Death: I can become stronger by drinking alcohol

At the same time, North Rukongai District 80, also known as Zaraki District.

This is the world farthest from Jing Ling Ting and the world with the worst security.

Compared with the most stable district, the 80th district of Rukongai is a very dangerous place. Not only is there no grass growing, famine is everywhere, but countless ferocious souls gather here, and they often fight and fight here.

Among them, the current captain of the 11th Division, Kenpachi Zaraki, and the third and fourth seats, Madarame Ikkaku and Reisegawa Yumharu, are all from Zaraki District.

It can be said that this is a place where dragons and snakes are mixed, but there is no shortage of strong people.

"Hey, isn't this the noble young master wearing a feather fabric? Why is he here? If you want to survive, just hand over the feather fabric."

In front of the deserted street city gate, the long queue was stopped by this playful ridicule.

A young man with black hair, wearing a noble haori and a bamboo hat, walked with a staggering step.

In front of the dilapidated city gate, he was stopped by dozens of burly men.

Each of these big men is nearly two meters tall, and their muscles are all prominent, like a rock, giving people a feeling of explosive power.

Facing the thin young man in front of him, he showed a cruel smile.

When the wandering souls around them saw this lineup, they all looked horrified and slowly backed away, forming a vacuum zone.

"Am I the noble you are talking about?"

Black Feather burped, raised his reddish cheeks, and said with drooped eyelids.

"No, you just said...that you were going to take the feathers...from me, right? Then you can just exchange them for wine..."

"I don't want more... I just need three bottles of good wine..."

A strong smell of alcohol filled the air with Black Feather's words.

Finally, in full view of everyone, his footsteps suddenly missed his stride and he fell to the ground.

The abandoned city gate suddenly fell into deathly silence.

Seeing this young man who showed no aristocratic etiquette and smelled of alcohol, the ferocious men around him also stood up straight.

Haori is a status symbol for nobles, and ordinary nobles regard it as their fate.

Still valuable.

The young man in front of them planned to exchange Haori for wine as soon as he opened his mouth, which really subverted their cognition.

"You bastard kid, are you teasing us?" The man in the shabby armor's face darkened, and he even pulled out the fish scale-like blade from his waist.

"I forgot to tell you that we are the most powerful gangsters in North Rukongai and Zaraki District, with three thousand members. Hand over Haori obediently and let your family redeem it, otherwise you will die. !”

"Looking at the embroidery on your body, you are at least a noble. Our brothers don't believe you when you say you have no money."

Having said this, the black thieves all around showed cruel smiles and tightened their weapons.

"Stop, I'll give him the money."

A girl in plain clothes landed in front of Kuroyu first.

Seeing this figure in white clothes with short black hair and a slightly resolute and cold face, Kuroyu raised his eyes in confusion and climbed up on the ground.

"Hiccup, I thought you weren't going to come out and were just going to watch the show from the sidelines. However, the way you appear on stage wearing casual clothes is probably going to send the sheep into the tiger's mouth."

"You knew I was coming so early? And why did I send the sheep into the tiger's mouth? I am the god of death, and the Gotei Thirteen are not allowed to drink alcohol." Lucia frowned, looking unhappy at the same time A bit unexpected.

She is still somewhat confident in her concealment methods.

He had arrived here half a quarter of an hour ago, and had been hiding so as not to show up, just to see that the young man in front of him was from the Shiba family at the same time.

As the former vice-captain of the Thirteenth Division, Shiba Haiyan, what is the difference?

After some observation, Rukia directly labeled Kuroba an alcoholic.

Even though he knew something was wrong, he still insisted on provoking words.

When she came, Rukia knew in advance that Zaraki District was not peaceful recently.

However, due to the lack of evidence, it was difficult for the Gotei 13th Division to take action to eradicate him.

What's more, in the eyes of the God of Death, they are just a group of stronger souls, and they are not worthy of attention at all.

"Haha, it turns out you are a woman. Judging from your skills, you must be from the Gotei 13th Division, right? I am Canglan, the leader of the black thieves." The man in armor was startled at first, and then laughed.

"During this period, we have all been worrying about how to improve our combat power. We cannot get the Zanpakutō, but according to your Shinigami, it is also good to get the method of training in the ghost way."

"As long as we increase our strength, it will be easy to break through the Seireitei and get rid of the rule of your Gotei 13th Division."

The arrogant words echoed in the deserted streets.

If any captain-level person were present, he would definitely give him a blank stare.

