Chapter 490: The Time Traveler's Administration Bureau
The pile of crimson rocks loomed as massive as a mountain.
Between the fiery red stones, lava bubbled and flowed, releasing popping crimson bubbles as intense waves of scorching heat radiated across the heavens and earth.
Ryo stood suspended in mid-air, murmuring softly under his breath, "The fourth Gate of Pain, the Fire Attribute Space—perfect!"
This space satisfied Ryo the most, specifically because it could be seamlessly utilized alongside his gravitational and repulsive forces. Focusing his mind slightly, a massive torrent of lava levitated into the air, slowly coalescing into a giant hand measuring five meters across, which promptly struck a "peace" sign gesture...
"The space is truly spectacular; it's just a fraction too hot." Ryo cleanly flashed out of the pocket dimension. The giant lava hand instantly collapsed, and the molten rock came tumbling back down in a rolling wave...
Ryo had concurrently concluded his inspection of the third Gate of Life's Wind Attribute Space. The interior was completely packed with howling hurricanes and tornadoes. Much like the Lightning Attribute Space, the tornadic gales attacked indiscriminately without distinguishing between friend or foe; weaker individuals fundamentally lacked the capacity to remain inside.
"Now, only the sealed space of the absolute eighth Gate of Death remains unopened. I wonder what kind of form it will take... A sealed space dwelling right inside the heart, locking away enemies within one's own chest—why on earth does that feel so incredibly awkward?"
Ryo paced back and forth across his bedroom, familiarizing himself with his newly altered physical parameters. Having sustained a wave of mocking commentary from Kushina regarding his 190 cm height, Ryo himself found it difficult to adapt. Consequentially, he manually adjusted his physical stature back down to 178 cm—the exact identical baseline height he commanded before rejuvenating.
However, executing this adjustment meant his physical vessel once again struggled to cleanly accommodate his titanic chakra repository. As a result, Ryo was currently a small layer plumper, his face carrying a trace of baby fat identical to Tsukika's. He looked exceptionally adorable...
Pinching the flesh lining his cheeks, Ryo let out a long, sweeping breath, "Based on my natural physical development rate, I'll likely have to operate with this slightly plump frame for half a year to a year. It's no major issue!"
Locking his sight onto the attribute panel once more, Ryo failed to parse out any alternative immediate shifts. The comprehensive harvest yielded by this latest stat allocation had essentially been tallied down to the letter, leaving only the raw destructive output of his ninjutsu left to be practically tested.
"In a few days, this island-obliterating powerhouse of an Ancestor must deploy for another active run!"
As for the immediate moment, Ryo commanded a significantly more critical objective to execute—sleeping!
That's right, sleeping.
The Great Toad Sage commanded a raw chakra repository equivalent to fifteen individual Nine-Tails, which granted him the capability to dream of the future. Ryo currently wielded a cataclysmic volume of forty-two Nine-Tails; there was zero logical reason he should fail. He was firmly resolved to dream!
"Let's commence with a daydream first." Tumbling straight onto his mattress, Ryo waved his arm to tightly secure his bedroom doors, comfortably drifting into deep sleep until high noon...
"Great-grandfather, hurry up and rise for lunch!"
Ryo violently bolted awake, executing a rapid physical flip. He leaned down in a single fluid motion to roll up his pants legs and meticulously inspect his leg hair—the sequence of movements was executed with absolute, seamless precision.
Kushina broke into a gentle laugh, "Stop stressing over those two strands of leg hair of yours. It's not as if anyone treats them like a precious luxury. Comfortably retain them for your very own self!"
Ryo let out a soft sigh of relief, "I literally dreamed that you stealthily crept into my room to violently pluck out my leg hair. Finding the leg hair insufficient, you proceeded to pull out my actual hair down to the roots... Wait, a dream?!"
Kushina shook her head helplessly, "Would I genuinely resort to physical violence just to pull out your hair? Exactly what kind of entity are you visualizing me to be?"
"Attempting to force me to drop my absolute baseline guard? Naive. The Great Ancestor has long since seen through every layer of your traps. Commanding the power of prophecy, I am completely invincible under the heavens!"
Kushina: ???
As time smoothly marched forward drop by drop, the collective gathering of descendants steadily acclimated to the fact that Ryo was a 'highly dynamic, mercurial man' who shot up in height only to turn slightly plump. Barring Naruto, who hollered a few sharp complaints of 'cheating', zero individuals raised an active objection.
Tsukika was exceptionally ecstatic about this baseline reality, reaching out to pinch Ryo's cheeks roughly eighteen times a day...
The underlying technical reason she continuously managed to catch his face was strictly because Ryo had officially activated his 'sleep whenever at leisure' operational protocol. The absolute millisecond the three Hyuga children and Sakura failed to track him down for cultivation guidance, he would rest flat across his mattress to sleep.
Deploying thousands of alternative sleeping postures and experimenting with all sorts of physical orientations, he slept in whatever manner felt the most comfortable. On certain occasions, he even actively sustained his Sage Mode parameters while sleeping, single-mindedly desiring to smoothly foresee the future a single time.
Regrettably, two full weeks rolled past, and Ryo failed to dream of a single shred of reliable future data.
Could it be that I am structurally forced to mimic the Great Toad Sage, logging a prolonged sleep that stretches across three to four continuous months? Or do I have to manually alter my physical appearance into that exact template of a refined, ancient elder?
