A moment after the clone disappeared, Yu Zhibo finally realized something was wrong.
The last clone was a chuunibyo clone, but this one seemed overly mature and calm. So, once my clones appear, do they inherit a part of my personality?
Yu Zhibo stroked his chin and began to ponder, but he didn't feel it was too abrupt. After all, he had always been very calm!
So, he decided to create another clone when he started cooking later.
Checking the time, he still had over two hours, so he began to process the ingredients.
First, there were two pieces of Mangniu meat and Tiger meat, each weighing forty jin.
Yu Zhibo roughly estimated everyone's strength and began to allocate the meat portions according to the team members' ranks.
He allocated ten jin to Li Fang and Wang Yan, thirty jin to the team leader, two jin each to Wang Ange and Su Caiying, who were both E-class, and one jin for the Li Shan Jun siblings combined. He himself would take three jin. In total, he decided to use 60 jin of D-class spirit meat for cooking.
Among them, there were 30 jin of Mangniu meat and 30 jin of Demon Tiger meat. Additionally, he took out 10 jin of spirit fish, which did not contain much spirit energy but was quite delicious, to make fish soup and pan-fried fish.
Vegetables were, of course, indispensable, so Yu Zhibo placed the 10 jin of spirit cabbage he had bought next to the kitchen counter.
Next, he prepared to start cooking.
With so many ingredients, he wouldn't be able to manage it all by himself. It was time to use his Shadow Clones to help.
In the original Naruto story, each use of a Shadow Clone would take half of the本体's chakra. However, after being used in this world, the Shadow Clones were modified by the system. Each use now cost a minimum of fifty spirit energy, and the本体's spirit energy could be freely allocated to the clone, with a maximum of two clones at a time.
To create more Shadow Clones, one would still need to learn the Multiple Shadow Clone Jutsu. However, with his current spirit energy, learning the Multiple Shadow Clone Jutsu was not very necessary.
After arranging the ingredients, Yu Zhibo crossed his fingers into a cross in front of his chest.
Shadow Clone Jutsu!
Bang!
A clone identical to him appeared again, but it only had the minimum of fifty spirit energy.
Yu Zhibo looked at the clone beside him, recalling the unusual personality of the clone created using the Summoning Jutsu. He asked, "Hello, I am the本体. May I ask what kind of clone you are?"
The clone immediately understood Yu Zhibo's meaning and spoke with an arrogant expression, "I am the proud clone who inherited your arrogant and conceited personality!"
Yu Zhibo rolled his eyes. With only fifty spirit energy, what was there to be proud of? "Go to the branch's trading market and buy some spirit star anise, spirit cinnamon, and spirit mushrooms for me. I need to stew meat."
Upon hearing this, the proud clone immediately put on an arrogant expression, "Okay!"
The entire Ningcheng Shenhua Branch, although not large, was complete in its facilities. It also had a trading market located in the southeast direction, one kilometer past the artificial lake, in a three-story building. Each floor was approximately five hundred square meters.
Although Yu Zhibo had never been there, he knew such a place existed.
Handing his phone to the clone to buy the spices, Yu Zhibo began to take the Demon Tiger meat out of the frozen delivery box.
The Demon Tiger meat felt cold to the touch, with its muscle fibers bright red and clearly defined. There were six pieces, each weighing forty jin, containing abundant energy.
Moreover, this Demon Tiger meat seemed to have been processed by an ability user specializing in ingredients. Even though it was D-class Demon Tiger meat, it could be easily cut with an ordinary kitchen knife, and the energy contained within would not be lost.
Just as Yu Zhibo was cutting a piece of meat against the grain, there was a sudden knock on the door.
"Mo Yu, go open the door!"
Meow!
Mo Yu turned into a black shadow and leaped from his shoulder, running to the living room to open the door.
"Not enthusiastic about eating means there's a problem with your thinking. Little Yu'er, sister is here. Do you need any help?"
As the door opened, Si Junfang's voice came through. Seeing Mo Yu opening the door, the corners of her lips curved, and with lightning speed, she scooped up Mo Yu, who was trying to escape, and held him in her arms.
Meow! Mo Yu was terrified. He struggled in her arms, kicking his hind legs wildly, causing a great commotion.
Yu Zhibo turned his head helplessly and said, "Team Leader, don't scare Mo Yu. He's timid."
Si Junfang was dressed in casual clothes at the moment, wearing a t-shirt and jeans, with Hongxing Erke sneakers on her feet. Her long silver hair cascaded down to her waist, making her look like a beautiful older sister next door.
Hearing Yu Zhibo's words, she pouted, put Mo Yu down, and looked at Yu Zhibo, who was in Kakashi's image, saying, "Are you planning to entertain everyone in this appearance?"
As soon as Mo Yu was put down, he turned into a black shadow and zipped to Yu Zhibo's shoulder, letting out a wronged whimper from his throat and rubbing his face with his dark, fluffy head.
Yu Zhibo's hands were stained with blood and inconvenient, so he rubbed his face against Mo Yu's to comfort him.
Hearing Si Junfang's words, Yu Zhibo thought it made sense. Wearing a mask was inconvenient, so he formed hand seals and performed the Transformation Jutsu.
After the smoke cleared, he had returned to his original appearance with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, but his hair was styled like Uchiha Sasuke's.
Feeling his new hairstyle, Yu Zhibo shook his hair with some novelty. It moved but remained neat, the standard Uchiha hair quality.
"How ugly!" Si Junfang looked at him with disdain. Knowing that he was determined to refuse a head pat, she couldn't be bothered to say more.
Then, like a loafer, she walked to the kitchen with a leisurely gait, looked at the meat on the cutting board, and then at him, "Do you really not need my help?"
"Just go sit and wait!" Yu Zhibo said with a smile, picking up the kitchen knife to cut meat again.
"Alright!" Si Junfang turned and walked towards the sofa. After sitting down, she took out her phone and started playing Teamfight Tactics.
So, Yu Zhibo continued to be busy.
Meanwhile
The Eternal Night World.
In the pitch-black space, it was completely dark, with only a pair of eyes with red pupils blinking gently in the darkness.
"What is this place?" Yu Zhibo's clone blinked, feeling that the surroundings were filled with dense dark matter and dark spirit energy, almost solidified. Even with his Sharingan activated, he could not see anything more than ten meters away.
The dark matter and dark spirit energy here were dozens of times more concentrated than in the place where he encountered the Taoist priest last time, severely obstructing his vision.
It was too dark.
Shaking his head, Yu Zhibo's clone circulated his spirit energy.
Chirp chirp chirp.
Lightning bloomed in his hand, arcs of electricity swirling. With a bird's cry, Yu Zhibo activated a miniaturized Chidori, and the surrounding dark matter receded like a tide. The dark spirit energy touched by the lightning began to convert into light spirit energy. Unfortunately, he was only a clone and could not absorb it to replenish himself.
As the lightning bloomed, the surrounding vision became clearer, allowing him to see about fifty meters ahead.
This seemed to be a plain corrupted by dark energy.
As far as the eye could see, there were no giant rocks or mountains. Underfoot was rotten, muddy black soil, and every few steps, there were plants resembling weeds, which were black. They brought a trace of dark vitality to this decaying space.
It was in such an environment that Yu Zhibo's clone, carrying a scroll, slowly walked through the darkness, wielding lightning.
After walking for an unknown amount of time, a huge shadow appeared ahead.
"Is it a rock?"
Yu Zhibo couldn't help but recall the giant rocks that were common in the dark world when he encountered the Taoist priest last time. He quickened his pace and walked forward.