In Soul Society, love and bond begin

After that conversation with the Hyoshubu, Yamamoto had already understood the nature of the three-world system of Soul Society, the living world, and Hueco Mundo.

These three realms are all shackles that suppress "hell".

Since it is a shackle, the heavier it is, the more perfect it is.

Thinking of this, Yamamoto looked at Fujimiya Makoto with even more admiration.

How long ago did this kid start planning this whole plan?

What an amazing brat.

If it weren't so abnormal, it would be perfect!

Thinking of this, Yamamoto suddenly felt that it wouldn't be so unacceptable if he had a few more weird hobbies...right?

"That's it."

After listening to this, Yamamoto pondered for a long time and suddenly asked:

"Sincerity."

"exist."

"Are you... interested in working part-time as a teacher at the Maou Spiritual Arts Academy for a while?"

Fujimiya Makoto raised his head and looked at him with a confused expression:

"Ah I?"

Are you really not afraid that little Podao will lead the children astray, Captain?

......

It is obvious that the captain discussed your position change with you in an inquiring tone, but he did not mean for you to really discuss it with him.

Before Fujimiya Makoto could even open his mouth to object, the matter had already been decided decisively.

In addition to this, he also had the responsibility of designing and building the 'Shin' Spiritual Arts Academy City'.

Don't use the suspect, but don't use it.

Since it was you who proposed the proposal, it is natural for you to carry out this order.

Until he was asked to leave the First Squadron's barracks, Fujimiya Makoto had a sad and mournful expression on his face.

More work, more work.

"Makoto, don't blame Master Genryusai."

After escorting him out, Quebu looked at his pitiful appearance and couldn't help but sigh: "Master Yuanliuzai really has no one to use."

"The problem you just solved with so little effort has already troubled Master Genryusai for many days."

"Until you return, Genryūsai-sama won't even be able to find anyone to discuss matters with."

Fujimiya Makoto looked at him puzzledly: "Aren't the other captains here?"

"Are you serious?"

Quebu turned to look at him, his expression even more confused.

"..."

"Yes, the old man has started using nobles."

Fujimiya Makoto immediately realized that he had just said something stupid.

The first generation of captains, do you expect them to do anything that requires their brains?!

"And it's not just the various squads."

"The newly built Shinyang Spiritual Arts Academy now has a faculty roster where more than half of the faculty members are descended from former noble families."

"Master Yuan Liuzhai invited you over this time, probably with the intention of suppressing them, right?"

Quebu couldn't help but shake his head.

These people are really not good at fighting.

But their family background cannot be faked.

"Speaking of which, the recruitment of the first batch of students should be almost completed now." Que Bu suddenly turned around as if he remembered something.

"Cheng Jun, do you want to go over and take a look now?"

......

Chapter 116: This is the guy, right?

"Lingwei, 13th level!"

"Name, Nishikawa Wataru."

"Origin: North Third District."

"by!"

"You line up this way."

In front of the White Path Gate, young people with spiritual talents who were recruited from all over the place by the Thirteenth Squadron of the Gotei Shinigami were gathered in an open space not far from the gate.

A Grim Reaper stood beside a spirit-testing crystal, watching young people place their hands on the surface of the crystal. On the other side of the crystal, the corresponding spiritual power value would appear.

Due to the lack of personnel, the current Gotei 13 have almost no requirements for this group of students. As long as they have spiritual power talent of level 20 or above, they can be admitted.

However, even the number of 'twentieth level' is definitely not something that ordinary people can achieve.

Because this is the 'minimum limit for Zanpakutō awakening' obtained by the nobles of Soul Rei Tei through countless experiments during a long period of time.

Those who are lower than this are not without spiritual talent, but their spiritual power is too weak to allow them to communicate with their Zanpakutō.

Among this group of young people recruited, nearly half are ordinary people who may not even reach the 'twentieth grade'. Even if they barely pass, most of them are on the edge of the nineteenth or eighteenth grade.

At this moment, hearing that there was actually a talented person who was almost at the level of a "Xiguan", immediately caused a cry of surprise from the people behind.

