"I understand your strength. Let's stop here for today's competition and take a rest."

He patted Itachi on the shoulder and walked into the museum.

"this is for you."

Samui handed Itachi an ice pack and asked him to apply it on his cheek.

"Thanks."

Itachi held the ice pack with his hand. Although his cheek hurt, he was more concerned about the punch his uncle had just given.

Why did you fall into an illusion?

His uncle clearly didn't open his Sharingan and didn't make eye contact with him, yet he made him fall into an illusion. It was simply unbelievable.

Could it be that you can use your fists to release illusions?

Is this possible?

Itachi frowned, puzzled by this.

While he was thinking hard.

"You've rested enough, let's start exercising."

Duan came over with a pair of dumbbells and said to his nephew, "From today on, you have to train six times a week, including chest, back, arms, shoulders, and legs. You can't relax."

With a bang, Duan threw the dumbbells in front of Itachi and told Samyi: "You will be Itachi's coach and guide his movements."

"Yes, curator."

Samyi responded. She followed suit and worked from morning to night for three years, and she was considered a professional fitness instructor.

then.

Under the guidance of Samyi, Itachi Uchiha officially started his fitness journey.

Duan stood aside, eating the steak with relish and giving some advice from time to time.

Soon, two hours passed.

"Ho...ho..."

Itachi was lying on his back on the ground, his face was red and he was sweating profusely, his chest was heaving violently and he was panting.

Fitness is much more difficult and tiring than he imagined.

During the exercise just now.

Samui asked Itachi not to use chakra and could only rely on the power of his body. Not only did he order him to complete every action in a standard manner, but he also continued to increase the weight.

Until the Itachi's limit is exceeded.

After all this tossing, Itachi's chest muscles and arms were extremely sore, accompanied by a strong sense of tearing.

Well done.

However, Itachi's "torture" was not over yet.

I saw Duan took out a large piece of fresh chicken breast from the refrigerator and threw it directly into the juicer. After some stirring, it turned into a brown and viscous liquid.

At least one liter.

With Weasel's eyes filled with surprise and a hint of panic, he handed the large glass of chicken breast juice to his nephew's mouth.

"When children are growing, they need to take in more nutrients, especially protein. If you have lost your teeth and can't eat, this cup of chicken breast juice is clean and hygienic. Drink it."

A smile broke out.

This cup of rich chicken breast juice represents the uncle's love for his nephew.

"..."

Itachi looked embarrassed, but he still took it with both hands, then raised it up, closed his eyes and drank it in one breath.

This thing smells like chicken shit.

Itachi couldn't help but put on a "mask of pain", his stomach also spasmed, and he was about to vomit.

"Don't vomit. If you vomit, the drink will be in vain."

He pressed his nephew's shoulders and said earnestly, "From now on, you must drink a cup of chicken breast juice every day to keep fit. My poor nephew joined the Anbu when he was only 11 years old and worked hard every day. If his body is exhausted,

It's not good to die young."

As far as I know.

It seems that Itachi in the original novel contracted lung disease from overwork and coughed himself up.

And Zhuang is 24 years old, and he has never had a cold or fever since he was a child. The most direct reason is that he is very strong.

Therefore, it is good for health for ferrets to gain some muscle.

"Thank you, uncle."

In response to Duan's concern, Itachi forced out a smile. Although the smile was a bit ugly, it was the first time he smiled since he came here.

"Go take a shower and change clothes. Don't catch a cold."

He quickly pulled his nephew up from the ground.

ten minutes later.

Itachi opened the bathroom door and walked out wearing a white T-shirt with cartoon patterns on it and a pair of black shorts.

a bit big.

"This is the clothes the curator wore when he was three years old. There is no smaller one. You can make do with it."

Samyi covered her mouth and said, trying not to snicker and trying to maintain her iceberg beauty persona.

Itachi: "..."

No wonder the style is so childish.

at this time.

With a bang, the door to the gym was pushed open, and two masked ninjas walked in.

"Itachi Uchiha, come with us." The two came to Itachi and said in a voice without any emotion, like a robot.

Itachi's pupils shrank, recognizing the other person as Genbu. He nodded silently, and then bowed to Dan and Samui:

"Uncle, senior Samyi, I'm going back first."

"etc."

Dan stretched out his big hand to stop Itachi and asked, "Are they your ANBU colleagues? I remember that your colleague is obviously a white-haired guy, I think his name is Kakashi?"

Hearing this, the two root ninjas took a step forward and gave a cold warning to Duan:

"Uchiha Dan, I advise you not to meddle in other people's business."

"You know me?"

Duan was a little surprised, and then replied naturally, "As an uncle, is there anything wrong with me caring about my nephew?"

When he said these words, he put his big hand on Itachi's head.

Itachi froze, and what he wanted to explain to his uncle was suppressed.

The two of them looked at each other, but after all they didn't force themselves. They seemed to know that this person was a bit difficult to deal with.

One of them finally revealed their purpose:

"We were ordered to take Itachi to see the Hokage to assist Lord Danzo."

really.

Once you cut it off, you will know that the other person is not an ANBU, but a person from the root.

Genbu is affiliated with the Anbu and is nominally the training department of the Anbu, but in fact it is not under the control of the Third Hokage and is only loyal to Danzo.

Regarding my nephew Itachi Uchiha.

He was too lazy to take care of it before, but now he has decided to take care of it, and he will take care of it to the end, and will not allow Danzo to harm his nephew again.

then.

He pressed Itachi's head and said to the two roots without thinking:

"Itachi is my sister's son, so he can be considered my son after all. As a parent, I don't want him to go out alone at this late hour, so I want to go with him."

"Impossible!" The two flatly refused.

"Why, is there something shameful? Then I have to go. If you don't agree to my request, get out of here."

Duan said expressionlessly, his tone was obviously very calm, but he was not angry or intimidating.

"Jie, don't be ungrateful!"

The two Genbu couldn't bear it anymore and immediately prepared to take action.

At this moment of tension.
To be continued...