Bleach: From the moment I was invited by Squad Zero

Despite being busy, every member of the Ghost Path Sect wore an undisguised excitement and joy on their face.

The Ghost Path Clan has long suffered from financial difficulties and outdated facilities, but now they are witnessing their dilapidated environment gradually being revitalized.

With better facilities, this is undoubtedly a great thing for them.

The person who brought about all these changes is now standing under the iconic ancient ginkgo tree in the center of the camp, which is said to be hundreds of years old.

Liu Chuan casually put his hands in his pockets, calmly scanning the surrounding repair progress. Occasionally, he would pause for a moment on the spiritual fluctuations at a certain key point and nod slightly.

Good morning, Yanagawa!

"Yanagawa-kun!"

Upon seeing Liuchuan appear, the nearby members of the Kido Clan stopped what they were doing and greeted him warmly and with obvious respect.

This respect is not only because of his status as a member of the Zero Division, but also because everyone knows that this huge sum of money, which can transform the Kido Sect, was all obtained by Yanagawa from the Tsunayo family.

"Yanagawa-kun, thanks to you, our old, dilapidated house can finally be renovated!"

A middle-aged official, who was also a senior colleague of Liu Chuan's from back then, wiped the fine sweat from his forehead, walked over with a smile, and his tone was full of emotion.

"You didn't see it, the batch of boards delivered this morning were all top-quality materials for the new underground training ground! Before, we had to wait six months for a budget just to apply for scrap materials!"

"Yes, Yanagawa-kun, thank you so much this time!"

Another young female team member also came over, her face flushed and her eyes sparkling.

"I heard that the newly planned underground space not only has a large training ground, but also a special experimental area for composite attribute ghost techniques and a high-energy spell shielding room!"

From now on, when we practice Demonic Arts, we won't have to worry about affecting others anymore!

The crowd surrounded Liu Chuan, chattering amongst themselves, their words filled with gratitude.

Faced with the enthusiasm of his former colleagues, Liu Chuan's usual cold expression softened slightly, and he responded to everyone's greetings.

He gave a few simple instructions on key matters, without much formality, but his pragmatic attitude made everyone feel more at ease.

"Don't worry! We're all keeping an eye on things!"

"This is our new home, we can't be careless!"

Everyone echoed their agreement, becoming even more enthusiastic.

Looking at the scene before him—the dilapidated houses being rebuilt and his busy colleagues—Liu Chuan felt a slight ripple in his heart.

The Ghost Path Clan is where he started; making it better is enough for him.

Afterwards, Yanagawa walked through the somewhat noisy streets of Seireitei and went straight to the Fourth Division barracks, where he had already arranged a time with Captain Unohana.

Unlike the bustling construction activity of the Kido Clan, the Fourth Division's base was filled with a mixture of disinfectant, herbal fragrance, and a faint smell of blood.

The team dormitory doors were wide open, and the members of the Fourth Division hurried along, their expressions focused.

In the spacious treatment area and corridors, many beds and seats have been temporarily added, where many Shinigami with injuries and unstable spiritual pressure lie, most of them members of the Eleventh Division.

Groans, conversations, and the rapid commands from medical staff filled the air.

Yanagawa was not surprised by this scene. Among the Gotei 13, the 11th Division was a well-known gathering place for battle maniacs, and internal sparring, missions, and even street fights often occurred.

As a medical and logistical unit, the Fourth Division naturally became their most frequently visited "second home ground".

His gaze calmly swept across the bustling crowd, and soon he spotted two familiar figures in a relatively crowded corner—

It was Ikkaku Madarame, the third seat of the 11th Division, and Renji Abarai.

The two looked quite disheveled. There were several fresh abrasions on Ikkaku's shiny bald head, and half of his face was swollen.

His bare upper body was wrapped in bandages, and bloodstains could still be seen seeping out, but he still sat cross-legged on the ground with his arms crossed over his chest, his signature thick eyebrows furrowed, his face full of displeasure and resentment.

Across from him, Renji Abarai wasn't in much better shape. His flamboyant red hair was somewhat disheveled, and his arms and chest were also bandaged. He was sitting against the wall, looking equally resentful and unwilling to back down.

The air between the two seemed to still carry the lingering smell of gunpowder and the volatile energy resulting from the clash of spiritual pressure.

"Hmph! If the space weren't too small, I could definitely have cleaved that snake-tailed mace in two with my final strike!"

Madarame Ikkaku's loud voice aggravated his wound, causing him to wince in pain, but he still stubbornly roared.

"Stop talking big, bald guy! If I wasn't worried about destroying the barracks, do you think you could fight me to a draw?!"

Renji Abarai immediately retorted, so excited that he almost stood up, but was pressed back down by the nurse next to him.

"Huh? Who are you calling bald! Want to fight again, you red-haired monkey!"

"Come on! Who's afraid of who! It's convenient to treat injuries here!"

Just as the two were about to start arguing again, a female Shinigami with short silver hair walked over. It was none other than Kotetsu Isane, the vice-captain of the Fourth Division.

Holding her notepad, she looked at the two clowns, sighed helplessly, and skillfully blocked their view.

He nodded slightly to Liu Chuan, who was about to step forward to dissuade him, and explained:

"Yanagawa-kun, please excuse my rudeness. It's the norm for the Eleventh Division; they send over a batch every few days."

This time, Ikkaku and Renji went too far in their 'sparring' at the team's training ground. The clash of their spiritual pressure was too intense, and both of them suffered internal injuries. They even managed to keep fighting for a long time before their teammates carried them away.

As she spoke, she deftly checked both of their IV tubing, her tone calm and collected, as if it were commonplace:

"We're used to it. As long as we're alive, we'll let them do whatever they want."

Upon hearing this, Yanagawa nodded knowingly and stepped forward. Madarame Ikkaku and Renji also noticed Yanagawa.

"Yo! Yanagawa!"

Renji Abarai couldn't even bother arguing with the bald guy anymore.

"I heard you were the one who sent that old bastard Tsunayoshi to Sokyo? Well done! By the way, what brings you to the Fourth Division?"

"I had some business with Captain Umono, so I just stopped by," Liuchuan replied.

After chatting for a while, Yanagawa didn't linger any longer. He nodded to Kotetsu Isane and then headed deeper into the Fourth Division's barracks.

He sensed Retsu Unohana's spiritual pressure, located in an area behind the barracks.

After passing through a quiet medical records area, we arrived at a separate building.

The gate was open, revealing a traditional-style kendo hall inside.

At this moment, the dojo was empty. Retsu Unohana was standing in the center of the dojo, but her overall demeanor was still striking.

However, he was completely different from the gentle doctor in the consultation room, possessing a calm and restrained sharpness.

Seeing Yanagawa walk in, Unohana Retsu turned around, her face still bearing that signature gentle smile, but her eyes were more focused than usual.

"Yanagawa-kun, you're here." Her voice was soft, yet exceptionally clear in the empty dojo.

"I apologize for the noise outside."

Liuchuan entered the dojo, gently closed the sliding door behind him, shutting out all outside noise.

He took off his Zero Division haori and neatly folded it in the corner.

He walked a few steps away from Retsu Unohana and stopped.

"It's alright, I'll leave the rest to Captain Unohana."