In Soul Society, I just want to retire

As he said that, Hyakkisi actually took out a brass knuckle from his pocket. It was covered with sharp spikes. It seemed that he was not joking.

"Are you sick? You're definitely sick. This isn't just a psychopath. This is a masochist, right?" Mako Hirako complained crazily in her heart.

However, Hikifune Kiryu said that he didn't need the brass knuckles and that his bare hands would be enough.

There was excitement flashing in Baiguisi's eyes. Finally, he could experience the pain. It was so rare.

Since he was a child, his body has been too strong. He can easily win any fight with anyone. In order to experience the pain he has never experienced before, he even stood still and let others hit him. However, his body's defense is so high that no matter how the opponent hits him, he can't feel any pain, and there is not even a trace of scar.

It would be wonderful if the girl in front of me could cause me pain.

How would this girl hit herself? With her bare hands, would she punch her? Or would she kick her in the crotch?

Even if it is a weakness recognized by all men, it is not a problem for me.

Or should I pierce my eyes? My eyeballs are much stronger than an average person's.

So what means of attack are left?

In Hyakkiji's frantic mind, he saw Hikifune Kiryu walk over, raise his fair and tender hands, and gently slap Hyakkiji's cheeks twice.

"Crack! Crack!"

Everyone was stunned. This time, the damage was not great, but it was extremely insulting.

"Mr. Pervert, are you satisfied with this?" Hikifune Kiryu looked at Hyakkiji with a smile. Hyakkiji felt that his indestructible defense had been broken.

"Okay, Hirako, since this perverted gentleman is silent, you should feel satisfied, right? Let's go home and cook!" Hikifune Kiryu took Hirako away in a leisurely manner.

It's a psychic attack, Hikifune Kiryu used a psychic attack!!!

Hyakkiji felt as if something in him as a man was shattered.

The little boy who was with Yizhi and Hyakkiji also showed a helpless expression.

"Hyakkiji, I told you that you have a mental problem. Before you challenge the strongest god of death, I'd better find a psychiatrist for you!" said the little boy.

"No, I'm not sick. I just crave pain. I'm not sick!" Hyakkiji said firmly, not knowing that this situation was already a terminal illness.

The passers-by around looked at Baiguisi with sympathy, and some even threw coins at him.

"Such a grown man is actually a lunatic. He is so pitiful. Everyone come and help him!"

In this way, Baigui Temple harvested a large amount of vegetables and fruits in just half an hour.

It’s enough to keep them fed for a long time.

......

"I'm back! Yamabuki, you don't know, we actually met a pervert on the street just now! I was scared to death, but thanks to my cleverness, I managed to escape." Hikifune Kiryu said with a smile on his face.

"Pervert?" Yamabuki Ditang was stunned. How could someone dare to have evil intentions towards Hikifune Kirito?

Don't be afraid, wait seven hundred years and then crush him to death with your weight.

Heihei murmured quietly, "I don't think that guy is a bad person. He even saved my life. But he's really mentally disturbed. He actually asked Miss Kiryu to hit him in public? It's not enough to use bare hands. He brought brass knuckles. Didn't you see how sharp those knuckles are?"

There are really abnormal things every year, but there are especially many this year.

Yamabuki Ditang analyzed from a very professional perspective that this should be a very serious mental illness. This person must have been abused by his mother since childhood. Once he was abused after growing up, he would have the illusion that he was loved by his mother when he was a child.

Yes, that must be the case.

"I'm going to cook! You two can do whatever you want here, just treat it as your own home." Hikifune Kiryu came to the kitchen with various ingredients and started cooking a big meal.

Hirako Mako suddenly asked in a low voice, "Why did you insist on dragging me to Miss Kiryu's house for a meal? Is there any important meaning behind this?"

"You'll know in a moment." Yamabuki Ditang said in a low voice.

Not long after, the aroma of food came from the kitchen, and Pingzi couldn't help swallowing.

He had always believed that eating was just about filling the stomach with food, but when he saw Kiryu bringing out all kinds of delicious food he had never seen before, Hirako knew that he was extremely wrong.

Five-Star Emperor MacArthur once said, "If I ever meet this woman at the dinner table, I'll know how little I know about fine food."

"Don't be polite to me, just eat as much as you want, there's more!" After cooking, Hikifune Kiryu's figure became noticeably slimmer, transforming from a plump beauty into a slim beauty.

"This...what is going on?" Hirako looked at Hikifune Kiryu in shock.

"When Kiryu cooks, she can incorporate her spiritual pressure into the food. This way, when others eat the food she cooks, not only can their spiritual pressure be restored, but their own spiritual pressure can also be enhanced. It's very powerful. Actually, I can do it too, but I'm just too lazy to do it." Yamabuki Ditang said.

Hirako excitedly took a bite of the barbecue, and sure enough, the food contained spiritual pressure.

