Infinite Comics, Get New Talents with Each Mission

"I'm so glad to see Miss Nanyun here..."

"Could you tell me if Ryoumen Sukuna was defeated?"

Whether as a player or a hero.

Fubuki is particularly concerned about the outcome of this matter.

Speech is silver, silence is gold.

Nanfang Rihe, who had remained silent since the player woke up, met someone's eyes with a look seeking approval, and after receiving a casual answer from you, he spoke in reply.

"Defeated."

"But I couldn't help at all."

"Just like you, we are both guys whose lives were saved."

Nanfang Hizuru answered honestly.

Even if he had copied Moxu Luo's BUG-like adaptability.

But after all, she lacked numerical skills. Once she faced the Curse King who had no idea how many spells he had in his hands, the result would be predictable.

That Nan Yun actually said it to this extent...

After hearing these words, a hint of surprise flashed across Fubuki's face again.

Did he single-handedly defeat the 'BOSS' that so many players couldn't defeat together?!

While maintaining the forbidden barrier covering the entire city...

And can also take down the Cursed King.

This strange player...

It's so scary!

Chapter 132: Fubuki: "Yes, I volunteer to be studied!"

"If there's anything I can do that could be of use..."

"Please go ahead and speak!"

After learning roughly from Nanfang Hizuru what happened after she lost consciousness, Fubuki lowered her head slightly and once again solemnly thanked the young man who was soaking in the hot spring.

"do not worry about it."

"Even if I don't do anything, you probably won't have any problems. It's just a matter of convenience."

"Besides, with your current strength, it seems you can't be of much help right now."

In the hot spring.

Lingge closed his eyes and explored the new Quincy power in his soul. He shook his head and answered casually.

The theoretical focus of the new talent is the ability of the Holy Word.

But perhaps it was because the enemies encountered so far were too weak to put much pressure on them, or perhaps it was simply because his current strength was still too weak to fully drive this power.

So far.

Lingge found that he still couldn't muster enough strength to truly open his eyes.

Or……

Now it is still at the level of single pupil.

The levels of power of the Death Gods in 'Bleach' are quite clear.

If it is divided by Zanpakuto, it is Shōdaku, Shikai, and Bankai.

According to the spiritual pressure, there are a total of twenty levels of spiritual power. The twentieth level spiritual power can be considered a Death God, the fourth to fifth levels spiritual power correspond to the vice-captain of the Gotei 13, and the third level spiritual power corresponds to Bankai, which also means that one is qualified to be the captain.

Compared to the Death God system, the power of the Quincy system is quite vague.

Only Yhwach, who is both a Quincy and the son of the Soul King, has a rather intuitive 'class characteristic'.

—The number of pupils in the eye.

Single pupil, double pupil, triple pupil...

A single pupil may represent the Quincy's power to control spirit particles, double pupils represent omniscience that allows them to see the future, and triple pupils represent omnipotence that allows them to change the future.

Neither Yhwach himself nor he has ever reached these four pupils. Only the Spirit King, who divides the world of Death into three realms and has a status equivalent to that of the One and Only God, possesses these four pupils.

Just talk about strength.

Even if it was a captain-level Death God with first-class spiritual power, Ling Ge felt that it would not be too difficult to deal with it.

But if I were to ask myself whether I actually possessed a first-class spiritual pressure...

Someone can only say that it is not easy to say.

If it is the 'Void' that devoured three billion souls, then it must be there.

However, the soul integration of the Dead River is ultimately different from the soul devouring mechanism of the "Void".

Hollows can devour each other to increase the quality of their spiritual pressure, while Shiga focuses on the quantity of immortality.

Both have their pros and cons.

Even if the power of a single-eyed Quincy already contained the element of Divinity, a trait that could theoretically increase power...

It can enhance the power of others, or more precisely, enhance the power of those who are less powerful than yourself, which is quite useful.

Having tried to use this ability to enhance his own soul strength, Linger could only say...

The only way to describe the efficiency of the panel is as tragic as it gets.

Even if we put aside his identity as the Son of God, the son of a certain Soul King, Yhwach has at least a million years of experience.

Even though he possessed the passive ability to absorb souls, Yhwach's spiritual pressure level, which had lasted for millions of years until the war with the world of Death, still could not be considered overwhelming.

Although it's not completely impossible to increase strength, it's better to use this method to stack the basic attributes on the panel...

