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Kenta Shibasaki was your average, hopelessly dumb high schooler — until he died in the world’s stupidest accident.

Reborn in the desolate wasteland of Hueco Mundo as a hollow, his future looked grim… until a bizarre system appeared. This strange power grants him Evolution Points (EP) for doing the most ridiculous, idiotic things imaginable. From talking to rocks to challenging cacti to duels, Kenta’s absurd antics somehow make him stronger.

Armed with nothing but sheer stupidity and an unbreakable will, Kenta sets his sights on the impossible: to evolve into a Vasto Lorde and survive this brutal world of monsters and madness.

In a land where only the strong survive, one boneheaded fool might just rise to the top.

I Died and Became a Hollow, But I Get Stronger by Being an Idiot

We were finally headed to Baraggan's castle for the third time. The first two visits were... interesting, to say the least.

First time, I danced right in front of him—me, flailing like a wild idiot—and got attacked by his "side-kid." Not exactly the warmest welcome.

Second time, I caught him watching me prank that same side-kid. Baraggan didn't say much and he was annoyed but secretly entertained.

Now, after evolving into an Adjuchas, my head had started to look a lot like Baraggan's—same shape and intimidating bone structure—but I didn't have his crown. My stupid green skin was still there, not full skeleton like him. It wasn't because I was an idiot… well, maybe a little.

As we approached his throne room and stand infront him, I let out my usual guttural roar:

"GRAAAH! GRAAAH!"

(Translation: 'We're here. Ready to talk.')

Baraggan smirked, eyes narrowing. Only he seemed to understand my guttural roars—not even Shawlong or Grimmjow could make sense of them.

He said, his voice dripping with arrogance, "So you're the idiot everyone keeps sending to me. But… your head—its shape, the hollow inside—it reminds me of myself. You confuse me. Maybe… you are my heir."

I blinked. He seriously thought I was his heir?

Baraggan leaned back, smirking. "You can only speak normally once you reach Vasto Lorde level—like me. Until then, your roars will be your voice. Lucky for you, I understand."

I tried a roar that sounded like a question:

(Translation: 'What do you want from me?')

Baraggan waved a bony hand. "Help? I suppose… I have reasons. This endless chaos you and your idiots cause affects me. And an heir might come in handy."

I rolled my eyes and wagged my arms—stupid move, but hey, EP.

On the way here, my passive ability must have been messing with Baraggan somehow. He didn't know it, but it made him see me as more important than I actually was. I got a neat pile of EP from all the chaos that followed.

He gave me a hard look. "Don't get comfortable. I am an emperor, and you… are still a foolish Adjuchas greenling."

I growled and wagged my arms again.

"GRRAAAH! GRAAAH!"

Baraggan laughed, the sound echoing in the dark halls. "We shall see, heir. We shall see."

Current EP: 4,024,090 / 100,000,000

Chapter 61: “Baraggan’s Heir? Wait, What?”