"Ding! Congratulations, Host. The Retirement and Pension System has been activated."
"This system will officially activate after the Host's retirement. It is currently a trial version (2.0 corrected edition)."
Upon hearing the voice in his head, Yamabuki wanted to delete his account and start over.
"System."
"Yes, dear Host?"
"How old do you think I am this year?"
"Eighteen."
"And you're telling me to activate the system after I retire?!" Yamabuki cursed loudly.
"Dear Host, please remain calm. This is to temper your character! Once you have experienced the world's changes, the flow of time, when your edges have been smoothed, and you have seen through the vanity of the mortal world, the official version of this system will naturally activate."
"Fine, you have a lot of words, and they're all correct. But can you at least help me deal with the Hollows behind me?!" Yamabuki yelled.
More than a dozen Hollows were chasing him for dear life!
Three days ago, Yamabuki had unexpectedly transmigrated to this place called the Soul Society.
As a transmigrator, Yamabuki knew this world was extremely dangerous. With Aizen's scheming in the past and Yhwach's world-destroying in the future, the only way to survive was to become as strong as possible.
The simplest way to get stronger was to join the Gotei 13. With his knowledge of the plot, becoming a Seated Officer and coasting along sounded pretty good.
But he was new here, unfamiliar with the land, and could only ask around bit by bit from the residents of Rukongai.
Yet, not a single person in Rukongai had heard of the Gotei 13.
Left with no choice, he set off on his own to find it.
And then he encountered the Hollows!
"Host, don't panic. You can draw your Zanpakuto and fight the Hollows, or convert your excess reishi into Kido for attack. Young people shouldn't rely on others for everything."
Yamabuki looked at his empty hands and felt his pitifully weak reiryoku. Hah, what excellent advice.
"Oh, by the way, to help the Host survive in the chaotic Soul Society, this system, in its great benevolence, is granting you a Newbie Gift Pack. Please check it."
"Why didn't you say so sooner?! Use it, now!"
"Newbie Gift Pack used. Title obtained: Child of Destiny."
"Zanpakuto obtained!"
"Swordsmanship Mastery obtained."
"Shunpo obtained."
"Vice-Captain level reiryoku obtained."
Child of Destiny: As the protagonist and Child of Destiny, you can break racial limitations and grow indefinitely.
"The trial version of this system ends here. To unlock more functions, we shall meet again after your retirement."
It ran away?
Yamabuki quickly drew his Zanpakuto, turned with Shunpo, and instantly thrust his sword into a Hollow's mask.
The Hollows chasing him were bewildered to see the little lamb suddenly turn into a fierce ox.
However, most Hollows lacked intelligence, acting purely on instinct, and they charged forward frantically once more.
After gaining Swordsmanship Mastery, Yamabuki felt the sword in his hand had become an extension of his own body, moving as he willed. As soon as these Hollows moved, their weak points appeared before his eyes. With a swift motion, a second Hollow was cut down!
Hmph! The tables have turned!
Exuding powerful reiryoku, Yamabuki advanced on the Hollows step by step. To his surprise, several Hollows felt fear, opening a Garganta to flee. The more intelligent Hollows often evolved to higher levels, while the mindless ones, driven purely by instinct, charged again without hesitation.
Vice-Captain level reiryoku was already formidable for most Shinigami and Hollows. In less than five minutes, all the Hollows were annihilated. Yamabuki wiped a bead of sweat from his brow. No wonder every transmigrator wants a Golden Finger; it's indeed overpowered.
By now, it was getting late. Yamabuki found a small-to-medium-sized cave to spend the night.
At times like this, he missed his soft bed at home and the video game he hadn't finished.
Just as he was about to gather some dry grass for a mattress, a figure appeared at the cave entrance, staring at him.
Yamabuki's heart tightened. He knew public order in Rukongai was chaotic, with murder and robbery being commonplace. Instinctively, he gripped his sword hilt, scrutinizing the person before him.
It was a middle-aged man, appearing around forty, dressed like a samurai with a Zanpakuto at his waist.
"Not a Gotei 13 uniform. Did this man find his Zanpakuto?" Yamabuki wondered.
The middle-aged man spoke, "You needn't be nervous. I mean no harm. I witnessed your battle; you are quite capable. Would you like to join my organization?"
Yamabuki: "I refuse. Please leave immediately."
What a joke? I'm going to join the Gotei 13; why would I go off with some random person?
It was well known that a comfortable retirement required a stable organization. The only legitimate organization in the Soul Society was the Seireitei. No matter what, getting into the Seireitei was the priority.
The middle-aged man didn't leave but sat down cross-legged instead.
Brother, are we that familiar? Can't you see I'm about to draw my sword?
"I have a dream," the middle-aged man said.
Talking about dreams with me? Is your brain broken? Do you think this is a 21st-century job interview?
"Look, the Soul Society is in chaos. This situation must be suppressed with extreme measures. I need manpower now," the man continued as if to himself.
Fine, if you won't leave, I will. I don't want this cave anymore. I'm not sticking around to listen to your rambling.
"To suppress this chaotic era, I plan to establish an assassination organization. Young man, will you join me?" the middle-aged man asked.
Yamabuki was expressionless. "I refuse."
Saying this, Yamabuki carefully sidestepped the man, preparing to leave the cave.
Seeing his resolute attitude, a hint of loneliness flashed in the man's eyes as he whispered, "I had even given this assassination organization a fine name: the Gotei 13. It seems now…"
Yamabuki, who was already halfway out, instantly used Shunpo to appear before the man. "What did you just say your organization was called?"
"The Gotei 13! What of it?" the man asked.
A possibility dawned on Yamabuki. He cautiously asked, "Might I ask your name, sir?"
"My name is Yamamoto. Yamamoto Genryusai."
Yamamoto Genryusai? The founding of the Gotei 13? Holy crap! A thousand years ago!
"Ask me that question again," Yamabuki said excitedly.
Yamamoto looked strangely at Yamabuki. "Are you willing to join the assassination organization I am forming?"
"I am willing!"
"Why are you willing now?"
"Because that name… has class."
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