Chapter 93 The Painting Style Changes Drastically

The next morning.

When the first ray of sunlight shone in Mao's dormitory, a slightly thin figure was washing in front of the mirror.

The brown hair was combed down a little, half covering her forehead, adding a bit of frail temperament to her.

I'm going to report to a new squad soon. In order to avoid unnecessary accidents, I need to put a little thought into my appearance.

After he finished combing it, Aizen, who originally looked frail, became more harmless, like the most inconspicuous transparent person in the school.

He was the only one in the huge dormitory.

Before the early morning bell of the Spiritual Arts Academy rang, Kisaragi Ming perfectly displayed the characteristic of letting go. After washing up quickly, he left the Spiritual Arts Academy and rushed directly to the 11th Squadron to report.

There was no feeling of farewell at all, just like skipping class on weekdays.

For him, this kind of separation is not a farewell at all, let alone a sad emotion.

Aizen simply packed up his belongings and stood at the door, silently watching the familiar scenes, scenes from the past emerging in his mind.

Near the end, the corners of his mouth raised, and a subtle smile emerged:

"goodbye……"

…………

Team 11, team building.

Kisaragi Ming came here with full expectations, ready to welcome the future life of the squad.

Before coming, he had thought about what Team 11 would be like.

According to previous memories, the 11th Division upholds martial ethics, and its soldiers are aggressive by nature. There is a competition platform in the team building for the soldiers to compete with each other.

Therefore, even if he saw the team members fighting each other, the battle was in full swing, and even the house was overturned, Ru Yueming would not be the least bit surprised.

Because this is the normal situation of Squadron 11.

But when he officially arrived in front of the team building, he was very keenly aware of the dejected atmosphere in the air.

"Something's wrong!"

Ruyue Ming's eyes narrowed, "Something is very wrong!"

There were no loud shouts of killing, no shirtless clashes of blood, and no violent fights to the death.

The grassland in the team building was quiet and dusty everywhere, and domestic garbage could be seen piled up everywhere.

The atmosphere of decadence permeated everywhere, and when the breeze blew, the tattered wooden corridors made bursts of ear-piercing sharp sounds.

Kisaragi Ming walked among them with a frown on his face, looking for the figures of other team members.

Normally speaking, even the Eleventh Division, which often fights on the front line and has the highest number of casualties among the Gotei Thirteenth Division, should not have such a small number of personnel.

Where have everyone gone?

When he stepped into the team building, he suddenly discovered scenes that made him jaw-dropping.

"Thirty thousand."

"Two barrels."

"bump!"

The team building tens of meters away from the grassland was filled with hustle and bustle. More than a dozen Death God team members who exuded the smell of salted fish were sitting at several tables, smoking, drinking and playing sparrows, which perfectly interpreted the word "smoke and smoke".

When they noticed Ruyue Ming coming in, the idlers sitting at the table watching the battle turned around and glanced:

"Hey, newbie report?"

"You look very young. Could it be that he is a genius who just graduated from the Spiritual Arts Academy?"

"Would you like to play a few games? You don't have to bet money!"

"Damn it, did you kid steal the sign while I wasn't paying attention?!"

"Stop slandering me, this card is obviously mine!"

"Did I tell you which card it was? I'm not asking for it, right?!"

"Asshole, you really deserve a beating!"

In Ru Yueming's stunned expression, a group of Death God soldiers who exuded the smell of salted fish suddenly got into a fight.

Although no spiritual pressure was used, it was not difficult to judge from each other's actions that these people were experienced warriors.

The movements are neat and concise, without the slightest sloppiness. If I say I want to fuck my eyes, I will never kick your crotch.

Just as a group of people were making a fuss, another figure hurried over from outside the team building.

A young man with slightly curly black hair.

It was the fifth assistant he saw in the first team last time.

As the acting captain, Wusuke still has a bit of prestige in the 11th Division. After scolding them, all the salted fishes immediately packed up and left in despair.

After everything returned to calm, he bowed apologetically:

"I'm so sorry, Captain Kisaragi..."

Before Wusuke could finish his words, he was interrupted by Kisaragi Ming:

"Don't call me captain!"

"It hasn't been appointed yet, and it's hard to explain to Old Man Shan."

Although it is already a certain fact, it is somewhat shocking to say that he became the captain right after graduation.

