He had two data reports on Hulk.
One was just collected.
The other was collected two weeks ago by Stark, with the goal of creating an anti-Hulk armor capable of confronting, or even stopping, Hulk.
The anti-Hulk armor probably hadn't been made yet; the closest thing to it was Mark 38, Igor, which had considerable power and tonnage but lacked maneuverability.
However, Tony had already blown that up like fireworks.
Judging from the data in both reports, the Hulk currently controlled by Banner himself was significantly weaker in terms of strength and other metrics than before.
There was already a height difference; last time it was 2.4 meters, this time only 2.2 meters.
However, both height and strength would fluctuate during combat depending on emotional changes, though the peak was slightly lower.
This was because Banner's personality was too gentle and calm.
But this also indicated that Hulk's characteristic of increasing in strength with rising anger had not disappeared; it was just harder to achieve than before.
Yet, it was also more controllable.
A lower baseline was fine; both Qingshui and Tony could raise this baseline.
All it took was equipping an Iron Suit to improve it.
If Banner were to learn some combat techniques, both the upper and lower limits would improve.
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Naruto World.
A brand new, large computer was assembled and placed on the desk.
Both the keyboard and mouse were now laid out.
On the interface, the mouse cursor clicked rapidly.
The computer already had a complete graphical user interface—though simple, it could indeed be considered a complete graphical user interface, as Qingshui had directly referenced, and largely copied, Microsoft Windows 1.0 to create it.
Although this original version of the Windows system wasn't well-received by users when it debuted in 1983, it's undeniable that Windows 1.0 was actually quite well-made, and it would make it easier and more intuitive for these new Puppetry learners in the Sand Village to become familiar with subsequent versions of the Windows operating system.
The version Qingshui had created now was not much different from the original, aside from the existing MS-DOS Executive file manager, Notepad, Calculator, Print Manager, and Paint functions. It also added support for the early versions of Word and Excel, two important office software programs.
It couldn't even overlay windows, nor did it have Reversi, let alone classic games like Minesweeper and Solitaire, but this didn't stop Sasori and a group of Puppetry users from staring intently at the screen.
A graphical user interface was far more intuitive than the primitive operating systems they had before.
"Your movements are too fast. As soon as the hardware met the requirements, you brought this out, as if you didn't need any development time at all, as if you already had the answer."
Sasori manipulated the mouse with a look of surprise, feeling a blow to his inner self.
How could the development be so fast!
After all these years, Sasori believed that as Qingshui devoted some of his energy to other areas, he had gradually caught up to Qingshui, not only developing epoch-making puppets that could be used with Kekkei Genkai but also keeping pace with Qingshui in new Puppetry techniques.
But this time, what Qingshui brought out was too fast, wasn't it?
"Ah, this..."
Qingshui looked at Sasori's expression, feeling a bit guilty.
Oh, great, are you really going to tell him the truth?
"Tell me, did you start preparing for this long before the hardware developed to its current level? When did you start?"
Sasori asked Qingshui.
Oh, right, right, this is a good excuse!
"I started preparing last year."
Qingshui thought for a moment and said to Sasori.
Sasori asked again, "Around this time last year?"
Qingshui: "Exactly."
He remembered Bill Gates seemed to have taken a year to complete Windows 1.0.
So, he also took a year, that should be about right, shouldn't it?
Sasori frowned.
"If it were me, it would definitely take much longer. Even if we brought in others we've trained, it would take at least a year. You, alone, developed it in just one year."
Sasori sighed.
Qingshui raised an eyebrow slightly.
Oh no.
The development of the first version of the Windows operating system wasn't solely Bill Gates's achievement; he led a team of fifty-five people, and it still took them a year to develop it.
"Ahem, let's not get sidetracked with these miscellaneous things for now. Both the system and hardware have been upgraded. Any other related facilities and equipment that need upgrading can be upgraded. We can also start replacing the ones in the Kazekage Building and other places. Any future upgrades will be based on this current set, replacing the system and hardware."
