Bleach: The Self-Disciplined Captain of Seireitei

Sufeng ignored Yumichika's expression and sighed before continuing:

"Just because you wanted to conceal the name of your Zanpakutō, you ignored your comrades who were in a tough fight."

"They even claimed that fighting was a hearty enjoyment for them. What is the difference between their behavior and that of those despicable people?"

"Not every soldier in the 11th Division loves fighting like Kenpachi Zaraki and Ikkaku Madarame."

Ayasegawa Yumichika was silent.

"Okay, that's enough of the instruction." Sufeng said frankly, "Master Yamamoto asked you to take your Zanpakutō and stay in the First Team for a while."

"It would be best if I could sleep in the same bed with him."

"The Glazed Peacock is far more valuable as a Zanpakutō against Kenpachi Zaraki than you yourself."

Kyoraku Shunsui on the side coughed repeatedly, signaling Sufeng not to slander his teacher with such remarks.

"Even if you cough to death, I have to say this."

Su Feng spread his hands and replied helplessly, "That's what Mr. Yamamoto said. I just paraphrased it in my own way."

For a moment, Kyoraku Shunsui was silent and fell into deep doubt.

…………

At the same time, in the 12th Squad’s barracks.

In the underground research institute, there is a warehouse where a large number of artificial corpses are stored.

A body composed of countless spirit particles slowly solidified, and the transformation from nothingness to entity took only a moment.

The slightly sharp laughter echoed in the empty warehouse, making people's irritability suddenly increase.

"Hahaha, since your name contains the word 'sword', are you ready to use new tactics after your first defeat?"

The rain and dew pomegranate wrapped around Zaraki Fuuya, and then suddenly disappeared in front of the container where the artificial corpse was stored, with its eyes sealed with black leather strips pressed against it.

"Hahaha, is this your backup plan?" She tapped the container and chattered tirelessly, "It's really exciting. How will that interesting guy deal with it..."

Chapter 159: Action is obstructed, extreme madness!

"I have observed Tsunayashiro Sufu in the Avici Hell."

Zarjosou said calmly, "A very strange god of death. Even if you observe it in detail, you still can't discern its essence."

“Hahahaha!” Yu Lu Zhe Liu laughed charmingly, her graceful figure swaying back and forth. “This is the funniest thing I have heard in the past hundred years.”

"To describe peeping as meticulous observation is truly worthy of a man with the word 'sword' in his name!"

Zhicheng Shuang also responded in silence. He found that since Yu Wujian escaped from prison, Yu Luzheliu had been talking more and more nonsense.

He couldn't understand this change and could only attribute it to the Zanpakutō's mental illness.

But when he thought about the fact that Zanpakuto was forged based on the soul of the god of death, Zaraki Shuang couldn't help but fall into deep self-doubt.

Isn't it that the one who is sick is not the rain, dew and pomegranate, but myself?

After thinking for a moment, Zaraki Shuang also realized that he had fallen into a misconception. Zanpakuto was indeed based on the soul of the god of death, but that did not mean that the two were similar.

It only means that rain, dew and pomegranates are only one side of his character.

Sick, only partially.

Well, yes, that’s it!

After convincing himself, Zaraki Shuangya stepped forward, ready to break the container that sealed the artificial corpse.

However, at this moment, an extremely strange sound rang out in the warehouse, as if hundreds of surround speakers were placed there, and the overlapping sounds even formed a sound wave.

"Hey hey hey, look what I found?"

"Oh, it turned out to be a little mouse that sneaked in while the owner was away!"

As the voice fell, a huge light curtain unfolded above the warehouse, and a crazy face painted in black and white paint appeared in it.

"Let me introduce myself. I'm the new captain of the 12th Division and the owner of this warehouse—"

"The great Lord Kurotsuchi Mayuri!"

The golden pupils were close to the light curtain, and as they enlarged, they looked weird and crazy.

"Xiaozhou, look up the relevant information."

"Yes, Captain!"

"The eighth Kenpachi, Zaraki Futaba, destroyed the internal organs of Kuriyashiki Kenpachi by strange means one hundred and fifty years ago and killed him, thus inheriting the name of Kenpachi. Because of some covered-up crime, the Zero Squad was dispatched, and he was finally imprisoned in the endless hell."

"The above information was provided by Mao's 46th Room!"

"After that, he even made a bold statement at the captains' meeting not long ago, saying that he was determined to eradicate all the voids in the world and cut off the roots of the voids as well!"

A strange creature that looked like a combination of a temple bell and a giant catfish appeared in the light curtain, and its face, whose outlines could not be distinguished, was also filled with a crazy smile.

Just like Yu Lu Zhe Liu, ever since Mayuri Kurotsuchi became the captain of the 12th Division, the researchers in the Technical Development Bureau have become increasingly insane, and the overall atmosphere is immersed in an unspeakable madness.

"Here is the latest information about the battle situation of Squad 9!"

Xiaozhou waved his relatively short fingers and shouted excitedly, "The sinner Zicheng Shuang also used the super-standard No. 57 Breaking Dao Earth Dance and No. 63 Breaking Dao Thunder Roar Cannon, but still failed to achieve anything. Later, under the strong attack of our Captain Sufeng, he fled from the ruins in disgrace!"

"It's so embarrassing!"

"Hehe, who says it's not..."

Looking at the crazy people in the light curtain in front of him, Zaraki Shuang also responded in silence.

When he was still in the Avici Hell, he had observed Kurotsuchi Mayuri more than once, but since the other party had been in a maggot nest for many years, he did not have a deep understanding of him.

Just a poor creature who was oppressed by Urahara Kisuke.