However, at this moment, Kuroba, who had just traveled through time for half a month and received Zhang's recommendation letter, and Rukia, who was still in the stage of training as a Shinigami.

Facing these large numbers of black pirate souls, it was obviously not enough.

"Hiccup, which one of you has wine? I'll exchange it for Yuori..."

Kuroyu burped and silently opened the reincarnated person's exclusive system interface.

Dionysian system

Host: Shiba Kuroba

Level: Unconventional layman (a bottle of wine is needed to reach the alcoholic level)

Experience value: 8/20

Skill: Accurate spiritual pressure detection.

Saber: none

Wine: bad

Looking at this simple attribute panel, Heiyu really suspected that God was joking.

Other people's systems are all about being awesome and coaxing, but his is the whole salesman's routine of drinking with him, and he even claims that drinking can make him stronger.

The most important thing is that he went to a place where no one had shit, and found a little water and wine in the huge Zhiba house.

This is the low-quality drink that Shiba Iwaharu hid even at the risk of being torn apart by his sister's strict control, Shiba Kongkaku.

I'm talking about saving it for the coming-of-age ceremony.

This meager resource directly resulted in Black Feather not even having the chance to develop in an insignificant way.

In the end, he racked his brains to steal Shiba Ganjiu's water and wine. After drinking it down, his head went blank and he fell unconscious.

When he woke up the next day, he found that half of Shiba Ganjiu's body was wrapped in bandages, and most of the fireworks shop was destroyed.

Later, Shiba Ganjiu received a reply with a resentful look on his face.

The wine taste is terrible!

"Are you really going to trade Yuori for wine? If I knew you were an alcoholic, I wouldn't have come to pick you up for Brother Haiyan's sake!" Rukia said with hatred.

At the same time, he drew out the Zanpakutō from his waist with his backhand.

"Are you Canglan, the rumored leader of the black thieves in Zaraki's 80th District during this time? According to the intelligence, you seem to be a seven-meter-tall green-faced ghost with fangs..."

The 13th Division, as a logistics unit, also shared information.

He still knows a little bit about everything about the gang of thieves.

However, the group of people in front of them were obviously different from the intelligence.

If they were just pretending to be powerful, Lucia would still have the confidence to solve it alone.

"Haha, woman, you are much more courageous than before when you came to investigate the missing God of Death. I thought that boy was just an ordinary nobleman. I just left some money for traveling and drank some holy water to see if there was any reaction. I didn't expect that. He also caught a big fish for me." The black thief Canglan smiled ferociously and clenched his hands suddenly.

The veins on the originally yellow skin suddenly stood out, while violent spiritual power surged out of the body.

The armor on his body was torn apart.

Roar!

Canglan roared, and as his muscles swelled, he transformed into a green-faced ghost seven or eight meters tall, with dark green skin and protruding fangs.

At the same time, the dozens of big men following him also transformed into a slightly smaller circle of various evil spirits.

It emits extremely violent spiritual pressure, forming turbulent currents that wash away in all directions.

"Little girl, when you see my majestic posture, I will give you another chance. You must surrender and capture me. Otherwise, like the first two guys, you will have your hands and feet crushed by me and die of humiliation." Black Thief Cang Lan said with a ferocious smile.

"Is this soul mutation?"

Rukia's face instantly turned pale, and she secretly clenched the Zanpakutō in her hand.

She was just an apprentice to the Shinigami. Because of Byakuya Kuchiki, she usually solved ordinary soul purification tasks.

There is not much practical experience at all.

Maybe we can deal with the rumored green-faced ghost alone.

Now, if he had to fight alone against dozens of evil spirits whose souls had mutated, he would have a narrow escape.

If she chooses to escape, with her current strength alone, she may be able to secure the arrival of support.

However, when she thought of Hironami Haiyan risking her life to save her, all the ideas that had just emerged in Lucia's mind were immediately wiped out.

Miscellaneous thoughts flashed through Lucia's mind. After barely suppressing the slight trembling in her hands, she gritted her teeth and said.

"Hurry up and leave. I'll be here to block you. If you're lucky, you might be able to wait until support arrives."

"You let me go?" Heiyu stood firm, the smell of alcohol on his body was blown away by the violent spiritual hurricane just now.

After passing by Lucia, he was already holding the wine bottle hanging on her waist.

"So you also have good wine, and it's still good wine!"

"I drink, not because I am addicted to alcohol, but in these troubled times, the smell of alcohol can make people bold."

"I drink just because after drinking, I will hit someone too hard and kill someone at any time!"