I’m really not the number one salt fish in Soul Society

The lower the level of spiritual pressure, the higher the success rate…

There is no way Sal Apollo can be used as this experimental subject. After all, the clone caught by him can no longer use any skills and can only be used as a disposable bomber.

There are no enemies nearby, and we can’t release such potentially dangerous things to the team members… wait…intelligent life?

Mizhen pondered for a moment and cast his wicked eyes on Liuyue who was standing aside.

Zanpakutō…can be considered an intelligent life, right?

Looking at the skill description, this skill requires him to actively attack to cause damage.

The decision is yours!

I saw Mizhen’s eyes widen, and the boundary between the pupil and the irises suddenly dissolved, stained with an icy blue color.

Then, he felt like the world was spinning and his vision went dark.

Soul Society Yashin’s perspective suddenly changed. In an instant, he seemed to have left the captain’s lounge and entered a… modern person’s room?

On the left side of the door is the bookshelf, directly opposite is the bed, and on the left is the computer desk. The main color is blue. There is also a cow cat with half an ear lying on the floor.

“……”

After a few seconds of silence, Mizhen sighed deeply.

The spiritual world of the Zanpakutō… isn’t it my own?

It’s been…a long time no see.

This was his room in his previous life.

After twenty years of absence, this place is still so familiar.

The sound of the keyboard crackled, and the sound effects of a certain competitive game leaked out of the headphones with poor sound reception – someone was sitting at the computer desk playing the game, the game he loved playing most in his previous life.

Mizhen took two steps forward, and the cow cat named”One Ear” saw him.

He lazily walked over and rubbed his trouser legs twice, meowed twice, and then went back to the window sill to bask in the sun.

Turning his head, he saw the guy sitting at the computer desk.

A young woman in her twenties, with a white shirt, a pleated skirt, black hair and black eyes, a well-proportioned figure, and a face that is familiar yet unfamiliar.

Going back in time to his previous life, if he had sisters at that time, or was born as a woman, he would definitely look like this

“finally come? The woman looked at the computer screen attentively and said hello to Mizhen calmly:”I’ve been waiting for you for a long time – well, to be specific, it’s seventeen years, three months and four days.””

It’s such a familiar number…

Seventeen years, three months and four days ago, he entered the Zhenyang Spiritual Arts Academy and received a light blow from the teacher.

“Yes, I have wanted to see you for a long time too.”Mizhen sighed, sat down on the bed, looked at her side face and said,”Liuyue.”

To be honest, he is actually the type who rarely communicates with Zanpakutō.

In his opinion at the beginning, communicating with Zanpakutō was really a strange behavior. Even if he understood that there was really a consciousness inside, but in the After trying for a year and still not being able to speak, he began to get used to treating the Zanpakuto as”a kind of power”.

The reason why he was able to understand it quickly was almost all because of the”Zanpakuto” that often appeared in daily tasks.”Spell +1″ blessing, since he got the shallow attack, he has only heard the sound of Liu Yue three times when he gained new abilities, and they were all vague and not formal.

Anyway, there is a system, and it is difficult to communicate with each other. It doesn’t matter.

Maybe it’s because of this idea that his sword Zen has always failed.

This is the first time to see it directly in a visual image like this.

“snort……”

Not knowing what she thought of, Liuyue pursed her lips, finally turned her head, and looked at Mizhen with slightly cold eyes:”What are you doing? My………Master”

“Just call me by my name, please.”

Honestly, being called”Master” by the female version of yourself is really a nerve-wracking thing – especially when the other person seems to be very serious.

Mizhen wiped away the goosebumps on his arms, looking for He picked up a topic and said:”Well…for example, how do you understand swastika?”

“That’s too early for you. Liuyue sighed and said:

“Please don’t underestimate my power, it’s not something that can be easily liberated”

“Well, I guess so.”

Mizhen shrugged, and was not surprised by this – after all, if he plays with Shijie now, he will quickly drain his spiritual energy. God knows whether Shijie will drain him into a man in one go, don’t let the enemy kill him by then. It would be ridiculous to kill him with a Zanpakutō instead. His body would be dug up and whipped thousands of years after his death.

“So let’s talk about you.”

Mizhen said as he lay half on the bed, missing this familiar touch:”It has been seventeen years since I got you. I have tried to communicate with you many times, but you never responded to me. Why? ?”

Liuyue did not answer, but directed the topic in another direction:”Aren’t there many people who have never been able to say a word to their Zanpakutō until their death?”

“But they can’t liberate the Zanpakutō, and they will only be able to use it lightly for the rest of their lives.”Mizhen laughed,”I… although I used external force, you didn’t resist me, right?”

“Because of loyalty, of course. Liuyue replied in a matter-of-fact tone,”The purpose of my birth is to serve you. How could I refuse your request?””

“……”

Maybe it’s because this is a relationship deep in his heart. Some things seem to be understood without special conversation.

Just looking at Liuyue, Mizhen’s thoughts appeared in her mind and she saw those things from the past.

The Zanpakutō is a very special existence. It is based on the light attack created by Nimaiya Oue and is supplemented by the”part of the self” of the Shinigami. Therefore, they are born to be the Shinigami’s friends, comrades, lovers, teachers…… or any kind of relationship that can lead to life and death.

Because essentially, the Zanpakutō is the God of Death himself.

A similar but different self.

The same is true for the relationship between Mizhen and Liuyue. Because he was born with Mizhen as the material, Liuyue understands Mizhen better than anyone else and looks at him more intently than anyone else.

“So that’s it……”

Therefore, she may be angry because Mizhen ignores her, but she will not refuse any of his requests.

“Sorry, I didn’t consider your feelings.”

Mizhen sighed and said,”Please forgive me.”

“……”

Liuyue raised her eyebrows and looked at him with complicated eyes for a while. For some reason, the dull atmosphere suddenly changed wonderfully.

She was silent for a while, then took off her earphones, walked up to Mizhen step by step, bent down, looked into his eyes at a very close distance, and laughed:”Okay then, I forgive you.”

“Is this the end?”Mizhen was a little confused.

“Do you want to see me rolling on the ground and crying? You are such a bad master. Liuyue said with a smile, then rolled his eyes and nodded as if he thought of something happy,”Well, but I do want you to do something. Can you satisfy my little wish?””

“As long as it’s not too much……”

“At this time, you should agree with all your heart, right?……”She sighed and said:

“Then it’s time for guessing: if a person wants to get help from others, what should be the first thing to do?”

This riddle is quite simple and easy to understand.……

“alright, I got it.”Mizhen sighed.

He lowered his head and said sincerely to Liuyue:”Help me.”