Death: This Death is not serious

Squadron 12.

On the way to the Technology Development Bureau, Ukitake Jushiro was full of anticipation and nervousness.

Finally, he arrived at the door of the private laboratory of Deputy Director Kurotsuchi Mayuri.

Because he had been notified by Aozaki Mayuri in advance, Kurotsuchi Mayuri had been waiting here for a long time.

Even Urahara Kisuke came here specially and carefully reminded him of the precautions of the experiment before leaving with peace of mind.

Listening to Urahara Kisuke's professional and detailed introduction, Ukitake Jushiro's originally uneasy mood gradually calmed down.

After all, Urahara Kisuke was a genius recognized by Hikifune Kiryu, and his words were naturally more convincing and more reassuring than Kurotsuchi Mayuri, the deputy director who was a prisoner.

At this moment, Ukitake Jushiro was full of confidence in this experiment.

He believed that as long as he went through this experiment, his body, which was tortured by illness, would be able to recover like a normal person.

Thinking of this, Ukitake Jushiro took off his clothes without hesitation and lay down on the experimental table resolutely.

He looked at Aozaki Mayuri and Kurotsuchi with a firm gaze, and said sincerely:

"Matsuki, Director Kurotsuchi Mayuri, I leave everything to you."

When addressing Kurotsuchi Mayuri, Ukitake Jushiro showed a high emotional intelligence and deliberately omitted the word "deputy".

However, this move did not make Kurotsuchi Mayuri feel the slightest bit of joy, he just curled his lips in disapproval.

Kurotsuchi Mayuri was not interested in such flattery at all.

He waved his hand, then took out a syringe, with a strange smile on his face, and said with a strange laugh:

"Captain Ukitake, I will inject you with anesthetic next, please relax your body and don't resist."

"This syringe is specially made, but even so, it can't break through the captain's spiritual pressure defense."

"I don't want to waste such precious experimental equipment..."

Hearing this, Ukitake Jushiro couldn't help but cough lightly, and said helplessly:

"Okay, okay, I know. It's just anesthesia, can you not show that scary smile? It's really scary..."

After listening, Kurotsuchi Mayuri did not respond to him, but turned around silently and put the syringe in his hand back to its original place.

Then, he opened the drawer and took out a larger syringe.

This syringe looks particularly eye-catching. Gently push the handle, and you can see a strange lavender liquid gushing out from the tip of the needle.

Ukitake Jushiro stared at the huge needle that was as long as his palm with wide eyes, and couldn't help swallowing his saliva. He asked with a trembling voice:

"Isn't this right? Director Kurotsuchi, you...you don't want to take revenge on me?"

"How could that be? I, Kurotsuchi, am not that kind of person!"

Kutsuchi Mayuri turned his head to look at Ukitake Jushiro, and that sick smile appeared on his face again.

"Then Captain Ukitake, it's time to start. Don't be afraid. I'll be very gentle."

Kutsuchi Mayuri's tone sounded very gentle, but in fact it made people feel a little chilly.

Before he finished speaking, the needle in Kurotsuchi Mayuri's hand quickly pierced into Ukitake Jushiro's buttocks.

Ukitake Jushiro's facial expression instantly became distorted, his mouth opened, his eyes closed, his body began to tremble slightly, and then he fell softly on the experimental table and lost consciousness.

"Brother, brother, why did you have to provoke him with your bad mouth?"

Aozaki Mayuki shook his head helplessly.

Mayuri Kurotsuchi was clearly taking the opportunity to take revenge.

The thickness of the needle was so great that it hurt just to look at it.

However, for Ukitake Jushiro, perhaps it was not so much physical pain as psychological discomfort.

This kind of psychological pressure is often unrelated to personal strength. Even the strongest people will inevitably feel uneasy when facing such a situation.

"Then Captain Mayu, you can do whatever you want next. After you are done, the treatment will officially begin. I will leave first."

Mayuri Kurotsuchi said expressionlessly, as if he had no guilt for his actions just now.

"No need, you stay."

Mayuri Aozaki looked at Mayuri Kurotsuchi, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing an imperceptible smile.

"If there is an unexpected situation later, maybe we will need the help of Director Mayuri Kurotsuchi!"

Mayuri Kurotsuchi frowned, and he felt that the other party was mocking him.

"I didn't expect Captain Mayu to trust me so much."

Mayuri Kurotsuchi said stiffly.

"I just believe in myself."

Aozaki Mayu showed a confident smile, and a strong spiritual pressure emanated from his body.

Kurotsuchi Mayuri felt his breathing stagnate and felt a great pressure.

Aozaki Mayu raised his right hand, and his five fingers instantlyFive spiritual pressure groups were condensed.

These spiritual pressure groups flickered and flickered like transparent flames, containing amazing energy.

Aozaki Mayuki's eyes were determined, and he aimed his arm at the position where Ukitake Jushiro's lungs should have been, and without any hesitation, he thrust it in.

In the surprised eyes of Kurotsuchi Mayuri, a black object vaguely appeared on Ukitake Jushiro's chest.

It was a pure black, as if it could swallow up all the light around it.

It was also a sacred black, with endless majesty and mystery.

At this moment, everything around seemed to have lost its color.

Whether it was light, air or dust, no trace could be left on this black mass.

It just squirmed quietly like that, like a black hole in the universe, attracting everyone's attention.

Then, a strange and suffocating spiritual pressure began to gush out of Ukitake Jushiro's body frantically.

This spiritual pressure was not something that humans could possess, it was an extremely powerful force.

It surged, as if it was going to drown the whole world.

Kurotsuchi Mayuri widened his eyes, his face full of disbelief.

He had never thought that there was such a terrifying power hidden in Ukitake Jushiro's body.

What was going on?

Why did this sickly man have such a shocking ability?

Along with the crazy gushing of spiritual pressure, countless black lines suddenly appeared on Ukitake Jushiro's body.

These lines were densely intertwined, covering his whole body like a spider web, which was creepy.

What was even more strange was that these lines were like living things, twisting and twitching from time to time, as if something hidden in Ukitake Jushiro's body was awakening.

He was shrouded in the inky black spiritual pressure, and the rich dark aura was like a thick layer of armor, tightly attached to his skin, almost materialized.

"What on earth is this?"

Kuroshita Mayuri's eyes widened. He stared at Ukitake Jushiro in front of him. His hands could not help but rest on the table. His body was shaking slightly because of excessive excitement.

His eyes were full of excitement and madness!

He only had one idea now, to study Ukitake Jushiro thoroughly inside and out!

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