Death: Starting as the Guardian of Avici Hell

"You pink pineapple, what brings you to summon me, Your Majesty?"

The black cavity split open, and a figure emerged from it, arriving before Szayelaporro.

"Of course, it's something important."

When Szayelaporro saw the person he wanted to see, he grinned, his smile appearing exceptionally loyal.

"Your Majesty should remember that I have been researching a project that is very important to me."

Naraku thought for a few seconds, then suddenly realized:

"I vaguely remember, it was something that transformed into perfect life?"

Szayelaporro nodded solemnly.

It's truly heartening that King Naraku can remember his own past.

"So, what does this have to do with me?"

"You're not expecting me to help you with the research, are you?"

Although Naraku Sora often boasts of his extraordinary wisdom, that's only in other areas. When it comes to professional fields, it's better to leave it to professionals.

Szayelaporro nodded and said seriously:

"Your Majesty, I need your help in my cultivation."

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"You bastard, how can you, a brainless brute, be involved in something as serious as cultivation?"

Narakuku glared at him and sternly rebuked him: "Don't think that just because we're close, you can say such disrespectful things."

"You should chat with them more first, then increase their favorability, and occasionally give them small gifts..."

"Ahem, we've gone off on a tangent."

"Tell me, how exactly do I do it? Do I have to cut you in half?"

Szayelaporro's eye twitched. He was interrupted by someone's joke and forgot what he was about to say.

After a brief moment of thought, he organized his thoughts.

"I'm sick."

"I can tell, he's a psychopath."

"That's not it!"

Szayelaporro, disregarding social status, glared at someone.

"To be precise, it's a matter of the soul. Due to certain special reasons, if I force myself into a battle, I will fall into a berserk state."

"The situation will only get worse over time."

"This doesn't align with my research aesthetics."

"In order to remain rational at all times, I originally planned to forcibly split my soul into two, which was also the initial idea of ​​the conception."

"But after meeting Your Majesty, I discovered a new direction."

"The so-called perfect life should not be fragmented."

"Instead, it is a being like you who has no flaws."

Naraku Sora nodded and said seriously:

"Although I don't know much about science, I have a subordinate whose views are somewhat different from yours."

"In his mind, there is no such thing as 'perfection' in this world."

Naraku Sora recalled what Mayuri Kurotsuchi had once told him.

"This theory may be old-fashioned, but it is true."

"Because only in this way will ordinary people admire 'perfection' and pursue it."

"However, 'perfection' is meaningless."

"That guy said he hated the word 'perfect,' because once it's 'perfect,' it means the end, there's no room for 'creation,' and it means that wisdom and talent are useless."

"For scientists like you, 'perfection' is nothing but despair."

Szayelaporro stood there, stunned, and then became deeply engrossed in the theory.

After thinking for a few seconds, he revealed an unprecedentedly solemn expression.

"A very insightful point."

"As expected of Naraku-sama's subordinate, it seems that the other party is also a scientist who pursues perfection."

Naraku Sora waved his hand dismissively:

"If there's a chance, I'll arrange for you to meet, and then we can discuss this kind of topic."

He had no interest in so-called science and art.

I am quite interested in the meeting between Mayuri Kurotsuchi and Szayelaporro.

If we had to say, they are actually the same type of scientist.

They possess a disregard for life, a morbid pursuit of science, and a willingness to use any means to achieve their goals.

Technically speaking, Mayuri Kurotsuchi is slightly stronger.

After all, he had studied various professional theories and was the only member of the Soul Society's top research team.

Even the predecessor of the Technology Development Bureau was actually established by referencing the research group.

To truly be at the forefront of the world.

In contrast, Szayelaporro spent its days wandering in a virtual circle filled with nothing but sand, equipped with only extremely rudimentary instruments and equipment.

In the beginning, the resources were so limited that they were unable to develop their own biological equipment.

If he hadn't cooperated with Tsuna and Taketori, he would still be in an un-Arcane state.

Even so, Tsuna and Taketori remained wary of this Hueco Mundo scientist.

They have consistently refused to provide the core technologies of Soul Society.

It wasn't until Naraku Sora took over Hueco Mundo that life started to improve and truly got back on track.

Not only were the laboratories renovated, but all sorts of unheard-of high-precision equipment and instruments were also moved to the virtual circle one after another.

Along with it came Inazome's research materials.

This greatly broadened Szayelaporro's horizons and enriched his theoretical knowledge considerably.

The once rugged and difficult road has been transformed into a broad avenue to heaven.

Naraku Sora is looking forward to the first meeting between the two eccentric scientists, hoping it might spark something unexpected.

I was so focused on dragging Kisuke Urahara down with me that I forgot about Mayuri Kurotsuchi.

Once we can return to Soul Society openly and legitimately, we'll find a way to get him to come to Las Noches.

Compared to Kisuke Urahara's stubbornness, Mayuri Kurotsuchi would definitely accept everything in Hueco Mundo with pleasure.

While he was pondering this, Szayelaporro had already finished setting up the machine.

From the outside, it does look somewhat like a centrifuge.

"My ideas may be a bit extreme, but there are no problems with the theory and research."

Seeing Naraku looking over, Szayelaporro patiently explained:

“Splitting myself is not a viable method, so I chose to merge my souls, absorbing the strengths of both calmness and madness, to create a ‘me’ that is closer to perfection.”

"So, what do you need me to do?" Naraku crossed his arms, realizing there was nothing he was needed for.

Szayelaporro pointed to the huge sphere on the control panel and said seriously:

"You just need to place your hand on it, then actively intangible it, and then inject your spiritual pressure into it."

"The process may take a little while, so please be patient."

Naraku Sora nodded and agreed immediately.

Szayelaporro has made significant contributions to the development of Las Noches and appears to be very loyal, so this small request is acceptable.

Moreover, since Aizen sent him here, it means he had already done his research beforehand, so there shouldn't be any danger.

Szayelaporro neither had the courage nor the ability to deceive Aizen.

Soon, the experiment began.

Szayelaporro resolutely stepped into the centrifuge-like machine and closed the hatch.

All research carries risks.

Even the development of the Hogyoku was based on the voluntary sacrifice of countless materials.

Therefore, Szayelaporro's willingness to hand over the initiative in the experiment to Narakuku demonstrates his trust in him.

With a series of beeping sounds, Naraku activated his Hollowfication, and a grotesque white mask appeared, covering his face. He then placed his right hand on it.

A vast spiritual pressure continuously poured into it, causing the sphere to emit an exceptionally brilliant light.

Strange fluctuations emanated from the centrifuge.

Naraku continued to unleash his power; he had nothing lacking except spiritual pressure.

Although they are far inferior to Aizen and Yamamoto, they are still firmly in the top tier.

Moreover, there is still considerable room for improvement.

The experiment did not last long. When a strange sound of flesh peeling off came from the centrifuge, the corresponding equipment stopped operating.

The hatch opened.

A wet figure emerged from inside.

Rose-gold hair lay flat against her forehead, curved like the horns of a argali sheep on either side of her head, and a monocle was set in her right eye.