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Ordinary shinobi can hardly bear the side effects brought by the Uchiha Clan'sSharingan.
Not just ordinary shinobi—even someone like Kakashi Hatake would find it difficult to determine whether a single Sharingan truly represents enhancement or weakening for him.
Even setting aside outsiders, if Uchiha Clan shinobi themselves recklessly use the Sharingan after awakening it, the consequences are equally unbearable.
For various reasons, when Yūshin first saw a pair of Mangekyō Sharingan, his immediate reaction wasn't greed, but rather surprise and wariness.
If this had been before becoming "White Zetsu-Man," he probably wouldn't have remained so calm facing Mangekyō Sharingan. But now that he'd found a relatively stable method of growing stronger, there was no need to attempt another, riskier path.
Theoretically speaking, since Yūshin could transform into White Zetsu, perhaps he could withstand the risks brought by the Sharingan.
After all, White Zetsu possessed excellent adaptability to things like the Sharingan or Hashirama cells.
But one must consider their circumstances. In Yūshin's situation, could he really provoke the Uchiha Clan without leaving any traces?
A freely obtained Sharingan couldn't guarantee escape from Uchiha Clan investigation. No matter how secretly one used these eyes, information would eventually leak.
Casually impersonating an Uchiha identity was one thing—they definitely couldn't invest massive resources to investigate thoroughly. But what about stealing a pair of Mangekyō Sharingan?
The Uchiha Clan's mental state was already unstable; Yūshin had no desire to overstimulate them.
Furthermore, Yūshin's optic nerves certainly weren't as robust as those of the Uchiha Clan—could he simply extract new eyes and insert them for immediate use? He lacked such transplantation capabilities.
Therefore, whether based on emotional personal thoughts or rational judgment, Yūshin probably wouldn't engage in human organ trafficking.
Anyway, he wasn't particularly afraid of the Sharingan now, having no desires regarding it.
So the question became: how should he treat this Uchiha shinobi?
If he abandoned her here, there was no guarantee she could survive, considering her severe injuries.
Yūshin pondered, then said:
"Treat her wounds. Handle everything according to the previous 'Tobirama Senju incident.'"
Although last time involved "intrusion" while this time was "falling from heaven," there was essentially no difference between the two.
Regardless, a living Uchiha shinobi was definitely more valuable than a dead one.
Yūshin thought that since he'd previously extracted considerable benefits from Tobirama Senju, now that it was the Uchiha's turn, he shouldn't show favoritism.
Although deep grievances existed between the Uchiha and Senju clans, what relationship did that have with a small wandering shinobi group?
Yūshin decided to perform good deeds, treating himself as a battlefield Red Cross.
His only concern was this Uchiha shinobi's mental state. As always, Uchiha shinobi emotions often fluctuated dramatically—what if she caused destruction upon awakening?
Especially Uchiha shinobi who had awakened Mangekyō Sharingan—in a sense, they could all be considered fanatics at minimum.
Even without causing destruction, awakening to reenact the "Four Laughing Maniacs" would be unbearable. Frankly, their laughter was terrifying.
Regardless of prejudice, when a normal person enters a psychiatric hospital, they inevitably walk carefully around patients.
The camp's only two female members approached, lifting the collapsed woman like carrying a dead pig to one side, then began treating her wounds.
Yūshin scratched his head, helplessly addressing everyone:
"Rest briefly. We'll depart in two hours."
He discovered that his fortune and experiences had transformed from a certain point in time. Looking back now, this change might not have been beneficial.
Yūshin thought that one truly couldn't establish any connection with the Ōtsutsuki, otherwise various chaotic matters would follow in succession.
Previously, he was merely a bottom-tier shinobi struggling to survive. However, since making contact with White Zetsu, encounters with Sarutobi, Senju, and Uchiha had clearly elevated the circles he moved in.
A cannon fodder who couldn't even qualify as a supporting character, frequently contacting "main storyline" or even "protagonist" groups—continued contact could easily entrap oneself.
Two hours passed quickly. After treating the Uchiha shinobi's external wounds, someone constructed a simple stretcher, preparing to depart with the injured.
If merely performing good deeds, Yūshin could have simply abandoned her, as this Uchiha shinobi would likely survive after wound treatment.
However, given their current situation, any expenditure naturally sought returns. The luxurious realm of performing good deeds anonymously without expecting rewards was currently beyond their reach.
Forest departure had been postponed multiple times. Considering season and climate, Yūshin's group had reached the point where departure was imperative.
Once winter arrived, mountain resources would become scarce while hypothermia risks increased... So even though today brought the inauspicious omen of a "heaven-sent Uchiha," Yūshin still decided to follow the original action plan.
This decision proved correct, as snowflakes began falling from the sky one day after leaving camp.
Unlike entering the forest, everyone now possessed abundant stamina and moved swiftly.
Although they mostly traveled normally through the forest rather than like time-pressed mission-executing shinobi who refused to descend from treetops, by the second evening, they had reached the forest edge.
During the past period, this forest had provided safe shelter, with brief camp life creating comfortable illusions. Upon leaving familiar environments, many experienced reluctance and discomfort.
But inevitably, they couldn't continue living in the forest indefinitely.
Moreover, forest safety was illusory—sooner or later, this place would also be affected by warfare.
Reaching the forest edge, Yūshin decided to camp overnight, as proceeding further into the normal world would likely make even peaceful sleep a luxury.
The temporary camp was established beside a stream. Everyone lit fires and cooked—without careful observation, they could easily be mistaken for a traveling merchant group.
Yūshin first arranged nighttime surveillance matters, then returned to sit cross-legged at the camp center.
These past two days, he had continuously monitored the Uchiha shinobi without relaxing for a moment.
During this period, she remained unconscious while running a high fever. The camp's only assistance was physical cooling, fortunately she proved quite resilient.
Yūshin felt she should awaken soon.
Indeed, after busy camp establishment and dinner, accompanied by firelight against the gloomy night, the Uchiha shinobi finally opened her eyes.
Yūshin, who had remained nearby, immediately noticed her awakening.
However, she merely opened her eyes, lying quietly on the stretcher, staring at the pitch-black night sky and falling snowflakes for a considerable time before asking:
"What time is it now?"
Yūshin misunderstood her meaning, answering somewhat irrelevantly: "You've been unconscious for approximately two days."
"No, I mean what's today's date? If convenient, preferably which year, month, and day," she clarified.
Yūshin blinked, somewhat bewildered by this question.
See, Uchiha were indeed mentally unstable.
He opened his mouth to speak, then suddenly faltered.
After a brief silence, he finally said:
"The specific date... honestly, you've stumped me there."
Yūshin's group had been conducting wilderness survival in the mountains for so long that he'd actually forgotten the exact dates.
But immediately afterward, he realized her question seemed to subtly indicate something.
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