“Cough… There are seven Dragon Balls, and the stars inside them range from 1 to 7…,” Moori explained.
“Got it,” Ren nodded.
Moori: “…”
I said so much, and you just say, “Got it”?
“Thank you, then I won’t be polite,” Ren said, taking the Dragon Ball from Moori.
Moori smiled, feeling relieved in his heart.
He believed that even if the Grand Elder knew he was collecting Dragon Balls, he wouldn’t hesitate.
After all, it was Ren who saved the entire Namek.
This kindness was worth repaying.
Besides, even if your wish is excessive, you might be unable to fulfil it.
After all, to make a wish, you need to use the Namekian language.
And you don’t know the Namekian language, so if you want to make a wish, you need us to translate for you.
“Well… Ren, I’d like to ask if you have any wishes to fulfil by collecting the Dragon Balls?” Moori inquired.
“Elder Moori, my father once told me that learning a foreign language would be very useful,” Ren put the Dragon Ball on the nearby table, changed the subject, and looked at Moori.
“Learning a foreign language?” Moori was puzzled.
“I travel around a lot, and my biggest dream is to master multiple alien languages,” Ren replied.
Moori suddenly felt something was off.
It seems like this kid is leading me into a trap.
“So, Elder Moori, can you teach me the Namekian language?” Ren took advantage of the situation.
Before Moori could respond, Delta, who was beside him, patted his chest and volunteered, “Of course, no problem. Teaching you the Namekian language is on me.”
Moori: “…”
“Besides, if you can learn our Namekian language, it’s also a pride and honour for us Namekians,” Delta chuckled.
Moori didn’t want to speak anymore.
Why do I feel this kid’s purpose in learning the Turkish language… isn’t quite pure?
“Ren, when do you want to learn?” Delta asked.
“Let’s do it now,” Ren replied.
Delta: “…”
“Cough, what an impatient little guy,” Delta wiped his sweat.
Then, Delta was not stingy, giving Ren a simple explanation of some features of the Namekian language and its pronunciation.
Ren listened attentively and tried hard to learn.
An hour quickly passed.
Ren had somewhat mastered the Namekian language.
Although he couldn’t converse fluently with the Namekians in their language, making a wish to the Shenron shouldn’t be too much of a problem.
The Grand Elder hadn’t arrived yet.
But Vegeta had rubbed his head and was already awake.
As Vegeta opened his eyes, he saw Ren chatting and laughing with three Namekians.
Vegeta immediately leapt up from the ground and looked angrily at Ren.
Just as Vegeta was about to erupt, Ren spoke up.
“Let me introduce everyone. This is Vegeta, also the prince of our Saiyans,” Ren pointed at Vegeta and introduced.
Moori and the others: “…”
Is he your prince?
You’re quite disrespectful to your prince.
You even knocked him down with a slap.
“Hmph, Ren, spare me the sweet talk! Do you know what you did to me just now?” Vegeta angrily shouted.
“Your Highness, I was just testing your reaction so you won’t be caught off guard in the future,” Ren replied.
“Hmph, nonsense!” Vegeta snorted in anger.
“This is for you,” Ren said, picking up the Dragon Ball on the table and throwing it to Vegeta.
Vegeta was slightly stunned and immediately caught the Dragon Ball.
Then, Vegeta suddenly came to his senses, widened his eyes, and showed a face of excitement, eagerly asking, “Is this… the Dragon Ball that can grant wishes?”
Ren quickly nodded.
“Have you made a wish already?” Vegeta asked anxiously.
“I’m waiting for you,” Ren smiled, “You’re the prince, so even if you want to make a wish, you should go first. Besides, it’s said that the Dragon Ball will turn into a stone after making a wish.”
Moori: “????”
What are you doing?
Your conversation sounds a bit off to me.
Why do I feel like you’re trying to trick your prince?
“Hmph, that’s about right,” Vegeta’s anger gradually dissipated.
The next moment, Vegeta showed a proud smile, then burst into laughter, holding the Dragon Ball in his hand and shouting, “Let me, Vegeta, become a Super Saiyan!”
Then, nothing happened.
A cool breeze blew, and Vegeta’s hair fluttered in the wind.
Vegeta glared at Ren, pointing at the Dragon Ball and asking, “What’s going on? Why isn’t there any response?”
“There are a total of seven Dragon Balls. You need all seven to make a wish,” Ren replied, “Why are you in such a hurry?”
Vegeta: “…”
Vegeta felt bad at that moment.
Why didn’t you say so earlier?
“Are you playing with me!” Vegeta angrily glared at Ren.
“Someone’s coming,” Ren’s expression also became serious, and he stood up first, turning to look back at the sky.
“What?” Vegeta was taken aback, also looking in the direction Ren was looking.
“Vegeta, the person coming this time, has a very strong combat power, so please don’t act rashly,” Ren advised.
“A very strong combat power? Who are you trying to fool? Are there still powerful guys on Namek?” Vegeta snorted disdainfully.
Then, Vegeta immediately pressed the detector on his eye.
“Beep… Warning, warning… Combat power 20,000… 21,000… 22,000!”
“Boom!”
After the detector gave a few jumps in the readings, it exploded on the spot.
Vegeta exclaimed, closed one eye, and looked puzzledly towards the distant sky.
“Who is it? Is it Dodoria chasing after us?” Vegeta’s face changed again and again.
Soon, two green-skinned individuals gradually appeared in the sky.
“What? Namekians?” Vegeta immediately focused on the two Namekians who had just appeared in the sky.
Ren also looked up at the sky.
The two Namekians who appeared looked very old, and the other was a young man.
Ren knew both of them.
They were none other than the Grand Elder of Namek and the only combat-type Namekian, Nail.
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