Naruto: Clan Simulation and Bloodline Evolution from Scratch

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As the sun gradually set in the west, the old lady's story finally came to an end, coinciding with the death of her teammates.

At that moment, a line of text appeared before Simen Zhen's eyes, allowing him to finally breathe a sigh of relief.

[Ding! You have spent over one hour with the genetically gifted kunoichi Hasegawa Rui. Enough pheromones have been collected.]

[Simulation count +1. Additional simulation target +1.]

[Warning: The selectable simulation target, Hasegawa Rui, is over sixty years old and has a husband and children. Probability of successful simulation is extremely low. Please choose carefully.]

Simen Zhen's mouth twitched. He never intended to choose the old lady in front of him as a simulation target!

He had simply wanted to cast a wide net to earn more simulation chances.

Between spending an hour with a gifted kunoichi and engaging in more intimate contact with Tenten, Simen Zhen felt that the former was temporarily the easier condition to fulfill.

After all, talent wasn't determined strictly by age.

It was hard for him to interact with current active kunoichi, but it was much easier to make contact with those not yet in ninja school or those who were already retired.

And now, with the official document certified by the Hokage in hand, Simen Zhen had a legitimate pass that allowed him to act freely without arousing suspicion.

"Grandma, I'm hungry!"

A lively little boy ran over and clung to the old lady.

Before she could respond, Simen Zhen smiled and said, "Here are some candies. Consider it payment for your grandma telling me such a good story."

"Zhen-kun, I really can't accept that..."

The old lady was about to refuse, but her grandson had already stuffed the candy into his mouth and clamped his hand over it, leaving her no chance to object.

Simen Zhen laughed and patted the boy's head, then turned to the children gathering around and said, "Three candies each. From now on, if you see me, you get candy."

The children immediately cheered. Seeing how prepared Simen Zhen was, the elderly onlookers no longer tried to stop him.

In fact, many asked if he'd come again tomorrow—there were plenty more stories to tell, but today the old lady had monopolized him.

Simen Zhen assured them he would return, though in truth, he had other ideas in mind.

This current method worked, but it was too inefficient.

Was there a way he could meet these story-rich kunoichi one-on-one without raising suspicion?

Of course there was—he just needed to prepare a little more.

After saying goodbye to the elders, Simen Zhen ordered some renovation materials on his way home. He intended to give his little courtyard a simple makeover.

Once home, he had a hearty meal and then began recording the day's experiences.

Of course, what he wrote down were only the visible, mundane events.

All thoughts regarding the system were kept in his mind.

Today, he had more or less figured out some of the system's rules.

For example, what kind of kunoichi did the system consider "gifted"?

The answer: anyone with at least Chūnin-level talent. That old lady, Hasegawa Rui, had been a Chūnin in her youth.

This was further confirmed in his interactions with several young girls.

Even though they hadn't yet enrolled in the ninja academy, the moment he handed them candy and interacted with them briefly, the system already marked them as qualified.

Of course, Simen Zhen couldn't spend a full hour with each of them—if he tried, a bunch of enraged veteran ninjas would probably beat him to death.

Fortunately, even those fleeting interactions were enough for their names and progress bars to appear in the system directory, allowing him to accumulate contact time gradually.

Who knows? A year from now, those girls might be handing him new simulation chances.

After finishing his summary and spending a few hours writing, Simen Zhen lay down on his bed and prepared to begin another simulation.

Naturally, his target was still Tenten. He was already very familiar with her, and he was nearly certain he could leave behind offspring with her.

That would give Simen Zhen much more freedom to do what he wanted during the simulation.

In his mind, he established three goals for this simulation.

First, after winning over Tenten, he would delay having a child for as long as possible.

Because once a child was born, the simulation would end. But without offspring, Simen Zhen could continue doing as he pleased.

Second, during the simulation, he would confess to Tenten that he had acquired chakra and ask her to teach him ninjutsu while training diligently.

Although Tenten's ninjutsu skills weren't particularly strong, as a disciple of Guy, she must have considerable experience with physical training—which was exactly what Simen Zhen needed.

Lastly, he wanted to prepare for gaining simulation chances more quickly in the future. To that end, he planned to study medical ninjutsu during this simulation.

What better excuse to have physical contact with the elderly than taking their pulses or performing acupuncture?

Having made his plans, Simen Zhen began his second simulation.

[Simulation begins]

[Remaining simulations: 0]

[Simulation target: Tenten]

[Initial relationship: She remembers you clearly]

[Ding! Simulation is about to begin. You currently have three free opportunities to guide the simulation's direction.]

[Would you like to guide the simulation now?]

Simen Zhen immediately selected "Yes" and input all the successful strategies and goals he had devised based on his previous experience.

To his surprise, there seemed to be no limit to how much he could input at once.

This meant Simen Zhen could essentially treat the simulation as a detailed life experiment.

The only remaining issue was that most of the simulation ran on autopilot, so he couldn't actively respond to unexpected variables.

[A new day begins. You awaken from sleep and continue seeking ways to earn more simulations.]

[Your deeds gradually spread. People begin coming to you on their own to share their stories. The elderly simply can't resist a young person willing to listen.]

[As your reputation grows, you decide to renovate your home into a teahouse called "Lecture Tea Hall," where anyone can come to share their stories.]

Seeing this, Simen Zhen couldn't help but curl his lips into a smile. That was exactly why he had ordered those renovation materials.

Now he could use the simulation to test the feasibility of his plan.

[Gradually, your home becomes a well-known gathering place in Konoha—even the Hokage visits once.]

[Thanks to Lecture Tea Hall, you earn an average of one simulation per week. However, you're not entirely satisfied with the pace.]

Simen Zhen frowned slightly. The efficiency really was lacking, but he soon understood why.

[You no longer have much free time. Between listening to elders' stories, writing your book, training, maintaining your relationship with Tenten, learning ninjutsu, and studying medical techniques, you feel utterly overwhelmed.]

Upon reading this, Simen Zhen decided to use his second guidance opportunity.

(End of Chapter)