Chapter 412： Enrollment 2

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The corpse soul world, Seorei Ting.

The blue sky is cloudless, it is as clear and transparent as a flawless jasper. The warm breeze brings warmth and blows away the thin strands of clouds. The whole world is immersed in a dreamlike beauty. In.

After several transformations, today's corpse soul world is no longer what it used to be.

With the efforts of the two chief and deputy 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, as well as the four major Seoreimon gates in the east, west, south, and north, and dispatched four people. Guarded by huge giants.

In addition to this, there are many buildings in Seorei-tei, as well as the team house of the 13th Gotei team.

After a period of gestation, the team house created a total of nearly a thousand gods of death. They were assigned tasks according to their respective squad’s responsibilities, and they were dispatched to various places in the world through stable boundaries, so that the originally empty and clean Seoreitsu garden was suddenly changed. It has to be lively.

With the continuous introduction of wandering souls in this world, the corpse soul world has become more and more prosperous.

Countless souls waiting to die, based on the severity of the crimes committed during the lifetime, were scattered in the various areas of Rukun Street that radiated 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 the Seorei Gate.

There is no distinction between races, no distinction between high and low, all souls are treated equally, and there is no longer a gap in life. 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, stared at the gate nervously, rubbing his hands uncomfortably, as if waiting for something.

"It's coming soon, don't worry, be patient." The black companion next to him persuaded: "It's useless even if you're in a hurry. When you come out, doesn't it depend on the face of others?"

The middle-aged bald man leaned over curiously and interrupted the conversation between the two of them: "Hello, my name is Phil Coleson. It hasn’t been long since I first came to the Soul World. May I ask you guys 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 Seoreini.

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, intending to wait for his death with peace of mind.

At this time, seeing so many people gathering outside the Seorei Gate, it was natural that Agent Colson could not sit still, so he ran out to inquire about the information.

"I'm Powell, he is Grad." The black man has a very bold personality and did not exclude Coleson. After introducing himself and his friends, he said: "Today is the recruiting birthday of the Mao Spiritual Academy. We are waiting for the academy. People come here."

"Mao 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 a chance to become a **** of death in the future, and then you don't have to stay in this broken place where birds do not shit, and live inside that white wall!" Powell explained patiently.

Coleson was shocked when he heard the words, his eyes widened: "Academy for training the **** of death?!"

"That's right, if you want to leave Liuhun Street and walk into the Seorei Garden within the white wall, there is only one way." Powell licked his lips, his eyes showed excitement, and said: "My uncle's nephew's My neighbor, passed the test last year, became a student of the Mao Spiritual Academy, and lived in the Seorei Garden."

"Powell, stop chatting, look over there, the Seirei Gate is open!" Grad shouted in excitement, beckoning his companion to take a look.

In an instant, the crowd that was originally noisy quieted down at the same time.

Everyone stretched their necks hard, and a bunch of eager eyes were focused on the slowly opening Seoreimen.

Naturally, Coleson was no exception. He suppressed the surprise in his heart and tried to penetrate the gap between the crowds, and saw a little scene behind Seoreimen, an environment completely different from that of Ruukun 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 far distance. The Liuhun Street outside is almost like a refugee cave.

Now, Coleson finally knew why these people squeezed their heads and wanted to go to Seireini.

Seorei-tei is like New York, and Ryukon 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.

There was a bitterness on the corners of Coulson’s lips, he shook his head slightly self-deprecatingly, and sighed lightly: "I didn’t expect that one day, the people blocked by the high wall would become us. It turns out that even in hell, there will still be High and low."

"Come, they are here!"

"I saw it. It is a student from the Mao Spiritual Academy. They are leading the team this time!"

Three two men and a woman wearing white plain clothes walked out from the Seirei Gate together, causing a commotion in the crowd.

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 had the same costumes, they were all students of the Mao Spiritual Academy, but the two men deliberately lag behind the girl half a step while walking, and in their demeanor and demeanor, they seemed to be respectful to the young girl.

And there was a real samurai sword on the girl's waist.

Coleson, who had been in close contact with Lorde several times, almost recognized it at a glance. The weapon on the girl's waist was a Zanpaku.

Zhanpaku knife is equivalent to the symbol of every **** of death, and this knife undoubtedly explains from the side the reason why the girl's status 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 is a genius who personally accepted as a student, and she is an astonishing sixth class in the Rei Pressure Test!

"Sister Chen, do you start now?"

A white male student approached half a step slightly, lowered his head and asked cautiously.

"Yeah~ let's start."

Chen slightly nodded his head slightly, pressed his hand lightly on his waist, and said softly: "There are two younger brothers, if there is a riot, I will be responsible for suppressing it."

The two male students kept their eyes on the knife There was a glimmer of envy in their eyes from time to time, and finally withdrew their eyes reluctantly, and turned to face the darkened crowd, and said loudly: "Mayang Academy of Spiritual Art The second enrollment begins now!"

Admissions tests are 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 Coleson's turn for the team. Among the more than 100 people before that, only three or four qualified.

With a sense of anxiety, Coleson walked to the front of the crystal ball, pressed it with his hand, and waited for his sentence.

The light from the crystal ball is not great, but it is enough to illuminate the extreme faces of the people around.

"Eight-class Reiatsu, qualified."

The male student raised his head and smiled: "Welcome, you can join the Mao Spiritual Academy."