Marvel: The Imposter Inventor

Chapter 387 The World of Dao Chan's Mind
"Please note that although these basic training materials have been provided to you, this is only to facilitate your training."

"Only after you all successfully graduate and officially join the Gotei 13 will you truly own this Zanpakuto."

"Therefore, during this period, none of you are allowed to transfer your belongings to others! You are not allowed to lose them! You are not allowed to..."

The swordplay instructor on stage was still emphasizing various rules related to shallow striking.

In reality, the students below had already ignored what he said.

Apart from well-behaved kids like Hinamori Momo and Kira Izuru, all the other trainees excitedly examined their assigned asagi as soon as they received them.

Even someone like Luca, who already knew a lot about Zanpakuto, couldn't hide his anticipation at this moment.

'Now that I've come to the world of Bleach, how can I not get my own Zanpakuto! I knew choosing the path of a Bleacher was the right decision!'

With these thoughts in mind, Luca took his asahi from the senior who looked somewhat familiar.

However, although he was delighted, the light-weight weapon in front of him was indeed quite ordinary.

In the original Bleach manga, even when the Zanpakuto of the named characters are not in their Shikai form, they all seem to have their own unique characteristics.

But that's because the Zanpakuto is actually part of the Shinigami's soul.

After achieving Shikai, the Zanpakuto in one's hand is no longer just an "Asauchi"; even its normal form undergoes a certain change.

Just like Soi Fon's wakizashi, Gin Ichimaru's long scabbard contains a short blade, and most people have different tsuba (handguards).

These are actually signs that the user has awakened to the initial understanding.

So, although Kenpachi Zaraki was initially said to be unable to release his Shikai, his razor-sharp blade and peculiar handguard betrayed the fact that he had already mastered the timing for his Shikai release.

Of course, although all the standard shallow knuckles look the same, it doesn't stop Luca from scrutinizing him closely.

only.
'Since a Zanpakuto is part of a Shinigami's soul, it should be possible to take it out, right?'

Looking at the shallow cup in his hand, Luca felt both curiosity and anticipation, but also a bit of trepidation.

His previous three experiences of 'dream travel' made him realize that apart from the random gains each time, he couldn't take away anything else from the alternate world experience opened up by this cheat. Whether it was items or the improvement in his own strength, he couldn't take them with him.

Just like physical growth and the prosthetic body installed on oneself in the early stages of the '2077' world before awakening memories.

However, those were all ordinary items and physical changes; Luca really didn't know anything about whether items bound to the soul could be brought out.

He simply looked at his right arm, which was intact since he came into this world.
'Forget it, I don't want to think about it too much. I'll focus on mastering the Initial Release first, then I'll consider other things.'

'Maybe I'll have a chance to learn how to make asuga (a type of Japanese weapon) from Squad Zero later!'

With that in mind, Luca simply stopped worrying about whether he could take the Zanpakuto with him, and just like the other students around him.

He sat cross-legged on the ground, straightened his posture, and placed the shallow weapon in his hand on his lap.

Take a deep breath and calm yourself down.

He entered his first sword meditation.

next moment.

Luca, who had just closed his eyes, felt the faint sounds that had been present around him completely disappear.

It felt as if I had traveled to another world again, with the surrounding scenery changing rapidly.

Luca, who has excellent control over his body, immediately noticed that in the blink of an eye, he had gone from sitting cross-legged to standing without making any movement.

The shallow punches that had been resting on his knees seemed to have vanished suddenly.

Luca, who subconsciously opened his eyes, was shocked to find that he had 'left' his original classroom and appeared in a completely new space.

"Eye-knife Zen. Is it that easy?" He looked around.

The space where Luca was currently located could be described as desolate.

Apart from the black earth that was so smooth it was almost like a mirror, all that came into view was an endless expanse of pure white sky.

Looking out, the horizon stretches out in stark black and white, creating a striking contrast that gives the world an eerily unreal feel.

"Is this my inner world?"

"Whose inner world is this kind of blank, patchwork space?"

At this moment, Luca felt like he had a million complaints he wanted to unleash.

But to his surprise, the moment this thought crossed his mind, the black earth beneath his feet, made of an unknown material, suddenly began to surge.

Immediately afterwards, geometric columns of varying heights rose rapidly from the ground, forming countless pure black skyscrapers in the blink of an eye.

"Uh this."

Looking around at this pure black city that resembles a model.

Somewhat doubtful, Luca gently reached out and touched the wall beside him.

The hard and cold touch seemed to tell him that this was indeed a real creation.

Could it be that...?

A sudden thought flashed through his mind, and Luca, with a hint of conjecture, reached out his hand while muttering something to himself.

"drop?"

The next instant, the newly risen skyscrapers around them seemed to receive some kind of command and rapidly contracted underground.

In the blink of an eye, all the buildings that had sprung up from the ground disappeared, and the world returned to the vast, flat land.

Luca, seemingly realizing something, immediately had an idea.

A hexagonal column immediately rose from the ground to the side.

Immediately afterwards, as Luca moved his hand slightly, the earth around him began to pulsate rhythmically, like blocks of sound waves, following the music in his mind.

"What is this? Magnetofluid? My world, my rules?"

After a casual experiment, Luca discovered that this black and white world, apart from being unable to change the colors, could be formed into all sorts of strange shapes out of thin air according to his own will.

However, no matter what the shape is, it cannot be separated from the earth itself, and upon closer inspection, all of these shapes are made up of individual pillars.

"So, if this is my inner world, then where is my knife?"

As the thought arose, Luca, who had previously thought the world consisted only of black and white, suddenly found thin, straight, glowing blue lines appearing on the ground beneath his feet.

These lines, which resemble circuits etched on the ground, twist and turn, all converging in one direction.

It seemed as if a voice was telling Luca that what he wanted was just ahead.

Seeing this, Luca decisively manipulated the ground beneath his feet with his mind, causing a ripple of pillars to rise, lifting him rapidly towards the direction indicated by these blue circuits.

In just a moment, Luca was able to clearly see the only blue circle in this angular world.

And the peculiarly shaped handle that was inserted right in the center of the circle.
"Sword? Key?"

(End of this chapter)