Talent Entry Ninja of Konoha

There was no need to even consider ninjutsu or similar techniques.

"Out of the question." Ryosuke dismissed without hesitation.

Such an upgrade would be utterly meaningless for someone like him. His foundation was already beyond conventional ninja arts.

So, when it came to choosing an ability to improve, the only real options left for Ryosuke were the bloodline abilities he possessed.

Among them, only a few could actually be detected by the chat group's system.

After some thought, Ryosuke narrowed his sights to two specific pupil techniques—

One: Rinnegan.

The other: Tenseigan.

These two stood out not only for their potency but for their unique origins.

The Rinnegan was something Ryosuke had evolved himself, originating from the Sharingan. The talent entry system only accelerated the process—it didn't grant them.

That meant: the Rinnegan truly belonged to Ryosuke.

As for the Tenseigan, things were a little more complicated.

The Byakugan had been granted via a talent entry. Because of that, the original Byakugan could not be detected by the chat group.

However—

The Tenseigan was different.

Ryosuke had taken the Byakugan and evolved it himself into the Tenseigan. Since the transformation was achieved independently, the chat group recognized it.

Thus, both the Rinnegan and Tenseigan could be detected as legitimate bloodline abilities for enhancement.

Over time, Ryosuke had repeatedly evolved these two bloodlines.

Though the talent entries continued to assist, the bloodlines themselves were undeniably his own.

And because of that, the chat group could scan and recognize both bloodlines without interference.

"So if I want the biggest return on investment… I should upgrade one of these two." He considered carefully.

Then suddenly—

"Wait…"

A flash of inspiration.

Ryosuke opened his system window and quickly asked.

"Chat group, I want to improve my Super God Rinne-Sharingan. Is that possible?"

He sent the inquiry.

The Rinne-Sharingan was, after all, a fusion of the Rinnegan and Tenseigan. Technically, it was a composite ability. But perhaps…

"If the chat group recognizes it as a single bloodline…" Ryosuke's eyes gleamed, "Then I'll get a free upgrade to something even higher than either alone!"

It was worth testing.

Worst-case scenario, he'd fall back and choose between the Rinnegan or Tenseigan separately.

No loss either way.

A moment passed…

Then—

A message popped up in his mind.

"Are you sure you want to upgrade Super God Rinne-Sharingan?"

Bingo.

Ryosuke's heart surged with joy.

"Yes. Confirm upgrade!"

The very next moment—

A mysterious force surged into Ryosuke's eyes.

His entire chakra pathway system roared with activity as his pupil power soared, evolving toward a new, divine realm.

He closed his eyes.

A deep, resonant hum echoed around him.

Minutes passed.

And then—

He opened them again.

His eyes had changed.

Dramatically.

Golden irises now housed pupils shaped like white lotuses, glowing with sacred brilliance.

On each lotus petal were black tomoe, but unlike the traditional three, these were composed of multiple layers:

The outermost tomoe was large and hollow.

Within it, two smaller tomoe rotated—medium and small in size. All were intricately connected by pure white lines, outlining the divine symbol in full.

Despite the complexity, the overall aesthetic was far from eerie.

There was no chaos in his gaze. Instead, Ryosuke's eyes exuded an aura of majesty, divinity, and untouchable authority.

Before this upgrade, his Rinnegan and Tenseigan were already evolved to the mid-tier of High-God level.

But now—

This Rinne-Sharingan, the ultimate fusion of both bloodlines, had ascended to a level approaching the peak of Late-stage Godking level.

The power it radiated was overwhelming.

And it didn't stop there.

The system's upgrade had skyrocketed its performance.

Now, these eyes could instantly obliterate any being below Late Godking level with a mere glance.

Even if Ryosuke were to separate them again, the Rinnegan and Tenseigan individually remained at mid Godking-level.

They alone could slaughter anything below Early Godking-level effortlessly.

"Looks like my eyes… have become my strongest weapon again." Ryosuke smirked in satisfaction.

"Now that's what I call a proper ultimate prize."

But that wasn't all.

Ryosuke still held his terrifying 1243x talent entry multiplier—

A passive boost that could be stacked atop everything else.

With that multiplier applied to this newly evolved Rinne-Sharingan, he'd be standing at the very peak of the Godking level.

At the realm of gods, the gap between each minor stage wasn't small. It wasn't tenfold. It wasn't a hundredfold.

It was thousands of times.

