Chapter 2: Chapter 2: The Refugee
A light breeze blew over a lonely guy standing next to him at the junction of a clearing and a giant forest.
- Well, the first thing that catches your eye is clear enough... But the second...
Oleg turned his head in the direction where the inscription "Welcome" was emblazoned. He knew with every fiber of his being that something was going to happen.
- I'm dead, right? So I have nothing to be afraid of!
Next, he poked at the inscription, which was very similar to a hologram in video games, of which he had not tried so much on himself.
The welcoming inscription disappeared, and instead a text appeared in front of her face. Such effects were cooler than any games.
Orlov wanted to sort out the issues tormenting him, but apart from the dense forest and the endless glade, he did not see much. And the text that came out could help him in this.
[Welcome to the Trading system!]
[Your karma was too huge, which is why the creators decided to put you in your favorite Naruto universe.]
[This is the highest grace for you, mortal. We hope that you will be able to realize your ideas even before you yourself perish in the vastness of this cruel world!]
The inscriptions were somehow different from each other, which the guy immediately noticed.
- If the first two seemed to belong to one thinking being or code, then the third message was certainly addressed from one of the creators, and perhaps their collective thought at all. - He said, reading on.
[To use the system's functions, you only need to think about it]
The sun was starting to get hot, which is why he took a few steps towards the shadow of a tree stretching several tens of meters.
- The system... Oleg thought, which is why the text changed again.
Now there were naked characteristics in front of him, which reflected the essence of the system. If at first there was something native to the guy, then something new followed.
- How did all this happen? Can someone explain this to me? - He asked out loud, not expecting an answer, which shut down the system.
[This information is very expensive. Are you sure you want to lose your life?]
- No, no! Give me back my system! - The notification has disappeared.
[Name: must be named]
[Affiliation: Refugee]
[Rank: Ordinary child]
[Age: 5 years old]
[Total strength: 10]
[Strength: 4(0/100)]
[Endurance: 5(0/100)]
[Speed: 4(0/100)]
[Intelligence: 8(0/100)]
[Inventory]
- Stamina Recovery Pill: x3
- Chakra Restoration Pill: x1
- Explosive seals: X15
- Kunai: x5
- Water bottle: X3
- Sandwich: X4
[Skills]
[Trade]
[Shop]
The last two tabs interested the guy the most, but now it was not up to that. His head was already buzzing, as if he had been creating a new technology for several days.
- Information about the reason for my arrival in this world is closed to me, at least for now. Ha...
He leaned his back against the bark of a tree, directing his attention into the distance. The giant giant gave off some kind of kindred feeling, which is why Oleg plunged into his memories for a while without pain.
Time dragged on slowly, allowing the guy to weigh the pros and cons without danger to his life with his eyes closed.
- Now I have to live here... Not the best place to live, but the best place to trade! If my memory serves me right, then in this world you could safely monopolize any product, if you have the strength.
Recoiling from the tree, he walked straight along the border of the clearing and the forest. There was even a whole path that led in a direction unknown to him.
- How can I survive here at all? I have only food, and from protection some kunai, which I can't even imagine how to use. - The boy walked calmly along the path, all the time looking around in the hope that he would notice at least some form of life.
Although in a new world for him, even the most ordinary person on the way is dangerous. But Oleg's credo spoke for itself, if he is destined to die, then he is not going to run away from it. Moreover, in the new realities, contact with civilization is important to him.
So a couple of miles passed, after which the guy was already suffocating. Resigned to the fact that his body is not capable of anything, he approached one of the trees. He was terribly thirsty, but he decided to save the precious water anyway. It is not known how much longer he will have to stomp to the nearest settlement, if there is such a thing on the way at all.
***
While the boy was catching his breath, several Shinobi patrolling the border were already watching him. They, merging in the shade of tree branches, had been following the aimlessly loitering child for an hour.
- Sir, why are we doing this? Can we just get it over with and that's it?
Asked one of the privates who suffered the most from this persecution. After all, his sensory abilities were activated at full capacity at the moment when their captain ordered to watch the child at the border of the land of fire.
- No, this is the most ordinary civilian. We are Shinobi, not monsters. Moreover, it does not cause any harm...
The white-haired man answered, frowning at the guy's movements. He was on pins and needles, too. This is the first time an ordinary kid has wandered so far from the nearest settlement.
Various thoughts came into his head, but he did nothing. This boy looks too much like his own son.
- He is an unusual civilian, he has a chakra. Although there is not so much of it, but it is present in it.
Private Chuunin bent his line. He was already impatient to get rid of the problem and continue his rounds. And because of this, they are stuck here for a long time.
- Stay here, while I go to him. For some reason, it seems to me that he is not a threat to us...
Sakumo said and disappeared from his seat. Appearing a few dozen meters from the boy, he created his clone and sent him to him.
***
- Phew, damn random! Where did you, yat, throw me? I walked for several hours, but I didn't come anywhere...
Oleg complained, splashing out his negativity. For him, it was the first to move there, not knowing where. And this idea was obviously stupid, without any further development.
"Why do I need this system at all if I die before I even use the mechanics of this little cheat? I didn't even have time to check what the other functions mean..."
Suddenly, a bush rustled very close by, from behind which a man in a familiar uniform came out. Jounin's green vest and leaf protector, familiar to the eyes, gave some peace of mind, but Oleg was not a fool. The world of Shinobi is not a toy, everyone suspects you of something here. Especially if you're from other places.
- Who are you? Orlov was wary, not immediately paying attention to the person in front of him.
- Calm down, man. I don't wish you any harm, if I really had such motives, you would have been dead a long time ago. - Shinobi did not move from his place, so as not to scare the guy off.
- It's harsh, but it's true. - Finally, the young man raised his head up, seeing one of the heroes of his favorite anime. Sakumo Hatake, the deceased Shinobi for a stupid reason of suicide.
Feelings overwhelmed the guy, but he continued to look straight into the eyes of the world-famous Shinobi Konoha with a calm face.
- Aren't you afraid of me anymore? I thought I was causing you fear.
- It was just a reaction to an unexpected Shinobi. Moreover, it's true, if you have a desire to end me, then I can only accept it.
- Who are you? - Instead of continuing this topic, the man moved on to the issues on which the boy's life will depend completely.
- A refugee ... - Oleg said clearly, but with sadness, remembering his past life. He had never had to go through this hell before. When you, not knowing anyone in another country, try to save yourself in it.
- What happened to your family home? Where are you from?
- I don't remember, I woke up two hours walking from here, or maybe three. I don't know exactly... - Oleg answered, who from a previous life learned to determine the past time of some occupation.
- Have you lost your memory?
- Probably...
- Where were you going?
- To the settlement, but I don't think I'll get to it in the near future.
"You don't have any food or water. I woke up on the border of the land of fire, not remembering my past. It's not like they're trying to send you to us...
I compared the facts aloud, straining the situation. Probably, if Oleg had not been a schemer in his past world, he would have become nervous a long time ago. But he knew all these psychological tricks as well as the man in front of him.
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