In Soul Society, I just want to retire

He has watched a lot of anime, in which he often sees a type of bullet called "curse bullet". This thing is concentrated magic. Although it is a bullet on the surface, it can exert the power of forbidden spells.

If... if I could concentrate the destructive power of Podao into a bullet, could I greatly increase the power of the Lingzi Fire Gun?

Never underestimate the Soul Society's advanced technology and ghost arts.

Aizen, who was imprisoned in the hell, has spiritual pressure that has surpassed the scope of the Shinigami and Hollows, but he is still bound by various seals.

He threatened to knock the Soul King Palace down from the sky, but was forcibly restrained by the chair invented by Kurotsuchi Mayuri.

It is not impossible to concentrate the power of ghosts into a bullet if you study it patiently.

In the next two months, Yamabuki Detang began to study how to "enchant" bullets so that they would have destructive power comparable to that of the Kidō the moment they were fired.

Zenjoji Arihime is indeed listless. Are you kidding me? How could such research possibly succeed?

However, during this period, the spirit particle musket first developed by Yamabuki Detang had been put into use. As expected, in the battles of the next two months, the number of casualties among the Shinigami equipped with the spirit particle musket was greatly reduced.

Even many nobles regarded the Reiko muskets as collectibles. Without knowing it, Yamabuki Detang once again led the trend in Soul Society.

Of course, for most nobles, the spirit gun is just a toy for them to show off.

The casualty rate decreased, and the Fourth Division's industry was reduced.

It was a sunny afternoon and Unohana was dozing off in her office.

The warm sunshine on Unohana's face was very comfortable.

"Captain! Captain!" a female Death God whispered, "Your neck will hurt when you wake up from sitting like this. If you're really tired, why not lie down for a while? Have you been getting enough rest lately?"

Unohana woke up slowly and found that there was saliva at the corner of her mouth. She reached out and wiped it gently, smiling embarrassedly: "I don't know what's wrong with Yamabuki recently, every night, ah!"

The girl's face flushed instantly. "The captain is so bold, isn't he?" "How could he tell such a thing to outsiders? Shouldn't he go home and discuss it with his husband?"

I also heard that the captain and the chief of staff have been married for more than a hundred years, and their relationship is still so good.

"He does spooky experiments every night and there are explosions every day. We can't live like this!" Unohana yawned and then noticed that her teammates' faces were very red.

"What's wrong with you? Are you sick? Your face is very red? Do you want me to prescribe some medicine for you?" asked Unohana.

The little girl then realized that she had misunderstood.

"Captain, you and the Chief of Staff are the model couple of the Gotei 13. How did you two meet? Can you tell us about it?" the little girl said excitedly.

Gossip is a girl's nature, not to mention that Unohana has a gentle personality and a very good relationship with the team members, and often jokes with them.

Unohana looked at the sun in the sky and said leisurely, "So, this happened over a hundred years ago. At that time, I wasn't even a member of the Gotei 13. I was young and full of energy back then. When I heard there was a master among the Gotei 13, I challenged him. Oh, and I beat up Saito Fuuma and Iwahara Kinraku. And the Central Forty-Six at that time were very rotten. I killed half of them. As I was killing them, Yamabuki appeared in front of me. Oh! It's really fate when I think about it!"

The expressions of the players who were just watching the show changed.

Was the captain such a scary person back then?

Half of the Central 46 were killed! How could they still survive? This is too outrageous!

By the way, what have you been through over the years to become so gentle?

Is it true that love and family can change a woman?

Just as Unohana was reminiscing about the past like an old woman, another explosion was heard from the direction of her home.

Unohana sighed and covered her forehead with her hands. It seemed that she would not be able to sleep well tonight.

Or...how about I make some medicine for Yamabuki to distract him?

Unohana made up her mind and went to the medicine store.

Chinese yam, cornus officinalis, epimedium, cinnamon bark, cistanche deserticola, golden cherry fruit, prepared rehmannia root, white mulberry, cynomorium songaricum, yinyang fruit, double kidney fruit, and fengliu fruit.

The female team member next to him blushed and whispered, "Captain, hasn't the General Staff been too exhausted lately? If he keeps up with this... won't there be any problems?"

"No, I know my limits." Unohana smiled and poured the ingredients into the medicine mortar one by one and ground them into powder.

The male team member next to him just felt cold all over, and the general staff had suffered tonight.

Only Unohana smiled and increased the dosage of these tonics to a lethal dose.

……

It was already late at night, and explosions were heard from the basement of Yamabuki Ditang's house for a long time. I don't know if it was because of disturbing others, so the neighbors nearby went to live with relatives these days.

Yamabuki Ditang stared at the tiny bullet in his palm.

