Uchiha Kei: Game Dev in the Shinobi World

At last, Shimura Danzō collapsed.

Even though his health bar wasn't fully emptied, he lay there, stunned, staring up at the sky. Whether it was the bright blue of daytime or the twinkling stars of night, the beauty of this simulated sky was something he had never taken the time to appreciate. In his despair from repeated defeat, and with the weight of knowing his path had reached its end, Danzō couldn't help but gaze at it in a daze.

Meanwhile, Sarutobi Hiruzen approached, wielding his massive staff. He looked just like the executioner from *Black Myth: Wukong*, bearing down on his target with slow, deliberate steps. His eyes were sharp and cold—clearly, he had no intention of stopping.

Danzō noticed all of this. Yet, he didn't resist. He simply lay there, waiting for Hiruzen to arrive.

When Hiruzen finally stood over him, Danzō said quietly, "Do it, Hiruzen."

Hiruzen didn't reply. He just raised the staff—and brought it down with brutal force.

As the staff neared, Danzō's life flashed before his eyes.

Childhood…

Meeting Hiruzen…

Training together, growing side by side…

Becoming disciples of the Second Hokage…

Fighting in the Shinobi World Wars…

Standing behind Tobirama as part of the elite guard…

And finally, Hiruzen rising to become the Third Hokage—basking in the sun with his comrades, while Danzō lingered in the shadows, sinking deeper and deeper into the darkness.

"Hiruzen… to me, you've always been…"

His inner voice echoed—words only he could hear.

But he never finished the thought.

The staff came down.

His head exploded. He died once more.

When Hiruzen refreshed the game to continue fighting, he found Danzō sitting on the ground, utterly listless. No longer willing to fight.

Hiruzen stopped. He put his weapon away and quietly sat down beside him.

They sat shoulder to shoulder, gazing into the distance.

They looked ahead… but thought of something even further away.

Neither spoke. There was too much to say, and no words that could say it.

It was in that silence that two new Golden Spirit Points emerged.

Uchiha Kei saw them and realized: the old men's hot-blooded anime arc had come to an end.

He stopped watching. No need to see what came next.

He had already turned on the recording function and captured the whole event. Now, he used his newly gained Golden Spirit Points to do multiple ten-pulls in the gacha system.

Since the last big update, Kei had stockpiled quite a lot. The returns were great—he'd drawn several valuable items.

This time, he even landed three new gold-tier items.

Judging by the ratio—roughly one item per twelve Golden Spirit Points—he was getting excellent value.

Item 1: A new skill—"Standing on the Moral High Ground, Pointing Fingers."

> \[Gold – Passive Skill] Launches a moral attack against a target, causing them to feel guilt, self-reflect, and spiral into self-doubt. The more internal flaws they have, the stronger the effect. Useless on those with unshakeable conviction.

> Description: In today's world overflowing with shallow morality, many cross ethical lines without care. And with the rise of online outrage mobs, public shaming has become rampant. To protect the host from falling prey to such attacks, the system grants this tool—strike first, occupy the moral high ground, and make your enemies crumble from guilt.

Kei read it and scoffed. Classic silly system logic. The system still thought he was a businessman in the modern world. Still, it could be useful.

Item 2: A random skill upgrade item.

It upgraded Kei's earliest ability, *"All-Nighter Tonight,"* turning it into:

> *"All-Nighter Tonight, Never Drop Dead."*

The original kept him mentally sharp for four hours. Now it lasted six—and came with a one-time death immunity.

> If Kei died within the skill's six-hour window (or within two hours after it ended), he would automatically survive, fully healed, regardless of the cause.

In short, a one-time get-out-of-death-free card.

If used in the shinobi world, it was basically a stronger, cleaner version of Izanagi—no side effects, and near-infinite chakra usage for six hours.

It had a long cooldown: 720 hours (30 days) after triggering.

Still, for a one-time resurrection? Incredibly powerful.

Item 3: A consumable gold-tier stat booster.

It increased *all attributes* by 20%.

In the modern world, it would turn him into a super soldier.

In the shinobi world? It was terrifying.

Because it scaled—if he were jōnin-level, the boost was already huge. At Kage level, it was monstrous.

So Kei held onto it, planning to use it as a trump card when breaking through to the next level—like a cultivator using a rare pill.

The system really had a grasp of modern life. The reward pool was designed to give practical tools for a modern working man…

…except it still hadn't realized Kei wasn't in that world anymore.

And so, it kept feeding him bizarre but insanely useful tools for wreaking havoc in the shinobi world.

At first, Kei thought the system was garbage.

Now? He had to admit: it was kinda genius.

Still, if he had a choice, he'd rather have a cultivation or godhood system—something straightforward and overpowered. Not this backdoor, roundabout nonsense.

Aside from the three gold items, he also pulled some purples. Most were weird and wacky as usual.

But one was useful: a beauty tonic formula.

It rejuvenated the skin and appearance—clearly meant for use in the modern world.

Actually, it was the very thing Orochimaru once hyped up—promising eternal youth.

> Description: Everyone, male or female, cares about their age. This supplement boosts morale among employees by reducing appearance-based insecurity.

It was designed to make your employees work harder… by making them *look* younger.

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Its effect wasn't godlike. But still impressive:

* A 30-year-old would look early 20s.

* A 40-year-old like 30.

* A 60-year-old? Still looking 50-ish.

Skin would also become smoother, based on age group. Younger users got better results.

It was all surface-level, of course. No real biological change. That's why it was a purple-tier item, not gold.

Even so, in the modern world, it was a trillion-dollar industry disruptor.

And in the shinobi world? Also amazing.

Kei could already see the mountain of cash he'd earn. The swarm of women—and some men—vying to buy it.

"One more dream Orochimaru sold to the Third just came true."

Kei handed the formula to Orochimaru, who accepted it with a nod.

No excitement. No surprise.

He was too busy these days. Research piled high. He was still buried in books in the Mental Network Library. Beauty potions barely tickled his interest anymore.

So he created a shadow clone to handle it.

Meanwhile, *Ultimate Storm*—Kei's newest game—began spreading beyond the Land of Fire.

Unlike past games, *Ultimate Storm* had a fierce competitive edge. Its value couldn't be ignored.

Especially by the other four great ninja villages. They were eager to get their hands on the full version.

Not some stripped-down demo.

Why?

Because of its training potential.

If any village got *Ultimate Storm* first, they could immediately begin training their ninjas more efficiently—sharpening tactics and boosting combat readiness at warp speed.

No village could afford to fall behind.

So once word spread, every major village sent delegations to the Hidden Leaf, begging to import the full version.