Naruto: Saving the Universe by Stealing Attributes

"I've already told you everything I know. Please... please spare my life!"

Ōtsutsuki Tarō pleaded with a trembling voice.

Mirai chuckled. "And how exactly am I supposed to know whether you're telling the truth? Or if you've really told me everything?"

Tarō froze. "Then what will it take for you to believe me?"

"Oh, that's easy. I'll just take a little trip through your mind myself."

The smile on Mirai's face looked harmless enough—but Tarō's heart plummeted into despair.

Moments later, a blood-curdling scream echoed across the Moon.

It didn't last long.

Soon, Mirai stepped calmly away from a pile of ashes—what little remained of Ōtsutsuki Tarō—and began his return to the ninja world.

He had learned plenty from rummaging through Tarō's memories.

The location of their homeworld. How to contact it. The power structure on that world. Key codes and encrypted phrases...

Now came the next step: building up his forces on a massive scale.

After all, his real target was Ōtsutsuki Shibai. Wasting time on those lesser Ōtsutsuki pawns would be beneath him.

...

Back in the ninja world, Mirai summoned the key figures of power to a meeting.

Gaara, Orochimaru, Deidara, Chōjūrō, Kurotsuchi's father Kitsuchi, and Darui—all sat quietly in the conference room, waiting for Mirai to speak.

"I just killed twelve agents sent by the Ōtsutsuki clan."

He didn't mince words. "The Ōtsutsuki have taken notice of us. A war is inevitable."

"I don't fear Shibai. But I expect all of you to do your part."

"Starting now, lift all restrictions. Begin full-scale mining of Planet One, Planet Two, and Planet Three. I want every resource extracted at maximum speed. Our goal is to forge an unstoppable ninja army."

"The deadline is ten years. In ten years, we attack the Ōtsutsuki homeworld."

At those words, everyone in the room lit up with excitement.

Ever since learning of the Ōtsutsuki's existence, the ninja world had lived under their looming shadow. That alien clan could wipe them out at any moment.

To resist them, the nations had been developing their strength nonstop.

Now, finally, the day had come to strike back.

Darui was the first to speak up. "My Emperor, let me take the vanguard. I'll make sure not a single one of those bastards escapes alive!"

Deidara grinned. "With the Ōtsutsuki as my springboard, I'll spread my art across the entire universe."

Gaara's expression remained calm as always, but his words were firm.

"If it's your will, I'll follow you—even at the cost of my life."

Chōjūrō, Kitsuchi, and the others echoed their support without hesitation.

Seeing their determination, Mirai waved his hand decisively.

"Good. As of today, the Universe Conquest Plan officially begins."

This was the true advantage of having unified the ninja world.

With one command from Uchiha Mirai, the entire world moved like a well-oiled machine, kicking into high gear day and night.

Countless powerful and talented humans were sent to military bases across the Five Great Nations, undergoing harsh training.

Ordinary shinobi operated advanced puppets, mining the surfaces of Planet One, Two, and Three nonstop—collecting materials for crafting relics, storing chakra, and refining energy. All of it was shipped back to the ninja world in an endless stream.

At the same time, new policies promoting childbirth were rolled out, triggering a massive population boom.

Even as everyone threw themselves into the effort, Mirai stayed just as busy.

Besides hunting down clones to increase his stats, he also absorbed and stored chakra daily from every person via the Yachihoko.

By the end of Year One, facilities had been fully established on all three planets, and resources were flowing steadily back to the ninja world.

By Year Two, the population had exploded. Birthrates reached an all-time high, and large portions of the population had to migrate to the other three planets to accommodate the growth.

...

By Year Five, their cloning technology had taken another major leap. They were now producing twenty thousand clones per month!

...

And just like that, ten years passed in a blur.

On a clear, cloudless day, Uchiha Mirai floated in the sky, revealing his towering true form—his celestial battle avatar.

Before him stood ten thousand elite shinobi, their aura shaking the heavens.

After ten years of preparation, Mirai had finally forged a force he was satisfied with.

Each one of these ten thousand shinobi had at least reached the Six Paths level.

And the army's commanders... they had already broken into Kekkei Mōra-tier power.

Every soldier was equipped with cutting-edge ninja tech and powerful sacred tools.

This was the limit.

To raise this army, the ninja world and the three surrounding planets had been nearly stripped clean of their most valuable resources.

Of course, these were only the rare materials needed to store chakra in vast quantities. Regular life for civilians remained unaffected.

"We've built in silence for long enough. It's time to bare your fangs."

"Today, we march on the Ōtsutsuki homeworld."

"Once the clan is wiped out, there will be nothing left in this universe that can threaten us."

"So I ask you—will you fight alongside me?"

As his voice echoed across the heavens, the entire army roared in unison:

"WE WILL FOLLOW THE EMPEROR TO THE DEATH!"

"EXTERMINATE THE ŌTSUTSUKI!"

The war cries shook the skies, a tidal wave of overwhelming force.

Mirai nodded in satisfaction, a flicker of madness flashing through his eyes.

Over the past ten years, aside from building this formidable army, his personal stats had also surged.

Each of his three base attributes had surpassed two million.

Back then, he could already destroy a star system. Now, he had touched the level of laws themselves.

He could wield divine arts with absolute freedom.

If he willed it, his words became reality.

With this absurdly powerful force and a decade of uninterrupted growth, Mirai could barely contain his eagerness.

With a flick of his hand, massive space portals tore open across the sky.

"Go. For the glory of the Divine Nation—show those arrogant Ōtsutsuki a taste of real terror."

"KILL!!!"

A surge of killing intent blasted toward the heavens.

Mirai's figure vanished into thin air.

His work was done. Now, he simply had to wait.

He was certain—unless Shibai personally stepped in—the army he had created was more than enough to wipe the Ōtsutsuki clan off the map.

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