In a dark alley, a strong man carrying a basket full of herbs hurried home with a resolute expression: "Might Dai is home alone, I hope nothing bad has happened to him..."
But just then, a strange noise came from a trash can in the corner. The man froze, unconsciously taking two steps forward, but quickly...
he frowned and slowly walked back.
Finally, someone came!
In his hazy consciousness, Vuuven seemed to hear steady footsteps approaching him, and a pair of warm, large hands gently lifted him up...
"This child, he looks a lot like my son..."
The man's hands were warm, and his voice was like a warm fire in winter, making one feel at ease.
"Escape from the trash can mission complete, please claim mission reward."
The system's voice remained unmoved, as if it didn't care at all whether Vuuven lived or died.
But he had survived!
Vuuven smiled wryly and closed his eyes peacefully…
As if seeing Vuuven's smile, the man holding him couldn't help but laugh, pulling Vuuven into his arms: "Don't worry, I, Mighty, swear in the name of youth, I will definitely let you live!"
With that, the watermelon-headed man named Mighty laughed and left, his Konoha headband gleaming on his forehead…
"Am I rescued?"
Vuuven slowly opened his eyes, struggling to turn his head to survey his surroundings.
Under the dilapidated ceiling, in the empty Japanese-style room, besides a wooden bed, there was no furniture. This was truly a destitute home…
After looking at the furnishings, Vuuven noticed a baby about his age lying beside him. A baby with a goofy watermelon head, a chubby face, and an adorably ugly appearance...
Besides the infant, there was also a robust middle-aged man in the room. The man was dressed as a farmer, but his comical watermelon head made him seem even more lively. He was carefully selecting what looked like herbs from a basket in his arms...
At first glance, the watermelon-headed man gave Vuuven a sense of familiarity. However, this familiarity was tinged with a strange strangeness...
In short, Vuuven seemed to know him, yet he was certain he had never seen him before.
"What a strange feeling..." Vuuven
shook his head, remaining silent. He didn't want to show any unusual behavior beyond that of an infant while still trying to understand the situation.
Vuuven gently closed his eyes again...
"Newbie Quest: Escape the Trash Can (Completed)!"
"Kunai Throwing (Beginner): Available."
"Claim!"
After confirming the claim, a skill bar suddenly appeared in Vuuven's mind.
Kunai Throwing (Beginner)
At the same time, a sudden warm current surged from Vuuven's hands, slowly flowing from his fingertips throughout his body. Vuuven could feel the warm current strengthening his physique, but it gradually thinned as it flowed.
By the time it reached his feet, it was barely perceptible… Clearly, the warm current primarily strengthened his hands!
When the warm current completely disappeared, Vuuven slowly opened his eyes and involuntarily reached out to grab the wooden bedpost beside him.
"Crunch, crunch…"
Wood chips cracked under Vuuven's grip, making a teeth-grinding sound. Releasing
his grip, Vuuven looked at the clearly visible small handprint on the solid wood bedpost beside him and grinned: "Looks like, even in this Naruto world, my strength far surpasses that of an average two-year-old child…"