Vol 3 Chapter 147: Night falls

　　 "Morning, Chief."
　　 Gotei 13th team and 12th team, compared to when Hong Jiang left, there is a new name here-Technology Development Bureau.
　　 Although the original 12th division had the nickname of the scientific research team, it was not systematic when Hikishu Kiryu was in charge. Most of the team members still regarded themselves as the combat division, and the so-called scientific research was just a hobby.
　　 Until nine years ago, the former captain Hikifune Kiryu was promoted, and Urahara Kisuke took over as the captain of the 12th division and founded the organization himself.
Of course, this is not just a gimmick. The members of the Technology Development Bureau of the 12th Division have corresponding positions, and the corresponding positions derive a new talent entry policy. Even if you do not have the talent to become a of death, you can still enter the technology. The Development Bureau has made great achievements.
Some time ago it just passed its ninth birthday, nine years, from the initial disapproval when it was founded to the current thriving, the Technology Development Bureau and the 12th squad have become one body, this is all the 12th squad members Common knowledge.
　　 As the creator of all this, he also eliminated the influence of the former captain Hikifune Kiryu, and became a captain destined to be in the history of the 12th squad, and even the history of the Gotei 13th squad.
　　 "Captain, this is the spiritual pressure measurement data of this month. The top one is the data of the corpse world, and the world and the virtual circle are below."
　　 In the captain's room, Urahara Kisuke raised his head and took the documents from the team members.
　　 One day eighteen years ago, a large number of emptiness suddenly appeared in this world. Not long after, there were frequent high-level imaginary appearances in the corpse soul world, and Kylian and even the Akukas-class imaginary would invade from time to time.
　　 The thirteenth squad in charge of the world was almost all deployed. According to the report, the invading phantoms appeared almost at the same time. They were self-conscious but a bit strange when they invaded. The panic did not look like a hunter.
　　There may have been some major changes in the virtual circle, but the Gotei 13 team at that time didn't have any hesitation to check it out. The emptiness that suddenly appeared in the Soul World from nowhere was enough to make them headache.
　　 The lack of monitoring means left the entire Gotei 13 team without sufficient early warning, and it seemed extremely inefficient in the face of such a large-scale disturbance.
This situation was changed in the second year of the establishment of the Technology Development Bureau. Its subordinate Department of Reinforcement Measurement Research is able to monitor the apparent respiration fluctuations in the corpse soul world and even the virtual circle and promptly warn other teams. Allow other teams to quell the riots more timely and accurately.
　　 Perhaps this is one reason why the newly established Technology Development Bureau can be recognized. After all, in a sense, they are the commander-in-chief of the Gotei 13th team.
　　 "Nothing has changed since last month." Turning the report on his hand, Urahara's eyes quickly swept across the dense numbers and complicated graphics on the paper.
　　 "There has been no significant fluctuation for half a year, and it seems that the situation has stabilized."
　　Ura nodded, and the situation of the invasion of the soul world and the present world began to improve a year ago, and it stabilized until half a year ago. Although there is still an invasion, both the intensity and the number have returned to the normal level.
　　 "I can relax for the time being." Urahara said, raising his head, and said with a smile: "Some time ago, everyone was very hard, and then just ensure basic fluctuation monitoring."
　　 Upon hearing this, the reporting team members couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. The other teams have been back to normal for some time, but their technical development bureau is still in a tense state, and now the tension in their hearts can be loosened a bit.
　　 "Then I will go out first, Captain."
"Yep"
　　 After the team members left, Urahara read the report again and put it on the table. There was no problem. The disappearance of the soul that Hirako told him just now should have nothing to do with Xu.
　　 "A person who only leaves clothes but disappears out of thin air. In the corpse soul world where there is only a spirit body, if it is dead, the body will disappear with the clothes."
　　 "It's not death but disappearing because of simply unable to maintain the body..."
　　 Urahara thought for a while, and Hirako's inference is not a problem. Liucha Quanxi, the captain of the ninth division, has now led people to investigate, and if everything is as Pingzi inferred, it is estimated that he will be the one to solve how to maintain the collapsed body.
　　 "Maybe there is no need to maintain, just create a new shape."
　　 After a flash of light, Urahara had an idea to solve the problem in an instant. The next step is to see if this idea can be realized.
　　 "Mr. Nie, we seem to have a new topic to study~!"
The 　　 words are divided into two parts. When Urahara started to conduct directional research for the disappearance of the soul, the ninth division who went to the Ruhun Street to investigate also made new discoveries, but the situation seemed to be worse.
　　 A full ten death-tyrant costumes were found in a bush by Vice Captain Jiu Nanbai, which was the same as the number of members of the advance force sent to investigate the disappearance of the soul.
