Merus, Your Dad Just Took Down Two Gods of Destruction (Part 1)
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“I came here to talk to you about the Supreme Kai exam,” the Grand Priest said with a smile. After a pause, he added, “And also, try to visit the 18th Universe more often. The future of the 18th Universe rests on your shoulders.”
“And what about him?” Ren pointed to the unconscious Quitela. “If I kill him, you won’t object, right?”
The Grand Priest: “…”
You’re really direct about this, aren’t you?
“I won’t object, but before that, Broly has already killed the Gods of Destruction from the 3rd and 9th Universes, causing the Supreme Kais of those universes to vanish as well,” the Grand Priest explained thoughtfully. “Now, both universes are without Gods of Destruction and Supreme Kais. Since Broly, your apprentice, was responsible for this, there must be a punishment.”
“What kind of punishment?” Ren asked, unhurriedly.
“Let Broly and Buu take over as the Gods of Destruction for the 3rd or 9th Universe,” the Grand Priest suggested. “Considering it’s their first offense and that the two former Gods of Destruction were reckless, I can help you choose new Supreme Kais for those universes.”
Ren: “…”
“So, you’ll need to train another God of Destruction for the new universe,” the Grand Priest continued, smiling as if everything was under control.
Ren felt at a loss for words.
“Merus and I worked so hard to train these Gods of Destruction, and now you’re saying they’re being transferred?”
To become someone else’s God of Destruction?
“As for Quitela… do you have another suitable candidate for a God of Destruction?” the Grand Priest asked with a smile.
“I understand,” Ren replied, catching on. “You mean, I shouldn’t kill him yet, but keep him alive until we find a replacement, right?”
The Grand Priest: “…”
Is that really how you interpret it?
“Fine, I won’t kill him, but I’m not letting him off that easily,” Ren added thoughtfully. “I still need to rough him up a bit.”
The Grand Priest stayed silent.
You haven’t roughed him up enough already?
“Oh, by the way, Grand Priest, why is my halo a different color from yours?” Ren pointed at the pale yellow halo around his neck.
“No need to worry about the color. Just like your skin, you’re yellow-skinned while most of us angels are blue-skinned,” the Grand Priest explained with a smile. “The color of an angel’s halo typically corresponds to their skin tone, so ours is blue, and yours being this color is perfectly normal.”
Ren: “…”
That explanation is flawless. I can’t even argue with that.
“You think the color might change?” Ren asked.
“Mine hasn’t changed at all,” the Grand Priest shook his head.
“And why is my halo around my neck, while yours is behind your head?” Ren asked curiously.
The Grand Priest: “…”
“When you reach my position, your halo will move behind your head too,” the Grand Priest replied with a smile.
“No way! I’ve never planned on overthrowing you,” Ren shook his head firmly.
The Grand Priest had no response.
After a brief silence, the Grand Priest added, “You have no more than two months. Once I find suitable Supreme Kais, Broly and Buu will take their places in their respective universes.” As he finished speaking, his body began to fade. “By the way, let Merus know he needs to train a new God of Destruction as well.”
“Alright… you’re the Grand Priest, after all. Whatever you say goes,” Ren sighed.
If we need to train more Gods of Destruction, so be it.
What else are we supposed to do with our time?
Besides, seeing Broly become a true God of Destruction was something Ren was quite happy about.
Whoosh!
In an instant, the Grand Priest disappeared.
He didn’t linger to discuss Quitela further.
Broly and Majin Buu immediately stood up.
“Continue,” Ren instructed Broly.
Broly nodded, delivering a powerful kick to Quitela.
Majin Buu flew to the other side and caught Quitela with his head, slapping him hard to send him flying back.
Bam! Bam!
The two of them continued to playfully hit Quitela like a ball in space.
Ren didn’t stop them. He held his staff and quickly got in contact with Merus.
When Merus saw the unfamiliar communication, he looked confused but answered.
A familiar voice came from the staff.
“Merus, long time no see. How have you been?” Ren greeted him.
Merus glanced through the crystal ball on his staff and saw a handsome face, with a pale yellow halo floating beneath it.
“This is…” Merus’s eyes widened in disbelief.
As a trainee angel, Merus quickly recognized who the person was.
“Are you… Ren? You’ve become a true angel already? That’s amazing!” Merus exclaimed, both surprised and happy.