"So, if we keep eating the food made by Ms. Kiryu, won't we become stronger?" asked Hirako.

Chapter 159: Come and hit me! Come and hit me!

"Stop dreaming!" Yamabuki Ditang poured cold water on him without hesitation. "We've studied this matter. A person's potential has its limits. It's like a bowl. When it's made, its capacity is determined, and it's extremely difficult to break through. Even if you eat Kiryu's delicious food every day, once you reach this limit, you won't be able to improve even a little bit. Do you understand?"

Most of the Death Gods can only reach the level of a soldier in their entire life. Their talents only allow them to go this far, and it is extremely difficult to move forward.

Hirako Mako nodded, not quite understanding. But what did this have to do with him? He just wanted to be an ordinary team member.

......

Rukongai.

There are many kendo halls in Rukongai, where wandering samurai teach others swordsmanship for a fee. For those who cannot become Shinigami, the kendo hall is their final destination. They can learn some swordsmanship for self-defense, and they can also huddle together for warmth and avoid being bullied by others. However, tonight, the kendo hall closest to Soul Society welcomed an uninvited guest.

"boom!"

The door of the kendo hall was kicked open by someone from outside. The heavy wooden door flew twenty or thirty meters away and hit the wall.

The owner of the kendo hall immediately realized that someone was coming to challenge him, and hurriedly summoned all the disciples to prepare to deal with this uninvited guest. For a kendo hall, being challenged is a common thing. After all, resources are limited. If you want to accept more disciples, you have to show your strong power. The most intuitive way to show your power is to challenge him.

Let others become your stepping stones, show your powerful martial arts, and recruit more disciples.

A burly man, over 1.9 meters tall, lazily walked in from outside. As soon as he entered, he said, "Who's the best fighter here? Let him come out."

The headmaster sat upright and had to show grace in front of his disciples.

"Who are you? Which dojo are you from? Tell me your name?" the owner shouted sternly.

"Me? My name is Baiguisi. I'm not famous. The reason I'm looking for you is because I'm very unhappy now. Can you send someone to beat me up?" Baiguisi said listlessly.

The owner, thinking his hearing was failing due to age, couldn't help but reach out and pick at his own ears. Then he asked, "You mean... like being beaten? Did I understand you correctly?"

In this day and age, are people still using this trick? Are they trying to scam me?

As long as my disciples touch him, he will immediately lie down and ask me for medical expenses?

Indeed, several years ago, many people used this method to commit fraud, and this is at the foot of Soul Society, so no one will be killed unless it is absolutely necessary.

Generally, when encountering such people, the owner of the pub would consider himself unlucky and give the other party some money to force the other party to leave. This time was the same. The owner of the pub took out a few copper coins from his pocket.

"Young man, life is not easy for everyone. Take this little money and go somewhere else!" said the owner in a helpless tone.

Baiguisi looked at the money in his hand and didn't react for a moment what was going on.

"I'm not here to ask for money. I just want someone to beat me up, preferably if it hurts! That would be good for all of us." Hyakkisi said sincerely.

The museum owner was stunned. It turned out that there were still people so dedicated in this day and age.

You asked for this. The master said to one of his disciples, "Go and beat him up, but don't hurt him too much. Stop when it's enough."

The disciple bowed his head, drew the wooden sword from his waist, and was about to step forward to attack when suddenly, Baiguisi took out a steel brass knuckles from his arms and threw it over.

"Hit me with this." Hyakkiji said sincerely.

The disciple looked at the sharp spikes on the brass knuckles, and turned to look at his master at a loss.

The museum owner was in awe, thinking that he had met a man who was not afraid of death.

In that case, I will grant your wish.

"Don't kill him, but make him feel the pain," said the owner.

The disciple looked at the shiny brass knuckles and felt a little hesitant to hit him. If the punch hit his face, at best his skin would be torn, and at worst his flesh and bones would be separated.

"I'm really going to fight! You'd better be careful." The disciple aimed at the opponent's chest and punched hesitantly. He originally thought that he would see blood and flesh flying out, but when his fist landed on Baiguisi, he found that something was wrong.

The feeling was definitely not like hitting a person, but more like hitting an extremely hard piece of granite. Sparks even flew between the steel spikes of the brass knuckles and Hyakkiji's skin.

This is outrageous.

The disciple stared blankly at Baigui Temple, then turned back to look at his teacher.

The owner of the museum also realized that something was wrong. Could it be that this person was not here to ask for money, but was really here to get beaten?

"Young man, you are a very kind person, but please do your best. This is the greatest respect for me." Baiguisi said gently.

The disciple held the brass knuckles, and this time he used all his strength and punched Baiguisi in the face without mercy. As a result, the steel spikes of the brass knuckles were broken. At the same time, the disciple's arm was also fractured, and he rolled on the ground in pain.

Baiguisi said calmly: "Please all of you come out here and fight me!"

