Scientific Naruto: The Magneto of the Hyuga Clan

In the early morning, Hyuga Satoru, who had been tossing and turning all night, got up with great difficulty and headed to the ninja academy.

He was so excited about awakening the Electromagnetic Force last night that he could hardly sleep at all. His Byakugan had become panda eyes, and the white pupils, under the siege of the dark circles, resembled a sandwich cake.

"Hey! Satoru, why do you look so listless today?"

Anko beside him looked at him curiously, holding a dango in her hand and munching on it relishfully.

"I'm fine."

Anko thought for a while, then suddenly leaned towards Hyuga Satoru and whispered, "Satoru, what did you mean by 'living until the end of the big finale' yesterday?"

Hyuga Satoru thought for a while and said, "It's something really amazing."

"Oh!" Seeing that Hyuga Satoru didn't seem to want to answer, Anko pouted and didn't ask any further.

Looking at the colorful dango in Anko's hand, Hyuga Satoru's mind conjured up the image of Anko turning into a sweet potato decades later. Suddenly, he felt a wave of physical discomfort. Although Anko wasn't extremely beautiful now, she was still quite good-looking. How could she turn into an old aunt in the future?

"By the way, let me remind you of something. Eat fewer dango."

"Why?" Anko took a bite of the dango, glanced at Hyuga Satoru, and said, "Will I not be able to live until the end of the big finale?"

Hyuga Satoru thought for a while and said, "It's worse than not being able to live until the end of the big finale."

Anko:???

Just as Anko was about to say something, she heard someone in the class yell, "The homeroom teacher is here!" The noisy class immediately fell silent, and everyone sat up straight with their bodies rigid.

Fujino Daikichi walked to the podium with textbooks in his arms and announced with a smile, "Students, this morning's classes will mainly be theoretical courses. In the afternoon, there will be a practical class on Shuriken Throwing Skill. I hope students can study hard."

A Shuriken Throwing Skill class? Hyuga Satoru's brows twitched. This was just the right opportunity to test his control ability over the shuriken with the Electromagnetic Force. He had trained with kitchen utensils for a long time last night.

"Students, now turn to Chapter 1, Section 3 of the textbook *An Outline of the Will of Fire (Nindo no Kihon)*, and we'll continue yesterday's lesson."

"Okay..."

As soon as Hyuga Satoru saw the analysis of the Will of Fire in the textbook, he started to feel sleepy. So he simply covered his head with the textbook and lay down on the table to sleep.

When Fujino Daikichi saw this scene, his eyelids twitched with anger, but then he seemed to think of something and gently shook his head.

"For a member of the Hyuga clan's branch family, the consequences of not working hard can be really dire."

Then he looked at another seat in the class. A boy with a bandage around his forehead and snow-white pupils was looking at the textbook with a serious expression.

Fujino Daikichi smiled slightly and said, "Compared to him, Iruka is much more studious."

After a while, Hyuga Satoru stretched his body with a long yawn. He was now full of energy. Not only did he not feel the weakness he usually had just after waking up, but he also felt as if his whole body was full of strength.

Hyuga Satoru thought for a while. It should be that the Electromagnetic Force adjusted his biological magnetic field during his rest, allowing his state to recover more quickly.

At present, he still couldn't actively manipulate his biological magnetic field. But when he cultivated the Electromagnetic Force to a higher level, perhaps he could actively regulate the biological magnetic field, making his vitality extremely exuberant and having a constitution like that of the First Hokage, where his injuries would heal quickly.

In the afternoon, Fujino Daikichi led the students to the playground and started the relevant training for Shuriken Throwing Skill, including the force exerted by the wrist, throwing techniques, and so on.

Hyuga Satoru noticed that most of the children from the ninja clans were absent-minded, while those from commoner backgrounds were listening intently.

The reason was that the descendants of the ninja clans had basically received training from their elders before entering school, while it was difficult for commoner children to obtain such knowledge. They were not on the same starting line from the beginning.

No matter what era it was, commoners were always the ones getting exploited! Hyuga Satoru sighed.

Even though it was just the beginning of the school term, some classmates already had a substantial amount of chakra. Their biological magnetic fields were much stronger. In comparison, the commoner classmates were like fireflies.

Looking at the white-haired boy at the front, Hyuga Satoru frowned slightly. The biological magnetic field of Kakashi Hatake was actually so strong. He probably almost had the chakra of a Genin. Truly worthy of being a genius who became a Jonin at the age of 12.

"Alright, the explanation is over." Fujino Daikichi clapped his hands. "Next is the shuriken throwing training. I will record your scores. Komiyako, you go first."

"Yes."

