*Leaf Village.*
*In a somewhat dilapidated small courtyard, under a dying tree.*
*Haruki slowly put away the kunai in his hand, looking at the passersby who were rushing past, their faces filled with grief, his emotions filled with emotion.*
*"It's been ten days since I came to this world."*
*That's right!*
*Haruki is a time traveler, and he has a system!*
*A system called Card Picking, which can randomly pick up attribute cards dropped by others.*
*The stronger the person, the higher the level of the card they can pick up, and the higher the attributes Haruki will get.*
*From Strength Cards to Speed Cards, to Ninjutsu Cards, and so on, the attributes of the picked cards are strange and varied.*
*The levels range from low to high: White Cards, Blue Cards, Purple Cards, Red Cards, and Gold Cards.*
*Gold is the highest level card.*
*Unfortunately...*
*He activated the system ten days ago.*
*Haruki had not even seen the shadow of a gold card, and he had not picked up a single card so far.*
*The reason was that the day he came here, it was the day the Third Great Ninja War ended.*
*His parents had already died in the war, leaving only five-year-old Haruki.*
*The fear of time travel, the confusion about the future, all of these made Haruki afraid to leave the courtyard.*
*As a result, he had not met anyone in these ten days, and naturally there were no cards to pick up.*
*"It's about time."*
*Taking a look at the sky, Haruki changed into a black outfit and headed towards the Leaf Village cemetery.*
*Today was the day that the heroes who died on the battlefield entered the cemetery, and everyone would go to attend.*
*Walking on the road, looking at the deserted streets, those people with grief and despair on their faces, Haruki understood even more the cruelty of this world.*
*Just one war, thousands of families in Leaf Village were broken.*
*Some children became orphans like him, some mothers lost their husbands and children.*
*That's right, in the late Third War, Leaf Village had started sending children to the battlefield!*
*"I must become strong, strong enough to control my own destiny!"*
*Secretly vowing in his heart, Haruki arrived at the cemetery, looking around, at the forefront was the still-strong Third Hokage, Sarutobi Hiruzen.*
*Then he looked row by row, among them were the pale Orochimaru, the gentle Minato Namikaze, and others.*
*But they were all sad at this time, standing silently in front of the memorial tablet.*
*Seeing that no one noticed him, a little kid, Haruki casually found a corner to stand in.*
*Although there were his parents on the memorial tablet, Haruki didn't feel much sadness.*
*Because he had never met his parents in this body.*
*Even because of the war, the original owner had not seen his parents many times.*
*Even after searching all his memories, he only knew that his parents came back at most once a year.*
*If he hadn't hired a normal person to take care of him, he might have starved to death before he time traveled.*
*But after learning that his parents died in battle, the nanny left on her own.*
*The original owner, unable to bear the blow, was exhausted and allowed Haruki to time travel.*
*But even though he didn't have any feelings, he still had to pay his respects.*
*Just as Haruki was lost in thought, he suddenly saw a white card at the feet of the person in front of him.*
*It looked about the size of a playing card, but it was covered with milky white light, which looked very beautiful.*
*When Haruki wanted to explore the contents of the card, he found that he couldn't see anything.*
*Haruki didn't recognize the ninja in front of him, but judging from his clothes, he was obviously a Genin of the Uchiha clan.*
*After hesitating for a while, Haruki still couldn't resist the temptation of the card, pretending to be sad, slowly squatting down.*
*There was no way, after all, this was the first time he had seen a card, who knew how long the card could exist, what if it disappeared?*
*Most of the people present were ninjas, Haruki's actions naturally did not escape their attention.*
*But seeing that it was just a five-year-old child who was out of control because of sadness, they didn't pay much attention.*
*On the contrary, the sunny Minato Namikaze, when he saw Haruki, his expression immediately dimmed.*
*But Haruki naturally didn't see this scene, he was currently slowly extending his magic claws towards the white card.*
*Because of the close distance, Haruki easily put the card in his pocket.*
*Then he rubbed his eyes, with a look of sadness, stood up again.*
*Casually focusing his gaze on a tombstone, Haruki couldn't wait to observe the white card in his mind.*
*All this time, he had been getting up early and staying up late, frantically exercising his body, but to no avail.*
*It turned out that his talent was very ordinary, the system was his only way to become strong.*
*[Ding, the white card is Strength attribute +1, do you want to absorb it?]*
*"Absorb!"*
*Immediately, a warm current flowed into his body.*
*The comfort made Haruki squint slightly.*
*He could clearly feel that his physical strength had increased a lot.*
*"Bring up the body attribute panel!"*
*[Host: Haruki]*
*[Strength: 5]*
*[Speed: 4]*
*[Constitution: 4]*
*[Spirit: 22]*
*[Skills: Kunai Basics LV1]*
*PS: Ordinary adults have all four attributes at 10.*
*Seeing the body panel, Haruki looked away.*
*Except for the Spirit attribute, which was due to time travel, the other attributes were pitiful.*
*Skills were just the Kunai Basics he had learned in these ten days.*
*Haruki was just in a daze, but in the eyes of everyone, it was obvious that the child was dazed by the huge blow.*
*Seeing this, Minato Namikaze gritted his teeth and said softly to Uzumaki Kushina beside him:*
*"Kushina, that's the child of Izumi and Hoshizaki, I want to adopt him!"*
*Chen Ping and Izumi Hoshizaki were Haruki's parents.*
*They were also from ordinary families, and they were neighbors with Minato Namikaze.*
*It could be said that they grew up together.*
*It's just that later, because Minato Namikaze's talent was extraordinary, he was taken in as a disciple by Jiraiya, one of the Sannin, and they gradually drifted apart.*
*But in this war, Chen Ping and Izumi Hoshizaki, as special Jonin, were once again assigned to Minato Namikaze's command.*
*Unfortunately, they both died in battle and did not return alive.*
*"Okay, we'll go find the Third Hokage after this is over."*
*Kushina just glanced at Haruki and agreed without hesitation.*
*She was also familiar with Izumi Hoshizaki, Haruki's mother, and she and Izumi Hoshizaki could be considered best friends.*
*As the Nine-Tailed Jinchūriki, she couldn't leave Leaf Village.*
*So when Izumi Hoshizaki wasn't on a mission, they always went shopping together.*
*It's just that after the war started, they rarely saw each other.*
*Looking at Haruki's absent-minded expression, the maternal glow in Kushina's heart couldn't be suppressed.*
*Haruki naturally didn't know that his future had been decided by others, he was still looking around, trying to find other cards.*
*Unfortunately, there was no harvest for now.*
*"As long as the leaves are flying, the Will of Fire will never be extinguished."*
*After Sarutobi Hiruzen's long speech, everyone dispersed, and Haruki also walked towards his little nest.*
*This house with a courtyard was the only thing his parents left him.*
*"It's no use training myself, and I don't know how to extract chakra, I guess I'll go out for a walk later and see if I can pick up something good."*
*"Besides, it's best to be able to enter the Ninja Academy, there are so many classmates and teachers' attributes to pick up."*
*On the way home, Haruki began to make plans for his future.*
*He was just an ordinary orphan, with no way to get in touch with powerful ninjas.*
*So the Ninja Academy was the best choice, it could allow him to develop steadily and slowly become strong!*
*But for an orphan, the Ninja Academy wasn't that easy to get into, he had to figure out a way.*
**And so, Haruki, pondering, slowly approached his little house.
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