Qingshui deliberately changed the subject, continuing, "Your mission now is twofold: first, continue to upgrade hardware and improve computing power following the original path; second, use the graphical interface I've created to develop other related software, such as retrieval functions, music and video playback, wireless and wired network connectivity, data security, and even gaming features…"
Qingshui stood up and began assigning tasks.
Of course, he could have directly copied these things himself, but he couldn't do everything.
At the very least, these people had to genuinely produce some projects so they could support future research and development. Otherwise, the technology he copied would be like a giant with a limp—convenient in the short term, but useless for the future, with a very limited ceiling.
If Qingshui alone could manage everything, what would be the point of having these people?
He wanted people who could help him, not for him to be a babysitter.
Pulling up seedlings to help them grow was not an advisable approach.
Even a genius like Sasori was no exception; he just grew faster than others, at most.
After finishing work with the Puppet Force, Qingshui had a simple lunch with Pakura, then immediately rushed to the Advanced Swordplay Class to begin teaching.
Almost every Special Jonin and above in the Sand Village had received Qingshui's Breathing Style training, even those in a competitive relationship with Qingshui, like Rasa and Karura.
No ninja would refuse power, especially since the time cost of practicing the Breathing Style wasn't high.
Even the Third Kazekage, Chiyo, and Ebizo had learned the Breathing Style, let alone Rasa and the others. Even if it meant being a step below Qingshui, Rasa wouldn't give up learning.
Qingshui wasn't too bothered by this, as he no longer considered Rasa a rival.
After all, in his eyes, Rasa posed no threat.
Two years ago, when he was still unestablished, Rasa might have been able to contend with his head start, but now, the two were no longer in the same league, neither in strength nor influence.
Yet, Rasa was still making his last effort.
Just like Danzō.
He knew himself that it would be difficult for him to ever surpass the Third Hokage and seize the Hokage position, yet he still worked towards it.
Because they had both once been very close to that position.
Those who had learned the Breathing Style and whose skill had been recognized by Qingshui became instructors for the Advanced Swordplay Class, teaching the Breathing Style to those they deemed worthy.
Without exception, these individuals all had at least Jonin-level strength and ninja ranks. In every ninja village, they were relatively reliable core forces, having passed background checks.
To date, only about twenty people, including the Third Kazekage and others, had passed Qingshui's assessment of their Breathing Style mastery.
It wasn't a large number, nor was it particularly small.
After all, they had less than two years to practice the Breathing Style.
Having this many was already impressive, given the large initial pool.
The Demon Slayer Corps had fewer than a thousand members, while the Sand Village had over ten thousand ninjas. Although selection was required for training, there were still one or two thousand people, some of whom had even less training time.
Moreover, they were ninjas, not swordsmen. Aside from the Breathing Style, their true core was Ninjutsu. While the Breathing Style had a decent lower limit, relying solely on it wouldn't even make one a Jonin unless mastered to perfection. The true path lay in combining both.
Qingshui used the standard set by Sakonji Urokodaki, who had taught him Wind Breathing.
Those twenty-odd people had all practiced the Breathing Style to the level of Constant Breathing and mastered all the basic forms of that Breathing Style.
A small number among them had the strength of a Hashira, but none could activate the Transparent World.
However, one had learned the forms.
"Stone Breathing, Third Form: Stone Body Skin!"
In the training ground, smoke and dust swirled, and sand and stones flew.
A young man with short, bluish-purple hair was panting, swinging a greatsword, and struggling to defend against Qingshui's casual attacks.
This person was Zisha. Originally, he was just a Chunin with mediocre Ninjutsu but a talent for Taijutsu, seventeen years old.
At that age, being only a Chunin meant limited future progress. In the end, he might only become a Special Jonin specializing in Taijutsu.
However, he had a special talent for the Breathing Style. Qingshui even wondered if he was related to Ziluo, who created the Seven Days Breathing Style in the original timeline—perhaps his father.
