Tracing the source begins with One Piece

Inoue Orihime said hello to the passing God of Death. She felt no fluctuation in her heart and even wanted to laugh a little.

"Good morning"

"Thanks for your hard work"

"come on"

“Sorry, I didn’t see any nasty travel disaster”

"Goodbye"

"I thought I saw them running over there."

"..."

Women are truly born actors.

The more beautiful a woman is, the more she is able to deceive others. The ancients do not deceive me.

However, if the object of deception is not a man,...

When they turned the corner, they came face to face with several grim reapers with smiles on their faces like blooming chrysanthemums.

"Looking at your armband, are you from Division [-]?"

"I don't think I've seen you before"

"But it's so beautiful, why am I not impressed?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? If you don't even know the entire Seireitei, how can you doubt your colleagues?"

"Thank you for your hard work. The Seireitei is really not peaceful recently."

"There are rumors that Captain Aizen was killed in a traveling accident."

“I heard that the travel accident hasn’t been caught yet.”

"Hey, the criminal will be executed tomorrow. I heard that he is still a noble. It's incredible."

Inoue Orihime, who had originally been trying to get away after seeing several Shinigami gathered around her, managed to get away with it after a perfunctory response, and she actually got a lot of information.

When I suddenly heard about the execution, I couldn't help but be shocked.

Quietly gesturing with his fingers, it seemed that the number of days was a bit wrong, so he couldn't help but pretend to ask.

"Ah, execute the criminal? It seems to be ten days later."

A god of death shook his head and said, "The order has been changed twice. The latest order was just issued today. How could you not know?"

"Haha~~~" Orihime said to herself, "Hahaha~~", and then slowly backed away.

But the other god of death said, "It doesn't matter if you don't know. You probably don't even have a seat. It's not good to encounter a vicious travel disaster. Come with us."

"That's right. You must have gotten separated from your teammates. The building of our Thirteenth Division is just ahead. How about you go to our place and wait for your teammates to pick you up?"

"Let's go, we are all colleagues, we should..."

The smiles on the faces of the several Shinigami became stiffer and stiffer. As they spoke, they urged Inoue Orihime to go with them.

Orihime Inoue couldn't help but sweat broke out on her forehead. She thought she was very clever, and she waved her hands repeatedly, preparing to knock these scumbags out.

However, just as his little hand raised his fist, a hoarse and cold voice came in.

"You guys, if you don't take action yet, you are really wasting my time."

This voice made the Shinigami surrounding Inoue Orihime break into a cold sweat. They turned around, faced the owner of the voice, and spoke quickly.

"Wait a minute, Captain, didn't we agree that we would take her to the Thirteenth Division, so that..."

"No, that's enough. You trash can now 'exit'"

As soon as he finished speaking, several Shinigami surrounding Inoue Orihime suddenly exploded, accompanied by billowing smoke that filled the surrounding area.

"Oh my, what an interesting ability. It seems I found the right one, Lucky~"

The instigator of the "bombing" waved his long middle finger nail and looked with interest at the "prey" that was unharmed after the smoke dispersed. In his words, he did not care at all and did not regret the worthless sacrifices that were used as cannon fodder.

The round yellow eyes, the black face, and the pale outline.

The ears and chin are inlaid with cone-shaped objects, and all the teeth are exposed, as if there are no lips.

Dark purple collar, flying hat slanting upward.

Such a painting style that is completely different from the style of Death.

Sick, focused, searching, neurotic...

Every element, without exception, demonstrates the essence of the "mad scientist".

He waved away the smoke, touched his chin, with a look of great interest on his face, and concentrated on observing the three-dimensional barrier in front of him that emitted orange light and surrounded the target.

"Perfectly insulated from explosion damage, including impact and debris"

Then he looked at the death cannon fodder who fell on the ground but were also covered by the orange light barrier.

"This is...oh ho ho ho, it's amazing, it's something amazing"

He was surprised to find that the huge damage caused by the explosive devices that were clearly installed on his body did not die wailing, but was slowly recovering in the orange light barrier of the cube.

"Large areas of wounds are healing and disappearing, and even the breath of life is recovering. What kind of ghost path is this? Hui Dao cannot achieve this level."

He turned his head, puzzled, couldn't help but stepped forward, and tapped the three-dimensional barrier that exuded warm orange light with his hand.

"Hmm~~~ It's not pure spiritual power, it can't directly contact the inside. Let me think about it, the principle is..."

On the other side, Orihime Inoue, who was trained by Moriah in every possible way and even used the shadow experience pack to cheat and upgrade, protected herself very well at the critical moment.

As for those who fell on the ground, there was no special reason for treating them.

Because she is the little sun, that is enough.

She looked at the madman who was knocking on the healing barrier for the God of Death. Even she couldn't help but feel angry at the cold-blooded creature in front of her.

"Since you are wearing Captain Haori, you are their captain, right? Treating your subordinates as victims, is this what a superior captain does?"

The mad scientist who was observing the function of the barrier frowned, as if he was dissatisfied with his thoughts being interrupted.

He turned around, looked at the prey in the barrier, and suddenly grinned.

"Ho ho ho, what a neglect. Sorry, I am the captain of the Thirteenth Division. You can call me Captain Nirvana. As you said, I am the captain of these trash."

He changed his topic, his tone was evil, and he licked his teeth.

"As far as I know, there are humans, animals, and Quincy among the travel disasters."

"I'm tired of studying Quincy for a long time."

"Spiritual animals, ho ho ho ho~~~ I am not a zoologist"

"I wanted to take that human with abnormal mental power as my prey."

"After all, being able to use pure mental power to put the entire Shinigami below the vice-captain of the Seireitei into coma is definitely material worthy of research."

"Although, even the vice-captain-level Shinigami are just so-so rubbish."

Having said this, he suddenly threw away the explosion-activated remote control device with his left hand, pulled out the knife in front of him, and pointed it at Inoue Orihime.

"Although you were not my initial target, I am already very interested in your abilities. As my rare prey, you are also good material."

After Nirvana finished speaking, he disappeared instantly, and a blade suddenly struck the orange light barrier.

The sharp blade directly tore through the barrier and shattered into fragments, rippling around like starlight.

After succeeding with one blow, Nirvana did not take advantage of the victory and pursue it, but his face was a little dissatisfied.

"Is that just that? Trash cannot be treated as treasure."

He looked at the prey that he had already regarded as his own, and raised his hand.

"As research material, if your abilities are better, your salary can be improved."

"It's not even impossible to keep you alive as a long-term research item."

"Oh, from the look on your face, it seems you have more than this strength."

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