Chapter 972 Galactic Scale

Chapter 972 Galactic Scale

Kisuke returned his consciousness back to his injured Gigai and the moment he opened his eyes, blinding light immediately made him narrow it back and the heavier pull of gravity, 'Now then... Where are we?'

Contrary to his internally calm demeanor, Kisuke sported a panicked expression as he hurriedly looked around the room he was in. A small pure white room with a single bed and table. Due to his current size, the bed looked gigantic and the table beside him looked like a podium. However, he was surprised to see the pillow he was resting on was right for his bite size.

Next, he checked the condition of his body and found all injuries he'd incurred were already healed. Though aside from that, he also found some minute traces of someone scanning his biological properties multiple times, 'I wonder what they found out? I'm curious about the metrics they're using and they are bound to have a different interpretation of the data they got. I guess I would have to get my hands on that too.'

By getting his own examination report, even if it had the same numbers as his own data, he'd be able to gleam at how these people saw the world and through that, he'd be able to understand their perspective.

A minute later, through his limited senses, Kisuke heard footsteps beyond the door of his room, 'Yosh! Time to pull my budget Oscar act!'

The door beeped for a second before sliding open, revealing three figures, one of them being the familiar young man that he'd encountered before.

Kisuke immediately jumped and backed himself to the wall while gritting his teeth and glaring at them and preparing his cute fireball.

Of the three people, the first one to step into the room is a 4-foot tall wrinkled fair-skinned old man with light green hair and dark red eyes, long-sharp ears, and a single skin-colored horn protruding in the middle of his forehead. He's wearing a white lab coat over a surprisingly Earthling-like attire and holding a tablet emitting a bit of light from its screen.

Behind him was the familiar young man and a young woman who looked like the former. Both of them looked like Humans with short white hair and green eyes and were wearing a long-sleeved thick black jacket over a gray and white body-tight suit. If not for the latter's figure, Kisuke wouldn't be able to easily tell them apart.

Kisuke ignored the old man for now and observed the two behind him and was able to confirm, 'That's Spiritual Pressure, alright? But it's different from what Shinigami, Hollow, and Quincy have. And their bodies... A combination of Reishi(Spirit Particles) and matter...? How is that possible? Fascinating.'

Although Kisuke's real body had already combined both his soul body and physical body, it was still just an artificial fusion through Hogyouku unlike those in front of him that seem to be in their natural states, 'If I could further stabilize my body, maybe I'll be finally possible to achieve Resurreccin? Hmmm... Since I lack their common sense, I wonder if they'll get angry if I start touching them all over?'

Kisuke hypothesized that even if he could achieve Resurreccin, there would only be a minimal increase in his power since it was akin to a Shinigami releasing their Bankai and it was unknown what sort of side-effects or drawbacks it could cause him. Even then, he still wanted to do it since what Aizen did to himself is essentially a Resurreccin, an Arrancar taking their blade back into their body to release their true form.

[Even then, thank you.]

[...In any case, you're going to have a problem with him. The translator probably won't work on him and he's too cautious so I doubt you'd be able to find where he came from. And considering how he came from an Evie outpost, I doubt his world is still intact.]

[Hmmm... That might be true. Still, he has a good head on his shoulders. Even now, he's trying his best to listen to our conversation even though he couldn't understand any of it.]

The old man looked back at the door in surprise, [...I'm not really a fighter so I can't tell. But what if he's just pretending not to understand?]

The young man smiled at him and said, [And that's the reason why I brought him here. If he's a true refugee, I would have taken him to a safer place... Hmmm... Alright.] The young man nodded to himself, [We'll use the prototype translator on him.]

This time, the woman finally reacted, [Wait, brother! Isn't that too dangerous!? He's too small! Can he even take the pain that it'll cause!?]

The young man turned to his sister, [Stralit, even though you find him very cute, you can't discount that he might be a spy. Besides, that's really the only way we could communicate with him. Unless you want to bother the very busy mistress.]

[...Kuh... Fine... But be gentle with him!]

[Got it. For now, just secure the perimeter in case he escapes.] The young man then turned to the old man and said, [Mr. Chnir, please prepare food in accordance with his diet.]

Kisuke heard their footsteps go away a moment later and went back to his bed, 'Obviously, he intentionally let me hear that conversation. Too bad for him. Although I could understand them, I was just a clueless little guy and not a spy.'

Kisuke knew that he was still being monitored from the outside and didn't let up his acting but deep inside, tens of scenarios already sprouted inside his tiny head, and weighing each and every one of them against each other to figure out what's the best course of action, 'If I pull my cards right, I could even pull a fast one on those Evies and I'd have a better source of information other than that sketchy 'future'.'

While the strongest Gods of Earth were playing their board game, Kisuke was already playing a game of tic tac toe on a galactic scale.