The museum owner has never encountered such an outrageous thing in his life of more than a hundred years. This person is a tough guy.

"In that case, life and death are left to fate." The master shouted, and dozens of disciples rushed out, holding swords in their hands.

At the command, dozens of people rushed out, swinging their swords and slashing with all their might.

All I heard was a series of crackling sounds, and the knife shattered to the ground.

Many disciples' arms were injured, the hall master's face turned pale, and Baiguisi sighed sadly, "Why is it so difficult to find someone who can hurt me?"

"Is there anyone powerful around here? I can hear from others if I want to." asked Baiguisi.

The gym owner pondered for a moment. "There's a giant in the kendo gym on the west side. It's said to be extremely powerful. Maybe he can satisfy your needs. Also, I heard that there's a ghostly man operating in the Zaraki district all year round. His name is... Kenpachi, something like that!"

Hyakkiji's pupils shrank instantly. Kenpachi? Only the strongest Shinigami of all time would be called "Kenpachi". Kenpachi should be in Seireitei now, so why would he appear in Zaraki District?

"Thank you! I will come back to see you when I find the person I'm looking for." Hyakkiji said with a smile. This museum owner is a pretty nice person!

That night, many martial arts halls were in chaos and bloodshed.

The next day, the owner of the museum heard that the giant had become completely autistic and never touched a sword again, giving up martial arts to focus on literature.

Chapter 160: Space-based abilities can really do whatever you want

The scorching hot summer is the most unbearable. After eating a piece of iced watermelon, Yamabuki Detang found a cool place to take a nap. Outside, the cicadas were lying on the trees, making annoying chirping sounds.

Completely different from the leisurely Yamabuki Detang, Hirako Mako has a huge pile of documents in front of her and is working overtime frantically.

"Asshole! This is obviously your own job, right? Why are you pushing it all onto me? I'm just a temporary worker at best, and you really order people around!" Pingzi said gritting his teeth. He also wanted to eat a piece of iced watermelon and then find a cool place to have a good sleep, but now he had to deal with the documents in his hands.

This is the legendary saying that a higher-ranking official can crush a lower-ranking official. If I were a captain, wouldn't I need to be ordered around like this?

Pingzi thought silently in his heart that when he had the chance, it would be best if he could become a captain or vice-captain or something like that, so that he could be lazy with a clear conscience.

Perhaps it was because the weather was too hot, making people restless and irritable. Other people in the staff department were also working hard, but the workload of ordinary people was only about one-third of Pingzi's. The most important thing was that the salaries of both parties were exactly the same.

"You bastard! If I can become the captain one day, I will definitely give all the work to you. Then I will eat watermelon and sing songs beside you while watching you working hard. This feeling is really wonderful." Pingzi kept fantasizing in his heart.

What he didn't know was that what he was going to do had already been done by the current captain-in-chief. Otherwise, why do you think there was a general staff!

It was because the captain had piled too much work on Yamabuki Ditang, and it was impossible to finish it all by one person, so he had so many assistants and advisors.

At this time, most of the teams are resting. After all, it is so hot, who would be stupid enough to lie there and work?

Of course, except for the 12th Division.

At this time, the 12th Division was already very busy. The instrument on the screen detected that a large number of black cavities appeared not far from Soul Society.

This also means that a large number of spirits have entered Soul Society.

Hikifune Kiryu crossed his arms over his chest and looked at the information in front of him with a serious expression.

"Have you figured out what happened? Why are there so many Hollows in Soul Society?" Hikifune Kiryu fanned his cheeks, unable to bear the heat. He took off his coat, revealing a white shirt.

In terms of majesty, perhaps only the current captain of the Eighth Division, Kakuto Takeunsai, could compete with him. Moreover, he was sweating a lot in such hot weather, making his shirt stick tightly to his body. The researcher responsible for answering questions didn't know where to look!

"I'm very sorry, deputy captain, we haven't found the cause yet. However, if we don't report it to the higher-ups quickly, it might lead to a disaster," the researcher reminded.

When Hollow comes to Soul Society, he will definitely find a way to devour souls. If he devours too many souls, the balance of the three realms will collapse. The God of Death was created to prevent this from happening.

"Really? What on earth is the captain doing when such a big thing happens?" Hikifune Tong angrily kicked open the door of Zenjoji Arihime's laboratory.

Arinaka of Zenjoji Temple carefully took a dropper and dripped some very strange-looking liquid into the test tube.

"Captain!!! Something big has happened now. Come out and take charge of the situation quickly, otherwise the captain will definitely withhold your research funds." Hikifune Kiryu shouted.

Zenjoji Youpin stretched out her chubby hand and gestured to silence everyone: "It's almost there! This is my greatest achievement in the past hundred years!"

Hikifune Kiryu had no way to deal with his own captain, so he could only report the matter to the captain-general.