　　 Although Jiu Nanbai thought it was probably the clothes that the players took off by themselves, Liuche Quanxi didn't think it was that simple.
　　 The belt is still fastened, and the lost straw sandals are also intact. From these death tyrants, it is completely invisible that they were taken off, whether they were active or passive.
　　 The of death who once wore them seems to have suddenly evaporated from his clothes, exactly the same as the former residents of Liuhun Street who disappeared!
　　 "Weishima! You go to the center, the first time since the disappearance of the soul appeared on the of death!"
　　 This thought appeared in Liuche Quanxi's mind from seeing these death tyrants, and he quickly issued instructions one by one.
　　 "Fujido! There may be a virus that decomposes souls. Please send researchers from the 12th Division to confirm!"
"Yes!"
　　 "Kasagi! Go back to the standby team and fetch the canopy. We will camp here tonight!"
"Yes!"
　　 It may be a virus that caused the disappearance of the soul, but it may also be an unknown enemy. If this is the case, he must annihilate it before the opponent approaches the Seireitei!
As soon as the order was given, Liuche Quanxi noticed the few little ghosts who were stunned on the other side. These were just saved by him from the virtual mouth. The little ghost headed by Xiubing still cried for a while, but very He was comforted soon.
　　 hasn't come over yet? Understandably, the face of Xu is still too heavy for ordinary residents, let alone a group of little ghosts.
　　 But he doesn't have time to comfort him, and it's not safe here. Thinking of this, Quan Xiyong thought he was gentle, but in fact it seemed to others to be more like a scolding tone and commanded: "You guys also go home quickly, before the sun sets!"
"Did you hear me!"
　　 I don't know if it was obedient or scared, and several little ghosts took their absent-minded partner and hurried away.
　　 Until they were completely out of sight, Liuche Quanxi raised his head and looked at the sun that was already leaning to the west. For some reason, the sun seemed to go faster than usual today.
　　 I just don’t know, will this night be shorter than usual...
　　 shorter? No, this dark night has never changed, it seems to have been so in the virtual circle.
　　 Clang, clang, clang...the bell gradually became melodious as if in a funeral, until it disappeared.
　　 This is a bronze bell that is broken in half. No one would have thought that the broken one would move with the wind in a few minutes, playing a chaotic and disorderly score. It's like no one would believe that the skeleton on the ground, once had life, would act on its own.
　　 They are all dead, but it's not really calmed down until this moment. Perhaps they had loudly roared out of resistance, but all of this will eventually be forgotten with their extinguishing.
"I said I would draw an end to your life with my own hands." The white blade slowly slipped into its sheath, and the old voice said the last eulogy, "Such an ending should be convincing to you, Byregon. "
　　 The Great Emperor Bailegang, after all, was just a lingering skeleton, not even among the corpses of Archukas.
　　 "You really looked like a of death just now." The brisk voice broke the short silence.
　　 A handsome-looking man with long pink hair supported his glasses and looked at the navy blue back in front. There was no sadness in his expression, even though the people around him were all his kind.
"You will be in charge of this Xuye Palace from now on." The navy blue voice slowly turned around~EbookFREE.me~ The white mask was covering his face, and he could only guess by his voice that the other party was an old man. people.
　　 "You are the king of the virtual circle from today, do you understand, Thrall Apollo?"
　　 The man with glasses and a human face is Sal Apollo, who has undergone a radical change compared to when he was sealed 18 years ago.
The whole body shrank in a circle to be closer to a human shape, and the black tentacles behind it turned into a pair of butterfly-like nets. If you don’t look at his body and only look at his face, no one will think that he is a virtual or the top of the virtual circle. The Vastoder-class big virtual.
"It's really an accident to be in charge of such an ugly place." Sal Apollo shrugged and continued to ask: "Is it enough to leave this kind of thing to Bairegang? Of course, I didn't mean to kill him. He actually has a bit of living value, isn't he?"
　　 "The title of the king of the virtual circle is valuable to me, but Balegon, who only has this title in my eyes, has no value to me."
　　 The old and deep voice kept approaching Sal Apollo, and the owner of the voice passed by him. Walked up the long stairs and didn't stop until the bone throne at the end.
"I think even if you sit in this chair, you won't forget something. Even if the scenery here is really good, it's just a small corner of the world." Turned around and sat on the throne. , A pair of bright eyes looked into the distance through the mask, as if they could see through the eternal night, "Are you right? Sal Apollo?"
　　 "You are right."
　　Sal Apollo bent down and gave a gentleman's gift, and slowly said: "You won't be disappointed, Young Master!"