This ninja in Naruto is unscientific

Chapter 77 A New Way to Open Your Eyes

After returning to the office.

Fugaku Uchiha finally snapped out of his "grape-flavored" nightmare and gulped down a whole pot of cold water to barely suppress the nausea.

He wiped his mouth, slumped weakly in the chair, but his eyes were brighter than before.

Although the purple potion smelled inhuman, its effects were immediate.

He could feel a warm current flowing through his limbs and bones. The slight dryness he had felt after using the Sharingan miraculously disappeared, much more effective than eye drops and blueberry extract.

"How was it, senior?"

Nishikawa Tetsu asked with a smile, "Do you feel much lighter? Your back doesn't ache anymore, and your legs don't hurt?"

"……Shut up."

Fugaku glared at him irritably, but his tone was noticeably less aggressive.

"Improving physical fitness can indeed alleviate the burden on the eyes, but that's only a temporary solution. The conditions for activating the kaleidoscope, and the nature of that eye power..."

Fugaku's eyes became deep and pained.

"It's because of the loss of someone important that the brain generates that special chakra in the extreme despair and pain, which stimulates the eyes."

This is a curse passed down through generations of the Uchiha clan, and it is also the reason why they are known as "the cursed clan".

To gain power, one must embrace pain, and even create pain with one's own hands.

Is that really the case?

Nishikawa Tetsu suddenly interrupted him, asking in a calm voice.

"Senior, have you ever considered that this so-called 'curse' might actually be a mechanism that has been misinterpreted?"

Fugaku frowned: "What do you mean?"

"The Second Hokage, Tobirama Senju, once said that he was born evil... Oh, sorry, I got the wrong idea."

The meme from the second generation of the previous life was so deeply ingrained in people's minds that Nishikawa Tetsu immediately started using it.

"He once said that the Uchiha clan is not heartless, but rather the clan that loves the most deeply."

Nishikawa Tetsu pulled out a draft of a pre-prepared hypothesis on the awakening of the Mangekyou Sharingan from his bag.

The one who understood the Uchiha clan most thoroughly was actually Tobirama Senju, who constantly talked about the "inherently evil Uchiha clan."

"Because the love was so deep, the pain of loss was magnified infinitely, which in turn stimulated my eyes."

"Then..." Nishikawa Tetsu raised a finger, his eyes sharp, "Since the root of suffering is love, why must it be stimulated by 'loss'?"

"If we do the opposite."

"Could the same stimulating effect be achieved through an extreme 'protective instinct,' through the intense fear and desire that 'if I don't fight desperately, I will lose someone or something important'?"

Fugaku was stunned.

He had never thought of this angle before.

"Guardians... can awaken their eyes?" Fugaku muttered to himself. He thought of the scene when he awakened his own eyes, but then shook his head. "That's too idealistic. In reality, only death that you can actually experience can bring that kind of despairing impact."

"It might not work in reality, but what about... illusions?"

Nishikawa Tetsu gave a meaningful smile and pointed to Fugaku's eyes: "The Mangekyou Sharingan."

"Faced with the power of a Mangekyou Sharingan, an ordinary three-tomoe Sharingan is utterly powerless. In this genjutsu space, you are a god; you can manipulate time, space, and... despair."

Fugaku's pupils contracted slightly: "You want me to use the kaleidoscope to cast illusions on my clansmen?"

"That's right."

Nishikawa Tetsu's voice was alluring, and he was also very curious about the results of the experiment: "In this illusion, you will let the subjects experience the most terrible nightmares—the tragic death of relatives, the destruction of the family, and the betrayal of lovers. The realism is enough to fool their brains."

"But the key lies in the end of the script."

"Give him a chance when he's on the verge of collapse. A chance to unleash his power, to fight to the death, to reverse the tragedy and save everything!"

"Let him experience the despair of impending loss, and then give him the ultimate joy of regaining what he lost and the sense of accomplishment of protecting success."

"The emotional rollercoaster of emotions is far more intense than simply losing a wife or brother!"

Fugaku was dumbfounded. This was simply treating the spiritual world of his clansmen like dough to be kneaded!

"That's insane."

Although Fugaku said that, his heart was beating faster than usual.

If this theory holds true, if it's possible to stimulate the eyes without actually killing anyone...

Wouldn't that mean the Uchiha clan could break that damned curse?

Even... mass-producing the three-tomoe jewel? Or even the kaleidoscope?

"Impossible... Absolutely impossible."

Fugaku's subconscious denial was an instinctive defense of the Uchiha's thousand-year-old tradition.

"The evolution of eye power is sacred; how could it be achieved through such cheating methods..."

"Sacred?" Nishikawa Tetsu scoffed. "Senior, stop deceiving yourself. If it can make your people stronger without your entire family dying, who cares if it's sacred or cheating?"

"Furthermore, you just drank a strengthening potion, and your physical condition is excellent. The burden of casting an illusion spell is completely within your control."

Nishikawa Tetsuya pushed the hypothesis in front of Fugaku, revealing his true intentions: "Senpai, give me a volunteer. Just one Uchiha with three tomoe, let's do an experiment."

"Illusion magic is a very safe method; if problems arise, the illusion can be canceled in time."

Looking at Nishikawa Tetsu's confident face, Fugaku thought of the frustration he felt when he was suppressed by Minato earlier, and the future of his family.

