Universe 9’s God of Destruction, Sidra, was a short, somewhat sleazy-looking old man with red hair, a red beard, and dark green skin.
“Snap!”
Muuru opened Mosco’s hatch and stepped out, handing a small, exquisite box to Sidra.
Sidra caught the box with one hand and opened it.
“Shing!”
The moment Sidra opened the box, a holographic image was projected from it.
The image showed numerous light points rapidly converging until, in an instant, they formed a seductive woman with green skin.
The woman was stunningly beautiful, with a first-rate figure and appearance.
Sidra, who had seen many alien beauties as a God of Destruction, had never seen a woman so outstanding.
“Lord Sidra, I am Number 7. You can call me Seven,” the beautiful robot said softly, walking up to Sidra and taking his arm.
Sidra immediately felt a surge of excitement from her touch.
“What material is this made of?” Sidra asked curiously, squeezing Seven’s skin.
“It’s condensed from H85 energy particles,” Muuru smiled. “I’m not clear on the specific scientific details of how it was made. You can see if you’re satisfied.”
“I’ll go test it out,” Sidra said with a mischievous grin, quickly leading the robot Seven away.
Seven, who behaved almost like a real person, showed a coy and bashful expression.
Seeing this expression made Sidra even more excited.
This high-tech creation!
It’s amazing!
Her skin feels so real.
There’s no difference at all!
“Her technique is excellent. She was tailor-made for you. You better not embarrass the God of Destruction,” Muuru laughed heartily.
“Embarrass? Are you joking?” Sidra laughed dismissively and quickly left with Seven.
The Supreme Kai stood nearby, looking eagerly at the robot, clearly excited and ready to try it himself.
There was a brief silence.
“Lord Sidra, shall we go together?” Supreme Kai Ro asked with a cheeky grin.
“Get lost! Do you think you’re acting like a Supreme Kai?” Sidra scolded angrily.
“Hahaha, why not? I just like beautiful women, same as you. I’m dedicated to my work. Even if the Grand Priest came, he couldn’t find fault with me,” Ro replied with a smile.
Sidra ignored Ro and walked away with the bashful Seven.
Three minutes later.
Sidra returned with a less-than-satisfied Seven.
“That was quick,” Muuru chuckled.
“The technique is excellent… but as a God of Destruction, only three minutes… I feel like I’m getting old…” Sidra sighed.
“Hahaha, it’s not your fault. She was made specifically for you,” Muuru said with a smile.
“I won’t be polite then. From now on, she’s mine,” Sidra said, very satisfied with the robot.
Temperature-controlled, highly intelligent, and with a faint fragrance.
Universe 3’s technology is really advanced.
How did they make such a perfect robot?
Seven once again showed a shy expression, looking very much like a real woman.
“Lord Muuru… can you make one for me?” Ro asked eagerly and excitedly.
“Of course, no problem at all,” Muuru said, patting his chest.
“So, what do you need my help with?” Sidra quickly understood Muuru’s intention.
“Sidra, my son is dead…” Muuru’s face turned grim as he spoke, clenching his fists tightly, his horns trembling slightly.
“Tell me the details,” Sidra knew the matter wasn’t as simple as it seemed.
After all, as a God of Destruction, the death of a son should be easily resolved.
The fact that he’s asking for my help means it’s complicated.
Muuru explained everything about his son’s death, including his suspicions, to Sidra and Ro.
He also relayed what the Grand Priest had said.
Upon hearing this, Sidra and Ro fell into deep thought.
“You’re the only one who can help me, Sidra,” Muuru’s eyes reddened, his desire for revenge keeping him awake at night.
“The Grand Priest’s words mean we need evidence,” Sidra shook his head slightly.
“Can you help me find the evidence?” Muuru pleaded again.
“This matter isn’t too hard but also not easy. It mainly depends on what that kid Broly likes,” Sidra pondered.
“Do you have any ideas?” Muuru asked.
“Where is he now?” Sidra asked.
“I’ve been guarding here. He should still be in Universe 18,” Muuru thought for a moment before answering.
“Let’s go check it out,” Sidra suggested. “We’ll see what happens. You talk less, and I’ll handle it!”
