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

Chapter Thirty-Six: Imperial Gift of Cheat Service

For Mima, after being transformed by Ryugetsu, his spiritual pressure will have some characteristics of "time," such as causing matter to age, but to a very slight degree. Not to mention competing with Barragan, even a bottle of oxalic acid from a store would be stronger than him.

Having immersed himself in this for many years, Mima was naturally extremely familiar with the nature of this spiritual pressure, which was why he could recognize it at a glance.

The spiritual pressure emanating from the crystal... to be precise, the "divine sword" sealed by the crystal is very similar to that of the Flowing Moon, possessing the same effect of aging or rejuvenating objects, and even stronger.

—At least to the point that it can be used as a refrigerator or a ripening agent.

What's going on? Could it be that the Soul King also has some knowledge of time manipulation?

Mizhen hesitated for a moment, then tentatively grasped Ryugetsu, releasing a wisp of his transformed spiritual pressure, which collided with the spiritual pressure of the divine sword.

Then, a sudden change occurred!

As if they had reached some kind of resonance, Liuyue and the divine sword began to release a hazy white light at the same time.

Then, the intensity of the white light began to increase steadily!

In the blink of an eye, it produced an explosive effect, engulfing everything in the training ground.

"babble--"

A scream, like being doused with a bucket of ice water while fast asleep, echoed in Mi Zhen's heart.

Then, his vision flickered a few times, like a television with a poor signal, switching back and forth between the trial grounds and a familiar room.

It is the "mental landscape" where Liu Yue resides.

But the situation is... quite wrong!

Liu Yue, dressed in her pajamas and wrapped in a blanket, lay curled up on the edge of the bed, trembling. The cow cat "One-Ear" was so frightened by her that it shrank into the corner and puffed up into a fluffy ball of fur.

There is a kind of pain in the world that is painful to even look at. When Mi Zhen looked at Liu Yue, who looked like she was suddenly woken up by a leg cramp in the middle of the night, she couldn't help but feel a chill down her spine, as if she could feel the pain herself.

Then, with a bewildered look on her face, Liuyue saw Mizhen standing at the door. She then nudged over like a caterpillar, grabbed his trouser leg, and made a vivid crying cat face.

"While I was taking a nap... Master... what did you do..."

She sniffed, her face contorted with grievance. "If you're unhappy with me... you can yell at me or hit me. Why did you have to do this... ugh... a surprise attack..."

"It's not me who's messing with you..."

Mi Zhen wasn't in the mood for teasing her. He stared at Liu Yue, noticing a change in her expression besides pain, and couldn't help but swallow.

The moon... has risen!

It's not about physical size, but about spiritual pressure.

In just over twenty seconds, her spiritual pressure increased by more than a third!

And its source is... a divine sword?

Between Liuyue and the divine sword... it's like a spiritual pressure channel has been established? The latter is pouring power into the former like a flood – this should be a good thing, but the spiritual pressure contained in the divine sword is simply unbelievable. Just a tiny bit leaked out, and Liuyue is already about to explode!

And it's more than that.

To give an analogy, if a Shinigami is a battery, then a Zanpakuto is an electrical appliance. It's only natural that a battery provides energy to power an electrical appliance—but if it were the other way around, could a Zanpakuto provide spiritual pressure to a Shinigami?

Mi Zhen can answer this question based on her current personal experience: Yes.

After establishing a spiritual pressure link with the divine sword, Ryugetsu no longer consumed Mijin's spiritual pressure. Instead, he converted the divine sword's spiritual pressure into a state suitable for absorption and then poured it directly into his body!

As a result, Mima's spiritual pressure also began to rise.

To use a more understandable unit, Mima's maximum spiritual pressure is approximately nine times that of Kensei.

Don't be fooled by the seemingly small number; he went from nothing to this point in less than twenty years, which is more efficient than Toshiro and Gin, and puts him on par with the overpowered Ichigo Kurosaki.

But in the past few dozen seconds, his spiritual pressure has been directly forced into the level of about 1100 Kensei.

Even Kiryu's Wotun-dono could probably not offer a more upscale service than this; it's truly outrageous.

However, this method of becoming stronger is not without its drawbacks.

...No, it can't be called a future problem, because the harm is already showing up right now!

—Yama is about to burst from being so full!

From nine to eleven cars, less than 20% seems like a small amount, but if Mi Zhen really wanted to do it, she could achieve that by grinding through tasks day and night for a while.

But the problem lies in the method.

If system-added skill points and self-training are like going to the gym to lift weights and gain weight, then the brute force of the Divine Sword is no different from force-feeding duck, and it completely disregards the consequences, making people flaunt twenty pounds of fat in one go.

If it were an ordinary Grim Reaper, he would probably be stretched to the point of bursting like a balloon in an instant.

The fact that he could withstand it for more than ten seconds like that is only possible because Mima possesses genuine captain-level spiritual pressure.

He also relied on Liuyue as a buffer, which reduced the efficiency of the divine sword's flood of spiritual pressure to a level that he could barely accept.

Even so, Mima almost fell to her knees.

The spiritual pressure link should be able to be actively disconnected from here. Shall we do that?

No, we've gone through so much trouble to get here. If we let go of the pie just because it's too big to catch, even he himself would laugh at himself.

After gritting his teeth and thinking for a moment, Mima quickly made a decision.

