Twelfth Division Barracks.
Yoriichi stood in a corridor filled with the smell of various strange potions.
There are thick and messy pipes everywhere here.
The beeping sound from metal instruments is endless.
I searched for a long time.
Not to mention Mayuri Kurotsuchi, I didn't even see a normal Soul Reaper who could talk to me.
The researchers passing by were all wearing gas masks or strange helmets.
They were holding stacks of heavy documents in their hands, or carrying test tubes with green foam in their hands, and walked in a hurry.
No one paid any attention to his Third Division Captain.
Just when he was considering whether to open a door casually and call out the people inside in the most direct way.
A figure wearing a black cheongsam that was shortened came from the corner.
"Yoriichi Captain."
Nemu Kurotsuchi stopped.
Her cold and numb face showed no expression, like a lifeless and precise machine.
"What are you doing here?"
"Looking for Mayuri Kurotsuchi."
"Please follow me."
No nonsense.
Nemu Kurotsuchi turned around directly and led him towards Twelfth Division's depths underground.
Along the way.
Thick metal doors that required cumbersome passwords to open were pushed open.
It is full of various biological organs that make people feel sick just by looking at them.
Yoriichi's expression is quite plain.
Soon.
Underground core laboratory.
As the last line of defense opened, a pungent smell that was ten times stronger than the outside hit us.
This is the smell of some corrosive agent mixed with it.
Center of the room.
There are workstations with petri dishes everywhere.
Mayuri Kurotsuchi is facing away from them.
He was playing with a cut bone of some kind with both hands, and from time to time he would use a dropper to drop some brightly colored liquid on it.
A weird laugh came from his mouth.
Hearing the movement behind him, he stopped and turned around slowly.
The face covered in black and white paint looked extremely frightening under the dim blue screen light.
"Oh, oh, oh, oh."
Mayuri Kurotsuchi put down what he was holding, his golden teeth completely exposed.
His iconic hoarse voice echoed in the laboratory, "Isn't this Captain Yoriichi who just made a big splash in the Spiritual Arts Academy and fooled those stupid students into a bloody frenzy? What wind brought you to my rotten place full of science?"
"I must have something to do with you."
Yoriichi doesn't beat around the bush either.
"Oh?"
Mayuri Kurotsuchi spread his hands.
The overly long colored nails drew strange arcs in mid-air.
"I am very busy right now. If there is nothing important, you are committing a crime and wasting my precious research time. Hahaha..."
"About the issue of compensation for Dangai."
Yoriichi looked at him and asked seriously, "Can you reduce it a little?"
The voice fell.
The whole laboratory suddenly became quiet.
"Or... just don't pay compensation at all?"
Bang!
Mayuri Kurotsuchi slapped the metal operating table suddenly.
The hard countertop was directly dented by a small piece.
"Don't want compensation?"
His originally sinister voice suddenly became extremely sharp, like a wild cat whose tail had been stepped on.
"Have all the neural circuits in your brain been burned to ashes by your Zanpakuto!"
He approached Yoriichi in a few steps.
"Do you know how much massive data support is needed to repair the Dangai barrier!"
"Do you know how many top-quality materials that ordinary people can't understand were used in my Research and Development Institute to fill the big hole that you made with a random swing of the knife?"
"Want to default on the debt? Want to be exempted?"
"Don't even think about it!"
Yoriichi said nothing.
Just the thumb of his right hand silently pushed away Hekyō's knife.
A section of the dark gray blade was exposed.
The fingertips gently rubbed the handle of the knife.
The guy in black and white paint in front of me really deserves a beating for his words.
I really want to pull out the knife and slap him in the middle of that noisy face.
"What? You stepped on a painful spot and you want to take action?"
Seeing Yoriichi's movements, Mayuri Kurotsuchi let out a series of even more excited and weird laughs.
"Cut, chop me."
He even took the initiative to puff up his chest, stretched out a long fingernail, and pointed at the pile of instruments around him.
"Have you seen that Reishi Reconstruction Device with red light? That is my latest masterpiece that took me ten years to make. You only need to swing the knife a little crookedly to scratch its skin."
Mayuri Kurotsuchi's tone was full of ridicule, "You will immediately have an additional debt of thirty million yuan on your bill."
"If you accidentally end up with this lab!"
"Keke, I dare to use Research and Development Institute's reputation to guarantee that even if you sell your Third Division's Division Barracks together with the land, you will never be able to afford the compensation!"
The hand pushing away the knife stopped.
Yoriichi Look around.
Looking at the room full of high-tech equipment that I couldn't even name.
He closed his thumb.
Click.
The blade was put back into the scabbard.
He was completely discouraged.
Since you can't get away with cheating, you can only get a few people into the water together.
"It's not my fault alone that destroyed the Dangai barrier."
Yoriichi sounded a little gentler.
"Ichigo Kurosaki also participated, and Kisuke Urahara has been helping secretly."
"If I bring them over and share the cost equally, can my part be reduced?"
I heard the four words Kisuke Urahara.
Mayuri Kurotsuchi The enthusiasm on his face disappeared.
His face darkened visibly.
It was as if he heard something disgusting, causing the corners of his eyes to twitch.
But soon, he cracked the corners of his mouth again.
"Hey... let's find that annoying guy to fight with us?"
Mayuri Kurotsuchi turned around and flicked his broad sleeves, "Captain Yoriichi, actually we can negotiate individual terms."
"I can completely exempt you from this part of the compensation."
"You don't even need to pay a penny."
It's impossible for pie to fall from the sky.
Especially here with this scientific madman who has no bottom line.
Yoriichi looked at him.
"What's the matter?"
"Help me do something."
Mayuri Kurotsuchi walked to a giant device that was more than two meters high and flashed with a faint blue light.
On the screen, dense strings of Reishi analysis data were beating crazily.
"Research and Development Institute has always had a dedicated Dangai anomaly monitoring station."
He didn't look back, but his voice was unusually serious, "It is responsible for scanning the Reishi flow and Kōryū fluctuations of Dangai around the clock."
"Originally, this piece of shit was just to prevent you fools who only know how to think with your muscles from destroying space again."
"But I discovered a very interesting phenomenon."
Mayuri Kurotsuchi tapped several keys with her long nails.
An extremely dazzling red ripple image instantly popped up on the home screen.
"Except for the Reiatsu wreckage left behind by your Dangai..."
"The monitoring station also captured a large number of unknown Reishi shuttle traces that have never been recorded before."
He turned his head.
The golden teeth look particularly cold against the blue light.
"Moreover, the final destinations of these abnormally shuttled Reishi, entering and leaving Dangai, are all Karakura Town of World of the Living."
Yoriichi frowned slightly.
A large number of unknown Reishi coming in and out of Karakura Town?
"After confirming that this batch of data was not a system failure, I immediately sent a Soul Reaper team responsible for covert investigation to Dangai."
Mayuri Kurotsuchi stared into Yoriichi's eyes.
The sarcasm and weird laughter just now are gone.
"As a result, all contact was lost."
The only sound left in the basement was the ticking of instruments.
Nemu Kurotsuchi in the corner was still standing quietly, as if all this had nothing to do with her.
The surrounding air suddenly became depressing.
"I hope you can help me investigate the anomaly of Dangai."
Mayuri Kurotsuchi said solemnly.