Three days later.
The first recruitment of the Spiritual Arts Academy ended.
Lod sat in the 's office and flipped through the student information that was compiled at the side of his hand. He raised his head and said, "Xuan Fang, how's the enrollment situation?"
Xuan Fang was the oldest, most prestigious, and most powerful among the ten instructors gifted by the system. Therefore, he was elected by everyone. After being approved by Lod, he became the deputy Director of the Spiritual Arts Academy. Naturally, the Director was himself.
"Director..."
Xuan Fang stroked his white beard and said slowly, "A total of 572 students. They meet the requirements of the enrollment test and officially become the first batch of students."
"Among them, three hundred and thirty-five people has grade tenth grade spiritual power, one hundred and thirty-five people has ninth grade spiritual power, eighty-six people has eighth grade, fifteen people has seventh grade, only one person has sixth grade!]
"Not bad, you've worked hard." Lod said with satisfaction.
Currently, within the Rukongai Street, the number of souls is around seventy thousand people. In comparison, the number of souls with death god's aptitude is almost one percent!
Overall, it was still considered a success.
Although these five hundred and seventy-two people might not all be able to graduate, at least one day in the future, some of them would become the backbone of Soul Society!
"Chen?"
Lod flipped to one of the pages and stopped. He noticed this name that was specially marked red.
", this is a genius recommended by Aoyama. She has already reached the sixth grade, Spiritual Power before she even entered the academy." Xuan Fang explained in a timely manner, "We have all seen that child. Her talent is indeed outstanding."
"Oh? Since you all think so, then I will have to take a closer look." Lod's interest was immediately piqued. He carefully looked at the markings on the back and was slightly shocked.
The reason for the recommendation of Aoyama was not because of the grade of this child, Spiritual Power, and his learning speed that was different from ordinary people.
Rather, it was because this child was suspected to have learned part of zanpakuto's real name in advance. It was only because her physique was too weak that she was unable to materialize it.
Moreover, she was the only one who had not yet officially entered the academy and had already been selected by all the instructors of the academy as a super genius with the potential to become a captain in the future!
After reading the information of this child, Lod's pupils shrank slightly, and he could not help but exclaim in his heart, This kind of talent,
I'm afraid it's almost the same as Tōshirō Hitsugaya?
As long as such a super genius does not die in the middle, it is almost a certainty that she will become a captain level death god in a hundred years.
And the premise of this 'hundred years' is that there is no human intervention.
If he could create the 'light heavy spiritual land' and increase the concentration of spirit particles in the atmosphere, then the time of his growth would probably be even shorter!
There was one more thing that caught Lod's attention in the information about this child.
According to the inquiry of Aoyama, they found that this child was a batch of souls that had just been transferred to Soul Society a few days ago. There was also a group of children who had come with her, and they were currently building an orphanage in the east district.
A few days ago, a group of children and orphans... Lod had a hint of enlightenment in his heart.
It turned out that this child was one of the souls of the mother of pus who had been transferred over by him that day.
Xuan Fang observed her expression and found that Lod seemed to be very interested in this child, so he asked tentatively, "Since the is so interested, do you want to bring that child over and teach her personally?"
"No need. Let her stay in the academy. It will be better for you to teach her than me." Lod shook his head and refused. He had a lot of things to do now. How could he have the time to teach students?
Xuan Fang did not continue to insist. He nodded and said, "This is also good. , please rest assured. Aoyama will do his best to teach that child."
It was just a casual remark, and Lod did not agree. Otherwise, he really did not know how to explain it to the Aoyama.
It was not easy for that old man to find someone to pass on his legacy. If he lost his disciple, he would not be able to keep his beard when he went back.
"Oh right."
Lod took a sip of green tea and raised his eyes to ask, "Has the school term been set?"
"It has been decided. It will be in three days." Xuan Fang paused for a moment, then asked, ", do you want to come over when school starts?"
Lod asked doubtfully, "Why should I go over?"
Xuan Fang stroked his beard and said, "You are the Director and also the Lord Spirit King. I think that if you come personally at the start of school, you can motivate the students and make them feel respect for you. What do you think?"
To win people's hearts...
Lod chuckled and tapped the wooden table with one finger. He said lightly, "Gratitude is fine, but reverence is too much. I don't need this kind of thing. I only need them to act as my student and help me complete my mission."
Xuan Fang was slightly stunned. Then, he laughed in a self-deprecating manner. "Yes, Lord Spirit King has created this world. How can you need a little bit of gratitude or reverence? It was this old man who was rude. Lord Spirit King, please forgive me."
"It doesn't matter."
Lod waved his hand and said in a low voice, "But there is one thing that you have to pay attention to."
"Please speak, Spirit King!" Xuan Fang straightened his expression and bowed.
"Don't reveal anything about me. Do you understand?" The glimmer in Lod's eyes surged, accompanied by an invisible pressure.
Xuan Fang's heart tightened. He hurriedly nodded and said, "Yes, this old man understands. We will never reveal anything about you!"
"That's good."
Lod slowly got up from his seat and said, "Xuan Fang, I'll leave the Spiritual Arts Academy to you. Don't disappoint me."
"Yes, Lord Spirit King!"
As his voice fell, when Xuan Fang looked up, he found that Lod had disappeared without a trace. His tense nerves relaxed and he muttered to himself, "I can't reveal any news about you... It seems that Lord Spirit King does not want others to know of his existence."
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Three days later.
More than five hundred souls came together and stepped into the Spiritual Arts Academy in turn.
This was the first time they stepped into the white wall that towered into the clouds and saw a corner of Seireitei with their own eyes!
"This... Is this place where Seireitei and death god live?"
"What a beautiful house, such a big square, such a rich... spiritual power!"
"Wow - is this heaven? I just took a breath and I feel full!"
Everyone stood in the square made of huge white bricks, looking at the undulating houses not far away, feeling the rich spiritual power in the Spiritual Arts Academy, and their hearts were full of shock!
Boom -
A terrifying Spiritual Power rose up, and everyone felt as if they were carrying a thousand pounds of burden. The huge pressure almost pressed them to the ground!
However, there were still a few of them who still managed to maintain their standing posture under the terrifying Spiritual Power.
Ta... ta... ta...
The white-bearded, white-haired old man held a walking stick in his hand. His eyes were as bright as the sun, and Spiritual Power's body surged as if it were formaterial, causing surging waves to roar.
Although the old man's footsteps were slow, he was abnormally firm. He walked in front of everyone.
Dong!
The walking stick landed heavily on the white brick floor. The old man's eyes emitted a terrifying might that was like the sun, sweeping through everyone in the square in turn.
The moment everyone was swept by those eyes, they felt as if they saw the 'sun', and their souls felt as if they were being burned by boiling hot flames!
"This old man is called Xuan Fang."
Xuan Fang's voice was like a thunderclap that rumbled through the entire square. "From today onwards, you are the students of the Spiritual Arts Academy. I hope that all of you will be able to forge ahead in the future. You will not forget your original heart and become a death god. In order to protect Soul Society, you will offer your own strength!"