Lord of Death's Void Circle
42 Two years in a hurry

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"Then, I'll have to trouble everyone."

Luo Mo looked at the officials who were helping him deal with the team affairs with an embarrassed expression, then turned around and left.

As soon as he walked out of the room, his embarrassed look instantly turned into a sloppy look.

Since the captain could ask him to deal with team affairs, he could naturally find someone else to help him!

It was true that Mao Zhi Hua Lie's position was higher than Luo Mo's, but this did not mean that Luo Mo's position was lower than others!

When they arrived at Mao Zhihua Lie's place, Sister Lie was drinking tea. For some reason, this captain actually liked tea.

"You finished the team matters so quickly?”Mao Zhi Hua Lie couldn't help but ask when he saw Luo Mo.

"I left the team affairs to those officials.”Luo Mo answered frankly.

"Haha…I knew it was a coincidence that you came here so quickly.”Mao Zhihua Lie laughed and didn't mind that Luo Mo had left the team affairs to someone else. After all, the origin of all this was that she had left the team affairs to Luo Mo.

"However, since you're here, let's begin.”

"Alright." Luo Mo nodded.

"You came from the Ghost Dao Department, so I don't have anything to teach you about Dao Breaking and Dao Binding. I believe you already have very deep attainments in these two Ghost Daos.”

"Today, I'm going to teach you the Medical Ghost Dao.”

"Medical Ghost Dao?"

Luo Mo was surprised. He had only heard of this thing, but he had never seen it before.

" As members of the fourth division, we can't just rely on the ability of the knife to treat the injured. In addition, we have to learn all kinds of emergency treatment methods. As the Grim Reaper, we also have to master the medical ghost path.”

"I learned this from a senior back then," Mao Zhihua Lie said slowly.”

" Its name is…" A name that Luo Mo had never heard of before came out of Mao Zhihua Lie's mouth,""…Answer."

……

Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, two years had passed.

In the blink of an eye, Luo Mo had been in the fourth division for two years. Two years had passed, and the days were still peaceful. Although many trivial things had happened, for a creature with a long life like the Death God, it was at most a faint brush in his memory.

During this time, Yoichi Urahara Kisuke and Ise Nanori had successfully graduated from Mao's school. Just as he had told Luo Mo, Yoichi and Urahara Kisuke had joined the Second Division, while Ise Nanori had joined the Eighth Division because of his friend.

Without realizing it, those friends of Maio had once again become comrades in the 13th Division of the Imperial Guard.

As for Luo Mo, he had gradually gotten used to the rhythm of the fourth division in the past two years. From time to time, he would go to the captain Mao Zhihua Lie to learn the Dao of return. Occasionally, he would also heal the injured. Because he had learned the Dao of return and various medical methods, he rarely used his knife.

It was worth mentioning that in the past two years, his spiritual pressure had increased again. He did not know what was going on. Other people's spiritual pressure increased extremely slowly, but his spiritual pressure had been soaring like a train since his awakening. Two years ago, he had only just reached the level of vice-captain. Two years later, he had already reached the level of vice-captain's peak. He was only one chance away from reaching the level of captain and successfully releasing the knife.

Another day, after settling the team affairs, a Death God suddenly rushed to Luo Mo.

"The Three Chiefs of Luo and Mo…"

"Got it." Luo Mo silently raised his head and didn't ask him anything, as if he already knew the whole story. He replied lightly,""You can go back first. I'll be there later.”

"Then I'll have to trouble you."

"It's nothing."

……

A moment later, in the 13th Division's dormitory.

" You're here, Luo Mo. Cough cough cough…"

When he saw the handsome young man walking over, the white-haired Shuzuhirou couldn't help but cough as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Because Captain Floating Bamboo doesn't take his medicine on time, his condition hasn't improved.”

The young man who came in, Luo Mo, said indifferently. Then, he placed the medicine in his hand on the table in front of Floating Bamboo.

"I'm sorry, Luo Mo, I've troubled you again.”

Fu Zhu smiled awkwardly because he knew that his illness could not be cured. No matter how much medicine he took, it was useless. At most, it would ease his condition. Therefore, he subconsciously rejected taking medicine. Just like Luo Mo said, he always did not take medicine on time.

For the gentle and kind Floating Bamboo who always thought of others, this was his greatest and only willfulness.

"It's no trouble. This is my job, captain Floating Bamboo.”

Luo Mo's tone was still indifferent, and no one could tell his emotions.

"Hey, hey, I was wrong. I will never secretly throw away the medicine again. Don't call me 'Captain Floating Bamboo' anymore, Luo Mojun!”

Finally, Floating Bamboo was the first to raise his flag and surrender." I've said it before. Just call me Shishilang."”

"Your credibility is already gone, captain Floating Bamboo. You've said this to me nearly 30 times in the past two years. I'd be an idiot to believe you again.”

At this time, Luo Mo's face revealed a faint smile, no longer using such a lukewarm attitude towards Floating Bamboo.

"Ah, is that so?"

The embarrassment on Fu Zhu's face became even more intense. He embarrassedly picked up the cup on the table and prepared to drink some tea to cover it up, but he coughed again. If Luo Mo hadn't dodged quickly, the tea would have sprayed on Luo Mo's face.

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