Moreover, it is easy for people to doubt whether the previous captain of Mole City was framed and sent there by Captain Yamamoto.

The purpose is to support his disciples to rise to the top and dominate the Soul Society after unifying the Thirteenth Team.

Although it is easy to do this kind of thing with Yamamoto's personal force, the group of nobles suffering from persecution paranoia like to make conspiracy theories every day.

In order to avoid suspicion, and to let Yamamoto live for two more years.

Kisaragi Ming thought about it for a while before deciding whether to take up the position of captain of the 11th Division.

"Then it will be Lord Kisaragi."

Wusuke's mind was very flexible and he reacted quickly, and he immediately figured out the key to the matter.

"Can."

Ru Yueming happily accepted.

As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Zhu showed a dejected look, just like the group of salted fish just now.

"Actually, this is what happened."

Under his explanation, Kisaragi Ming finally understood why the 11th Division, which advocated martial ethics, became like this.

Since Kakariyashiki died at the hands of Souya Molejo in the Battle of Kenpachi, Souya Molejo was appointed as the Eighth Generation Kenpachi.

Because of his Zanpakutō abilities, Molejoshuang can also create clones by condensing spirit children, and then directly take over all the official duties of the 11th Division.

When no one else has anything to do, they have to find other ways to pass their time.

At first, everyone competed with each other enthusiastically, shedding sweat and blood.

But as time went by, this approach became boring.

After all, you can't just kill your comrades with a knife, right?

Originally, when Kaiyashiki was here, he would often lead a group of soldiers to go out to carry out the mission of killing Xu or wiping out the rebels.

Although most of the opponents were beheaded by Kariyashiki alone, others could still smell the blood and use two sword gestures.

But when the captain was replaced by Mole Cheng Shuangye, the task completion efficiency skyrocketed.

Often when a mission is announced and everyone is preparing to go out with high expectations, Mole Chengshuang returns from the outside and claims to have defeated his opponent.

Exaggerated efficiency leaves others with nothing to do.

If things go on like this, I can only pass my time by playing sparrows.

"Don't look at them like this."

Wusuke showed an awkward but polite smile: "Actually, they are quite capable of fighting."

"It is estimated that after two missions, he will be able to regain his former bloodiness."

"The only problem is that, given their personalities, they may not be able to follow orders during the mission."

He is just an acting captain. To be more precise, he can only be regarded as a deputy captain.

Many people in the 11th Division do not recognize his identity as the acting captain, for no other reason than because he is not strong enough.

Wusuke is not the kind of Shinigami who is good at fighting.

He himself was confused when he took over.

The good civilian chief officer somehow became the deputy captain. Later, Mole Chengshuang was also imprisoned and became the acting captain.

He jumped so fast that not only the team members were dissatisfied with him, but even the fifth assistant himself couldn't accept it.

"But what does this have to do with me?"

"I'm just a new member who just joined the team."

Ru Yueming blinked, not having the slightest idea of ​​sharing Wu Zhu's worries.

Wusuke was silent, feeling a little helpless.

He looked at the harmless young man in front of him and didn't know what to say.

It was as if it was not Akira Kisaragi but someone else who beat Shiraki Shinichi to death with one punch after another.

"It's safe."

Kisaragi Ming patted him on the shoulder and said, "Now is not a good time. Just wait until you are completely settled and then give me the things entrusted to you by the captain of Mole City."

After Wusuke was silent for a moment, he looked at the young man in front of him seriously. Seeing that his expression was sincere and not fake, he felt much relieved.

Although Kisaragi-dono is not very old, his behavior is somewhat like that of Lord Kariyashiki, which is really reassuring.

I hope that day can come sooner.

With this idea in mind, Wushu began to gather people and prepare to tidy up the team building.

The first impression is bad enough. We can't let the future captain do such rough work, right?

He also hopes that after Ru Yueming takes office, he can be transferred to a division with a more relaxed atmosphere and spend the rest of his life leisurely.

It seems that the 12th Division next door is pretty good.

…………

The twelfth division team building.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Aizen suspected that he had gone to the wrong place.

In his previous investigation, the 12th Division had an extremely strong scientific research atmosphere and specialized in studying various types of spiritual tools.

Various groups have even developed for this purpose.

The most famous among them is Shutara Senjumaru's group.