“Not bad,” Ren replied with a grin, showing off his pearly white teeth.
“But your skin color… and the color of your halo… they’re quite unique,” Merus said, a bit amazed.
“Yeah, I thought so too,” Ren agreed, nodding. “The Grand Priest came to see me earlier and explained that the halo color corresponds to skin tone, which makes sense, right?”
“That’s about right,” Merus smiled, then apologized. “Sorry, Ren. I wanted to stay by your side since we’re best friends…”
“Don’t say that, Merus. My best friend is Broly,” Ren replied.
Merus: “…”
That hurt.
I thought I was your best friend.
But it seems like Majin Buu’s best friend is also Broly.
And Broly’s best friend… could it be Ren?
Broly, overhearing this, perked up his ears. Hearing Ren’s words, he was overjoyed and even hit Quitela harder than before.
“I knew that during the transformation into a true angel, the energy shields you from all attacks, so I didn’t feel the need to stay. I hope you don’t mind,” Merus explained, feeling a bit guilty.
After all, both Broly and Majin Buu had stayed with Ren during his transformation.
“It’s fine, I knew you understood that,” Ren smiled. “That’s why I reached out to you first.”
“Thank you for thinking of me first after becoming a true angel,” Merus said with a smile.
“No, you’re mistaken, Merus. The first angel I thought of was your sister, Vados,” Ren replied honestly.
Merus sighed.
Did you really have to say it that directly?
“Well… at least I’m the first angel you called, right?” Merus asked, trying to salvage the situation.
“The reason I called you first is because I have good news and bad news. Which do you want to hear first?” Ren asked.
Merus: “???”
That’s when Merus remembered that the Grand Priest had visited Ren earlier. Something important must have happened.
“Let’s start with the good news,” Merus suggested.
“The good news is that I’ve become a true angel,” Ren said.
Merus: “…”
That’s your good news!
I already knew that!
“What’s the bad news?” Merus asked.
“The two Gods of Destruction we worked so hard to train… well, your father took them away,” Ren sighed.
“Took them away? What do you mean?” Merus was confused for a moment, not fully grasping the situation.
“In less than two months, they’ll be assigned to the 9th and 3rd Universes as their new Gods of Destruction,” Ren explained.
Merus: “…”
“Yeah, yeah… considering the Gods of Destruction in the 3rd and 9th Universes are dead, I suppose they are good choices to replace them,” Merus chuckled. “But that’s quite the sudden change…”
“So, your father basically told us that we need to train new Gods of Destruction all over again,” Ren sighed.
“Got it,” Merus nodded.
Ren suddenly noticed something strange.
“Merus, you’re taking this way too calmly… Is there something you’re not telling me?” Ren squinted suspiciously at Merus.
“Hehe, you caught me,” Merus grinned, looking excited.
Ren: “???”
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Merus, Your Dad Just Took Down Two Gods of Destruction (Part 2)
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“Let me be honest with you, Ren!” Merus said with a smile. “I knew this day would come. After all, Broly killed two Gods of Destruction, which led to the Supreme Kais of those universes disappearing as well! Normally, the harshest punishment would be execution for Broly! But Broly and Majin Buu are our Gods of Destruction now. And let’s not forget, it was Sidra and Mosco who acted out of line first, almost causing your disappearance…”
“So you think the biggest punishment is making them the Gods of Destruction for those two universes, right?” Ren caught on quickly and continued Merus’s thoughts. “So, you already found suitable candidates for the role and started training them, didn’t you?”
“You’re sharp…” Merus admitted, though slightly hesitant.
“Show them to me,” Ren said.
“They’re not with me,” Merus shook his head lightly.
“Not with you? Which universe are they from?” Ren asked curiously.
“Well… sorry, but I want to keep that a secret for now,” Merus replied with a mischievous smile, refusing to reveal more.
“You won’t even tell me which universe?” Ren raised an eyebrow.
“Sorry… not yet. When the time is right, I’ll let you know. How about we have another competition? A contest between our Gods of Destruction! Last time, my God of Destruction lost to yours, but this time, I won’t lose!” Merus declared.
“Let’s schedule it six years from now, and we’ll include the Supreme Kai in the competition,” Ren suggested after thinking for a moment.
“Maybe you should extend the time a bit, considering your 24-year gap,” Merus offered, showing some concern.
