuke.
Your instincts kicked in—you activated your Sharingan and turned to look.
There he was, Sasuke, happily following behind Uchiha Itachi, munching on a sweet, a ninja pouch tied at his waist, clearly on his way to class.
Wonderful. Just perfect.
You didn't dare look again.
You quickly slipped into the slums.
But at that moment, Uchiha Itachi seemed to sense something.
He gestured for Sasuke to stop and not move, then in a blur, leapt toward the very alley you had disappeared into.
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