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"The activated power of the Hogyoku can facilitate the transformation between Shinigami and Hollows. But so far there have been no successful cases... and the reason is simple."

The experimental individuals have limited capabilities.

After a period of silence, Tosen seemed to have sorted out his thoughts and began to speak.

"Although it's just a simple calculation, according to our estimates... to complete the transformation, the minimum spiritual pressure level needed is at least that of a fourth-rank seated officer."

It doesn't sound that high.

But even searching the entire Soul Society, there are only a few dozen suitable candidates... which can already be considered a 'scarce resource'.

"Is it because the previous successful case involved a third-class seat officer?"

"No, it's just a simple calculation... just an estimate."

"That's why we need further experiments to work backward from this data. Gentlemen, time waits for no one."

"So, once the experimenters are identified, how exactly should we proceed? Targeting a team leader won't be a simple process."

"This naturally requires careful consideration... At this stage, the main goal is to reach a consensus."

The three of them chatted back and forth, seemingly oblivious to their surroundings.

Suddenly, a crisp sound came from beside Matsushita Yusuke.

Ding-dong...

The person involved turned to look.

Seeing that Jiu Nanbai had squatted down and was moving closer to them, he kept muttering to himself.

"I told you not to play around while eating... You even dropped your spoon!"

Matsushita Yusuke picked it up and handed it to the other person.

Kunan Shiro was stunned for a moment, then smiled happily and nodded vigorously to Matsushita Yusuke to express his gratitude.

"Thanks! Are you a new member of the Eleventh Division? I've never seen you before!"

She was very proactive, and now she raised her right hand to her cheek, her eyes sparkling as she called out.

"My name is Jiu Nanbai! What's yours?"

Matsushita Yusuke opened his mouth, but before he could speak, a hand reached out from behind, grabbed Kunan Shiro's collar, and pulled her backward.

Kensei Muguruma, looking impatient, picked up his vice-captain as if he were a chick and couldn't help but sigh.

"Sorry, this guy gets so excited he loses all sense of direction..."

As he spoke, Kensei looked Matsushita Yusuke up and down.

"Especially for guys like you, that's exactly his strong zone."

"If you know that, then don't get in the way of my flirting!"

"You should at least consider the occasion, you idiot!!!"

After a while of commotion, Matsushita Yusuke smiled awkwardly, unsure how to respond.

"I'm sorry, did I make you nervous?"

Shinji Hirako squeezed in, revealing a familiar smile and speaking in a rather casual tone.

“The guys around here are always causing trouble... If we’ve bothered you, I hope you won’t mind too much.”

Since things had come to this point, there was no reason to pursue the matter further. Matsushita Yusuke nodded slightly, about to reply.

Aizen Sousuke, standing beside him, spoke first.

"It's alright, my team members aren't such weaklings."

Aizen suddenly stood up, picked up his plate, and smiled as usual.

"Well then... we'll take our leave."

"Oh, speaking of which... excuse me, could you wait a moment?"

The three who were about to leave paused slightly. Aizen and Matsushita Yusuke were able to maintain their composure, but Tosen Kaname was already sweating profusely...

Aizen stood still, smiled, and turned around.

"Is there anything I can help you with?"

Hirako Shinji rubbed his chin, looking Aizen Sousuke and the others from side to side, his expression becoming somewhat subtle.

"It may sound rude, but I feel like I've seen you somewhere before..."

"Haha, is it just your imagination?"

"...That's true! Sorry to bother you."

This was just a minor incident, and after it ended, Matsushita Yusuke secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Holy crap, is it true that they're 'same type Stands'?!

Does Shinji Hirako possess some degree of illusion resistance? But that doesn't make much sense... You know, when the Visoreds first appeared in the original work, they only made a brief appearance and had some presence at the very beginning.

After that, almost the entire Gotei 13 was wiped out by Aizen.

Hirako did not exhibit any 'special' resistance in any sense.

Clearly, this situation is abnormal... Yusuke Matsushita frowned and pondered for a long time before finally seeming to realize something.

Spiritual pressure?

It's important to understand that while Aizen currently possesses the spiritual pressure of a peak Shinigami, he has ultimately not broken through his limits.

'Because the gap isn't too large, there's still a possibility of instability in performance?'

Without realizing it, Matsushita Yusuke felt as if he had found a reason why the prison warden had to become stronger...

Who would want to live in constant fear?

"Let's go, you two."

Matsushita Yusuke responded and turned his head away, not looking back.

