打屁屁游戏

Chapter 235: First Batch Of Admission

The ten old men all stroked their beards and laughed, "To be able to nurture the next generation of talents for Soul Society, this is our lifelong wish."

These people had been fabricated by the system with hollow\'s fake memories, so they would not have any doubts about him and their own origins.

Although they were craftsmen, they were not emotionless wood.

In their memories, they were the old death god who had contributed his entire life to Soul Society and retired. Finally, he came to this newly built Spiritual Arts Academy and continued to bring glory to Soul Society.

Everyone said that there was an old man at home, as if there was a treasure.

Although they could not participate in the battle, for the newly built Soul Society, they were indispensable and important existences!

The ones who supported the Spiritual Arts Academy were precisely these ten aged death god!

"Lord Director."

The oldest old man among them walked out of the crowd and bowed towards Lod. He said in a loud voice, "We are all ready. I wonder when we can officially begin the recruitment?"

"In the next few days."

Lod thought for a moment, then said, "I\'ll have to trouble you to take out the specific regulations, and then you can open the west gate and recruit students on Rukongai."

"I will obey the orders of the Director!"

The old men cupped their hands and bowed. Then, they turned around and entered the academy to prepare for the specific recruitment process.

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A few days later.

A shocking piece of news spread throughout the four major Rukongai.

The Spiritual Arts Academy was recruiting students!

All the souls can go to the four main gates of Rukongai to participate in the recruitment of Spiritual Arts Academy. Once you pass the test, you can enter the school,

After graduation, you can directly enter the Gotei 13th and become a death god of Seireitei!

Since this news came to Rukongai, all the souls that died here were crazy.

After they were led to Soul Society, they vaguely learned some information, such as this was the world where Soul Society lived after everyone died, and inside the white wall, it was the place where death god gathered!

Now that they heard that the Spiritual Arts Academy established by Seireitei is recruiting, and it is said that once it is possible to become death god, all the souls can\'t sit still. For a time, the souls of each district all went to the gate of Seireitei.

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Seireitei, East Gate.

The white murderous stone door slowly rose. Under the nervous eyes of all the souls, a white clothed old man with a long beard and a white hair walked out from inside.

"That is death god?"

The crowd was in chaos, and many people asked.

After all, the old man who came out looked so weak that he was far from the death god they had imagined.

There were many people who had this question. In their eyes, death god should be the kind of person who exuded a gloomy and strange aura.

Was this person... really death god?

Although the souls all lived in Rukongai, there were not many people who had actually seen death god.

Only a very small part of the soul was drawn to Soul Society through the formal process of soul burial, and most of the souls were attracted by the power of hell after death, \'illegal stowaway\'.

These people had never seen death god, nor had they had relevant knowledge, so it was reasonable for them to have such an unrealistic idea.

"I am death god, who is in charge of recruiting students this time, the Aoyama family."

Aoyama\'s eyelids were half drooping, and it seemed that he had not woken up. He said lightly, "Everyone line up in turn and test here. Anyone who passes can enter Seireitei with me."

Although his voice was not loud, in such a noisy environment, it was very clear to everyone.

The noisy crowd, which was still noisy, suddenly became quiet. According to what the old man said, they lined up in order.

"Not bad, at least you have some brains."

Aoyama nodded slightly. These wandering souls were quite sensible, which saved him the trouble of making a move.

Next, Aoyama roughly explained the rules.

The recruitment process of the Spiritual Arts Academy is very simple. You only need to walk forward and put your hand on a special instrument. Then, you can judge whether the level of spiritual power has reached the entrance standard based on the floating numbers of the instrument.

And the requirement to enter the Spiritual Arts Academy was to reach the lowest grade of ten spiritual energy!

Don\'t think that the grade ten Spiritual Power was very low!

Although all the souls had spiritual energy, there were more than seventy percent of them. The spiritual energy they possessed was too weak, and it was not enough to be ranked.

The grade ten Spiritual Power was only the most basic requirement to enter the academy.

For example, the vast majority of death god in Soul Society were people with mediocre talent. In his lifetime of hard work, he could only raise one to two grades of Spiritual Power.

On the other hand, those geniuses.

For example, Tōshirō Hitsugaya had established contact with zanpakuto in advance before taking the test of the Spiritual Arts Academy. Moreover, Spiritual Power\'s strength was close to that of the chief officer, and later became the youngest captain of death god in Soul Society\'s history.

This was the gap!

There was an insurmountable chasm between geniuses and geniuses. No matter how hard you tried, you would never be able to cross this chasm.

Some people had already stood at the end from the moment they were born. This was a fact that no one could change.

The test officially began.

The crowd walked over in turn and placed their palms on the instruments.

"Not qualified, next."

"Not qualified, next."

"Not qualified, next..."

People in the crowd came one after another, full of hope, but they had to return with disappointment. The selection mechanism was so cruel!

Even the lowest level ten Spiritual Power was one in a hundred people who had the qualifications to become death god.

However, this was normal, and Lod was not surprised at all.

After all, the concentration of spiritual droplets in Rukongai was too low and limited by the natural environment. It was quite difficult to give birth to a high-quality soul.

The sun gradually set, and the enrollment continued.

The number of people who had barely passed the test was less than a hundred, but the number of people who had been eliminated had already passed ten thousand.

"Next..."

Aoyama was a little impatient, waving his hand to call the next person.

"Hahaha... it\'s finally my turn." A tall and sturdy black man walked up confidently and pressed his palm on the instrument.

Di.

The instrument vibrated slightly, but there were no numbers floating.

Without numbers, it meant that Spiritual Power was too weak and not enough to be assessed!

Aoyama glanced at the instrument and waved his hand expressionlessly. "Not qualified, next."

"What? Not qualified?"

The black man\'s anticipation was extinguished by a single sentence, and he instantly flew into a rage out of humiliation. He roared, "I don\'t believe it! This is impossible! My body is so strong, why can\'t you let me pass"

Aoyama rolled his eyes. He couldn\'t be bothered with this self-righteous idiot, and waved to the people behind him. "Next, don\'t waste time."

"Hahahaha..."

The crowd burst into laughter, causing the black man\'s face to turn green and purple.

Before coming here, he had been so confident that with his strong physical fitness, he would definitely be the strongest in this group. Wouldn\'t it be easy for him to pass the test and become death god?

But unexpectedly, the old man did not look at this at all. The physical fitness he was so proud of was completely useless and he was directly rejected.

"Impossible... I am obviously so powerful..." The black man complained, and there seemed to be some dissatisfaction in his eyes.

"Excuse me..."

At this time, a little girl whispered and then slowly walked over.