Inside the pure white building, a slender shadow was cast across the floor, like a streak of pure black appearing in broad daylight. It looked extraordinarily strange, yet carried a bizarre sense of harmony.
Szayelaporro looked at Barragan before him, his expression somewhat cold. "Lord Barragan, according to the intelligence from the Forest of Menos, although the Shinigami's actions remain much the same as before, their enthusiasm and the variety of specimens they have contained have clearly decreased during the collection process. They even collected two batches of identical Menos for research..."
Listening to Szayelaporro, Barragan impatiently interrupted him, his voice low. "Szayelaporro, spare me your deductions. Give me the conclusion directly. What did you discover? Have those Shinigami made a move?"
Szayelaporro merely adjusted his glasses at Barragan's words. Rather than following his lead, he continued, "During that earlier period, those Shinigami collected a great many Menos of different forms and conducted all kinds of research on them. By my deduction, they were likely seeking the direction of Menos evolution and the reasons for their formation. Though I do not know the technological level of Soul Society, judging from the Shinigami named Asano Kiyoshi whom we fought before, their technology is no worse than Hueco Mundo's—perhaps even better."
"Under such circumstances, completing the investigations I mentioned would not be difficult. It could even be finished within two months, or perhaps one. In other words, the Shinigami have most likely already completed their exploration of Menos."
At that, Barragan merely waved a hand and said blandly, "Things like Menos are nothing but ants, no matter how many come. Those Shinigami truly are boring, wasting their time studying ants."
Looking at the Skull Great Lord on the throne, the pink-haired Szayelaporro smiled. "It is not as you think. Once the number