Before Aizen came here, he had thought about what the 12th Division would be like, but when he came here, he found that the scene in front of him directly refreshed his understanding.

This scene was as outrageous as that guy Yue Ming taking out an altar table from his crotch!

In the spacious team building, a dazzling array of ingredients are placed in categories.

Chicken, duck, fish, fresh seafood, vegetables and fruits, everything that can be found on the ground, in the sky, in the water, all imaginable ingredients can be found here.

The shelves one after another are arranged in an orderly manner, and they are piled with various kitchen utensils, exuding a bright light.

On the shelves in the last two rows, there are even measuring cups, filters, reaction kettles, droppers, syringes, gas bottles, thermometers...

There are also large instruments that cannot be placed on the shelves.

Light lingonite centrifuge, mixing oscillator, high-speed dispersing machine, lingonite extraction machine...

The team members were dressed in death-defying uniforms and white aprons on the outside, shuttling and carrying various types of ingredients.

What's even more outrageous is.

At the edge of the team building, there are several stoves burning with blazing flames, and different fragrances permeate them, creating a strange atmosphere.

Aizen began to doubt whether he had made the right choice.

He found a quiet place, placed the personal belongings he had brought, and then began to observe the environment here carefully.

Everyone has their own tasks, such as carrying items, handling ingredients, controlling fire, and serving spoons.

They didn't even notice Aizen's arrival, they were so focused on their work.

Although it is not clear what happened to the 12th Division.

But the scene in front of him couldn't help but remind Aizen of the recipe book Akira Kisaragi gave him before.

It has a lot of content, from basic dishes to complex dishes.

Aizen can even find corresponding methods among these busy figures.

So, with curiosity, he kept walking through the team building to watch other people cooking.

Until he came to a stove.

The sixth seat of the twelfth division is currently in full swing making a delicious dish.

It seems to be a dish related to tofu.

Aizen became more interested and watched quietly from a position that would not affect others.

But less than a minute passed before he shook his head in disappointment.

The level of the chef is too poor, not even comparable to that of the chef at Mao's cafeteria. His poor knife skills are just a waste of ingredients.

"Is there something wrong?"

Aizen turned around and recognized the identity of the person.

Captain of the 12th Division, Hikifune Kiryu.

"You should be Sosuke Aizen who submitted the application to join the team before, right?"

Hikifune Kiryu smiled kindly, "I'm sorry, because the research has entered a critical period, so I couldn't spare any manpower to greet you."

Aizen was puzzled. Can cooking be considered research?

"Well, young people must learn to accept new things."

As if he understood the thoughts of the young man in front of him, Hikifune Kiryu pointed at the instruments placed at the end of the team building and explained:

"Cooking is the best material that can hold the soul!"

"Accommodate the soul?"

Aizen was a little more interested.

What Hikifune Kiryu said seems to be very similar to the research he is currently conducting.

Although the scene in front of me was somewhat different from what I had imagined, the choice did not seem to be wrong.

Team 12 can indeed learn a lot...

…………

Since the graduation examination, Seireitei has returned to peace.

The team members would also discuss what they saw and heard that day during their free time after dinner.

As for where the geniuses go, not many people care.

What people care about is often their own lives.

After spending a few days in the 11th Division, Ming Kisaragi has become familiar with the living habits here.

Although without the captain, the 11th Squadron was a bit weak.

But as a combat squad, its overall strength and quality are far superior to other squads.

On weekdays, they are only responsible for fighting on the front line.

Nowadays, when there are no disputes or incidents, Team 11 does not have much work to deal with.

Ruyue Ming is even more so.

In order to let him focus on training and improve his strength, Wusuke directly granted him the status of special investigation.

He doesn't have much power, but he has peace of mind.

The daily task is to patrol a specific area. When an abnormality is discovered, you can handle it yourself or report it to the superior.

Extremely simple.

And after finally settling down for a period of time, Ru Yueming's silent heart became active again.

Now he has established a firm foothold in the squad.

As a person who keeps his word, it’s time to fulfill the promises he made before.

Thanks, I just want to call you Dao Miao, boss, Jiu Jiu. Boss, a reward from the boss of Sunny Day Pier

PS: Mahjong is just like Mahjong. The development and technology tree of the Death World are very strange, even more outrageous than the village next door. Don’t pay too much attention to it. As for the current world, just treat it as a parallel world.