“We can decide on the timing later,” Ren replied, then added, “First, I need to confirm one thing. The new God of Destruction I’m planning to train is Vegeta. You haven’t picked the same person, right?”
“No, no, definitely not,” Merus assured him, though he was slightly puzzled. “Are you sure you want to train your prince, Vegeta? While he’s talented, he’s not starting on the same level as Broly.”
“I’m sure!” Ren nodded confidently.
“Alright then, let’s agree to have the contest six years from now. Our Gods of Destruction and Supreme Kais will compete in the exam.” Merus smiled confidently. “By the way, say hello to Buu and Broly for me.”
“No need for ‘by the way,’ they’re right here playing ball,” Ren remarked. “Let them greet you directly.”
“They can’t see what’s in the crystal ball, can they?” Merus asked.
“That’s easy to fix,” Ren replied. He projected the image outward and waved to Buu and Broly, signaling them to come over and say hello.
Both Majin Buu and Broly quickly flew over.
“Merus!” Broly waved at him.
“Hehe,” Majin Buu chuckled, then mumbled quietly, “I don’t like you. I like Broly.”
As he said that, Buu moved closer to Broly, causing Broly to shiver slightly, feeling an unexpected chill.
Ren: “…”
I’ve been around for the past 24 years and know you two haven’t done anything inappropriate. But Buu, if someone overheard that, they might get the wrong idea.
Merus also felt speechless at Buu’s comment.
I’ve trained you for so long, and now you say you don’t like me?
Wait… why do I sound like I’m complaining like an abandoned lover?
Whatever!
He’ll be heading off to the 9th or 3rd Universe soon anyway. After that, it won’t matter much to me.
“Broly’s grown so much. You Saiyans tend to settle into your final appearance around this age, don’t you?” Merus observed with a smile.
“More or less,” Ren agreed.
“Broly, Buu, in a short while, you’ll be taking over as the new Gods of Destruction for the 3rd and 9th Universes. Make sure to listen to your angels, and don’t be as reckless as before,” Merus advised earnestly.
“Understood,” Broly nodded.
Majin Buu, however, looked visibly impatient.
“Also, as a God of Destruction, your main responsibility is to destroy planets that are out of balance or no longer useful. Once you take on the role, communicate with your Supreme Kai to help develop your universe together. That’s the only way to ensure a prosperous future for your universe,” Merus continued to lecture. “The two universes you’re heading to have been in decline for the past 24 years due to the absence of their Gods of Destruction and Supreme Kais…”
“Are you done yet? Keep talking, and I’ll turn you into chocolate!” Buu interrupted, gritting his teeth, unable to tolerate it any longer.
Merus: “…”
“You’re just repeating what Ren already told us. We don’t need you to keep going on about it,” Majin Buu snorted.
“Ren, you’ve already explained it to them?” Merus asked with a dry laugh.
“Yeah, I briefed them before calling you,” Ren nodded.
“Alright then, no need for me to repeat it,” Merus shrugged, not upset.
“Can we get on with it? I’ve got a ball game to play,” Buu grumbled.
“A ball game?” Merus was puzzled, unsure of what Buu meant.
“This,” Majin Buu said as he grabbed a round object.
To make Quitela roll more smoothly as a ball, Majin Buu had wrapped him in a layer of flesh, shaping him into a perfect sphere.
So, the first thing Merus saw was a pink ball.
“Is that for volleyball?” Merus smiled, still not understanding the situation.
“Ball, say something,” Buu commanded, pointing at the pink sphere.
Whoosh!
The layer of flesh peeled away from the pink ball, merging back into Buu’s body.
A moment later, the spherical form of Quitela appeared.
“Is… is that Lord Quitela?” Merus’s eyes widened in shock.
“Ball, wake up and greet Merus,” Buu said, slapping Quitela’s face.
Quitela was forcefully slapped awake.
As soon as he regained consciousness, Quitela saw Merus projected before him.
The moment Quitela recognized Merus, he panicked as if he had found a lifeline and immediately dropped to his knees, sobbing.
“Lord Merus… please save me… They’re going to beat me to death!” Quitela wailed, tears streaming down his face.
Merus: “…”
You guys really know how to mess around!
How did Lord Quitela end up with you all?