Because even before Qingshui taught the Breathing Style, Zisha, then only sixteen, had already devised a simple yet effective Breathing Style that involved greatly absorbing air, using Chakra to strengthen and activate his cells, and releasing some of his body's limitations.
The principle was very similar to the Breathing Style, though cruder, it was effective.
This was in the same vein as the Seven Days Breathing Style.
Perhaps it was because Zisha excelled in Taijutsu, and while his Ninjutsu was mediocre, it wasn't hopeless. Or perhaps it was because the Sand Village previously lacked in the Taijutsu field and didn't emphasize it, influencing Zisha's perception and preventing him from focusing his efforts in this area. It wasn't until the future Ziluo couldn't even use Ninjutsu that he truly developed and perfected this crude Breathing Style.
As for now, because Qingshui taught a more complete and systematic Breathing Style, Zisha quickly stood out. In less than two years, he not only rose to Special Jonin but also reached Jonin-level strength. When activating the forms, he even had combat power close to an Elite Jonin and, like Tomioka Giyuu and Tokito Muichiro, developed subsequent forms based on the existing Breathing Style techniques.
He had already conceived the rough idea for the sixth form of Stone Breathing.
Of course, if he were to truly fight against people at the Elite Jonin level, he would most likely lose, as his shortcomings in other areas were too obvious.
The reason he hadn't been made a Jonin yet was also because he wasn't qualified in those other aspects.
He hadn't mastered two or more Chakra Nature Transformations, lacked command ability in small to medium-sized battles, and hadn't led enough high-level missions, among other things.
The first item, Zisha would likely find difficult to master, but if someone could master two or more Breathing Styles to the Constant Breathing level, it would be the same.
*Boom!*
In the training ground, Qingshui sent Zisha flying with a punch, embedding him into the wall.
Qingshui's punch seemed powerful, but it was actually very controlled; the force passed through Ziluo's body into the wall behind, causing him no significant harm.
"You've pretty much reached your limit for now. To make further breakthroughs and glimpse the realm of the Transparent World, your current foundation isn't strong enough. Only then will you have the chance to challenge and surpass your limits."
Qingshui walked over to Zisha, used Mystical Palm Technique to heal his minor injuries, and spoke.
"I understand, Lord Qingshui!"
Zisha stood up from the ground and said loudly.
"Alright, you should head back for now. You can consider taking on more high-level missions to gain experience recently. I have some other matters to attend to."
Qingshui said to Zisha.
"Yes, Lord Qingshui."
The latter discreetly withdrew.
Two seconds later, a blonde Anbu wearing a black combat suit and a mask appeared in front of Qingshui.
Is this... Yashamaru?
"Lord Qingshui, Lord Third has requested your urgent presence. Please proceed to the Sand Hidden Hospital immediately."
The Anbu spoke in a hurried tone.
Sand Hidden Hospital?
Not the Kazekage Building?
"I'll be right there."
Qingshui nodded to Yashamaru, then instantly vanished.
A few seconds later, at the Sand Village Hospital.
Qingshui's figure appeared at the main entrance.
Four years ago, Tsunade trained the Ninja World's first official Medical Ninja, bringing immense strategic value to Konoha during the Second Great Ninja War. This prompted other nations to follow suit. It was also around that time that Chiyo established a Medical Squad, recruiting Sand Hidden Village's first batch of Medical Ninja, including Jianxue.
The Sand Hidden Hospital was established the following year, with the first batch of Medical Ninja as its core. Qingshui later participated in the subsequent management and training of Medical Ninja, as well as the establishment of hospital procedures.
Therefore, most of the doctors here recognized Qingshui.
"Lord Qingshui, you're finally here! Lord Third, Elder Chiyo, and Jonin Karura are all in the critical care room on the second floor."
A Medical Ninja waiting at the entrance saw Qingshui and quickly stepped forward, speaking in a low voice.
"Is it Rasa?"
"Yes, his condition is extremely difficult, even Lord Chiyo..."
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