He had tried his best these past few days, but still couldn't make a bullet unleash the power of the ghost way.

So much so that I’m always experimenting and always exploding!

Even Unohana, who has such a good temper, can't stand it anymore.

"Where exactly is the mistake?" Yamabuki Ditang sat cross-legged on the ground, scratching his head, looking puzzled.

Now he wanted the bullet in front of him to explode with the power of white thunder, so he injected the same spiritual pressure into the bullet and arranged the spiritual particles in the same order as when the ghost path was released. However, when it was triggered, this thing would explode without distinguishing between friend and foe.

If this thing is sent to the battlefield, let alone whether it can kill the enemy, a large number of our own people will be killed first.

Moreover, this is only the lowest level of ghost arts. It seems impossible to embed advanced ghost arts such as One-Knife Cremation and Five Dragons Transmigration into it.

Just as he was deep in thought, Unohana came to the underground training ground with a bowl of tea.

"So tired? You haven't slept yet?" The smile on Unohana's face was as bright as the sunshine: "Dear, come and have tea!"

Chapter 43: Do you dare not drink?

"My dear, come and have some tea." Unohana came over with a bowl of steaming hot tea. "I know work is important, but rest is equally important. It's not worth it to tire yourself out!"

Yamabuki Ditang was so touched that they were indeed an old couple who knew how to care for each other.

He reached out to take the hot tea, and just as he was about to drink it, he suddenly smelled a strong smell of medicine.

Yamabuki Ditang himself is an expert in medicine, and his sense of smell is extremely sensitive. He can tell what medicine is in this bowl of tea with just a slight movement of his nose.

"Chinese yam, cornus officinalis, epimedium, cinnamon bark, cistanche deserticola, golden cherry fruit, prepared rehmannia root, white mulberry, cynomorium songaricum, yinyang fruit, double kidney fruit, fengliu fruit... these are all very tonic medicines..." Yamabuki Ditang looked at his gentle and virtuous wife with a very stiff smile on his face: "Well... I feel that my body is still fine, I don't think I need these things to replenish my body!"

Unohana's smile grew brighter, as adorable as the little white flowers by the roadside: "These are the herbs I painstakingly selected, specially prepared for you. Drink it."

"Ah, no, no, no, something bad will happen if you drink this. I don't seem to have neglected you recently. Are you so lonely?" Yamabuki Ditang looked at his wife with a puzzled look. They still lived a loving life.

Could it be that Unohana feels her own body isn't strong enough and wants to add more fuel to the fire?

"I think I'd better forget it! I've been a bit busy with work lately. How about I exercise more these few days to improve my physical fitness?" Yamabuki Ditang said with a puzzled look on his face.

The smile on Unohana's face remained unchanged, but her upper body had been lowered, her back to the light, and her face was in shadow.

The originally cute and kind smile looked particularly eerie and terrifying against the backdrop of the shadow, and the sense of oppression was instantly maximized!

"Drink, dear!"

"No, no, no, this thing might still be too early for me. I'll use these things to make up for it after another thousand or eight hundred years..."

"drink!!!"

Faced with the terrifying pressure from his wife, Yamabuki Ditang obediently drank the bowl of tea with ten kinds of tonic in his hand. Needless to say, the taste was bitter and spicy. The most important thing was that after drinking it, Yamabuki Ditang felt a layer of fine sweat beads on his forehead.

It feels like there is a fire burning in my body.

"Xiao... well... why don't you go back to sleep first? I'll study it again!" Before Yamabuki Ditang could finish her words, Unohana grabbed her husband's neck and dragged him all the way to the bedroom.

I guess you all don’t want to read the following description, so I won’t write it.

In short, the scene was extremely intense and cruel.

As a result, both of them slept in the next morning and were late for work.

When Yamabuki Ditang came to work at the 11th Squadron the next day, his legs were weak.

However, the quality of sleep last night was very good, which relieved all the fatigue from the recent period.

Yamabuki Ditang looked at the bullet in his hand and fell silent again.

What exactly is the problem? Why can't the spirit particle bullet unleash the power of the ghost way?

Is it because I am not proficient enough in ghost arts?

No way! Looking at the entire Gotei 13, his Kidō level is the highest. He's not bragging, even the captain-general's Kidō level can't compare to his.

Moreover, the power of Kidō is directly linked to the spiritual pressure of the Shinigami who releases Kidō. His own spiritual pressure is definitely the best in the Gotei 13. After seventy years of continuous training, even the current captain cannot compare to his spiritual pressure.

So what exactly is the problem?

After giving orders for today's tasks, Yamabuki Ditang stopped by the Maou Spiritual Academy.