“Ren… the Gods of Destruction for the 3rd and 9th Universes are already dead… You can’t have another one die. We need fresh blood,” Merus pleaded, half laughing, half serious.
Quitela’s ears perked up, and he looked dumbfounded.
The Gods of Destruction for the 3rd and 9th Universes are dead?
When did that happen?
At that moment, Quitela’s mind raced as he recalled what Broly had said earlier.
Broly had mentioned the deaths of the 3rd Universe’s God of Destruction, Mosco, and the 9th Universe’s God of Destruction, Sidra, along with the human controlling Mosco, Mule…
But Broly had been interrupted by Ren’s transformation into a true angel before finishing his sentence.
At first, Quitela hadn’t thought much of it, but now, after hearing Merus’s words, he understood.
Are Mosco and Sidra really dead?
Did Ren kill them?
This is bad!
Quitela began to envision the fate that awaited him and broke out into a cold sweat, his mind going blank.
“Hey, Merus, how about sending the God of Destruction you’ve been training to the 4th Universe?” Ren suggested.
Merus: “???”
“The Grand Priest said that if I end up killing Quitela, I’ll need to replace him with a new God of Destruction for the 4th Universe. I don’t have anyone suitable for the role right now, but your candidate is ready,” Ren said eagerly, gripping his staff.
Quitela shuddered at the suggestion, his face turning pale.
Are they planning to kill me?
Merus: “…”
Didn’t I make myself clear earlier?
If you kill him, how long do you think it’ll take to train another God of Destruction?
It’s not like everyone has the talent and opportunity of Broly and Majin Buu.
It usually takes seventy to eighty years to properly train a new God of Destruction.
Without a God of Destruction and Supreme Kai to support a universe, it will inevitably fall into decline and eventually be erased by the Omni-King.
Even though the Gods of Destruction and Supreme Kais of the 7th Universe don’t always do their jobs well, as long as they’re alive, the universe won’t collapse. But if they die and leave the universe without its gods, all sorts of problems will arise.
“Ren, you should take a closer look at the 9th and 3rd Universes right now. The situation there isn’t looking good, even though it’s only been 20 or so years,” Merus urged again.
“So, you’re still not willing to provide your candidate?” Ren sighed. “Don’t be so stingy.”
“What are you talking about? Ah… seems like my staff’s signal is getting weak… Ren, we’ll talk later. Don’t forget to find a suitable God of Destruction. Bye!” Merus quickly ended the call.
Ren wore a thoughtful expression.
Little angel’s grown up.
He’s gotten much more cunning than before.
The conversation ended, and Ren turned his smiling gaze to Quitela, who was now bruised, swollen, and in a pitiful state.
Quitela was trembling with fear, his face drained of all color.
“He’s changing color,” Majin
Buu pointed out.
“Interesting transformation,” Broly nodded in agreement.
Quitela was utterly terrified, dropping to his knees before Ren, sobbing uncontrollably as he begged for mercy.
“Quitela, I actually liked your rebellious attitude,” Ren said, gently patting Quitela’s head.
At that moment, Quitela felt as though his skull was about to crack, causing him to tremble even more violently.
“What kind of terrifying person have I provoked?” Quitela thought in fear.
“You’re lucky. For now, I haven’t found a suitable God of Destruction… So, you have two choices,” Ren said with a smile, staring at Quitela.
“Lord Ren, please tell me,” Quitela responded quickly, trembling in fear.
“The first choice is to be beaten to death by me right now,” Ren said calmly.
“No…!” Quitela immediately waved his hands in terror, trembling even more.
“The second choice is to wait until I train a suitable God of Destruction, and then I’ll kill you,” Ren continued, thoughtfully.
Quitela’s face turned to one of utter despair.
“However, if you behave well before I find a replacement, I might spare your life,” Ren added with a smile.
“Yes! I will definitely behave well, Lord Ren!” Quitela said eagerly, a glimmer of hope appearing in his eyes. The heavy burden in his heart seemed to lift slightly.
“So, I still have a chance to live… I almost died of fear.”
“But today’s events can’t just end like this. I may be calm now, but they aren’t,” Ren said, glancing over at Broly and Majin Buu with a smirk.
“I… I know what to do!” Quitela quickly curled his body into a ball and forcefully slapped his head, knocking himself out.
Ren: “…”
“Shall we continue?” Buu asked, turning to Broly.