Then let’s take a look at the “Reincarnation Game, Add Points” in the distance!

……

"Perhaps my strength is indeed insufficient for you, Your Excellency..."

"Besides fighting, is there anything I can help with?"

Not wanting to owe anyone a favor and wanting to repay the life-saving grace, Fubuki once again asked the young man in front of her sincerely and seriously.

"...You really are very hardworking."

Because he couldn't open his eyes for the time being, Lingge simply studied the basic skills of the Quincy's control of spirit particles. Listening to the persistent words of this professional hero, he shook his head somewhat helplessly.

All the actions of everyone in this world are ultimately for the purpose of making themselves feel at ease.

Since someone wants to repay her, then repaying her is her peace of mind, and I can only respect and bless her.

Alas, who made me so kind-hearted?

"In that case..."

"Then give me your body."

Although Fubuki herself is a bit disappointing.

But her sister, who has the same blood as her, has superpowers that are strong enough to be called strong!

Even if it may not be used for the time being, since the other party wants to repay the favor so much, Ling Ge doesn't mind adding a new power system to his collection, or foundation.

"I see...eh?"

Fubuki, who had subconsciously smiled because she wanted to repay a favor and deepen her relationship with this powerful player through this incident, was suddenly stunned as soon as she finished speaking, and instinctively felt that something was wrong.

"that……"

"I'm sorry, I don't think I heard you clearly. Could you please tell me what you were saying..."

After she came to her senses, the voice of this tall professional hero in a dark green dress couldn't help but tremble slightly, and it was completely unlike what she said, that she didn't hear someone's words clearly.

"Most supernatural powers are closely related to the physical body."

"I'm somewhat interested in your extraordinary powers, and I happen to have some research on both the body and the soul."

"Don't worry."

"I will prepare a brand new body for you, at least it will be much stronger than the one you have now."

"More..."

"Is this too much for you to ask, beyond 'repaying a favor'?"

Becoming increasingly shameless.

Someone who judged purely based on efficiency asked the troubled Jigoku Blizzard beside him.

Is it too much?

If you pass!

Is it over?

If you pass!

Feeling the pure gaze of a certain young man, the mature and elegant beauty with the nickname of Hell Snow, at this moment deeply understood what it meant to be trapped in one's own cocoon!

Even if it was true as the other party said that she could obtain a stronger body, Fubuki did not want to give up this complete original body that belonged to her from beginning to end.

But the savior in front of him didn't want any reward at the beginning, and now it was obviously just a casual remark.

Instead, he was acting so confident, saying, "As long as I can help, please just ask..."

At this point, it is impossible to say "Please change your request"!

"Do not bother……"

"I am willing to cooperate with the research."

"But my body and hair are a gift from my parents, so please give me a chance to keep it."

Looking at the professional hero in front of him whose face said "Yes, I volunteer to be studied", someone who has always been indifferent to details nodded casually again.

“Thank you for your understanding.”

Fubuki, who was somewhat in tears, looked at the young man in front of her who readily agreed to her conditions. At this moment, a subtle feeling of gratitude arose in her heart!

Chapter 133: I forgot the beginning and the middle, but anyway, this is the Dead River!

"My power is a gift given by the reincarnation game."

"Perhaps it has little to do with either the body or the soul."

Watching the player named Fubuki perform some operations and end up turning herself into a guinea pig, Nanfang Rihe, who had been watching for a long time, simply interrupted when he saw that the conversation between the two had come to an end.

Although she has no interest in being a guinea pig.

But the clear-headed Nanfang Rihe also understood that if it weren't for the young man in front of him who appeared on the battlefield at that critical moment and used "self-destruction" to clear the obstacles of other players for a while, and even killed Gojo Satoru, the next target of Ryoumen Sukuna who would be freed up would definitely be her.

Even with Moxu Luo's adaptability, facing the Curse King alone...

Nanfang Rihe didn't think he would be able to survive safely to the end.

therefore.

As someone whose life was saved, she thought it was only natural that he had to pay a price.

“I just want to broaden my horizons.”

"but……"

"Originally, this was enough for you to exchange what you wanted from me."

"If you want to be like her, then we have to separate."

He glanced in the direction of the dashing beauty who interrupted, and although he didn't care how to deal with the remnants of the spoils in his hands, he still spoke casually based on the facts.