"Hey, what's that look in your eyes?!"

Kurotsuchi Mayuri's fragile nerves showed that he was offended, although he did not have the ability to read minds and could not know what the other person was thinking.

But he instinctively felt an unconcealable disgust towards the guy in front of him.

“Pointless conversation.”

There was a trace of pity in the eyes of Zaraki Fuuya, "As a being that inherited the will of a certain guy, I have no interest in you at all."

"It would be a waste of time to continue the conversation."

As soon as he finished speaking, his body began to emit a faint white light again, which gradually became brighter, as if it was about to shatter and disappear.

However, after a moment, the light faded, and Zaraki Shuang remained intact in the same place.

"Guhaha, curious?"

The face painted with black and white paint once again occupied the light curtain. The difference from before was that the madness had completely disappeared, leaving only extreme calmness.

"Although I don't know exactly what your abilities are."

Nie Jian used force to twist his fingers, which made a crisp sound, as if crushing the bones inside them.

"But it is not difficult to analyze and judge based on previous combat situations."

"Merge your own spirit particles with the spirit particles in the air, or in other words, fuse the building ground, and even the body and soul of the god of death."

"I'm sorry, but with your abilities, you may not be able to fuse souls."

Kuroshio Mayuri loosened his thumb and index finger, and the remaining six fingers immediately went limp.

He actually broke all the bones in his fingers.

Looking at the scene on the screen, even someone as calm as Zhi Chengshuang couldn't help but twitch his eyes.

For the first time in a long time, the rain and dew pomegranate remained silent at this moment, as if the mute button was pressed.

“Speculate on that basis.”

Kurotsuchi Mayuri tried to recover his fingers. "You know everything that happened in the Soul Society. You even know the location of the warehouse where the artificial corpse is stored in the Technology Development Bureau."

"Can we make a bold assumption that the power of your Zanpakuto is to merge with the spirit particles of the entire Seireitei?"

In the warehouse, Zaraki Fuyou's pupils shrank suddenly, but returned to normal at an extremely fast speed.

Incomprehensible.

Are the thought processes of these so-called scientific researchers so outrageous?

"Hmm, the pupil changes in 0.3 seconds. It seems my guess is correct."

Kuroda Mayuri's fingers recovered, and he spread out his intact hands, like a host inviting guests. A crazy smile once again hung on his face, which was a mixture of black and white.

"Based on my previous guess, I added a process to the Technology Development Bureau's building."

"A medicine called spirit particle coagulant."

"You are curious about why your spirit particle cannot merge with it, right?"

The smile on the screen caused the corners of the mouth to be pulled to the sides, as if it was going to reach the ears.

"This comes from the great power of the Spirit King!"

The spirit particle solidifying agent is a drug developed based on the body of Yachukas in the Reverse Bone Zone, which can fix the spirit particles in a certain state.

After a moment of panic, Zaraki Shuang regained his composure and calmness.

He looked up at the huge face above him and said quietly, "I have to admit that your thinking has surpassed that of ordinary Shinigami. I previously thought that you were not as good as Urahara Kisuke. I hereby express my most sincere apologies to you."

"Unfortunately, the power of the Technology Development Bureau alone is not enough to keep me here."

As soon as he finished speaking, the artificial bodies in the containers not far away seemed to come to life. They stood up one by one and walked out of them without any hindrance.

"Scattered animal bones, spires, red crystals, and steel wheels."

"O Lord! The mask of flesh and blood, the myriad things, the thing that flutters its wings and bears the name of man!"

"Truth and moderation, the wall of dreams without guilt..."

"The twin lotuses chisel the blue fire wall, while the distant sky quietly awaits the abyss of the great fire..."

"Destroy yourself, Longdannini's black dog..."

Under Kurotsuchi Mayuri's surprised gaze, the cyborgs opened and closed their mouths, their voices overlapped, and a large number of ghost spells were chanted from their mouths.

For a moment, the spiritual pressure in the warehouse reached an extreme value.

The crimson light flickered continuously, but the piercing alarm could not even drown out the overlapping chanting voices.

"The untouchable dark hand, the invisible archer..."

"Dirty waves, crazy boat; boiling! numb! flickering! sleepless..."

"Eight winds gather together to create sparks, follow my instructions without confusion..."

The ghost spells continued to pile up, and even through the light curtain, the researchers from the Technology Development Bureau were still terrified.

Most of the members huddled behind Kurotsuchi Mayuri. Their overlapping figures reached the ceiling of the laboratory like a small mountain.

"Captain, if this level of ghost power explodes, we will all be blown to the sky!"

"Oh no, oh no, this is going to be a big trouble!"

"Wuwuwu, I'm still young, I haven't found my sister yet, and I don't want to die yet..."

……

"Shut up, everyone!"

The noisy noise made Kurotsuchi Mayuri feel upset, and he shouted angrily, instantly making the laboratory quiet down.

Looking at the ghost lights that kept piling up under the light curtain, it seemed as scorching and hot as the sun, and even more like the desperate scene before the end of the world.

Kurotsuchi Mayuri's mouth twisted, and his smile was once again filled with an unconcealable madness:

"Hey, even though your words made me a little happy, I still want to correct one thing."

"I've surpassed Urahara Kisuke!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the buzzing sound of the ghost spell stopped abruptly, and the cyborgs were like stuck machines, their bodies stiff and unable to move, and they couldn't even open and close their mouths.

The chanting of the ghost spell came to an abrupt halt.

Zaraki Shuangya opened his eyes and stared at the golden pupils above the light curtain.

For the first time in a long time, a hint of solemnity appeared on the face that should have been calm.