Expeditionary Force Base.

Captain Yamamoto and the eight team leaders followed him walked out of the border-through gate one after another, and then hundreds of death gods dressed in death domineering costumes emerged one after another.

Shiba Haoli introduced Yamamoto and his group to the central tent at the garrison, saying that it was the garrison - in fact, it was thousands of tents of all sizes. However, the outermost area was a soul-covering membrane formed by murderous intent stones like Jingling Court. However, this soul-covering membrane can only play a certain warning role. After all, murderous intent stones are too rare. The murderous intent stones that Shiba's family has collected for hundreds of years is only enough to make a warning circle.

Inside the central tent.

Captain Yamamoto is issuing a mission.

"Cleaning the virtual circle in eight hours!" Yamamoto's majestic voice was still so loud.

"The captain of the Eighth Division, Kyora Harumizu, and the captain of the Thirteenth Division, Ukitake Shishiro, in the group,"

Chunshui pulled out a straw hat and looked at Fuzhu and smiled.

"The captain of the second team, Sifeng Tianfeng, and the captain of the tenth team, Zhibo Jinshi, a group,"

The two drinkers are quite keen on the temper.

"The captain of the Sixth Division, Kuangji, and the captain of the Eleventh Division, Tsunari Sword, Group A,"

Both captains looked despised.

"The captain of the fourth team, Kaori Urai, and the captain of the twelfth team, Ge Yi Kirito, are in the group,"

This group is reasonable.

"The first three groups of front lines are responsible for clearing out, and the last group is responsible for rescue,"

Yamamoto continued to look at his eyes,

"A last reminder, don't be careless! Let's break up."

The captains who came out of the tent.

"Old man Shan is too careful. If one team leader is a group, can't he cut off Guangxu faster?" Gang Xuan Jianba was obviously just dissatisfied with Kuroki Kuangsi, a noble young man with a straight face.

"Old man Shan also has his own considerations," Chunshui didn't mind. Chunshui, who was lazy by nature, just looked at everything with the flow.

"Isn't this safer? Please cherish your subordinates." Kazuya Lie looked at the captains with a smile.

Is there a murderous intent?

Several captains' backs were chilling at the same time.

"Of course..." Several captains answered in unison.

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After a few hours,

"I finally arrived, and the expeditionary army was stationed in front!" Kenta carried the big package and pointed to the tent that could be seen in front and shouted happily. It was not easy. The task of going deep into the virtual circle to find the elite god of death has finally been completed!

No matter how tired you are, Dahe is not upset.

"Is that the Expeditionary Force's garrison?" Fu Qingyang and Saeko looked at each other, and could see a little excitement in each other's eyes and find the organization.

Seeing that the destination was right in front of you, everyone couldn't help but speed up and arrived at the camp's post.

"Who is coming?" The guardian Death God let go without seeing the Death Domineering costume.

"I am Kenta, Kenta Nagagawatani, now I'm back from the messaging mission." Kenta gave Fu Qingyang a look of your peace of mind when I do things, and then glanced at Saeko's puppy in Saeko's arms. With Kenta's unremitting efforts and persuasion, Saeko finally wrapped a layer of floral cloth on Saeko's mask. Others only thought it was a puppy when they saw it.

Sure enough, it won't take long before the Death on the post was released after verifying his identity.

"Senior Fu, senior Poison Island, please follow me to find your resident information," each expeditionary force will leave files at the resident, and the God of Death who has not returned for a long time must verify the information when returning to the resident. "Dahe, go back first." Dahe, who has always been a means of transportation, successfully completed his mission.

Fu Qingyang and Saeko were not worried about any information. Anyway, they were real gods of death. At worst, they had no identity. Could it be that they would even lead to the Double Pole Hill to execute?

In a tent full of books, Fu Qingyang and Saeko were waiting for the old god of death wearing reading glasses in front of them, slowly looking for information.

"I don't know when the expeditionary army stationed in that year!" The old god of death glanced at Fu Qingyang and the others, "Then I will start with the information from 20 years ago."

Fu Qingyang and Saeko were meditating and practicing qigong leisurely - waiting for their unknown identity to be imprisoned.

Ten minutes later

"If you can't find the information from 20 years ago, then look for the one from 30 years ago." The old man was sweating his head, and he had to find someone to help.

So Kenta also joined the journey of finding information.

Can you find information about Fu Qingyang and Saeko so simply? Fu Qingyang thinks this is very difficult.

So, the number of death gods who were looking for information increased by several more, and the age was also found from information 30 years ago 50 years ago.

"Finally found it!" The old man, Death, shouted happily!

Fu Qingyang and Saeko were also surprised. They were obviously outsiders, so how could they have information here? The arrangement of the main god space? Yes, who can do this except the main god space? The other gods of death were relieved.

"Finished!" The old man died with excitement, "I found the information about Yamada Kuno."

"……….."sweat

Ten minutes later! The number of death gods who were looking for information increased to 10, and the search period was also increased to 100 years ago.

"From the work just now, we can see that our original work may have been negligent," the old man said seriously, "So, start looking for it again!"

"………………” Kenta ran wildly, I had enough.

As a result, the number of death gods who were looking for information increased to 20, and the search period was also increased to 200 years. The tent was too crowded, and the death gods each carried a bunch of information and set up workbenches outside the tent.

Seeing so much information about the God of Death looking for false information for himself, Fu Qingyang felt a little guilty.

"Forget it if you can't find it," Fu Qingyang looked at the old man, who was getting more and more excited as he was busy.

"No! As a model God of Death who has been in charge of information for 200 years in the entire Expeditionary Force garrison, we cannot be negligent!" As he said that, the old man God of Death seemed to have made new discoveries and devoted himself to the work of modifying information.

The number of death gods who are looking for information has increased to 40, and the search period cannot be increased. This database has only 200 years of information.

The old man, Death, who still failed to find the information of Fu Qingyang and Saeko, was completely trapped in the work of improving his database.

"Well, since you can't find the identity information, should you arrest it and lock it up?" Finally, a god of death reacted.

Several gods of death held the hilt of the knife in their hands and surrounded Fu Qingyang and Saeko.

"No need to catch me, let's go with you," Fu Qingyang and Saeko obediently entered the prison - a simple tent with four gods of death left around. So Fu Qingyang and Saeko were filled with food and enjoying a big meal - although they were being detained, there was no need to worry about a guilty attack, no need to tighten their nerves to face the danger, and completely relax.

"It's a good life like this," Fu Qingyang stretched.

"Qingyang is too happy too early," Saeko enjoyed the food gracefully, teasing Saemi in her arms, "Who knows what to do with us."

"Don't worry, at most, you can take it back to the Soul Realm for trial," Fu Qingyang said relaxedly, "Isn't that our purpose?"

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The old man, Death in the database, was busy sorting out many loopholes found today, and suddenly looked up and said to himself: "Isn't there any information from 200 years ago that has not been sorted out?" The information from 200 years ago was placed in another database. Although the old man, Death, did not think that the information from Fu Qingyang and Saeko could be found in it, today's data collection completely broke out.

then

"Little ones, follow me to the old database!"

"………….” The god of death outside vomited blood.

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A god of death is reporting to Zhibohaoli.

"Two unidentified gods of death?" Zhi Bohao didn't raise his head. After thinking about it, he also bothered me about this little thing.

"Remember the Soul Realm!" Does the God of Death in Liuhun Street want to sneak into the Expeditionary Force?
Chapter completed!