Last Day Bunker Chapter 12 (Patreon)

I got a simple plastic tub filled with biomass as well as bones and other goodies. And brought it back down to Nemu despite how Sarah was clearly a bit put off at the thought of Nemu eating a bunch of meat raw.

Still either way, I got down there and without much fanfare. The disgusting 'mukbang' began as Nemu began casually eating the raw meat and bones with super human jaw strength.

Nemu was hot... But when you see a woman casually eating the bone in a T-Bone steak as though it was a just piece of baked break that crunched with each bite. It really made a man reconsider sticking their dick in her mouth to say the least.

"Infuse me with your energy please. I require rest for a few hours as my hand regnerates as you can see." And looking down to what was once a flesh nub, I could see at a tiny level. Her muscles underneath the skin layer was twisting and I could feel the heat from the rapid cell division from a few feet away.

'Hmm, biological mass transformation generation heat. Reminds me of Dead Space in fact... Please for the love of all that is unholy. Don't let there be a marker on this already cursed world.' I thought helplessly.

I laid my hand on Nemu's arm and I began pushing my magical energy into her and she made a humming noise as her rather blank expression became thoughtful.

For a good bit I just fueled her up and she didn't say a word. No, she just wasn't interested in speaking in general I realized rather easily.

But soon enough I could see in real time as her lost hand began to regrow... All to clear to my eye's even as Nemu kept eating more raw meat and bones.

Until finally her hand was regrown entirely with a weird pipe in her palm that was made out of bone looked out of place.

And she said with a firm nod. "You have filled my reishi stores to their full capacity. And my wounds have been healed Jake Bariss, I thank you."

I would have appreciated her thanks alot more if she wasn't planning on turning me over to Mayuri who would happily tear me apart to experment on me.

But still, at least the view of her tits made up for it... A bit anyway.

And with an Asuachi in hand, I finally had a real way to deal with supernatural threats in reality.

So I just nodded and said evenly. "I see, you have already settled your debt for the healing. I have lowered the wards so you may teleport out using a Senkaimon without issue." 

There was no awkward parting as Nemu merely gave a bland nod of agreement as she sat up and then spoke casually. "Then I will see you soon." And with just a pair of underwear on. Nemu stuck her hand forward and I saw her reishi gather on her hand to form a Senkaimon.

An old style Japenese style door that she pushed open and in the distance was a swirling rainbow of demensional energy as she obviously was heading back to the Soul Society.

And then as the Senkaimon faded away. My face twitched as I realized what she meant about 'seeing me soon' "That bitch wasn't even going to wait twenty minutes to rat my ass out to Mayuri." I said with my face twitching.

But jokes on her and that joker face pointed ass clown. I was hiding in my super bunker that not even an outer god could find!

"Hey... At least I got an Asuachi out of this future mess." I muttered as I wondered what kind of Zanpaktou I could uncover in the future? Would my universal adapting body have my Zanpaktou be fucking weird?

In the end, I could only shrug as I needed to do alot of meditation with this sword in order to understand it and make spiritual contact with the spirit within.

"Now, I guess I should go tell Sarah and the others that the 'ghost' already left." I said to myself.

Telling Sarah and her daughter that things were back to normal as Nemu was already gone went well enough. I could tell they were definetly more assured that some 'soul reaper' wasn't staying with us.

And with that I just went down to the library and looked up how to soul bond with a Asuachi/Zanpaktou. "Ughh... This is so ass, I am not Ichigo who has both a hollow, and sentient Quincy chunk of powers to form a Zanpakuto spirit from the get go." I muttered with annoyance.

As it took apparently years of constant spiritual pressuring an Asauchi to make it form a Zanpakuto spirit. Years, I didn't have to spend in the Shinigami Academy that specialized in helping soul reapers build such a bond.

"If I... I already have 'soul reaper' powers already with how I can use any magic system. If I infect myself with Hollow or otherwise Quincy energy as well. Could I just skip the whole spending years to form a spirit?" I muttered thoughtfully before I shook my head.

'White' wasn't a normal hollow, he was all but tailor made for Ichigo before being shoved into him as a baby or whatever. Sadl;y I doubted there was an easy pathway to power unless me just being human could allow me to awaken a Zonpakuto spirit much faster then a Shinigami?

Either way it was still something I could do in the meant time as I was wondering if I could go fishing back in Las Vegas's troubled waters. As Nemu did say she hurt those demon lords who jumped her, and I was all for trying to rob them so I could fill my treasury to expand my magical stores.

'Also I could look for some survivors or maybe a wizard as well.' I mused as I went to the book shelves and decided I would spend the next couple of days trying to learn how to apparate so I could hopefully escape Vegas if it got crazy.