In the Eighth Division's barracks, Mima, who was lying on the tatami pretending to be unconscious, suddenly opened his eyes!

He swung his knife, creating a third clone, and then controlled this clone to hide in a secluded alley as quickly as possible.

Ready!

The next moment, Mima began to distribute the spiritual pressure that was about to explode.

The pressure decreased sharply.

The combined capacity of the thirty-three trucks of Kensei finally alleviated the immediate crisis. No matter how powerful the flood discharge of the Divine Sword was, it was impossible to fill three reservoirs in a short period of time.

Even if this action prevents the clone from being dispelled temporarily (after dispelling it, the residual spiritual pressure of the clone will return to the main body), it doesn't matter. Anyway, he died twice in a short period of time, and the second time was particularly tragic. He can completely refuse all missions that require the clone to be on duty for a long time to come.

At the current rate, in three minutes and seventeen seconds, all three clones will be fully filled, and he will again face the risk of being burst.

If you don't want to give up the benefits but also don't want to be overwhelmed by them, you must come up with a solution within this period of time.

Fortunately, the relative flow of time in his mental space is much slower than in the outside world, so he still has plenty of time to think.

Mi Zhen sighed, squatted down, and nudged Liu Yue's shoulder, speaking coldly in the tone of a heartless capitalist:

"Don't lie there yet, get up and let's think of a solution together."

Chapter 37: First, exploit a bug.

"?"

She slowly typed a question mark, then immediately adopted the role of a working-class person, saying sadly:

"I'm helping you take the blame, and this is how you talk to me?"

"Otherwise, why am I the king and you the mount?" Mi Zhen's lips twitched. "Stop pretending. I saw you trembling while secretly glancing at me."

"Just because I'm plotting something doesn't mean I'm not in pain... You try it if you dare, I guarantee you'll fall even harder than me..."

Liu Yue gasped, then shivered as she propped herself up and stubbornly moved to the computer desk. She grabbed a bottle of cola, but couldn't open it after several attempts, so she had no choice but to hand it to Mi Zhen.

He casually opened the cola and handed it back, chugging the soda while looking at his Zanpakuto as he asked, "You're directly experiencing the spiritual pressure of a divine sword, so your understanding is definitely deeper than mine. Do you have a way?"

"There is a way...".

Liu Yue drank half a bottle of cola in one go, and her complexion finally looked a little better. Then she handed the bottle to Mi Zhen, pulled out a few tissues from the table, wiped the cold sweat from her forehead, and said, "I didn't suffer for nothing all day. I've managed to figure out some of the characteristics of the divine sword."

“Tell me about it.” Mizhen drank the half-bottle of unlabeled caramel sparkling water with a subtle sense of nostalgia. “If we missed out on this treasure, you and I would both have nightmares.”

"That sounds nice, but could you please go somewhere else and find some laborer to help me out?" Liu Yue rolled her eyes helplessly. "Look at me, a delicate flower being wildly stabbed by a red-hot iron rod... I call you master, can't you be a normal person and show me some consideration?"

"Why does my Zanpakuto, which belongs to a respectable person, have such a weird shape, like you, a lewd joke teller..."

"...Don't you really have any self-awareness?"

"Uh, that's not important..."

Mizhen looked away. "Anyway, time waits for no one. Tell me quickly what you've come up with."

Liu Yue gave him a resentful look, then quickly wrapped herself up in the blanket like a cocoon, only sticking her head out to speak.

"Simply put, the core attribute of the divine sword should be 'mirror image'," she said, introducing a novel concept.

"Mirror image? Isn't that time?"

"No, the spiritual pressure you feel is an incidental 'retrieval mechanism'."

Liu Yue sighed: "Just like a blind person reading Braille, that kind of spiritual pressure with time attribute is like the divine sword's perception system. Once it comes into contact with external spiritual pressure, the divine sword can obtain the other party's information from this mechanism, and then adjust its own spiritual pressure attribute to be consistent with the other party, establish a channel, and infuse the spiritual pressure into it."

Mima pondered for a moment and offered a player-like analogy: "Sounds like... an automated mana potion?"

“That’s what I think too,” Liu Yue nodded. “Putting aside the issue of its destructive power, as long as you have that thing in your hand, you’ll almost never lack spiritual energy again.”

"But we also need to solve the problem of it bursting me out..."

"Then you'll be disappointed."

"what?"

Liu Yue made a lifting barbell gesture: "That thing's spiritual pressure is at least several hundred carts of Kensei. We can't even compare to a fraction of it. Do you expect a child to fight with a sledgehammer weighing several tons?"

“That makes sense…” Mima sighed regretfully. “So what’s your solution?”

"It's unusable, but we can pack it up and take it with us."

Liu Yue raised her head and hummed twice, "Isn't it a coincidence? The spiritual pressure that thing uses to sense the outside world and establish connections is time-attributed, just like mine."

"Specifically?"

“I can ‘trick’ it, making it channel spiritual pressure into me.” Ryuzuki proudly pointed to himself with a trembling hand. “As long as it achieves self-circulation, you don’t have to worry about it bursting.”

"confident?"

"I don't know, but do you want to give it a try?"

"try!"

After a while, the white light emitted by the divine sword gradually dissipated.

Urahara removed the Blood Mist Shield surrounding him and Lisa Kensei, and turned his gaze back to the center of the training ground.