Alchemist in Death

Chapter 33 Ichiro of the Fourth Division

Although the captain looked straight ahead, he had actually been paying attention to Ichiro. Naturally, his little psychological change could not be hidden from the captain. He smiled slightly and said: "Then, remember to go to the fourth team's training at 6 o'clock every morning. field."

"." The captain's gentle voice chilled Ichiro's heart. He stiffly turned his head to look at the captain, forced a smile on his face, and said, "Captain, that's all. No need, right? I can do it myself." Practice!”

Are you kidding, is it really okay to let the captain come to train?The gentler the voice, the more sinister the person is!

Especially since this person has a habit of squinting his eyes, it’s even scarier!

However, after the captain heard what Ichiro said, he turned to look at Ichiro with a smile, and his voice was as gentle as ever: "Go to the Fourth Division on time at six o'clock every morning, do you understand?"

"." Looking at the captain's eyes that narrowed into a line, Ichiro swallowed his saliva in fear and nodded stiffly, "I know. I will be there on time! Captain!"

"That's good"

"Huh~" Ichiro breathed a long sigh of relief. Just as he felt relieved, he thought about his miserable days in the future. He couldn't help but sigh heavily. Forget about swordsmanship. Anyway, he happened to promise her that he would spend the last time with her. Let her practice.

Looking at the Zanpakutō at his waist, Ichiro smiled.

Urahara and the others looked at Ichiro's unpredictable expressions, looked at each other speechlessly, smiled, said nothing, sat quietly on the meat, and headed to the fourth division together.

They both know Ichiro relatively well. When he is serious, he is very reliable, but when he is not serious, he is more useless than anyone else.
Soon, the captain led Ichiro and the others to the busy Fourth Division. After landing, the captain called a chief officer and said: "Next, I will go to Central Room 46 to return to duty. My work will be temporarily taken over by Ichiro. , these are members of the four nobles, arrange a safe place for them."

"Yes, Captain!"

After handing over the duties to the chief, the captain looked at Ichiro and said: "Seinosuke (vice-captain) will handle other matters in the team, and you can just be responsible for the medical work. Is that okay?"

"Well, it's okay. The spiritual pressure has recovered a bit on the way here. With some recovery potions, it should be fine."

Ichiro knew that the captain was not worried about his medical ability, but about whether his spiritual pressure was enough. This was Ichiro's biggest shortcoming in medical treatment at present, even shorter than some skills that needed to be honed.

But fortunately, this can be supplemented with blue bottles, so it’s not a big problem.

"Then I'll go first."

The captain nodded, got on the Rooster again, and flew towards the direction of Room 46 in the Central Committee.

Here, Ichiro patted his cheek, took the rustic backpack from the chief officer, and asked: "How many districts are short of manpower now?"

"Seventh District, Ichiro-sama."

"Okay, I'll go to District [-] first, and you can settle them down." After that, he looked at Urahara and the others, "I still have something to do. He will take you to the residence. I'll leave first."

After saying that, he turned around and left resolutely.

"That's amazing~~" The eldest lady of the Kuchiki family muttered to herself as she looked at Ichiro's leaving figure. Both were students of the Mao Spiritual Arts Academy, and she once again felt the huge gap.When she was in the academy before, Ichiro and his team's outstanding fighting prowess had shocked her, but it was still within her understanding at the time. After all, it was normal for them to be geniuses.

Their uncle from the Kuchiki family is more powerful in combat. It is said that he completed the swastika during the academy, which is much better than Ichiro and the others.

However, she was even more surprised by the captain's attitude on the way, and even more so when they arrived here. Team Thirteen had been established for hundreds of years, and she had never heard of a Shinigami who could make someone do it while still in the academy. A chief official shows such respect, and it relies on his own ability.

Hearing her muttering to herself, Xiguan smiled and said: "Of course Mr. Ichiro is very powerful. Although he is only a student now, that's just because he doesn't want to graduate. In terms of medical level, he is currently the only one with the strength of the captain of our team. Above all, including many team members with healing Zanpakutō, they are no match for him in this regard!"

"so smart?!"

On the other side, Ichiro didn't know what several people were discussing about him. He was rushing towards District [-] at this time. At the same time, he continued to use alchemy to make bottles after bottles of spiritual power supplement potions in case of emergencies. needs.

The spiritual power supplement potion is a milky white liquid that is the product of liquefied spiritual power. However, some formulas researched by Ichiro are added to it to make it easier to absorb and has a very good mana-returning effect. It is currently fully used in the fourth team. Spread out and make.

Unfortunately, since it is a product of alchemy, it is still not ready to be mass-produced using normal technology. Currently, there are not many stocks in the team. Most of them are laboratory products produced in small quantities, so Ichiro can only hurry up and make them now.

Soon, Ichiro arrived at the seventh area. Looking around, he saw all the shinigami walking around. The shinigami lying on the ground kept making moaning sounds, and a chaotic aura spread across the floor.

A leaderless bunch, a bunch of loose sand!
Ichiro took a deep breath, formed a pair of glasses on the bridge of his nose again, pushed them up, activated autosuggestion, forced his mind to stabilize, and was not affected by the wails, and shouted loudly.

"Everyone! Break up the current group and divide them into wartime groups first! The remaining people will be divided according to emergency handling guidelines!"

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Everyone looked at Ichiro in surprise, paused, and instantly became commotion. But this time, it was a good move. After everyone briefly dealt with the injuries of the wounded on their hands, they quickly formed a new team and then rejoined. to treatment.

Ichiro on the other side was still directing the scene: "The medicines over there are divided into three teams to organize and summarize! A team is divided to deal with medical waste! The team over there! How do you usually train? What are you doing? Quickly put them together The wounded are all arranged!"

Soon, under the command of Ichiro, the scene started to move in an orderly manner. In fact, even if Ichiro did not come, they would return to this state, but it would just take some time.

There is nothing that can be done about it. Some modern armies will be in chaos after losing the command of their commanders, not to mention the God of Death, whose discipline is not very strict.

After seeing that each team started to act like during training, Ichiro nodded and walked to a seriously injured Shinigami. He dismissed the treating team members, leaving only two assistants.

In addition to organizing discipline, Ichiro's more important thing is actually to treat the seriously injured. For other team members, serious injuries may be just minor injuries for Ichiro. He can quickly handle them and then move on to the next injured, greatly improving efficiency.

(End of this chapter)