[Comprehensive] Intern in Hell

"Ha...haha." Urahara Kisuke took a few steps back calmly, a little away from the ghost lamps that seemed to be killing weapons, and took out a paper fan to cover the expression on his face, but his eyes were shining. Guilty: "I'm just a businessman, how can He De be able to work in your place?"

During this period of time, he has actually experienced the ghosts of the ghost lamp. This is not the first time he has conducted experiments with Wutou in this place. Every time the ghost lamp passes by, they will beat them up and take them back to the laboratory. Three, there is obviously no way to escape this time.Although he said that he was a shinigami with some combat experience, he really couldn't beat this young-looking ghost on the opposite side. Kisuke Urahara was a little desperate, he was only a fraction of the age of the opponent.

Urahara Kisuke was actually a little afraid that the other party would directly send him back to the Soul Society, but this opportunity was indeed won by himself. Hell is an institution that has existed since the age of mythology. Let him see too much that he has not touched before.To be honest, he has no interest in the hell system or reincarnation, but the unimaginable technology here really makes his mouth water.

Looking at the increasingly gloomy aura of the ghost lamp, he said embarrassingly, "Then... at worst, I'll teach you a few tricks!"

Kisuke Urahara felt a little guilty, it sounded like there was no value worth exchanging, he could only comfort himself in his heart, different power systems, it shouldn't be a problem to teach the other party.

In fact, Ghost Lamp did not think that the other party would think of such a way to escape. He really hoped that the other party could stay. Hell has always lacked such technical talents. He had heard the rumors about Kisuke Urahara before, so when he heard When the other party was about to come to hell, Ghost Lamp made the decision to assign him to the technical department.I hope that there can be technical exchanges between hell and soul world.

The exchange period lasted at least half a year, and Ghost Lamp didn't care that he couldn't pry into the corner now, which was a surprise.

Ghost Lantern brought the caramel in front of him, pushed it forward, and said, "Teach me."

Before Caramel could react, she turned her head in a daze, and Ghost Lamp snapped her head back blankly. She didn't use any strength in her hands, just the right amount of strength.

Gui Deng added: "There are only three things to do, so let's not make an example."

Caramel didn't resist. Since there is no way to go to the soul world early, it is good to have these two professionals teaching, and it is always right to learn more.

Kisuke Urahara looked stiff all over, he pulled the corners of his mouth unkindly, and he groaned for a long time before agreeing: "I know, I know, I'm afraid I won't be able to teach this kid if I teach her!"

He shouted at Kurosaki Ichigo who was trying to research something from the machine on the ground: "Bastard, come here and show this kid."

Kurosaki Ichigo, who looks like a ferocious beast, is unexpectedly well-behaved. He was by the side before and heard a few people's conversations. He naturally knew what Urahara Kisuke was talking about. He took out something from his arms and ate it. , the body and soul separated, and the body lay limply on the ground, but the soul unexpectedly did not inherit the attire of the body, but changed into a black kimono, with a white belt tied around his waist. A little more slender.He was holding a huge knife in his hand, which was almost a little longer than his body, and he did seem to have a sense of threat from the god of death.

It was rare for Caramel to lose his mind in front of everyone, and this waist was a bit too thin, but Mr. Ghost Lantern still looked strong.

Seeing that the people around her were a little distracted, Ghost Lantern pinched the back of her neck in dissatisfaction, picking up a teacher for nothing and not listening to the class well, so she was in a daze.

Caramel was startled by the sudden touch, carefully shrunk her neck and looked at the scene in front of her, recovered, and sighed: "It's like magic, Kurosaki-kun is really powerful."

It sounded like a perfunctory compliment, but Caramel's eyes were too earnest, so Kurosaki Ichigo just turned his head and muttered a few words vaguely.

"Although I know that Kurosaki-kun is a living person, it's amazing to see the soul leaving the body so intuitively for the first time. Are all gods of death like this?" Caramel asked curiously.

In fact, she doesn't know the working method of Shinigami very well, but it seems that if every Shinigami works like Kurosaki Ichigo, then how bad the scene would be, probably the morgue scene, a big black area Bodies gathered in one place... It is estimated that it will cause panic in this world.

Kurosaki Ichigo shook his head, lowered his eyes hesitantly, he seemed not very satisfied with his current appearance, and said, "I'm probably the only death god alive."

Feeling the other party's depression, Caramel, a man who felt out of place because of his own particularity, comforted him solemnly: "It's okay, people will always die. You see, you are the only living person here."

Choked by the comfort of the caramel, Kurosaki Ichigo nodded helplessly. This senior seems to be a shrewd person, and he doesn't know why he keeps saying such natural words...

He straightened his mind, pointed the weapon in his hand at the caramel, and said, "Then, I will give you half of the power of death now."

He thought that since Kisuke Urahara wanted to teach her, the first step should be to turn her into a god of death.

Caramel instinctively felt the pressure from the weapon in front of her, the hairs on her body stood up, and the scales on the back of her neck became hotter, she murmured: "Wait...wait..."

Before Caramel refused, the weapon was sent into Caramel's body. Although there was no pain, the feeling of seeing herself being pierced was too strange. Put your hand on Kurosaki's Zanpakuto.Before she had time to lick the thing in her chest, she felt the continuous power transmitted to her body through the knife.

There was no burst of light as imagined, or other gorgeous transformation scenes, a burst of mist popped out around Caramel's body, covering her whole body, before Kurosaki Ichigo had time to react, he was caught by a huge The fish tail is pressed down.

He crawled forward desperately, trying to push the fish tail off his body, "The waist...the waist is going to break—"

The mist dissipated quickly, and caramel appeared from it. I saw that she didn't wear a deadly costume like Kurosaki Ichigo, and she didn't even have a Zanpakutō, but a red scarf wrapped around her hand. Satin, it seems that there is no other change.

Kurosaki Ichigo was stunned for a moment, and said puzzledly, "That's not right... I did give half of the power of death."

Then he pushed the heavy object on his body hard, and whispered: "Senior, can you let me out?" This was the first time he saw the appearance of a monster with his own eyes. Will definitely take a good look.

Urahara Kisuke rushed forward and pressed Kurosaki's head hard on the ground, and broke down, "You bastard, I just asked you to perform a chopping technique for her, who told you to turn the other party into a god of death!"

He looked at Herosaki poking with a bit of hatred and said, "Don't you know that it is against the law of the soul world to give the power of the god of death to humans without authorization!"

Kurosaki Ichigo struggled to wave Urahara Kisuke's hand away: "Senior Caramel is not human, uncle, you didn't make it clear just now."

He also looked pissed off, gasping for breath, then looked at the caramel helplessly, and scrutinized him carefully: "However, this is the first time I have seen Dao being endowed with the power of death. weapons."

"Yes." Caramel raised her head, she sensed the difference in herself the moment she transformed, she clenched the end of the red silk wrapped around her hand tightly with one hand, and with just a slight shake, she transformed into a shot. □, the tip of the gun glowed with a cold light, with a slender figure and a touch of red at the top.

Huntian Ling, Hongtao Spear.

Caramel stroked lightly with her hand, remembered something, hesitated and said, "I am... Nezha?"

The ghost lamp on the side flicked her forehead: "Don't think about it."