“Let’s play for a while longer,” Broly nodded, showing no objections.
“If you want to beat him to death, I don’t mind,” Ren said as he patted Broly’s shoulder. “Gods of Destruction aren’t hard to find. The universe is vast; we’ll find another.”
“Understood,” Broly acknowledged.
The two resumed their game in space, using Quitela like a ball. Ren watched them play happily, not bothering to stop them.
After all, these two had been with him for 24 years. Seeing them enjoy themselves made Ren happy as well. Even if they did end up killing Quitela, Ren wouldn’t have minded.
After all, he could just find a new God of Destruction and train another. It wasn’t a big deal.
Ren then took out his staff and tried to contact Vados.
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In Universe 6, Earth.
At a unique restaurant, Vados was enjoying a cup of coffee while indulging in a delightful meal. Her eyebrows twitched occasionally, almost like they were dancing.
Vados had long realized that instead of mooching off Bulma for food, it was better to find a place to enjoy Earth’s cuisine herself.
For an angel, getting money on Earth was not a difficult task.
Just as Vados was savoring her meal, she suddenly felt a slight vibration from her staff.
Lifting her right hand, her staff appeared in the air.
“Oh, Ren! Have you finally transformed into a true angel?” Vados said, examining him through her crystal ball. “You’ve gotten much more handsome!”
“Vados, remember what I said? Once I became a true angel, I’d come to marry you,” Ren said seriously.
Vados: “…”
“You actually remembered that?” Vados covered her forehead, unsure how to respond.
“Of course I remember. I transformed into a true angel just to marry you,” Ren replied with a smile.
Vados was speechless.
Is he really calling that a difficult transformation? It seemed like he didn’t face any hardship during his transformation at all.
You became a true angel in less than 30 years…
“If you want to marry me… well, I don’t mind. But you’ll need my father’s approval,” Vados said cleverly, passing the responsibility to the Grand Priest.
“So, you want me to propose to the Grand Priest, right?” Ren said, slapping his forehead. “I totally forgot to ask him when I saw him earlier.”
“Go ahead and ask. If my father agrees, then I won’t have any objections,” Vados said with a playful smile, taking a bite of her cake and swaying like a little girl, looking extra cute.
Seeing her like this, Ren couldn’t help but feel amazed.
Who knew Vados could be this adorable?
“Are you on Earth?” Ren noticed the presence of Earthlings in the background behind Vados.
“Yep! Thanks to you for swapping Earth with Universe 6’s Earth, it’s super easy for me to enjoy delicious food now,” Vados replied cheerfully. “And Earth is full of tasty food, not just what’s at Bulma’s place.”
“You’re not at Bulma’s house?” Ren asked.
“Constantly freeloading at their place would be rude, so I found a few tons of gold on another planet and exchanged it for money on Earth…” Vados said, smiling even more. She lowered her voice and said to Ren, “Hehe, I now have at least 5 billion in wealth, enough to enjoy food here for a long time.”
Ren: “…”
What a foodie.
“Oh, by the way, your fellow Saiyan from Universe 7 is on Earth right now, talking with Goku and the others,” Vados added casually.
Ren raised an eyebrow, confused for a moment.
“A Saiyan from Universe 7 came to Earth in Universe 6? How did they get there?” Ren asked.
Naturally, Ren knew what time period this was—when Raditz first arrived on Earth.
But since Universe 6’s Earth and Universe 7’s Earth had swapped, Raditz shouldn’t have been able to find Goku.
“Well, years ago, I promised Bulma that I’d create a passage between the two universes so she could easily contact her sister, Tights. Thanks to Shenron, there’s now a portal between the two Earths. Tights can visit Universe 6’s Earth whenever she wants,” Vados explained. “The Galactic Patrol also modified the satellite on Universe 7’s Earth to transmit signals across universes, allowing communication by phone. However, since it’s across universes, the signal quality isn’t always great.”
“Didn’t you give Bulma or Tights communication devices?” Ren asked.
“I gave Bulma one, and Merus gave Tights one. They could’ve easily communicated using those devices,” Vados said with a grin. “But Bulma being Bulma, she lost hers behind a couch somewhere and hasn’t found it yet. I didn’t tell her, so now they have to rely on this old-fashioned way of keeping in touch.”
Ren was speechless.
After chatting a bit more with Vados, Ren finally remembered that he had to propose to the Grand Priest.