“Thank you, Sidra!” Muuru quickly thanked him.
“No problem. I held little Muse when he was born… never thought he’d reincarnate so soon…” Sidra sighed.
Muuru’s eyes reddened again.
As a God of Destruction, it’s hard to have offspring.
Muse was Muuru’s only child, and now he’s reincarnated.
Muuru’s heart was filled with rage. He had to find his son’s killer.
“Muuru and I will go. Ro, you head back first,” Sidra suggested.
Ro didn’t object, but before leaving, he hesitated, glancing at Muuru occasionally.
Muuru quickly understood Ro’s meaning, suppressing his grief and promising, “When I return to Universe 3, I’ll have them make you a robot.”
“Thank you so much,” Ro expressed his gratitude.
“By the way, I thought Supreme Kais had no gender distinction?” Muuru asked, puzzled.
“Supreme Kais may not have gender distinctions, but that doesn’t mean we can’t like women,” Ro smiled, adding, “Of course, we can like men too.”
Saying this, Ro winked at Muuru.
Muuru, frightened, jumped back into Mosco’s body and closed the hatch.
Ro laughed even harder and patted Mosco’s mechanical body.
Muuru resisted the urge to slap Ro to death, letting his dirty hands roam over Mosco’s body.
What’s so special about a robot?
“I’ll be going then,” Ro said, then used Instant Transmission to leave.
“Let’s go,” Sidra suggested.
……
In Universe 18, on the white planet.
Ren was still discussing the Supreme Kai matter with Merus.
“Ren, I will leave for a while to find a suitable human,” Merus suggested.
“Alright, you go ahead,” Ren nodded, not objecting. “I’ll head back to Earth in Universe 6.”
Merus: “……”
The Grand Priest didn’t say that… He wanted us to stay on this planet to train properly.
“Ren, wait until you’ve honed your angelic power, then leave. Besides, isn’t Son Goku still very young? There’s no point in going now,” Merus shook his head, advising Ren.
“Didn’t I say I would train him from a young age?” Ren said confidently.
“But I think the main focus now should be purifying your angelic power,” Merus replied.
“Why can’t I purify it elsewhere? Are you saying I can’t purify it on Earth?” Ren smiled.
Merus fell silent.
Why can’t I win an argument with you?
As they spoke, two purple-red streaks of light flashed across the sky.
Ren and Merus looked up at the two streaks.
“It’s Mosco!” Merus whispered, frowning slightly. “What’s he doing here?”
Ren didn’t say anything.
“Also, that’s Universe 9’s God of Destruction, Sidra,” Merus explained to Ren.
“Let’s see what happens,” Ren murmured, unsure of why the two Gods of Destruction were here.
“Snap!”
Mosco and Sidra descended from the sky, landing on the pristine white ground.
“Congratulations, I hear the newly restored Universe 18 has chosen a new God of Destruction!” Sidra greeted with a smile.
Mosco remained silent, obediently following Sidra.
“Lord Sidra,” Merus stepped forward and greeted.
“You must be Merus?” Sidra warmly patted Merus’s shoulder. “I heard you were training in Universe 7?”
“Yes, I’m currently training with the Galactic Patrol in Universe 7,” Merus replied truthfully.
“And this is Ren?” Sidra took Ren’s hand warmly. “You’re amazing, mastering angelic power at such a young age. You’re the first human to do so! Keep it up and become a true angel soon!”
Ren exchanged pleasantries, internally pondering Sidra’s true purpose for being here.
“I wanted to bring someone for the contest, but something came up. By the time I finished, the contest was over… Such a shame,” Sidra sighed, shaking his head. He pointed to Mosco, “I ran into Mosco on the way. He told me about it, having heard from Camparri.”
“Beep boop!” Mosco nodded behind him.
“I’m here to see the new God of Destruction, Broly. Just to get to know each other since we’re all Gods of Destruction now,” Sidra laughed heartily.
“Beep boop beep!” Mosco echoed.
“Mosco, stop with the bird talk. Merus probably doesn’t understand,” Sidra joked.
Merus was about to say he could understand.
Just then, Broly and Majin Buu returned from afar.
The planet wasn’t big, and the two had circled it without finding any food.
