I'm really not the number one slacker in Soul Society.

If it weren't for the unique feature of his eyes, he wouldn't even possess a trace of majesty; he would be as peaceful as an ordinary person.

But everyone knelt behind him, awaiting his orders.

Then came the war.

Countless masked monsters became the enemies of the Spirit King and his party. They were violent, powerful, and almost reached the heavens and the earth, even obscuring the crescent moon in the sky.

These should be the "ancient beings in the void" that appear in historical records.

I can't feel the spiritual pressure through the screen, but this thing is definitely much more exciting than the current Vasto Lorde.

However, King Ling and his followers showed no fear. They charged and fought, tearing apart the mountain-high behemoths and altering the terrain several times. Some were killed and some were wounded, but the advantage remained with King Ling.

...What's wrong with this group of people? Even if they are ancient beings from the beginning of creation, they are far too powerful. Mima even doubted whether Yhwach could achieve such an effect.

...So the world of Bleach also believes in the principle of the older you are, the stronger you become?

Unlike others who are fighting hard.

The Spirit King did nothing but advance, step by step, across the lava-covered land. Countless ancient beings from Hueco Mundo roared and attacked, but they couldn't even make contact with the Spirit King. They would only run close by before turning into white ash flying everywhere.

This is probably a situation that is so far beyond our comprehension that it's hard to even call it awesome.

And so, the battle ended in a one-sided crushing defeat. The bodies of the ancient beings were crushed into ashes by the Spirit King, scattered across the entire land, gradually cooling down this scorching hell filled with lava.

Subsequently, King Rei and Hyosube Ichibei established the "King Rei Palace" in the sky, and the other subordinates also received their respective duties.

The Tsunayo family is in charge of "history", the Shihouin family is in charge of "armory", and the Kuchiki family is in charge of "order".

The Shiba family got into a conflict with others and left on their own, while the white-haired girl's family was put in charge of "guarding hell".

The three realms were completely separated.

Everyone performed their duties and established the Seireitei on the land of Soul Society.

In the West, another group of people established the London West End Bureau, and the Hueco Mundo no longer had the ability to threaten life in this world, and the great cycle of souls was finally completed.

Another long fast-forward.

Until one day, the white-haired girl was summoned by the Spirit King alone. She knelt before the throne and reported on the affairs of Hell in a detached and emotionless voice. The Spirit King, as always, responded with a gentle and calm attitude...

Wait...where is he looking?

Chapter 30: Shi Tan's Negligence

"How about it?"

As the Spirit King's gaze gradually rose, Mi Zhen had a terrible thought in her mind, and in an instant, she felt a chilling cold rush from the soles of her feet to the top of her head.

He is right.

The Spirit King looked up at the camera, smiled, and said, "Are you satisfied with the view?"

....................................

Two flowers bloom, one branch each.

Let's rewind the time a little, to when the exploration team had just set off.

Seireitei, the barracks of the 8th Division.

While it might be a bit of an exaggeration to say that, in the Eighth Division, Mima's role is somewhat similar to that of a "team pet".

For no other reason than that his abilities are just too useful.

Suspect there's danger somewhere? Send Mima's clone to check it out first. Unsure of the enemy's strength? Send Mima's clone to probe first.

In short, any mission involving unknown dangers can be handled by Mi Zhen's clone.

—It's fortunate that Soul Society has been relatively peaceful in recent years, otherwise, a guy like him who wears the words "golden tool" on his face would never be able to slack off every day and would have to be used to death.

After living this way for over a decade, making a living by clearing mines for others, many people in the team were willing to accept his help. This is also the main reason why Mi Zhen, despite often slacking off, still has a good reputation.

Therefore, naturally, protecting Mijin's physical body became a task of great significance.

To put it in high emotional intelligence terms, this is a display of deep friendship between teammates; to put it in low emotional intelligence terms, it's called protecting our own tools.

The Gotei 13 is, after all, a combat unit. Who wouldn't want to have more ways to save their life? Rounding it up, Watanabe Yama essentially saved their lives!

If something happens to Watanabe Yama, who will be there to step on his landmine next time? Needless to say, anyone who dares to lay a hand on the unconscious Fifth Seat Watanabe is an enemy of the entire Eighth Division!

Just like this time, because the captain was busy handling affairs at the headquarters and didn't have time, there were no fewer than ten members standing in the courtyard where Mima was located, including the third and fourth seats of the 8th Division. It can be said that any thief below the rank of vice-captain would have a hard time getting away with it.

This display of force left the two thieves who had secretly infiltrated the Eighth Division completely dumbfounded.

They were private soldiers secretly trained by the Tsunayo family.