He strode forward.

133: Begin Action

A few days later, Matsushita Yusuke sat in meditation in the empty dojo.

His aura was restrained, his eyes were slightly closed, and he seemed to have entered some kind of transcendent state.

Soi Fon, holding some documents, was about to come in, but upon seeing the scene inside through the open window, she hesitated for a moment before turning and leaving.

Government affairs that are not particularly urgent can be postponed...

But correspondingly.

The increase in strength required to become the captain of the 11th Division is a different kind of hard requirement.

'They didn't come in to bother me? Soi Fon seems to have improved too...'

Matsushita Yusuke, having stopped moving, opened his eyes again with a look of感慨 (gǎnkǎi, a complex emotion encompassing both admiration and reflection).

The kind of experiment he just did was exactly what he had been doing these past few days.

It originates from the special meditation technique of Mao Zhihua Lie.

By concentrating one's mind, one can enter a more transcendent state. In that state, any technique becomes effortlessly intuitive—though it sounds mystical, it's simply about eliminating distractions and focusing the mind.

Why does it feel like it's 'effortless'?

If you could kill people for a thousand years and not die, you could probably reach that level of ease!

In short, during these days... through Grandma's teachings and example, Matsushita Yusuke gained some rewards to some extent.

The system is one aspect.

This kind of completely useless skill is another matter...

'The next scheduled sparring session seems to be tomorrow night, right? Tsk... I'll have to pretend I've already learned it then.'

Pretend you've learned it, since Granny won't mind teaching you again.

While reflecting on his thoughts, Matsushita Yusuke slowly got up and walked towards his office.

The Eleventh Division is now unusually empty.

One reason is that they haven't yet conducted a public recruitment process.

Although the team has been rebuilt, Yusuke Matsushita adheres to the attitude of 'striving for excellence' and is still planning and finalizing the selection process for team members.

Unfortunately, the team has a limited number of members.

It's like planting one thing in one hole.

You can't grow betel nuts if you grow radishes, right? (Something's not right here)

Considering that the number of team members that this team management system can accommodate is limited, Yusuke Matsushita intends to do it all at once.

He pushed open the office door and saw Soi Fon working on some documents.

"Soi Fon, how's that application for collaboration with the Shinigami Academy coming along?"

Upon hearing this, the latter looked up and handed over the item beside him.

“I was just about to tell you about this... Vice Captain of the Sparrow Club has already looked at this and thinks there are no problems. We can pass it on to Captain-Commander Yamamoto.”

Matsushita Yusuke's eyes lit up.

"real?!"

The emotional fluctuations were obvious, but they were understandable.

Because Matsushita Yusuke plans to cooperate directly with the Spirit Arts Academy... he will recruit people from there in the future.

Like other squads, they hold open recruitment every year after graduation season. After interviews and written tests, the final selection is based on the overall scores.

There's nothing we can do about it.

After all, the overall background of Soul Society is more feudal.

The illiteracy rate, if not extremely high, must have been at least so high that it gave Matsushita Yusuke a headache.

People from Rukongai are a mixed bag, and for Matsushita Yusuke to personally select them one by one... that would be an exorbitant time cost.

Therefore, we can only use a simpler, more rudimentary method.

By using the True Spiritual Arts Academy for a screening process, most of the unnecessary waste can be eliminated.

It can only be said that education is indeed the foundation of reform... Old Man Shan's vision is still far-sighted!

As these fragmented thoughts passed through his mind, Yusuke Matsushita reviewed the documents, nodding occasionally and making comments and corrections.

After all these days, he has gotten used to these movements to some extent.

Soi Fon generally had no objections, but after handing over the documents, she couldn't help but say something.

"Although I shouldn't be saying this... wouldn't doing it this way be too inefficient?"

That's the problem.

There was already no one in the group, and now they have to drag it out until graduation season.

Are the Eleventh Division not doing any work? Are they just going to wait for half a year?

"I will apply for this separately... I will try to recruit a group of people who are interested in joining the team next month."

Yusuke Matsushita flipped through the documents in his hand and said without looking up.

"Of course, although it's urgent, we must ensure quality and quantity... The quality of our team members must not be neglected."

Soi Fon remained silent for a while.

Your predecessor recruited people directly from Rukongai.

But... never mind.

It's always better to be diligent than to give up!

"Did you have something to say just now?"

Soi Fon closed her eyes with a sigh, shook her head, and buried her head in the pile of documents.

"No! Just do your job well... Captain!"