Both Broly and Majin Buu were disappointed.
Broly saw Mosco’s tall figure from a distance and immediately got angry, his body trembling.
Majin Buu glanced curiously at Broly, confused by his reaction.
Broly thought for a moment, seemingly understanding many things, then scratched his head, and
his anger disappeared.
Why am I angry?
Even though he beat me up.
I tore his son apart…
And I’m not his match now.
According to Ren, I need to reach angelic power purity level 50 to match a true God of Destruction.
I’m only at 20, far from enough.
“Are you Broly? Haha, you look tall, handsome, and full of vigor,” Sidra greeted, shaking Majin Buu’s hand.
Majin Buu: “???”
I’m not Broly.
I’m Majin Buu!
But you said I was tall, handsome, and full of vigor…
You speak so well.
I almost turned you into chocolate just now.
“Beep boop!” Mosco pointed to Broly.
“Uh… This is Broly… My bad,” Sidra bent down and shook Broly’s hand.
“Who are you?” Broly asked.
“Let me introduce myself, I’m Sidra, the God of Destruction of Universe 9,” Sidra answered, his red beard swaying in the wind, a proud look on his face.
Broly didn’t respond.
“To celebrate you becoming a God of Destruction, I’ll take you out for some fun! You’ll love it!” Sidra laughed, inviting Broly.
Broly’s eyes lit up.
After all, Broly was only five years old, almost six.
At this age, children love to play.
Even Saiyans are no exception.
Majin Buu showed eager anticipation, quickly pointing to his nose.
I’m one of the candidates for God of Destruction too.
Even though I wasn’t chosen.
But I want to have fun too.
“You want to play too? No problem! Come along,” Sidra agreed readily. “I love fun. Ask around… Merus, you know my nature, right?”
“Indeed, Lord Sidra is unique when it comes to fun,” Merus nodded.
“Then it’s settled,” Sidra smiled. “Two angels, join us? You must enjoy the games of Gods of Destruction too?”
“We’ll pass,” Merus declined politely.
You’ve made it clear. It’d be over the top for us to join.
Ren still felt something was off but couldn’t pinpoint it.
He had a bad feeling and didn’t want Broly to go with them.
But he couldn’t watch over Broly forever.
If Broly really wanted to go, Ren didn’t want to spoil his fun.
“Let’s go,” Sidra beckoned to Broly.
Broly, though eager, looked to Ren for approval.
Majin Buu was already nodding vigorously, barely containing his excitement, ignoring Merus.
Merus: “……”
Training Majin Buu was a failure.
I must find an outstanding candidate for Supreme Kai this time.
I can’t lose to Ren again.
The Grand Priest was right. I lost in training the God of Destruction. I must win in choosing the Supreme Kai.
Majin Buu is going out to play, which is good. I can focus on finding my Supreme Kai.
I’d rather let Majin Buu be free, so he doesn’t cause trouble.
Having Majin Buu with Sidra means less worry for me.
And Majin Buu with Broly will learn a lot.
So, I fully support Majin Buu going with Sidra.
“Broly, come here,” Ren called.
“Go ahead,” Sidra laughed, patting Broly’s shoulder. “You just became a trainee God of Destruction. Many things need angelic guidance. It’s normal. Ren, I’m not trying to drive a wedge. Just stating the relationship between Gods of Destruction and angels.”
“No problem,” Ren smiled, not refuting.
This Sidra guy is up to something.
But neither Broly nor I can challenge a God of Destruction now.
And there are two of them.
Even one God of Destruction is no joke.
Fighting them isn’t like fighting Champa.
Ren thought positively, maybe Sidra just wants to bond with Broly.
Broly will become an excellent God of Destruction.
Building a relationship now will benefit later.
When Broly matures, it’ll be too late to build connections.
As for Muuse’s death, Ren felt it was foolproof. Muuru couldn’t know.
Besides, Muuse reincarnated. No evidence remains.
Ren took Broly aside, away from Sidra.
Ren thought it was time for Broly to train independently.
It’s necessary.
He can’t stay with me forever.
He’s now a trainee God of Destruction.
“Broly, take this,” Ren said, handing Broly his watch.
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