“Wait for me, Vados! I’m going to contact your father and ask him to marry you to me,” Ren said excitedly.
Vados: “…”
After ending the call with Vados, Ren immediately tried to contact the Grand Priest.
However, no matter how many times Ren called, the Grand Priest didn’t answer.
“What’s going on?” Ren furrowed his brow.
Am I using the wrong method to reach him?
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At the Zeno Palace.
The Grand Priest watched as his staff’s crystal ball flashed repeatedly, yet he made no move to answer it.
“Hey, Grand Priest, why aren’t you answering the call?” Zeno asked curiously.
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Merus, Your Dad Just Took Down Two Gods of Destruction (Part 3)
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Didn’t I make myself clear earlier?
If you kill him, how long do you think it’ll take to train another God of Destruction?
It’s not like everyone has the talent and opportunity of Broly and Majin Buu.
It usually takes seventy to eighty years to properly train a new God of Destruction.
Without a God of Destruction and Supreme Kai to support a universe, it will inevitably fall into decline and eventually be erased by the Omni-King.
Even though the Gods of Destruction and Supreme Kais of the 7th Universe don’t always do their jobs well, as long as they’re alive, the universe won’t collapse. But if they die and leave the universe without its gods, all sorts of problems will arise.
“Ren, you should take a closer look at the 9th and 3rd Universes right now. The situation there isn’t looking good, even though it’s only been 20 or so years,” Merus urged again.
“So, you’re still not willing to provide your candidate?” Ren sighed. “Don’t be so stingy.”
“What are you talking about? Ah… seems like my staff’s signal is getting weak… Ren, we’ll talk later. Don’t forget to find a suitable God of Destruction. Bye!” Merus quickly ended the call.
Ren wore a thoughtful expression.
Little angel’s grown up.
He’s gotten much more cunning than before.
The conversation ended, and Ren turned his smiling gaze to Quitela, who was now bruised, swollen, and in a pitiful state.
Quitela was trembling with fear, his face drained of all color.
“He’s changing color,” Majin
Buu pointed out.
“Interesting transformation,” Broly nodded in agreement.
Quitela was utterly terrified, dropping to his knees before Ren, sobbing uncontrollably as he begged for mercy.
“Quitela, I actually liked your rebellious attitude,” Ren said, gently patting Quitela’s head.
At that moment, Quitela felt as though his skull was about to crack, causing him to tremble even more violently.
“What kind of terrifying person have I provoked?” Quitela thought in fear.
“You’re lucky. For now, I haven’t found a suitable God of Destruction… So, you have two choices,” Ren said with a smile, staring at Quitela.
“Lord Ren, please tell me,” Quitela responded quickly, trembling in fear.
“The first choice is to be beaten to death by me right now,” Ren said calmly.
“No…!” Quitela immediately waved his hands in terror, trembling even more.
“The second choice is to wait until I train a suitable God of Destruction, and then I’ll kill you,” Ren continued, thoughtfully.
Quitela’s face turned to one of utter despair.
“However, if you behave well before I find a replacement, I might spare your life,” Ren added with a smile.
“Yes! I will definitely behave well, Lord Ren!” Quitela said eagerly, a glimmer of hope appearing in his eyes. The heavy burden in his heart seemed to lift slightly.
“So, I still have a chance to live… I almost died of fear.”
“But today’s events can’t just end like this. I may be calm now, but they aren’t,” Ren said, glancing over at Broly and Majin Buu with a smirk.
“I… I know what to do!” Quitela quickly curled his body into a ball and forcefully slapped his head, knocking himself out.
Ren: “…”
“Shall we continue?” Buu asked, turning to Broly.
“Let’s play for a while longer,” Broly nodded, showing no objections.
“If you want to beat him to death, I don’t mind,” Ren said as he patted Broly’s shoulder. “Gods of Destruction aren’t hard to find. The universe is vast; we’ll find another.”
“Understood,” Broly acknowledged.
The two resumed their game in space, using Quitela like a ball. Ren watched them play happily, not bothering to stop them.
After all, these two had been with him for 24 years. Seeing them enjoy themselves made Ren happy as well. Even if they did end up killing Quitela, Ren wouldn’t have minded.
After all, he could just find a new God of Destruction and train another. It wasn’t a big deal.
