Bleach: The Strongest Kenpachi Starting from Signing In

"Don't be fooled by their appearance."

Gosuke gave an awkward yet polite smile: "Actually, they're all pretty good fighters."

"I estimate that he'll regain his former fighting spirit after completing two missions."

"The only problem is that, given their personality, they might not be able to follow orders during missions."

He was just an acting captain, or more accurately, a vice-captain.

Many people in the Eleventh Division do not acknowledge his status as acting captain, simply because he is not strong enough.

Gosuke is not the kind of Shinigami who excels in combat.

He himself was completely bewildered when he took over the position.

A perfectly normal civilian official inexplicably became the deputy captain, and later, when Shiro was imprisoned, he became the acting captain.

He rose too fast; not only were his teammates dissatisfied with him, but even Wu Zhu himself found it hard to accept.

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

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

Ru Yueming blinked her eyes, showing no intention whatsoever of helping the Five Helpers alleviate their worries.

Wu Zhu remained silent, feeling somewhat helpless.

He looked at the seemingly harmless boy in front of him, unsure of what to say.

It's like how it wasn't Akira Kisaragi who beat Shinichi Shiraki to death with punches, but someone else.

"It's safe."

Ru Yueming patted him on the shoulder, "Now is not a good time. Once things are completely settled, you can hand over the things that Captain Zhicheng entrusted to you to me."

After a moment of silence, Gosuke looked at the boy in front of him very seriously. Seeing that the other's expression was sincere and not fake, he felt much more at ease.

Although Lord Kisaragi is not very old, her style of doing things is quite similar to that of Lord Kuruyashiki, which is really reassuring.

I hope that day will come soon.

With this in mind, Gosuke began to gather people and prepare to tidy up the barracks.

The first impression was bad enough; we can't expect the future captain to do these menial tasks, can we?

He was hoping that after Ruyue Ming took office, he could be transferred to a more relaxed squad and spend the rest of his life leisurely.

It seems like the 12th Division next door is doing pretty well.

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The 12th Division barracks.

Looking at the scene before him, Aizen wondered if he had come to the wrong place.

In his previous investigation, he found that the Twelfth Division had an extremely strong research atmosphere, specializing in the research of various kinds of magical artifacts.

This even led to the development of various subgroups.

The most famous of them all was Shutara Senjumaru's group.

Before Aizen arrived, he had imagined what the Twelfth Division would look like, but when he actually got there, the scene before him completely overturned his understanding.

This scene is even more outrageous than when Yueming pulled an altar out of his crotch!

Inside the spacious barracks, a wide variety of ingredients were neatly arranged.

Chicken, duck, fish, meat, fresh seafood, vegetables and fruits—anything that can be thought of, whether it runs on land, flies in the sky, or swims in the water, can be found here.

Shelves, layer upon layer, were arranged in an orderly fashion, piled high with all sorts of kitchen utensils, gleaming brightly.

On the last two rows of shelves, there were even measuring cups, filters, reaction vessels, droppers, syringes, gas collecting bottles, thermometers...

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

Lightweight spirit centrifuges, mixing shakers, high-speed dispersers, spirit extractors...

The team members, wearing shinigami uniforms underneath white aprons, moved among various ingredients, carrying and transporting them.

What's even more outrageous is.

At the edge of the barracks, there were several stoves with roaring flames burning, and different aromas permeated the air, creating an atmosphere that could be described as eerie.

Aizen began to doubt whether his choice was correct.

He found a quiet place, put away his personal belongings, and then began to carefully observe the surroundings.

Everyone has their own tasks: moving items, processing ingredients, controlling the fire, and cooking.

They didn't even notice Aizen's arrival, preoccupied with their own work.

Although it is unclear what exactly happened to the 12th Division.

But the scene before him reminded Aizen of the cookbook that Akira had given him before.

It contains a wide variety of dishes, from basic fare to complex cuisine.

Aizen could even find the corresponding methods among these busy figures.

So, filled with curiosity, he wandered around the barracks, watching the others cook.

Until they arrived near a stove.

The sixth seat of the 12th Division is currently busy preparing a delicious dish.

It seems to be a dish related to tofu.

Aizen became more interested and stood quietly watching from a position where he wouldn't disturb others.

But less than a minute later, he shook his head in disappointment.

The chef's skill level is too poor, even worse than the chef at the Shin-o cafeteria. His clumsy knife skills alone are a pure waste of ingredients.

"Is there something wrong?"

Aizen turned around and recognized the person who had come.

Captain of the 12th Division, Kirio Hikifune.

"You must be Aizen Sousuke, who submitted his application to join the team before, right?"

Kiryuu gave a kind smile. "I'm sorry, because the research has entered a critical stage, I haven't been able to spare anyone to come and greet you."

Aizen was puzzled. Could cooking be considered a form of research?

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

Seemingly sensing the boy's thoughts, Kiryuu pointed to the equipment placed at the back of the barracks and explained:

"Food is the best material to contain a soul!"

"To contain a soul?"

Aizen became more interested.

What Kirio Hikifune said seems to have a great deal of similarity to the research he is currently conducting.

Although the scene before me was somewhat different from what I had imagined, it seemed that I had not made the wrong choice.

You really can learn a lot from the 12th Division...

…………

After the graduation assessment, Seireitei returned to a state of calm.

During their leisure time after meals, the team members would also discuss what they had seen and heard that day.

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

What people care about most is their own lives.

After spending a few days with the Eleventh Division, Akira Kisaragi had become familiar with their lifestyle.

Although the Eleventh Division became somewhat inactive without its captain.

As a combat squad, its overall strength and quality far surpass those of other squads.

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

Nowadays, when there are no disputes or incidents, the Eleventh Division doesn't have much work to do.

This is especially true for Ruyueming.

To allow him to focus on cultivation and improve his strength, Gosuke directly granted him the status of a special investigator.

It doesn't grant much power, but it's a leisurely job.

The daily task is to patrol a specific area, and if any abnormalities are found, you can handle them yourself or report them to your superiors.

It's extremely simple.

After a period of relative calm, Ru Yueming's dormant heart began to stir again.

Now he has finally established himself in the squad.

As a person of integrity, it's time to fulfill the promises I made.

Thank you so much to the generous donors: I just want to call you Daomiao, Jiu Jiu, and Qingtian Xiaomatou.

PS: Sparrow is mahjong. The development and technology tree of the Bleach world are very strange, even more outrageous than the next village. Don't worry too much about it. Just treat the real world as a parallel world.

Chapter 94 Let's take off our clothes first.

In the morning, the sun was high in the sky, and the streets were bustling with people.

A cheerful figure moved between the barracks, humming a happy tune.

"The scenery is so beautiful on such a sunny day."

"Red flowers are green grass."

Soon, he stopped in front of an old mansion that exuded a luxurious atmosphere.

Above the vermilion gate hangs a plaque with gilded characters.