Ryo let out a long sigh. In truth, his mind had already razor-sharply parsed out that he hadn't successfully harvested the native power of prophecy. As for that specific instance regarding Kushina plucking his hair, it was merely a case of dreaming at night about what occupied his anxious thoughts during the day...
Right at that exact fraction of a second, the Akimichi clan officially completed the specialized reinforced robes he had requested, delivering them straight to his doorstep and successfully redirecting his absolute focus.
Ryo had already independently tested the absolute limits of his Multi-Size Technique while stripped bare inside his Earth Attribute Space; it topped out at well over two hundred meters, expanding to a monumental volumetric mass. That was merely the structural limit of the technique itself; Ryo's vessel independently commanded a vast repository of residual kinetic energy.
Now that the unbreakable custom clothes were officially in his grip, Ryo felt a trace of internal desire to track down a premier adversary to practically test the raw aesthetics of a colossal giant battle.
Should I comfortably Reanimate (Edo Tensei) Madara out? Ryo fell into brief calculation. Itachi could barely manage to match the baseline parameters, but his Wood Golem technique lacks the sheer structural durability to absorb a beating compared to a Perfect Susanoo. Pummeling him won't yield anywhere near the same pure gratification as thrashing Madara... Time to go track down a loose sacrifice!
Passing a swift word to notify Kushina, Ryo stepped out the front doors with a relaxed pace. Having barely traversed two steps, he violently snapped his head upward to gaze at the heavens in absolute astonishment, "Nagato, why on earth did you personally fly all the way across distances to Wood? Could it possibly be... Konan has welcomed another active pregnancy!"
Nagato executed a slow, controlled landing on the grass, "Yo! Teacher. Why are you... Konan is absolutely not pregnant..."
Ryo given a subtle pause, his countenance turning a fraction serious. Barring a monumental logistical development of that nature, any alternative matter that could force Nagato to personally race across nations explicitly proved it was fundamentally anything but a minor incident.
"Teacher, an exceptionally bizarre individual materialized within the Land of Whirlpools, delivering an incredibly bizarre item, while articulating some highly bizarre prose. The entire state of affairs is profoundly strange..."
Ryo stood frozen for a second, "I perceive that the single most bizarre entity right here is strictly you! I honestly assumed an apocalyptic catastrophe had struck, yet you've executed this frantic sprint over a matter of this tier?"
Flicking his wrist to dismiss a squad of Konoha Anbu who had been drawn to the clearing due to Nagato directly entering the village airspace, Ryo administered a wave of earnest guidance: "Remember! You currently occupy the sovereign mantle of the Uzukage. You must remain completely unswayed when facing anomalous developments!"
"I understand completely, Teacher! However, that specific individual was fully capable of independent flight, and he structurally commanded a pair of pure, snow-white wings. He possessed golden hair, vibrant blue eyes, an exceptionally high nasal vertex, and his raw physical attributes completely diverged from our native population. It truly was profoundly strange."
Ryo was startled, "An angel? Exactly what kind of operational logistics is this! I have literally traversed every single corner of this shinobi world, it is fundamentally impossible for an entire undiscovered New Continent to still exist..."
Nagato scratched his hair, "I tentatively attempted to intercept his movement, but I failed to obstruct him in the slightest. Every single offensive strike I launched was effortlessly dissolved, and his raw capability appeared to be exceptionally high-tier. Before I could smoothly deploy Dust Style to further test his parameters, he abruptly vanished out of thin air, utilizing a methodology that heavily resembled a spatial ninjutsu."
Ryo took a deep breath, "Spatial capability... Exactly what prose did he articulate, and where is the physical item he delivered?"
"He explicitly stated that he operated strictly as a premier courier representing the 'Transmigrator Space-Time Management Bureau's Angel Express', traveling across dimensions specifically to deliver a... parcel directly into your hands."
Ryo blinked his dual eyes, his mind plunging into complete, absolute bewilderment. How on earth does an entity of this nature exist?
Delivering a parcel... could it be another variant of a Golden Finger system? Designed specifically to allow the Great Ancestor to transcend past the boundaries of the Naruto world? Ryo boldly speculated, thousands of complex thoughts frantically spinning inside his brain.
"Exactly what constitutes the item delivered?"
"Well! It is an exceptionally massive wooden chest. Measuring roughly this size, and it commands a highly heavy physical mass, weighing well over two hundred pounds." Nagato extended his arms to map out the visual dimensions across the air.
Ryo gave a firm nod, "What rests inside the interior?"
Nagato shook his head smoothly, "The sealing formulas and barrier arrays blanketing the chest are monumentally intricate and dense. The Sealing Team explicitly stated that throughout the entire village, strictly you and Kushina command the capacity to safely unravel the formulas. Because it was designated as a custom package for you, we refrained from deploying brute physical force to break it open."
Ryo's dual eyes instantly went wide, "A SEALING FORMULA?!"
The Transmigrator Space-Time Management Bureau follows local customs exceptionally well, don't they? To think they actually know how to deploy standard sealing ninjutsu arrays right inside the Naruto world?
"You absolute bastard, is it truly this amusing to play games with me? The entity standing right in front of me is definitively a Shadow Clone, isn't it? Talk about being exceptionally playful, the Great Ancestor came incredibly close to genuinely believing your prose!"
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