Kenma held a flame in one hand and a white shockwave in the other.
The many souls around them, especially the pirates and marines, all had their eyes wide and their mouths agape, their faces filled with shock and disbelief.
"Pops' tremors and Ace's fire..."
"Isn't this the same as that bastard Teach?"
"This is the power... of King Enma!"
If it were just a single ability, it would be one thing. But what Kenma was displaying at this moment was two different Devil Fruit abilities existing in one person at the same time. Even Whitebeard and Ace, upon seeing it, had their eyes wide, their hearts filled with incomparable shock.
They had died early and had not seen the scene where Blackbeard stole the Tremor-Tremor Fruit.
This was the first time they had seen such an amazing sight.
Hearing the words spoken around him, the shock on Ace's face was suppressed, and he immediately turned his head and asked, "Teach? What did that bastard do now?"
When he heard from his comrades what had happened after his death, Ace was instantly filled with rage.
"That bastard Teach even stole Pops' Tremor-Tremor Fruit? How is that possible!"
"He's not a Shinigami like the Great Boss, just a mortal. How can he have two abilities at the same time!"
"Damn it, I will never let him go! I'll definitely kill him in the future!"
Whitebeard squatted down and patted his shoulder, and only after a moment of comfort did he calm down.
Boom, boom, boom!
A house was collapsed by a huge shockwave, turning into a pile of ruins and raising a cloud of dust.
Kenma stood in front, looking through the smoke at the destroyed house, then at the white shockwave in his hand, a sharp glint in his eyes.
'As expected of the most destructive Tremor-Tremor Fruit!'
He had just struck casually, without using any real force, yet it had such great destructive power!
If he were to erupt with spiritual pressure and use his full strength, destroying the entire Seireitei would not be a problem!
No wonder Sengoku had called it a power that could destroy the world.
"Not bad, not bad!"
Kenma experienced the wonders of it for a while longer, and his understanding of this Devil Fruit's ability deepened.
After he had had his fill, he returned the abilities to Whitebeard and Ace.
With that, this trip to the world of pirates officially came to an end.
Overall, Kenma was quite satisfied with the results.
Whitebeard and Ace alone were worth the trip.
Just as he was about to return to the house to discuss future development plans with the Uchiha clan and Whitebeard and the others, a loud shout suddenly came from the crowd.
"Lord Enma, and Lord Shinigami, we've been standing here for a whole day! When do we eat?"
Kenma suddenly stopped and turned to look in the direction of the voice. He saw a commotion break out in the crowd, clearing a space where a marine soldier in a sailor suit stood.
Kenma turned his head back. The marine soldier looked left and right and was surprised to find that his comrades had moved a distance away from him, making him look incredibly nervous.
"What did you say? You said you're hungry?"
"Y-Yes, my lord!"
Seeing Kenma walking towards him and asking him a question, the young marine soldier immediately became reserved, not knowing where to put his hands and feet, and just subconsciously saluted.
"What's going on? Why didn't you say so before?"
Kenma's brow furrowed. His first thought was that this group of Uchiha were being two-faced.
Deliberately concealing this matter so that the Uchiha could be the sole dominant force under his command.
Kenma knew his thoughts were dark, but the matter was of great importance, and he had to consider it carefully.
Hearing Kenma's question, the marine soldier's heart grew even more nervous, and layers of fine sweat appeared on his face.
"Re-Report, my lord! I only just started feeling hungry. I didn't feel that hungry before."
Kenma ruled out the Uchiha in his mind, but his heart grew even more strange.
'Just now?'
The only related event just now was him signing a contract with this group of souls.
"Was it after the contract with me?"
"Yes, yes! It was only after the contract that I felt hungry," the marine soldier said with a deep bow. "I'm sorry, my lord! I saw that my comrades around me didn't feel hungry, and I was the only one who was a little hungry, so I thought I'd ask you for some food."
"I'm really sorry!"
Kenma waved his hand, telling him to rise. A multitude of thoughts flashed through his mind.
'He didn't feel hungry before the contract, but he felt hungry after the contract...'
