"I see…"
Bulma nodded, only half-understanding the explanation.
At that moment, Beerus rubbed his chin thoughtfully.
"Bulma, from what you just said… Son Goku will become a Super Saiyan on Planet Namek?"
"Yes."
Beerus narrowed his eyes.
"Now that's interesting."
He leaned back lazily.
"Before Gran appeared, Frieza had always acted as my representative. His strength was considered quite decent within Universe Seven."
"But if Son Goku successfully breaks through into the Super Saiyan state…"
"Then Frieza is definitely doomed."
"Not necessarily."
Gran shook his head.
"?"
Beerus and Whis both looked at him with puzzled expressions.
"The Frost Demon Clan's natural talent is terrifying," Gran said calmly while staring at the sky from his beach chair.
"If Frieza actually trains himself, then the outcome becomes impossible to predict."
In the anime, after returning from Hell, Frieza only trained for four months before unlocking his Golden Form.
That level of talent honestly made Gran suspect that if Frieza casually did a few push-ups, Son Goku might already stop being his opponent.
"Frieza's race has that much talent?" Beerus froze for a moment.
"Are you saying they're even more gifted than the Saiyans?"
Whis suddenly recalled something.
"Lord Beerus, Frieza's race truly is rather frightening."
"How so?"
"Lord Beerus, you should know that Frieza actually has an older brother, correct?"
"How would I know?" Beerus scoffed disdainfully.
"It's not like everyone's a monster like Gran. I don't waste time remembering random small fry."
"Lord Beerus," Gran suddenly interjected, "Frieza's older brother can no longer be considered small fry."
"What do you mean?" Beerus became even more confused.
"Lord Beerus, look."
Whis lightly waved his staff.
A scene instantly appeared in the sky above them.
It was the memory from years ago, when Gran had brought Bulma to that nameless planet to create the Super Dragon Radar.
At the time, Gran had been carrying out planetary cleansing duties within Universe Seven.
Meanwhile, Broly and Bulma—who had remained on the nameless planet—encountered Cooler.
Afterward, Broly fought Cooler in a brutal battle that ultimately ended with Cooler's death.
"This…"
Beerus' eyes widened.
"The Frost Demon Clan can actually transform into a golden form too?!"
Whis nodded.
"Even I was surprised when I witnessed that battle."
"Especially since Cooler had already cultivated his power to the First Stage of the God Realm."
"At that point in time, within Earth's surrounding universe, he could absolutely be considered the strongest known warrior."
Hearing this, Gran rolled his eyes inwardly.
He knew it.
There was no way he could have hidden the incident where he brought Bulma to build the Super Dragon Radar.
"So he had reached the First Stage of the God Realm…"
Beerus sighed with emotion before shaking his head.
"Still, it's unfortunate he encountered Broly."
"That boy is even more terrifying."
"Other than Gran, I doubt there's anyone in this universe more monstrous than him."
Hearing Beerus praise Broly made Bulma feel strangely happy.
After all, she and Broly were very close as well.
"Oh right, Lord Beerus," Bulma asked curiously, "how much longer until Broly leaves seclusion?"
Whenever Gran wasn't around, it had always been Broly protecting her.
So she genuinely cared about him.
"He's only been inside the Dimensional Tower for less than two years," Beerus replied with a yawn, sounding somewhat sleepy.
"He'll probably need quite a bit more time before coming out."
"I see…"
Bulma wisely chose not to disturb the three gods any further and quietly left the courtyard.
Gran remained lying on the beach chair, absentmindedly staring at the sky.
In the original anime, Frieza learned about the Dragon Balls by secretly listening through Vegeta's scouter, which was what led him to Planet Namek.
But now, Vegeta had long since betrayed Frieza.
Even his scouter and spaceship had already been replaced.
So…
Would Frieza still head to Namek like before?
Time continued to pass.
Bulma began making preparations for the journey to Planet Namek.
During that period, the awakened Son Goku also learned about the plan.
He did not oppose it.
Piccolo had died because of Vegeta.
Yet Goku had still chosen to spare Vegeta.
He felt guilty toward Piccolo, and because of that, he absolutely had to go to Namek and bring him back to life.
As for Bulma—
Her goal was to use Namek's Dragon Balls to cure Goku's heart disease.
Just like that, two weeks passed.
And today...
Vegeta's injuries had finally fully healed.
He stepped out from the healing chamber inside the spaceship, put on his battle armor, and stood before a mirror, silently staring at his reflection.
"Vegeta, you're awake?!"
An excited voice suddenly rang out behind him.
It was Tights.
She hurried over to his side.
"Mm."
There was still no light in Vegeta's eyes.
He looked like an empty shell, a walking corpse.
Seeing him like this, Tights felt heartbroken.
"That was Lord Gran… surviving in his hands is already incredible. You really shouldn't think too much about it."
"Yes… that was a candidate God of Destruction…"
A faint glimmer finally returned to Vegeta's eyes.
Seeing his reaction, Tights quickly continued:
"Didn't you come to Earth to search for the method to transform into a Super Saiyan?"
The dimness in Vegeta's eyes suddenly exploded into frightening brightness.
"You know the method?!"
"I don't."
"You!"
Vegeta instinctively wanted to explode in anger.
But this woman was different from Nappa and the others.
He forcefully suppressed his temper and lowered his head in disappointment.
"I may not know…"
"But doesn't Lord Gran?"
Tights clenched her tiny fists determinedly.
"Lord Gran, Lord Beerus, and Mr. Whis are all staying at my house right now!"
"We can ask Lord Gran directly!"
"And even if he refuses to tell us…"
"We can still ask Mr. Whis and the others, right?"
"Tights, you…"
Vegeta's heart trembled with emotion.
So this was the reason she wanted him to remain on Earth…
Without warning, he pulled Tights tightly into his arms.
"Thank you… thank you, Tights!"
Nestled against Vegeta's chest, Tights' eyes sparkled brightly.
She was clearly enjoying the embrace immensely.
"Come on! Let's go ask Gran—"
Vegeta paused awkwardly before correcting himself.
"—Lord Gran and the others right now!"
After kneeling before Gran, Vegeta understood that the grudge between them had finally been settled.
Without wasting another second, he grabbed Tights by the hand and hurried toward the exit of the spaceship.
As she was dragged along, Tights puffed up her cheeks unhappily.
This big idiot…
Couldn't he have held her just a little longer?
END OF CHAPTER
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