Even the young man himself was surprised. With a look of delight, he followed the official Death God in front of him and stood in the queue of "passers", which aroused the envy of those behind him.

This was the scene Fujimiya Makoto saw when he first arrived at Baidaomen.

“Where did you recruit these people from?”

"Is that all?"

He casually asked Quebu beside him.

Suzu Chojiro smiled and said, "Some time ago, Genryūsai-sama originally planned to continue running the Shinō Spiritual Arts Academy in the original Yuanzijuku format. However, due to limited teaching resources, he only posted the enrollment notice in the first five districts of Rukongai."

"These young people probably came here after seeing the notice."

"Issuing a notice?"

Takanonomiya Makoto was stunned: "Are there no other measures?"

Quebu looked at him strangely: "What other measures are needed for enrollment?"

"We have very limited manpower. It's not easy to cover all five districts of Rukongai in such a short time."

"No wonder."

Fujimiya Makoto looked at the queue in front of him.

The enrollment queue in front of the Baidao Gate seemed very long, but in fact, there were less than 300 people, and more than half of them did not meet the minimum enrollment standards. In the end, there were probably only about 100 apprentices accepted from Rukongai.

What does this indicate?

It cannot be said that Seireitei's control over Rukongai is deep-rooted, but it can be said that it is almost non-existent.

If you think about it carefully, it seems to be true.

After the battle of Seireitei, even with the surrender of the Seireitei noble army, the number of people in Motojijuku was actually just over a thousand.

The total number of combat personnel in the current Gotei 13 is less than 1,300, with an average of less than 100 people per team.

At least, Fujimiya Makoto was very clear that the combat team under his command only had about eighty players in total.

How can this small number of people control the entire vast Rukongai?

"But...how many talents have been buried?"

Fujimiya Makoto wondered if there would be a person of the chief officer level among the hundreds of apprentices who came to take the test.

Just as he was thinking this, he heard the official Death God in front of him suddenly froze and spoke loudly:

"Spiritual power level, six, six!"

"Name, Tsunayashiro Tokinada!"

"Origin: Seireitei."

"by!"

In an instant, the whole crowd fell silent.

Not only the preparatory students behind him, but even the official Death Gods standing nearby who were responsible for maintaining order all looked at him in astonishment.

Born with the sixth-level spiritual power, he is already a real high-ranking officer.

This is my future boss.

Unconsciously, these people's gazes became more respectful.

The young man called Tsunayashiro Tokinada simply smiled calmly, walked proudly into the front row of the crowd, and walked straight to the front.

However, none of these people had any complaints. Instead, they looked at him respectfully.

Some people even wanted to kneel down.

The common people's fear of the nobles was not completely eradicated by Yuanliu's victory.

Just the five words 'origin, Seireitei' were enough to stun everyone.

And he's not the only one.

The voices of the official Death Gods who signed up behind him grew louder and louder.

"Spiritual power, eighth level."

"Omaeda Nozomi!"

"Lingwei, fourth level!"

"Kyōraku Shunsui!"

"Lingwei, fourth level!"

"Ukitake Jushiro!"

Name after name, one after another, extremely high spiritual talents were announced from the mouth of this official Death God. The eyes of all the students behind him unconsciously changed from shock and astonishment at the beginning to numbness and taking it for granted.

Because, there is a word clearly attached behind the origins of these people.

Seireitei.

What does this mean?

Of course, these people are all high and mighty nobles!

Bloodline, inheritance, talent, ability, status.

All of these seemed to be linked together as if by nature, becoming necessary factors for being an "aristocrat", so much so that these guys from ordinary backgrounds had no courage to compare themselves with each other, and instead they huddled up like quails.

The direct descendants of the nobles who passed the assessment ignored the gazes of others and naturally walked to the front of the queue in the crowd that split like Moses parting the sea.

"What an outstanding junior."

Fujimiya Makoto looked at them, who were calm and composed under the gaze of everyone, as if everything happening before his eyes was as it should be, and he couldn't help but sigh softly.

Quebu didn't hear his hidden meaning and nodded in agreement: