Chapter 331: Captain Gin Ichimaru, Bringing a Smurf Account
"I..."
Before Chen Duo could speak,
a third figure appeared beside them and said, "She probably doesn't know either. In fact, including myself, I believe the three of us were suddenly brought to this area by some kind of mysterious force."
Huang Feihong turned his head, a trace of shock flashing in his eyes.
They were standing in a lush snow mountain forest. The ground was frozen solid, the branches and leaves thick with frost and snow.
Even martial arts experts couldn't move around without making some noise.
Yet this person had approached them without a sound.
Huang hadn't sensed a thing—this was already beyond the realm of martial arts. Not even the elite northern sects could achieve this level of stealth.
"Honestly, I'm surprised too. I didn't use my Gigai, but you can still see me."
The youth with perpetually narrowed eyes had a faint smile on his lips as he introduced himself, "Strange surroundings often make people wary, but we seem to be getting along decently? …My name is Gin Ichimaru. In terms of how the living would understand it, I'm a Shinigami—a god of death who helps souls reincarnate."
He had short lavender hair, a slender build, and wore a black Shihakushō underneath a white haori.
The most eye-catching feature was the Zanpakutō at his waist, giving him the look of a wandering samurai.
Just then,
all three of them saw a line of black explanatory text appear in their minds, accompanied by a player panel showing their personal attributes.
"Evil sorcery?"
Huang Feihong frowned deeply and tried to punch away the floating panel in front of him, only to find it completely useless.
To his knowledge,
people addicted to opium sometimes saw all sorts of hallucinations. Had someone secretly fed him opium while he was unaware?
Panic and fury filled his eyes.
He had originally planned to confront the foreigners today and demand compensation for the Qing people they had injured. He hadn't even found them yet, and already someone had attacked him from the shadows?
In Huang Feihong's world—classified as low-tier martial arts—the strongest fighting techniques still couldn't stand up to gunpowder and firearms.
So he had no way of understanding this strange screen or the idea of space-time transfer, and could only write it off as a hallucination.
"..."
Chen Duo tilted her head slightly, curiously studying the game panel in front of her.
She remained silent.
The most shocked of them all, however, was Gin Ichimaru. His ever-narrowed eyes opened slightly, revealing icy blue pupils. He muttered, "A Reincarnation Game… With enough reward points, you can buy anything you want? Fulfill any wish?"
He didn't believe it. That same fake smile remained on his face as he looked into the air and said, "Lord Aizen, are things going so smoothly in the current plan that you've started playing games and teasing your subordinates with these silly jokes?"
This kind of thing… was impossible.
It was so outlandish that Gin couldn't accept it. His first reaction was that Aizen was using his Kyōka Suigetsu ability to mess with him.
Granted, Aizen likely wouldn't do something so childish,
but Gin had no better explanation for what was happening.
After waiting a moment,
aside from Huang Feihong, who looked like he was about to vomit and was breathing heavily, no one responded to Gin's words.
"Well, if Lord Aizen wants to play, then I'll accompany you in this little game."
Gin remained calm, letting his eyes narrow once again,
like a cold white snake in disguise.
Now wasn't the time to turn against Aizen. Whether it was in terms of raw spiritual pressure or Zanpakutō ability, he couldn't beat him yet.
The only way forward was to keep hiding,
wait until the very last moment—just before Aizen's plan succeeded—when his guard would be lowest. Only then would Gin have a chance.
"So, are you two my collaborators in this game? How about we move together?"
Gin raised his head and extended an invitation to Huang Feihong and Chen Duo.
Chen Duo looked hesitantly at the man who called himself a Shinigami. The cold aura he gave off made her feel uncomfortable. So she asked, "Can I refuse?"
"Of course. Choosing your teammates is the player's right."
Gin wasn't surprised at all.
The persona he projected made him seem like a chilling, venomous snake. It was only natural for people—especially timid girls—to instinctively want to stay away.
But the next second, Gin was caught off guard.
Chen Duo's pupils contracted slightly upon hearing his words. She murmured, "Players have the freedom to choose?"
"…I accept."
She had planned to refuse, but Gin's non-controlling attitude made her change her mind.
Huang Feihong, who looked red-faced and on the verge of throwing up, also cupped his fists and said, "Something's very wrong here. It's best if we stick together."
No opium?
Huang Feihong still found everything absurd. He'd never believed in ghosts or gods,
but what was happening now defied all logic. Even someone as calm as him had no clue what to do.
"This is a danger zone. There should be corrupted monsters we can hunt. Stick close to me, don't fall behind..."
Gin drew his Zanpakutō from his waist.
It wasn't the long, slender blade one might expect, but more like a short dagger—famous for its speed and piercing force.
[Gin Ichimaru]
Level: Lv.1 (1/100 EXP)
Stats: Strength 103, Agility 100, Constitution 99, Spirit 99
Skills: Zanpakutō Lv.35, Kidō Lv.25
Equipment: None
Gin barely glanced at the panel before ignoring it.
Without something to compare to, these numbers and levels were meaningless. As far as he was concerned, they were just arbitrary values created by Aizen.
"The world of the Shinigami is ranked as Tier Two."
Fang Yi, who was browsing Gin's data, spoke up, "So as long as someone can control the Shinigami world's energy system—whether they're a Quincy, a Hollow, or a Shinigami—they're naturally considered Tier Two beings. They don't need the Reincarnation Game to evolve—they can break past stat limits directly."
Gin Ichimaru
was probably the player with the highest base stats so far.
Not only was his Zanpakutō rated at level 35 by the game, but his core attributes were already at the limit for Tier One players.
Tier One max stats didn't mean weak.
In fact—
Four stats at [99] matched the peak-level power of characters like Hashirama Senju or Madara Uchiha—legends birthed by entire Tier One worlds.
Even in a Tier Two world,
ordinary Shinigami and seated officers only had base stats around [30].
The energy systems they used were more advanced, but their physical limits were lower.
In terms of raw battle power,
someone like Hashirama, even with an inferior chakra system, could easily overpower seated Shinigami or even vice-captains.
Extreme stats were the upper limit for any lifeform at that tier—
a limit reserved for the chosen few, not something regular beings could hope to reach.
With no equipment, no support items, no game skills, and without even releasing his Zanpakutō, Gin already had such incredible base stats.
Among captains, he was certainly no weakling.
Elsewhere,
the trio had already entered the dangerous region of the Eternal Snow Mountains.
Black text appeared before their eyes, acting as the game's signage.
[You have entered [White Ruins]. Beware of Snow Shades!]
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