And now?

When Ryosuke fully unleashed his current state—his divine body, his bloodlines, and most importantly, his newly upgraded Celestial Rinne-Sharingan—his combat power had already reached 600 times the level of someone just entering peak Godking level.

That meant there was just a 400× peak Godking level difference between him and invincible Godking level.

Unfortunately, his divine eyes—already beyond high god level—had now surpassed the boundaries of the talent entry [High God's Bloodline].

The bloodline power bonus or guidance to awaken and refine high-god tier bloodlines—

It no longer worked on his eyes.

The grade was simply too low.

After all…

This was Godking-tier, something a mere high-god grade talent entry couldn't even touch.

This was exactly why Ryosuke valued the talent entry attributes that enhanced overall power far more.

Unlike bloodline-based bonuses, these general power multipliers had no ceiling.

"No matter how powerful I become, those kinds of talent entries… always work." He mused.

Such talent entries were rare. But Ryosuke was lucky.

His own all-round strength boost from talent entries had already stacked up to more than a thousand times.

That was already absurdly high. So even if he couldn't keep finding talent entries of the exact same type, he wouldn't complain.

He didn't need to be greedy.

He was already invincible.

Even if the chat group threw another dimensional war at him, he could easily crush the entire battlefield by himself.

"To be honest… these so-called wars between worlds need balance to even be called wars."

At the very least—

Both sides should be of comparable strength.

If one side had a walking apocalypse while the other was barely scratching godhood, then…

"Isn't that just slaughter?"

Completely meaningless.

Although…

Ryosuke suspected that the Hokage Chat Group had its own internal system of logic.

Some kind of underlying rules or code that governed how dimensional wars were initiated and matched.

"It's probably simple." Ryosuke speculated.

"The system's upper limit right now is god level."

And since he himself had already surpassed that threshold, becoming a true high god-tier entity (according to chat group), the system likely no longer included him in its combat matching algorithms.

In other words, when the Hokage Chat Group assessed overall strength before connecting to a rival world for dimensional wars…

Ryosuke wasn't counted. The system only calculated the strength of other group members.

But that raised another question:

"Why ignore the strongest person in the group?"

The answer?

Twofold.

First, because Ryosuke had outgrown the system's numerical model—he was off the charts.

Second, if the system possessed any intelligence at all, it would naturally want to win every single dimensional war it initiated.

And with Ryosuke around?

Victory was guaranteed.

Even if the chat group was bound by rules, having someone like Ryosuke gave it a loophole.

It could still meet all required conditions while ensuring a 100% win rate.

"If it's smart, it's probably even helping cover my presence—just to make things look fair."

That way, the enemy wouldn't expect an unstoppable god to crash their party.

It was a win-win.

Ryosuke got rewards.

And the chat group? Likely earned mysterious benefits behind the scenes.

"Mutual benefit." Ryosuke nodded thoughtfully. "That's the only explanation that makes sense."

Of course, that was assuming the chat group really had intelligence to begin with.

Either way…

It didn't matter.

If it did, fine.

If not?

Ryosuke still won.

He didn't need to know all the answers.

Konoha, Ryosuke's residence.

While the rest of the group continued chatting and bragging about their rewards from the dimensional war, Ryosuke had already returned home.

He had other priorities.

Within the space of Daikokuten, he materialized another prize—

But this time, it wasn't Devil Fruits or ancient relics.

It was…

People.

Specifically—

A few girls, standing in silence before him.

"From now on, this is where you work." Ryosuke said calmly, his tone offering no room for discussion.

His voice wasn't loud, but it carried the weight of absolute dominance.

The girls' expressions ranged from anger to reluctance, but in the end—

They could only lower their heads and accept their new reality.

They had no choice. They'd witnessed Ryosuke's power firsthand.

Utter destruction.

No escape.

To attempt it would be suicide.

And death?

It wasn't something any of them wanted.

So—

They endured the humiliation for now.

"Maybe… someday… an opportunity will come," one of them thought, clenching her fists silently.

Even if the chance was slim—

Even if it bordered on delusion—

Hope was better than despair.

"Mabui," Ryosuke called out. "Take them down. Have them change clothes. Explain their new responsibilities."

"Yes, Master," Mabui bowed, her expression calm as always.

But as she turned to the new arrivals, her gaze softened.

She looked at them with a mix of sympathy and resignation, then beckoned them with a hand.

"Follow me."