Bleach: The Self-Disciplined Captain of Seireitei

Su Feng smiled as he recounted the horrifying past, "Then I smashed his head into a pulp."

"What I mean is that Mr. Urahara and I should belong to the same category in some ways."

Urahara Kisuke seemed to be thinking about something. "I see. Regarding treatment, I can provide three directions. You can hand it over to Kurotsuchi Mayuri then."

"He will understand."

As he spoke, Urahara Kisuke pulled out a piece of white paper from his colorful clothes, which was covered with dense, ant-like handwriting.

Complex data and confusing professional terms.

Sufeng put it away without even looking at it.

Since his major was not related to this, these contents were not much different from the heavenly book to him.

"On behalf of Baymax, I would like to express my sincerest gratitude to you, Mr. Urahara."

Su Feng nodded and said, "I think he will try his best to reduce your past crimes through the Kuchiki family."

"Perhaps in the near future, we will be able to talk freely in Soul Society like we do now."

Hearing this, Urahara Kisuke showed an expectant smile on his face: "I hope that day will come sooner."

The false flattery ended here. Before leaving, Sufeng did not forget to stroke the black cat behind his head, which immediately caused a fierce cat cry.

"I'll kill you, Tsunayashiro Sufu!"

By the time the black cat reacted, Sufeng had already disappeared in the living room.

Urahara Kisuke looked in the direction where he disappeared and fell into deep thought.

He had seen Sufeng more than once.

The nobles' meeting in the Sixth District, the dojo class at the Shinō Spiritual Academy, the flower street tavern in Rukongai, the plains of the present-world Naruki City, the manor in the western suburbs of Karakura Town...

Urahara Kisuke kept recalling the scenes of his encounters with Sufeng, until he was surprised to find that -

When we first met, the other party was deliberately avoiding me.

Tsunayashiro Sufu, who is not even able to disguise himself, is trying to escape with his somewhat poor acting skills.

But if you look closely, you will find that there is not only avoidance in his eyes, but more of curiosity.

But every time they meet, the wind will change to varying degrees.

Be it personality, acting skills, ability, or attitude towards things...

Kisuke Urahara stared at his reflection in the coffee cup, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"It's really interesting..."

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Soul Society, Technology Development Department.

In Laboratory No. 23, Kurotsuchi Mayuri's exasperated voice continued to echo in the room:

"Damn, damn, damn!"

"Why did you go find that disgusting guy without consulting me!?"

Just by taking a glance at the contents on the white paper, he concluded that it was written by Urahara Kisuke.

The person who knows you best must be the one who hates you the most.

Even if Kurotsuchi Mayuri is unwilling to admit it, there is definitely no one in the entire Soul Society who knows Urahara Kisuke better than him.

"Stop talking so much nonsense." Su Feng said impatiently, "Da Bai's patience is also limited. If you can't solve Fei Zhen's problem, you can only take her to the human world."

"When the time comes, I will definitely record Urahara Kisuke's ridicule of you."

His tone gradually became more vicious. "Then publish it directly in the Seireitei Newsletter and expose the feud between you and Urahara Kisuke harshly."

"And they used 'Each Generation of Technology Development Bureau is Worse than the Previous' as the title of that issue."

After these words were spoken, Kurotsuchi Mayuri suddenly fell silent. After a long while, he finally responded:

"Tomorrow, I will take Miss Feizhen directly to Laboratory No. 13..."

Thanks to Mr. Derrick in the Forest for the reward.

Chapter 206 Science is the primary productive force

Although Mayuri Kurotsuchi's words and actions revealed his disgust and hatred for Urahara Kisuke.

But if you were to pick out one person in Soul Society who knows Urahara Kisuke best, it would be no one else but him.

On the second day after Sufeng gave him the final order, Feizhen was taken to Laboratory No. 13 of the Technology Development Bureau.

Here, a huge furnace sits on the red floor, like magma, with lines on it constantly flowing.

A huge amount of spiritual pressure was brewing in the furnace, like a time bomb that could explode at any time.

Sufeng said he was not surprised at all that Kurotsuchi Mayuri developed such a therapeutic device.

He didn't put some tentacles or mucus on the furnace, which was already a great respect for Byakuya Kuchiki.

However, even so, Kuchiki Byakuya's face still turned green when he saw this scene, and he had the urge to pull out the Senbonzakura and chop it down with a knife.

"Captain Kuchiki looks very unhappy."

Kurotsuchi Mayuri was still unaware of this. "Why not enter this soul-repairing device and experience it for yourself?"

He declined the invitation cordially, as if the device he was talking about was not a furnace but something extremely beautiful.

Yamada Seinosuke smiled awkwardly, leaned over to Sufeng and explained in a low voice:

"The shape of the soul completion device was independently developed by Mayuri Kurotsuchi. I originally wanted to construct it into a glass test tube."

Sufeng didn't care much about it, he just looked around the furnace curiously.

"Besides treating Feizhen, does this thing have any other uses?"

"Yes!" Yamada Seinosuke answered affirmatively, "In fact, the purpose of creating it was not for Miss Hima."

"Do you still remember the task you assigned to me, Lord Sufeng?"

"About this..."

His gaze moved down and stopped at Sufeng's waist, where the two Zanpakutō were crossed and facing each other.

Seeing this, Sufeng suddenly understood what Yamada Seinosuke meant.

Yan Luo Mirror Classic.