The black-haired girl replied somewhat timidly. She walked out from the crowd and stood next to Fujino Daikichi. About ten meters in front of her was a wooden target, and beside it was a bamboo basket filled with shurikens.

Komiyako picked up a shuriken, recalled what Fujino Daikichi had just explained, and threw it forcefully at the wooden target.

Smack!

The shuriken stuck in the outer ring.

"Six points, not bad."

Komiyako threw a few more.

"Five points, six points, seven points..."

Finally, Fujino Daikichi nodded. "Okay, next one."

Hyuga Satoru observed the shuriken throwing situation. As his fingers twitched slightly, several shurikens on the edge of the bamboo basket trembled.

"The mass of a shuriken is really light. According to Newton's second law, force is inversely proportional to mass. It should be a lot easier for me to manipulate than a kitchen knife."

Just then, an exclamation suddenly came from the crowd.

"My god, how did he do that?"

Hyuga Satoru looked over and saw that Kakashi was holding several shurikens in each hand. He threw them with both hands without the slightest pause. His movements were as smooth as flowing water, and all the shurikens hit the bullseye.

"So amazing!"

"Is he... a genius?"

Fujino Daikichi nodded with a smile. Well, his basic skills were very solid. In terms of the Shuriken Throwing technique alone, he was already no weaker than an average Genin. Truly worthy of being the son of Lord White Fang.

"Kakashi Hatake, full marks. Next one."

"I'll go."

As soon as Fujino Daikichi's voice fell, a black long-haired girl suddenly rushed out from the crowd and landed in the position where Kakashi had just thrown. She also threw with both hands. Her movements were as smooth as flowing water, and all the shurikens hit the bullseye.

"Truly worthy of being the Uchiha clan. Rin Uchiha, full marks!" Fujino Daikichi said with satisfaction.

Do they really have to be such overachievers?

Hyuga Satoru's eyelids twitched.

In his eyes, Rin Uchiha had already become an overachiever.

In his previous life, he had had enough of those overachievers. He never thought that after transmigrating into the world of Naruto, he would meet another one.

Rin Uchiha coldly glanced at Kakashi and then walked back to her position, while beside her, Obito Uchiha excitedly shouted.

"Hey, Kakashi, did you see that? This is the strength of our Uchiha clan. Just wait, I will definitely defeat you!"

Kakashi completely ignored him.

Hyuga Satoru looked at Obito speechlessly. The others also looked at him acting all excited like they were looking at a fool. Who could have imagined that such a guy would actually become a big boss in the future?

"Next, Obito Uchiha."

「It's my turn.」Obito walked to the front excited. 「Let you all take a good look at my strength. I've been secretly training with shuriken for a long time.」

Obviously, Rin Uchiha's performance gave him great confidence.

He picked up a shuriken and threw it forcefully. Something that shocked everyone happened. That shuriken actually grazed past the target.

「Missed the target, 0 points.」Fujino Daikichi said listlessly.

「I don't believe it. An accident. This must be an accident!」Obito Uchiha threw another shuriken in a fit of anger. However, he missed the target again.

「0 points.」Fujino Daikichi was speechless...

Kakashi Hatake glanced at Obito and then quickly averted his gaze.

Rin Uchiha helplessly turned her face away. Her expression seemed to say, Don't look at me, don't look at me. I'm not of the same clan as him.

「Mistake! Mistake! This is definitely a mistake! This is not my real level.」

Obito threw another shuriken.

「0 points...」

He threw another one.

「0 points...」

「Hahaha...」

There was thunderous laughter all around.

Obito's face flushed red. He was like a puffed-up chili pepper, gnashing his teeth.

「I just don't believe it!」

He forcefully threw the last shuriken in his hand.

Pa!

The shuriken firmly stuck in the bullseye position.

The air suddenly fell silent.

Obito was stunned for a moment and then burst out laughing.

「I said it was a mistake just now. This is my real strength. Did you all see that?」

He turned around and saw that everyone was looking at him like he was a fool. Rin Uchiha covered her face with her palm in despair. What she was thinking at this moment was whether she should dispose of this guy in advance for the sake of the Uchiha clan's reputation.

「You... what are you all doing? I clearly hit the bullseye?」Obito stammered.

Fujino Daikichi said listlessly, 「Obito, take a good look again.」

Obito turned around. His eyelids twitched violently, and his mouth dropped open wide as if he could swallow an orange.

「This... this... How is this possible?」

It turned out that what he hit wasn't the target for the test at all, but the target of a classmate from another group a few meters away. The other person was holding a shuriken, about to throw it, and looking at him in a daze.

In the corner, Hyuga Satoru's mouth curved slightly upward as he quietly withdrew his fingers.