Marvel With Zanpakuto Chapter 412: The second enrollment
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The world of corpses and souls, Seireini.
The blue sky is cloudless, as clear and transparent as a flawless jasper. The warm breeze brings warmth and blows away the thin strands of clouds, and the whole world is immersed in a dreamlike fantasy Among the beautiful scenery.
After several transformations, today’s corpse soul world is no longer what it used to be.
Through the efforts of the two directors of the Technology Development Bureau, namely Urahara Kisuke and Niyinmeng, they successfully created the murderous stone, along with the construction of the real wall, and the four major Seoremons in the east, west, south, and north. Dispatch four giants with high builds to guard.
In addition to this, there are many buildings in the Seirei Garden, as well as the team house of the Gotei 13 Team.
After a period of brewing, a total of nearly a thousand gods of death have been created in the team house. They are divided into tasks according to the responsibilities of their respective teams, and they are dispatched to various places in the world through stable boundaries, leaving the originally empty and clean Seorei-tei It suddenly became lively.
With the continuous introduction of wandering souls in this world, the world of corpses has become more and more prosperous.
The countless souls waiting to die, based on the severity of the crimes committed during the lifetime, were scattered in various areas of the Ruukun Street radiating in all directions with Sereikyo as the center. The heavier the crime, the farther the distance from Seoreihin was.
But today is a very special day.
Almost most of the souls that were scattered in various areas gathered in front of Seoreimen.
There is no racial distinction, no distinction between high and low, all souls are treated the same, and there is no longer a living barrier. They gather together and talk in a low voice, like a paradise on earth.
A middle-aged bald man squeezed into the crowd, curiously pricked up his ears and listened carefully to what they were talking about.
“It’s almost noon, why haven’t you come out yet?” A sturdy white man looked anxious and stared at the door nervously, rubbing his hands restlessly, as if waiting for something. Same.
“It’s coming soon, don’t be so anxious, be patient.” The black companion next to him persuaded: “Even if you are in a hurry, it’s useless. When will you come out, it depends on the face of others?”
The middle-aged bald man leaned over curiously and interrupted the conversation between the two: “Hello, my name is Phil Coleson. It hasn’t been long since I first came to the Soul World. May I ask if you guys are gathered here? What’s the matter?”
The bald man was Coleson, who was personally led by Lord to the corpse world. Since he was walking through the ‘back door’, he was assigned to the area closest to Seireini.
At first, Coleson was a little uncomfortable, unable to accept the fact that he was dead.
But after he saw the magnificent huge white wall, and with the good-hearted advice and help of the surroundings, he gradually accepted and got used to it after living for a few days, planning to wait for his death with peace of mind.
At this time, seeing so many people gathering outside Seoreimen, it was natural that Agent Colson couldn’t sit still, so he ran out to inquire about the information.
“I’m Powell, he’s Grad.” The black man has a very bold personality and did not exclude Coulson. After introducing himself and his friends, he said: “Today is the birthday of the Mao Spiritual Academy. We are Waiting for people from the college to come over.”
“Mayo Spiritual Academy?” Coleson was confused.
“It is the academy responsible for training the **** of death. As long as you can pass the test and join the Mao Spiritual Academy, you will have the opportunity to become a **** of death in the future. Life!” Powell explained patiently.
Coelson was shocked when he heard the words, his eyes widened: “Academy for training Grim Reaper?!”
“Yes, if you want to leave Liuhun Street and walk into the Seireitei inside the white wall, there is only one way.” Powell licked his lips, his eyes showed excitement, and said: “My uncle The neighbour of his nephew passed the test last year and became a student at the Mao Spiritual Academy and lived in the Seorei Garden.”
“Powell, stop chatting, look over there, the Seirei Gate is open!” Grad yelled excitedly, beckoning his companion to take a look.
For an instant, the crowd that was noisy at the same time quieted down.
Everyone stretched their necks hard, and eager eyes were focused on the slowly opening Seorei Gate.
Coleson is no exception. He suppressed the surprise that was rising in his heart, and tried to see through the gap between the crowds, and saw a little scene behind Seoreimen, a completely different environment from Liukun Street.
The rolling hills and the roads paved with green grass, the street buildings are neat and orderly, the light-colored walls and the roof tiles are paved together, and several huge raised palaces can be seen in the distance. In comparison, the Liuhun Street outside is like a refugee cave.
Now, Coleson finally knows why these people want to go to Seireini after squeezing their heads.
Sereikyo is like New York, and Rukon Street is like Mexico.
The two are the same in that they have a high wall, but the difference is that the status of the U.S. is now changing.
I don’t know if there are Mexicans here. If there are, they might laugh loudly at the Americans. They have always been aloof, but now they will be reduced to being taken outside by the high wall.
The corners of Coleson’s lips felt bitter, and he shook his head slightly self-deprecatingly, and sighed slightly: “I didn’t expect that one day, the people blocked by the high wall would become us. Even in hell, There are still high and low points.”
“Here, they are here!”
“I saw it. It is a student from the Mao Spiritual Academy. They are the leader this time!”
Three men and a woman in white plain clothes walked out from the Seorei Gate together, causing a commotion in the crowd.
The experienced people have been lined up. After the last loss, no one dares to underestimate these people, even if they are not the **** of death now, they are just preparing to become students of the **** of death.
Coulson’s eyesight was particularly sharp, and he noticed the difference at once.
Although the three people have the same costumes, they are all students of the Mao Spiritual Academy, but the two men deliberately lag behind the girl half a step while walking, and their behavior and demeanor seem to be respectful to the young girl.
Furthermore, there is a real samurai sword on the girl’s waist.
Coelson, who had been in close contact with Lorde several times, recognized it almost at a glance. The weapon on the girl’s waist was a Zanpaku.
Zanpaku knife is equivalent to the symbol of every **** of death, and this knife undoubtedly explains from the side the reason why the status of the girl is so high.
She is a **** of death!
Some people have participated in the last enrollment, so they have recognized this girl.
She is the elder of the Qingshan clan, who personally admits to being a genius as a student, she is an amazing sixth-class in the Rei-pressure test!
“Sister Chen, do you start now?”
A white male student approached a little half a step, lowered his head and asked cautiously.
“Um~ let’s start.”
Chen Wei nodded slightly, pressed one hand lightly on his waist, and whispered softly: “There are two schoolboys, if there is a riot, I will be responsible for suppressing it.”
The two male students kept their eyes on the knife~IndoMTL.com~ There was a glimmer of envy in their eyes from time to time, and finally they withdrew their eyes reluctantly, and turned to face the darkened crowd, and said loudly: “Mayang Lingshu The college’s second enrollment begins now!”
The admission test is fast, and people are eliminated faster.
Everyone just walks closer and presses on the crystal ball with their hands, and then the two students will see through the degree of light to judge whether the person’s spiritual pressure is qualified.
Soon it was Coulson’s turn for the team. Among the more than 100 people before this, only three or four qualified.
Colson was full of anxiety, walked to the front of the crystal ball, pressed it with his hand, and waited for the result of his judgment.
The light from the crystal ball is not great, but it is enough to illuminate the extreme faces of the people around it.
“Eight-class Reinforcement, qualified.”
The male student raised his head and smiled: “Welcome, you can join the Mao Spiritual Academy.”