Ren then took out his staff and tried to contact Vados.
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In Universe 6, Earth.
At a unique restaurant, Vados was enjoying a cup of coffee while indulging in a delightful meal. Her eyebrows twitched occasionally, almost like they were dancing.
Vados had long realized that instead of mooching off Bulma for food, it was better to find a place to enjoy Earth’s cuisine herself.
For an angel, getting money on Earth was not a difficult task.
Just as Vados was savoring her meal, she suddenly felt a slight vibration from her staff.
Lifting her right hand, her staff appeared in the air.
“Oh, Ren! Have you finally transformed into a true angel?” Vados said, examining him through her crystal ball. “You’ve gotten much more handsome!”
“Vados, remember what I said? Once I became a true angel, I’d come to marry you,” Ren said seriously.
Vados: “…”
“You actually remembered that?” Vados covered her forehead, unsure how to respond.
“Of course I remember. I transformed into a true angel just to marry you,” Ren replied with a smile.
Vados was speechless.
Is he really calling that a difficult transformation? It seemed like he didn’t face any hardship during his transformation at all.
You became a true angel in less than 30 years…
“If you want to marry me… well, I don’t mind. But you’ll need my father’s approval,” Vados said cleverly, passing the responsibility to the Grand Priest.
“So, you want me to propose to the Grand Priest, right?” Ren said, slapping his forehead. “I totally forgot to ask him when I saw him earlier.”
“Go ahead and ask. If my father agrees, then I won’t have any objections,” Vados said with a playful smile, taking a bite of her cake and swaying like a little girl, looking extra cute.
Seeing her like this, Ren couldn’t help but feel amazed.
Who knew Vados could be this adorable?
“Are you on Earth?” Ren noticed the presence of Earthlings in the background behind Vados.
“Yep! Thanks to you for swapping Earth with Universe 6’s Earth, it’s super easy for me to enjoy delicious food now,” Vados replied cheerfully. “And Earth is full of tasty food, not just what’s at Bulma’s place.”
“You’re not at Bulma’s house?” Ren asked.
“Constantly freeloading at their place would be rude, so I found a few tons of gold on another planet and exchanged it for money on Earth…” Vados said, smiling even more. She lowered her voice and said to Ren, “Hehe, I now have at least 5 billion in wealth, enough to enjoy food here for a long time.”
Ren: “…”
What a foodie.
“Oh, by the way, your fellow Saiyan from Universe 7 is on Earth right now, talking with Goku and the others,” Vados added casually.
Ren raised an eyebrow, confused for a moment.
“A Saiyan from Universe 7 came to Earth in Universe 6? How did they get there?” Ren asked.
Naturally, Ren knew what time period this was—when Raditz first arrived on Earth.
But since Universe 6’s Earth and Universe 7’s Earth had swapped, Raditz shouldn’t have been able to find Goku.
“Well, years ago, I promised Bulma that I’d create a passage between the two universes so she could easily contact her sister, Tights. Thanks to Shenron, there’s now a portal between the two Earths. Tights can visit Universe 6’s Earth whenever she wants,” Vados explained. “The Galactic Patrol also modified the satellite on Universe 7’s Earth to transmit signals across universes, allowing communication by phone. However, since it’s across universes, the signal quality isn’t always great.”
“Didn’t you give Bulma or Tights communication devices?” Ren asked.
“I gave Bulma one, and Merus gave Tights one. They could’ve easily communicated using those devices,” Vados said with a grin. “But Bulma being Bulma, she lost hers behind a couch somewhere and hasn’t found it yet. I didn’t tell her, so now they have to rely on this old-fashioned way of keeping in touch.”
Ren was speechless.
After chatting a bit more with Vados, Ren finally remembered that he had to propose to the Grand Priest.
“Wait for me, Vados! I’m going to contact your father and ask him to marry you to me,” Ren said excitedly.
Vados: “…”
After ending the call with Vados, Ren immediately tried to contact the Grand Priest.
However, no matter how many times Ren called, the Grand Priest didn’t answer.
“What’s going on?” Ren furrowed his brow.
Am I using the wrong method to reach him?
…
At the Zeno Palace.
The Grand Priest watched as his staff’s crystal ball flashed repeatedly, yet he made no move to answer it.
“Hey, Grand Priest, why aren’t you answering the call?” Zeno asked curiously.
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