I have a Zanpakutō

Chapter 4, District 78, Nanliuhun Street

Time flies, years go by!
In the blink of an eye, it has been a month since Zhang Han came to the world of God of Death.

The leaves on the tree are all withered and yellow, and the ground is covered with layers of fallen leaves, which gradually wither and decay, and then turn into nutrients to nourish the earth, waiting for the next year, when the branches will be full of spring.

Over the course of a month, the breeze that once passed by became colder and colder, and there were fewer and fewer wild fruits that could satisfy one's hunger.

"The weather is getting colder and colder, it seems that it's time to go to the village, otherwise it will be very difficult in winter." Zhang Han frowned and looked at the dirty T-shirt and jeans on his body, "I knew I would travel through time, Just bring a few more clothes to change.”

Of course, Zhang Han knew in his heart that his physical body had already been shattered as early as the beginning of time travelling. His current body is made up of soul and spirit particles. Even if he had spare clothes, he couldn’t bring them here, let alone use them. .

During this month, apart from looking for food, Zhang Han spent the rest of his time exercising.Run around the woods, push-ups, leapfrogs, sit-ups, pull-ups. . .etc.

Reapers cannot absorb spirits directly, they can only obtain them from food.Extract the spiritual power in the body through long-term practice, and then cultivate the spiritual power to nourish and temper the soul and increase the spiritual pressure.When the spiritual pressure is strong, more spiritual power can be extracted, and the control over the spiritual power can be improved, and so on.

The difference between Zhang Han and ordinary Shinigami is that he can use the Zanpakuto to absorb the spiritual energy from the outside world, and then through extraction, arrangement and combination, he can integrate the spiritual power already in his body.

Of course, this way of absorbing spiritual power is not unlimited.

As early as half a month ago, the absorption of spiritual power had stagnated.There is no other reason, the body is too weak.

The relationship between the body and spiritual power is like the relationship between a cup and water. The stronger the body, the more spiritual power it can hold.

At the beginning of the journey, Zhang Han's physical fitness was similar to that of ordinary residents of the Soul Realm, but since Aizen took away part of his soul, his physical strength plummeted.Fortunately, the fusion of the spiritual power left by Aichi Maru Gin and the spiritual power delivered by Zanpakutō was able to save his life.

Even so, it still takes half a month of Zanpakuto's continuous delivery of spiritual power to be able to recover.

Now, after a month of unremitting exercise, Zhang Han feels reborn.The four attributes of physical strength, strength, agility, and intelligence have increased from 35 before to 49 now.

After a period of exploration, Zhang Han guessed that these four attributes were similar to the games he played in his previous life.Stamina represents blood volume, strength represents attack power, agility represents movement speed and reaction speed, and intelligence should be Reiatsu.

"After a few more days of training, if the attribute breaks through 50, you should be able to reach the second level of spiritual pressure." Without system wizards and other plug-ins, Zhang Han can only practice while groping.

"Go to the village to find a place to live, and then find out which district this is."

During the recent period, Zhang Han occasionally bumped into people who came to pick wild fruits in the woods, but when they saw his Zanpakuto pinned around his waist, they hurriedly fled the woods.So far I haven't been able to find out where it is.

After walking out of the woods, I arrived at the bank of the river. The river was about five or six meters wide. I tried it with a knife, and the water was about as deep as my crotch.Zhang Han hesitated, looked left and right, and saw no one was around, so he quickly took off his clothes, jumped into the river, and took a comfortable bath.

"Huh? There are fish!" Zhang Han slapped his head, "I'm so stupid! There is a river, how could there be no fish. If I knew it, I wouldn't just stay in the woods and eat wild fruits!"

After being annoyed, Zhang Han started his fishing business.

After working for a long time, I finally caught one, quickly lit a fire, cleaned the fish scales and internal organs, and put it on a rack with sticks to roast it.

No salt, no seasoning, even so, the tangy aroma of meat is no less than a feast prepared by a top chef to Zhang Han who has been eating rotten fruit for a month.Unknowingly, the saliva has flowed to the chest...

In the distance, a man prostrated himself in the grass half a meter high, looking at Zhang Han who was sitting by the fire.Seeing Zanpakutao leaning on Zhang Han's shoulder, he hesitated for a long time, then looked at the golden grilled fish, swallowed hard, held a thick wooden stick, and moved lightly He touched Zhang Han's back.

"Wow, it smells so good! It should be almost the same, huh?"

"what!"

As if feeling the cold wind blowing from behind, Zhang Han instinctively tilted his head, and the severe pain in his shoulder made him scream out.

"Who are you? Why did you attack me?"

Zhang Han quickly stood up, took a few steps back, and stared at the other party with the knife in his hand.

Barefoot, rough and tattered clothes, patched everywhere, a dirty blue turban covering his head, a scar on the right cheek extending to the corner of his mouth, adding a bit of ferocious aura.

The other party seemed to have no intention of answering, so they swung the wooden stick at Zhang Han's head.

Zhang Han took two steps back again, dodging the attack.

One blow failed, the man did not hesitate, and rushed over again waving the wooden stick.

Seeing the other party's reluctance, Zhang Han became ruthless, and chopped at the other party with a knife in both hands.

呲!
A slight sound of rubbing came into his ears, and Zhang Han's Zanpakutao cut off the wooden stick like a piece of paper, and even cut it on the opponent's chest, blood gushing out.

"what……"

The man screamed, he couldn't stand up because of the pain, and fell to his knees on the ground.

Zhang Han raised his hand, and the tip of the knife touched the opponent's throat.

"Now, I ask, you answer. Why did you sneak up on me?"

Feeling the coldness coming from the tip of the knife, the man tremblingly threw away the stick and said, "Don't, don't kill me! I just want something to eat."

Just for a little food to attack from behind, even wanting to kill himself, obviously, the place where he is currently should be outside the [-]th district of Liuhun Street.

"Very good, we have a good start." Zhang Han moved the tip of the knife slightly, put it on the opponent's shoulder, and continued to ask, "Which district is this?"

The man gasped slightly. The severe pain in his chest caused cold sweat to break out on his forehead, but in order to save his life, he gritted his teeth and replied, "Nanliuhun Street District 78, Xudiao District."

Sure enough, it was almost the same as I guessed!

The other party's answer shattered Zhang Han's last illusion.

Um? Area 78, Xu Diao?
"Why does it feel so familiar?"

Zhang Han thought for a while, and suddenly realized, isn't this the place where the heroine Kuchiki Rukia and Asai Renji stayed when they were young?
That being the case, is it possible to hang out with the protagonist?

"Let me ask you again, do you know where Rukia and Asai Renji are?"

Zhang Han wasn't sure if Rukia had entered Kuchiki's house at this point in time, so he didn't mention the word 'kuchiki'.

(End of this chapter)