Chapter 338: Gaming Helmet
This was the first time Uchiha Fugaku had ever seen such a heaven-defying genius in his life. In terms of ninjutsu talent, he readily admitted defeat. Even Uchiha Sasuke and Uzumaki Naruto's ninjutsu aptitude probably couldn't compare to Ichikawa Ao's.
After this period of careful guidance using the Shadow Clone Technique, Ichikawa Ao had theoretically mastered an S-rank ninjutsu, but his chakra reserves had not yet reached the required level, so he was unable to perform it.
The hand seals were flawless; the only thing lacking was chakra.
Next, all he needed to do was continue refining and replenishing his chakra. Once that was done, he would step into the strength tier of an elite jōnin within the village.
To grow from a helpless goblin into an elite jōnin in just half a month of training—if word got out, hardly anyone would believe it.
After all, becoming a ninja was never easy.
Although Uzumaki Kushina appeared carefree, she still felt slightly uncomfortable whenever she glanced at Uchiha Fugaku.
Being seen naked the first time was barely acceptable—after all, he was the one who had resurrected her, and she had been revived without clothes, leaving her no room to complain.
But the second time… that was purely her own carelessness. She hadn't locked the bathroom door, assuming no one would use the bathroom in the middle of the night.
All things considered, most of the blame lay with her, so she couldn't pursue the matter further.
"I'm done eating, Mikoto. I'm going to the study. I won't be eating lunch—I have something very important to deal with. Don't look for me for a while, alright?"
After giving his instructions, Fugaku hurried upstairs.
His system had just undergone a new change.
It had sent him a gaming helmet.
Because he had been eating earlier, Fugaku hadn't examined it carefully.
After quickly finishing his noodles, he took another look and immediately realized the importance of the helmet. That was why he instructed Uchiha Mikoto and the others not to disturb him.
Back in the study, Fugaku carefully reread the attachment sent along with the gaming helmet by the system. It contained a detailed introduction.
In short, this gaming helmet could randomly generate five anime worlds at the start. He could choose one anime world to conquer, complete the tasks issued by the helmet, and after finishing all tasks, obtain anime points.
These anime points could be used to purchase items from the system store and had many other applications.
Simply put, anime points were extremely important—similar to in-game currencies like vouchers or gold coins.
Moreover, this new mode greatly intrigued Fugaku.
Back in his previous life, he loved watching anime—almost all kinds. As long as it suited his taste, he would usually finish it: sports anime, school anime, battle anime, healing anime, and more.
Every time he watched anime and immersed himself in it, whenever a plot made him feel regret, he would inevitably think, "If only things had gone this way instead."
He never expected that after transmigrating into the Naruto world, he would still have a chance to visit other anime worlds.
The full name of the gaming helmet didn't matter. What mattered was its function—soul transmigration, allowing his soul to travel to those worlds.
Moreover, if he died there, his soul would be protected by the system and simply return along its original path, without true death.
For Fugaku, this was a completely risk-free experience. Since there was no danger of death or loss, there was no reason not to go. In fact, he was already impatient to start immediately.
As for the starting method, he could choose an option similar to restarting—randomly becoming a newborn baby.
He dismissed that option immediately.
A baby was far too young. He would have to wait many years to grow up, and he didn't have that kind of patience. When entering an anime world through the gaming helmet, he wouldn't bring any abilities with him.
This was different from the Land of Hot Springs cave, where he had entered the Goblin World with all his powers intact.
If he restarted as a baby, he would need to wait for his body to grow. To even participate in the main storyline, he would need to be several years old at minimum.
Without any abilities, if he were placed in a battle-oriented anime, it would be far too late by the time he grew up.
He wanted to save something, recover something, make up for regrets, fulfill dreams—he needed at least a normal, healthy body to do so.
Aside from restarting, the system offered two other options.
The first was possessing a body that had just died. In a world with countless people, deaths occurred constantly—young and old alike. This option allowed him to define a general scope and profession, avoiding the risk of possessing an elderly body.
The second option resembled character creation in an RPG. He could choose his age, height, appearance, and more. However, this feature was currently locked and required a large number of anime points to unlock.
At present, only the first two options were available.
Fugaku had no intention of restarting, so he naturally chose the second option—possessing a recently deceased body.
Additionally, he learned that once he put on the gaming helmet and started the game, time in the Naruto world would freeze.
In other words, no matter how long he stayed in the anime world, no time would pass here.
Even if he chose to restart and live there for over ten years, it would still be fine—but he felt that was unnecessary.
Without hesitation, Fugaku put on the gaming helmet.
The helmet looked almost identical to the one used by the protagonist in an anime from his previous life titled "If the Ultimate Evolution of a Fully Immersive RPG Is Even Worse Than Reality."
The only difference was that the protagonist's helmet was wired, while Fugaku's was completely wireless and required no external power source.
The helmet in Fugaku's hands was essentially a premium version.
After all, the anime protagonist was merely playing a game—Fugaku, on the other hand, was connecting to myriad worlds.
With a crisp click, his vision shifted as soon as he put on the helmet. A scene similar to the opening screen of an RPG appeared.
He found himself staring into a pure white space, and soon, prompt text appeared before his eyes, asking him to make a selection.
Fugaku glanced at the options and decisively chose Possession.
There were three options in total; the third was grayed out and unavailable. Only Restart and Possession could be selected.
After confirming his choice, a clear ding echoed.
"Capturing anime worlds: 1… 2… 3… 4… 5.
Five anime worlds captured.
Player, please select an anime world to begin."
[Shinigami]
[Attack on Titan]
[Tokyo Ghoul]
[One Piece]
[Grand Blue]
Fugaku focused his gaze and scanned the list.
The first four were all extremely popular battle-type anime from his previous life. Only the last one was a comedy.
Among all the anime he had watched, Grand Blue was, in his opinion, the funniest.
As for his fondness for it—he rewatched it one to two times every year.
By now, he had seen it at least ten times.
It could be said that he knew every plot detail by heart. And yet, no matter how many times he watched it, he would still laugh uncontrollably every single time.
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