Department of Research and Development.
Spiritual Wave Measurement Research Division, monitoring room.
A crowd gathered before a massive screen dozens of meters long, staring unblinkingly at the spectacular scene displayed upon it.
Unlike before, the room was now filled with the faint, sweet fragrance of roasted sweet potatoes.
An extra seat had been placed beside Su Feng's.
A bald, white-bearded old man sat on it, leaning forward with unprecedented concentration.
In front of him sat a grill.
Ryujin Jakka, burning with a faint flame, rested atop it, roasting several fine-looking sweet potatoes alongside various meats and vegetables.
Compared to everyone else's focus, Su Feng seemed rather absent-minded.
More of his attention was on the grill.
It had not been easy to talk Yamamoto Genryusai into bringing out Ryujin Jakka. If he did not make the most of it and roast to his heart's content, it would be a waste.
Ryujin Jakka trembled slightly, seemingly protesting its unfair treatment.
Yet at that moment, only Su Feng answered it.
He gripped the hilt and gently turned it, adjusting the temperature and controlling the heat.
It was time to put the cooking skills he had learned from Kirio Hikifune to use!
Everyone else had their attention fixed on the screen.
The battle in Hueco Mundo concerned the future fate of Soul Society. Not everyone had a heart as big as Su Feng's.
Genryusai Shigekuni Yamamoto stared unblinkingly at the two figures on the screen, veins faintly bulging across his gleaming bald head.
Heavy, scorching spiritual pressure swirled around him, as though it might erupt at any moment.
Although he had restrained himself considerably and forcibly suppressed the fury in his heart, seeing those two figures he had long kept in mind still caused his emotions to flare.
In fact, Mayuri Kurotsuchi had already