A great swordsman once said that a true master always has the heart of an apprentice. In recent years, Yamabuki Ditang has been at the top of the list, and it is inevitable that he will feel a little arrogant, although he is constantly facing up to his own mentality.

Now there is only one possibility, and it is also the possibility that Yamabuki Ditang is most reluctant to face, that is, there may be some problems when he was learning the ghost way.

Or, go to the freshman class and listen to the lectures yourself?

See what went wrong?

As the dean of Maou Spiritual Arts Academy, no one dared to blame Yamabuki Ditang for taking a walk here. He came to a class that was teaching ghost arts and found a place to sit down.

The teacher who is currently teaching the Kidō was once a member of the Kidōshu. Later, he was seriously injured in a battle and could no longer continue fighting on the front line, so he came to the Daozhenyang Spiritual Arts Academy to work as a teacher.

When the teacher saw Yamabuki Detang, he was so scared that he almost fell off the podium.

Yamabuki Toto is not only the dean of the Maou Spiritual Arts Academy, but also the Great Sage of the Central Forty-sixth Chamber, the Chief of Staff of the Gotei 13, and the Captain of the Eleventh Division...

Yamabuki Ditang himself was very curious about when he got so many titles.

Compared to the teacher, most students reacted calmly because they had never seen Yamabuki Detang in person. They thought that this young man was their classmate who just found a place to sit down because he was late.

Yamabuki Ditang casually pressed his hand to tell the teacher at the podium not to panic and to continue the class as normal.

The teacher has regarded this as a test from the leader, and tells the knowledge of ghosts in a vivid and emotional way.

"Students, you must remember that the power of the four Shinigami fighting styles—Zanquan, Zougui, and Zougui—is related to your own spiritual pressure. Therefore, striving to increase your spiritual pressure is the right path." The teacher said loudly, "Alright, now you have learned the thirty-first Hado, the Red Fire Cannon. Who would like to come up and demonstrate?"

These students were so afraid of being called out by the teacher that they hunched their necks like ostriches.

The teacher gritted his teeth secretly. If these little bastards dare to embarrass me in front of the dean, I will show you how I will deal with you.

At this moment, a young man raised his hand.

"Teacher, let me do it!"

Yamabuki Ditang's eyes followed the young man's gaze.

I almost laughed out loud as a result.

Students at the Shino Spiritual Arts Academy all wear the same uniform, usually a white top and black pants. If they are girls, the lower body will be changed to a red long skirt.

But the young man in front of him had a straw in his mouth and was wearing a red coat with green flowers, just like a bad boy in real life.

The teacher at the podium was so busy teaching that he forgot about this naughty student. When he saw the boy raising his hand, he wanted to push him back.

But looking around, there were indeed no other students who wanted to perform on stage, so the teacher could only bite the bullet and say, "Kyōraku, you come up!"

Chapter 44: I Don’t Understand the World of Genius

"Kyoraku, come up!" The teacher could only bite the bullet and say to the student.

Hearing this name, Yamabuki Detang's eyes raised slightly, Kyoraku?

In Soul Society, the Kyōraku family is a high-ranking noble family with great power, but it was Kyōraku Shunsui who really made Yamabuki Detang familiar with this name.

The future captain of the Gotei 13's 8th Division and second captain-general, could this carefree young man be...

Yamabuki Ditang couldn't help but look at the young man in front of him.

He looks only about twelve or thirteen years old, with a very young face and always smiling. You can tell from the looks of it that he is a naughty kid!

Kyoraku raised his hand to the wooden figure outside and chanted a spell: "O Lord! Mask of flesh and blood, the myriad forms, take flight, the thing that bears the name of man! Scorch and strife, sweeping southward across the sea, march forward! The Thirty-first Breakthrough, the Red Fire Cannon!"

A ball of orange-red flame condensed in his palm, and the flames exploded instantly, smashing the wooden man in the distance to pieces. The classmates couldn't help but applaud.

"You little brat, since you didn't embarrass me, I won't bother with you today." The teacher said secretly in his heart.

"Very good, go back to your seat and take off your colorful clothes!" said the teacher with a stern face.

Kyoraku reluctantly took off the colorful outer garment, revealing the white monastic robe underneath.

Yamabuki Ditang stretched out his hand and condensed a small fireball in his palm, which was a miniature red fire cannon.

It was all spirit particles, it was all spiritual pressure, so what had gone wrong? Even now he still couldn't figure it out.

"Okay, now everyone go to the playground and practice on your own! Be careful not to get hurt." The teacher said to the students. Students can only come to the playground to practice on their own, but most of them will fail when using Kidō for the first time. It is not so easy to control the spiritual pressure in your body so well.