This time, I was ordered by Tsunayoshi Tokinada to launch a sneak attack on Watanabe Yama.

Shi Tan's explanation when assigning tasks was roughly as follows.

Watanabe Yama's entry is a big problem. If the clone is killed by the Guardian first, it can wake up and ask for help. The fact that the two captains are in a desperate situation will definitely force Yamamoto Genryusai to take action personally. In that case, the whole plan will collapse.

Go and infiltrate the 8th Division's barracks. Don't give Watanabe Yama a chance to wake up, but don't kill anyone, or it will attract Kyoraku Shunsui's attention. Just use medication to erase his short-term memory.

And so, the two brothers cautiously made their way into the Eighth Division's barracks.

Just looking at the courtyard where Watanabe Yama was, I had the idea to run away immediately.

Lord Shitan, are you kidding me? This is what you call an easy task?

We all have a clear understanding of our own abilities. At best, we can only be considered as good as the third or fourth seat of the Gotei 13. Asking us to do this... isn't that a bit presumptuous?

"Big brother... what do we do now?"

"How the hell was I supposed to know? Lord Shitan never said it would be like this!"

"Brother, why don't we run? There are too many of them, we can't beat them."

"Run? Where can we run to? Deserting during a mission, don't you know how Lord Shitan will deal with us?"

"So, brother, you mean..."

"Let's fight! This isn't the Eleventh Division, just a bunch of weaklings doing clerical work. Even if the Third and Fourth Seats are here, so what? We're not completely without a chance of winning!"

"Big brother... are you serious?"

"Then tell me what else we can do? We have no other way to survive except to fight for our lives!"

"Okay, big brother, I'll listen to you!"

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After a few minutes of preparation, driven by their survival instincts, the two brothers unleashed their learned stealth skills several times over. It would be difficult to find someone stronger than them even in the most secretive and mobile criminal investigation team. As the saying goes, people are pushed to their limits. Sometimes, you don't even know where your limits are until you give it your all.

Finally, after arduous and extraordinary efforts, the two brothers, who had almost exhausted their spiritual pressure, accomplished something truly incredible.

Without alerting anyone or engaging in any direct combat, he took down eleven Grim Reapers of similar skill level!

A miracle, this is simply a miracle of life!

"Big...Big Brother, we...we did it!"

"Don't cry, don't cry, second brother! We still have a mission to complete!"

"No, I think you should cry."

A subtle voice came from behind me.

The two brothers were horrified!

Looking back, they saw Watanabe Misato, who was supposed to be the target of their mission, standing behind them with a complicated expression.

The second brother was horrified and almost instinctively raised his knife, but Mi Zhen's palm struck him on the forehead before he could react. Then a yellow light appeared, and electricity crackled. The second brother collapsed to the ground without a sound.

Just as the eldest brother was about to make a move, he saw a bright blue light shining in Mi Zhen's eyes.

After a few seconds.

Mi Zhen followed the same method, using a modified version of the lightning bolt to stun him, then bent down and searched their waists, taking out several bottles of potions.

He sighed, weighed the options, and ultimately decided against sending the two unfortunate fellows away directly.

Killing Tokina's subordinates here would be tantamount to saying that there are still experts in the Eighth Division. If Tokina were more suspicious, he might even directly suspect Watanabe Yama.

This would make the situation very complicated.

"...You guys are lucky."

Mi Zhen sighed, set up the scene for the two brothers according to their original plan, then dragged them into his room, placed them on either side of his bed, opened two bottles of medicine, poured them into their mouths, and put the empty bottles in their hands.

In this way, when they wake up, they should think that they have completed their mission and that they just fainted because they exhausted their spiritual pressure.

What? You're saying even a child wouldn't believe such a scam?

It doesn't matter. By then, what's done is done. To save their lives, they'll naturally find a way to make up an excuse for Shi Tan.

If they actually dared to tell Shi Tan the truth about their inexplicable amnesia and how they woke up to find the mission already completed... then Mi Zhen would have to call these two guys true iron-blooded men.

pity……

Based on my memory, they weren't.

So be it.

He had more pressing matters to attend to.

Chapter Thirty-One: Voluntary Sacrifice

Are you satisfied with what you see?

—The Spirit King did indeed say this directly to him.

"???"

Mi Zhen was startled.

It was like seeing Sadako about to crawl out of the TV; this overwhelming sense of absurdity that broke through the dimensional barrier almost robbed him of his ability to think.

Is this Yhwach's father? Is this the true omniscience and omnipotence?

To be able to have a dialogue across millions of years... Mi Zhen couldn't think of any other reaction but to admire it.

"Hmm...didn't you hear me?"