'Was it because this soul had waited for a whole day and felt hungry because of the long time, or was it the situation of the soul dissipating from before?'
'Or was it because of his contract, which allowed this soul to adapt to the environment of the Soul Society and begin to show the characteristics of being able to become a Shinigami?'
Right now, there were too few individual cases and too many interfering factors, making it impossible to draw an effective conclusion.
Kenma summoned Fugaku and had the Uchiha clan take action.
"Test for another two days. See how many people feel hungry."
"As you command!"
Fugaku looked at the marine soldier in surprise, not having expected such a development after the contract.
After having a clansman take the marine soldier away, Fugaku began to make arrangements.
Time for the souls in the afterlife was not as pressing as it was for the living.
Two days passed in a flash. Kenma sat in his room, looking at the list Fugaku had submitted.
"Are all of these people who can feel hungry?"
Fugaku knelt at his side, his face respectful. "Yes, my lord. The personnel have been counted. Excluding Oz Jr., there are a total of 43 people. Among them, 19 are pirates, and 24 are marines."
"In these two days, these 43 souls have eaten six meals, eating just like living people, and their appetites are quite good. It can be confirmed that they have the aptitude to become Shinigami."
Kenma's gaze fell on the names on the list one by one, a hint of satisfaction flashing in his eyes.
This ratio was quite reasonable.
It couldn't be that out of so many people, not a single one had the aptitude. His luck couldn't be that bad.
But from this perspective, the reason these people felt hungry was probably related to his contract.
With the Uchiha clan from before, because it was a full contract, there was no comparison or difference, so this point was not revealed.
These souls from the world of pirates, with the before and after comparison, allowed him to notice.
After connecting with him, they could survive in the Soul Society and also became like the people of this world.
Without the world's rejection, those with the aptitude to become Shinigami also began to show themselves one by one.
'Excluding other factors, this is currently the only explanation that makes sense.'
Kenma's brow gradually furrowed. His gaze fell on the Zanpakuto placed on the table, a trace of doubt in his eyes.
'But...'
Whether it was himself or these souls, they were all souls from another world.
Even if his Zanpakuto's ability was extraordinary, it couldn't easily do such a thing.
To allow souls from another world to quickly adapt to the environment of the Soul Society, such a thing that could bridge the power of two different worlds was simply unimaginable.
It could even be said to be an infringement on the domain of gods, no different from a god.
'Does my Zanpakuto really have such great power?'
Kenma slowly raised his head and looked at the roof.
His gaze seemed to pass through the obstruction of the roof, to see the five floating detached palaces high in the sky!
'If there really is someone in this world who can do this, then it can only be the god-like Soul King!'
Besides the Soul King, Kenma couldn't think of anyone else!
'But...'
'Why?'
'Am I being watched by the Soul King?'
'But what could the Soul King possibly want with a pitiful and helpless otherworldly soul like him...'
'Logically speaking, his humble power shouldn't even enter the Soul King's eyes.'
'What help could he bring to the Soul King, or is it that the Soul King is very optimistic about his future?'
'Could it be that he wants me to sit on the throne?'
Kenma had the ambition to stand on the throne of heaven, and he had also made a rough plan for his secret development.
But it was definitely not to become a human pillar like the Soul King, to be used as a wedge to fix the three realms!
Such a tragic future was not the vision he wanted.
"Sigh, there's no use thinking about these things. Right now, I only have the spiritual pressure of a captain. My strength isn't that great."
'It's better to speed up, sign more talented people, expand my base, and get stronger as soon as possible.'
Kenma shook his head, suppressing the myriad thoughts in his heart.
"It's been four days since I left the Shihoin estate. It's time to go back and have a look."
'To see what my fiancée is thinking.'
'And what price she will pay to save those two little followers from his hands.'
He looked at Fugaku and Shisui before him.
"Shisui, pack some daily necessities, and make yourself look a little travel-worn."
"Fugaku, you pick out some good men. I want to take them to the Seireitei."
"As for these 43 souls, you must also train them. If there are any unexpected situations during this period, you must inform me immediately."
Fugaku and Shisui both lowered their heads and shouted, "As you command!"
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