He took a deep breath and made his decision.

"it is good."

Fugaku's eyes turned cold: "But we can't use ordinary clansmen. If we fail, they might suffer a mental breakdown and become mentally impaired. The consequences would be unimaginable."

"Use eight generations."

"Uchiha Hachiho?" Nishikawa Tetsu was somewhat surprised. "He was your right-hand man, and the head of the criminal investigation department."

"It's precisely because it's him that it's suitable."

Fugaku said coldly, "He's been stuck at the three-tomoe level for many years, and he's also incredibly resilient, thick-skinned, and extremely loyal to his clan. Most importantly..."

Fugaku paused, seemingly looking for an excuse: "His mental state has been a bit unstable lately because of that 'smiling service' training, so this is a good opportunity to fight fire with fire... cough, I mean, to teach according to aptitude."

Nishikawa Tetsu's lips twitched.

That's too ruthless. If Senior Yatsushiro knew, he'd probably carry the police department building and run away overnight, right?

……

The following day, in a secret underground room of the police department.

The Eighth Hokage of Uchiha was firmly secured to a chair with specially made restraints, and the area around him was covered with sealing talismans to prevent chakra from going berserk.

He looked bewildered and terrified: "Captain... Captain? What kind of special training is this? Why are you tying me up? And why do I have to sign a waiver? Assistant Che is here too?"

"This is for the future of the family, for eight generations."

Fugaku stood opposite him, his expression solemn, as if a sacred ceremony was about to take place.

"Bear with it, it might hurt a little, and you might have a nightmare."

"Nightmare?" Yashiro hadn't even reacted yet.

next second.

Fugaku suddenly opened his eyes.

Om-!

Those dark eyes instantly shifted, the three tomoe joined together, transforming into that terrifying kaleidoscope pattern.

An overwhelming and unparalleled power of eye energy instantly enveloped Yatsushiro.

"Well……"

The eighth generation's three-tomoe sword only resisted for less than half a second before it completely succumbed.

His gaze instantly became unfocused, his head drooped limply, and he entered the deep illusion woven by Fugaku.

In the illusion.

The world collapsed in an instant.

Yashiro witnessed Konoha being breached by foreign enemies and the police department reduced to ruins. He saw his most respected Captain Fugaku being pierced by countless arrows while protecting his clan.

He saw the auntie who sold pancakes, the auntie who always smiled and praised him, lying in a pool of blood, still tightly clutching the pancake she had given him.

"No!!!!"

In reality, Yashiro's body trembled violently, a beast-like growl escaped his throat, real tears of blood streamed from the corners of his eyes, and his chakra fluctuations surged instantly, even causing the surrounding sealing talismans to rattle.

Fugaku was manipulating the illusion, and cold sweat beaded on his forehead.

Maintaining this high intensity of script performance is also quite taxing for him.

"Now!" Nishikawa Tetsu shouted from the monitoring data. "His emotions have reached their peak! Give him hope!"

Fugaku had a sudden thought.

In the illusion, Yashiro, kneeling in despair, suddenly finds himself holding a sword.

The enemy who was about to deliver the final blow to Fugaku revealed a momentary opening.

Just a little faster...

If only the power were a little stronger...

That way we can save the captain! That way we can protect everything!

"Aaaaaah! Die!!!"

Within the illusion, Yashiro unleashed unprecedented power; his obsession to protect everything materialized into tangible ocular power, frantically assaulting his optic nerve.

In a real-life locked room.

"boom!"

A surge of violent chakra exploded from the Eighth Hokage's body, and two of the specially made restraints snapped.

A few minutes later, Fugaku deactivated the kaleidoscope, swayed slightly, and was supported by Nishikawa Tetsu.

Yashiro was soaking wet, as if he had just been pulled out of the water, panting heavily, his eyes still showing extreme terror and... the ecstatic joy of surviving a disaster.

He slowly raised his head and looked at Fugaku.

"Captain... Captain... you're alright... that's great..."

As his emotions surged, those eyes opened again.

The original three-tomoe Sharingan has become even more crimson and deep in color, and its spinning speed is astonishing. Although it has not evolved into the Mangekyou Sharingan, the sense of oppression it exudes has surpassed that of an ordinary three-tomoe Sharingan, and it has even faintly touched that boundary.

"Although I haven't awakened the Kaleidoscope Sharingan, my eye power has increased."

Nishikawa Tetsu looked at the data on the testing instrument. Although he was a little disappointed that he couldn't achieve instant success, he was more excited.

"The theory has proven that you don't need people to die, just a near-death experience is enough!"

As Fugaku looked at the exhausted but noticeably sharper-eyed Yashiro, that impossible thought completely crumbled.

"Really...can it be done?"

Fugaku rubbed his slightly sore eyes.

If this method can be mass-produced...

Wouldn't that mean the entire Uchiha clan could become a family with three tomoe?

Even... if the script were a little more ruthless, could it really give rise to a new kaleidoscope?

"Next, we can start writing more 'scripts,' different scripts for different people, like 'My Naruto Father' or 'The Last Bowl of Ramen.' Oh, it's such a pity I didn't become a director; it's a loss to the film industry!"

As Fugaku heard these strange names, his eyes twitched even more violently.