A Zanpakutō that cuts into the soul of its user.

According to relevant documents, the loss of the soul cannot be restored in any way.

But this kind of setting is not applicable to crazy scientists like Kurotsuchi Mayuri.

The boundary between life and death is completely blurred in front of it, not to mention the mere injury of soul recovery.

"It's a pity that the soul-repairing device has not yet been completely perfected."

Yamada Seinosuke lamented, "If you want to put it into use, it will consume a lot of blank virtual souls."

"Moreover, the usage process is extremely complicated, which is completely inconsistent with your expectations, Lord Sufeng."

The conversation between the two sounded like a mystery to Hime, while Byakuya Kuchiki glanced thoughtfully at the two Zanpakuto on Sufeng's waist.

The Yanluo Mirror Code is a secret to ordinary people, but to the other five nobles, it is just general information.

Realizing Sufeng's purpose, Kuchiki Byakuya inevitably had a hint of worry in his eyes.

Although this bad friend usually does all kinds of bad things, disregards the law, and tramples on the honor of the Kuchiki family many times, nailing himself to the pillar of shame...

But in the final analysis, Byakuya Kuchiki did not want to see Sufeng's mind blinded by power and his soul being reduced under the instigation of Yanluo Jingdian.

"What's that look in your eyes?" Su Feng glanced at him with disdain, "You kid don't think Yanluo Jingdian is very strong, do you?"

"A mere Zanpakutō that can't imitate Bankai is only slightly stronger than Senbonzakura to me..."

Kuchiki Byakuya suddenly closed his mouth as he was about to say something.

Damn it, it’s better for him to die sooner.

The side effects of Yanluo Jingdian should be stronger.

"Ms. Feizhen, please look over here!"

With the consent of Byakuya Kuchiki, Mayuri Kurotsuchi began to treat Hime.

Thanks to the three directions provided by Urahara Kisuke, he determined the treatment plan in a very short time, and the success rate was as high as 99%.

And even if it fails, there will be no side effects.

It was his solemn guarantee that allowed Kuchiki Byakuya to temporarily put his mind at ease.

"Oh, okay, okay..."

Whether it was the laboratory he was in, or the Frankenstein in front of him who had black and white paint smeared on his face and looked like a longhorn beetle, Feizhen felt extremely novel.

Having lived in Rukongai for many years, she had never imagined that there was such an interesting scene in Soul Society.

It's just that her good self-cultivation allows her to remain reserved.

If it were Rukia, she would have been working on the furnace by now.

Kurotsuchi Mayuri snapped his fingers, and a suspended light curtain suddenly descended from the white ceiling and stopped steadily in front of Hime.

On it, countless inky black ghost spells were swirling, moving around like a group of tadpoles, outlining strange and irregular patterns.

"Illusion-type binding technique, developed by me personally."

Yamada Seinosuke added, “It is generally used to stabilize the patient’s emotions so that subsequent treatment can be carried out.”

“Because it was developed only a short time ago, it has not yet been put into use in comprehensive emergency response centers.”

"But Maou Pharmaceutical Institute has already started using it on a large scale."

At this point, a sarcastic smile appeared on his face: "After all..."

"Compared to the emotions of the Shinigami soldiers, the emotions of the nobles are much more unstable."

Thinking back to his daily work at Mao Pharmaceutical Institute some time ago, Seinosuke Yamada felt that the current Technology Development Bureau was more familiar.

Even Kurotsuchi Mayuri's disgusting face was much better than those aristocratic patients.

"I will issue relevant orders through the Golden Seal Society."

Su Feng's smile faded a bit, and he said calmly, "Also, let Yamada Hanatarō also go to Mao's Pharmacy Institute for an internship for a while."

"The long period of actual combat training has caused his Hui Dao level to drop too much."

As if he thought of something funny, Yamada Seinosuke suddenly showed an excited smile on his face.

"I'd like to thank Master Sufeng in advance on behalf of Hanatarō."

On the side, Fei Zhen followed the doctor's instructions very obediently, staring at the changes in the patterns on the light screen. In just a few seconds, his whole body fell into a trance.

Upon seeing this, Kurotsuchi Mayuri opened the furnace behind him and mobilized his spiritual pressure to pour it into the interior. Suddenly, flames raged and the temperature in the laboratory seemed to have risen by dozens of degrees.

"Ms. Feizhen, please come in."

Kurotsuchi Mayuri gestured, "The gate to the Hell Furnace has been opened for you."

Before he could finish his words, he was enveloped by a murderous gaze. The materialized spiritual pressure lingered around Kuchiki Byakuya's body, fluctuating.

Su Feng let out a long sigh, with helplessness showing on his face.

Why is my partner so childish as to make such boring jokes about this?

Sufeng expressed his disagreement with Kurotsuchi Mayuri's bad taste.

They could have waited until Feizhen entered the furnace and then created the illusion of a failed experiment, making it appear as though Feizhen had died tragically due to a major mistake.

In this case.

He could just watch quietly as Mayuri Kurotsuchi's blood was spilt all over the Technical Development Bureau.

As Feizhen's figure disappeared in the raging fire, the treatment officially began.

Because of the inherent weakness of the soul, the power of the soul itself needs to be replenished in a timely manner, so the application of virtual souls is also mentioned in the treatment direction provided by Urahara Kisuke.

However, because of the experiment of making Hogyoku, Urahara Kisuke's research on this issue needs to be more in-depth.