Looking at all anime, Dragon Ball is definitely the most passionate and powerful anime (no arguments accepted).
Gran came to this world and became a Saiyan. He didn't want to be lost among the crowd in this passionate world, and even less did he want to die inexplicably from the aftermath of a powerful warrior's battle, like an ant!
He also yearned for thrilling battles, wanted to enjoy the pleasure of breaking through limits, and wished to stand at the top of the pyramid, looking down on all beings...
Most importantly, Vegeta almost killed him right after he transmigrated. He must beat Vegeta until he's spitting teeth!
Of course, all of this requires him to possess formidable strength!
And now, there's an opportunity.
Whis is the Grand Priest's son. He is Beerus's attendant and also Beerus's master.
For Beerus to be so powerful, besides his own talent, the remaining credit must go to Whis.
Whis is a born guide, and his power is unknown to anyone. If there's anyone in this world most suitable to be Gran's master, it could only be Whis!
Seeing that Whis didn't speak, Gran continued, "I won't let you teach me for free. From now on, I'll be responsible for all your meals. This is my payment, what do you think?"
Gran humbled himself greatly. Is this shameful?
Shameful my ass!
Son Goku and Vegeta, the protagonists of Dragon Ball, were even more subservient when they begged Whis and Beerus to become stronger!
If even they could go to that extent, how could Gran not?
This is Whis!
Forget just making delicious food for Whis; if Whis can really teach him to cultivate, he'd even run naked!
Seeing Whis remain silent, Gran's heart suddenly grew uneasy.
No way, has he not conquered his stomach yet? That shouldn't be the case!
Just as Gran was starting to feel a bit desperate.
"Alright."
Whis nodded gently.
Gran was stunned for a moment, then instantly reacted. It worked!!!
"Thank you, Mr. Whis!"
Gran was so excited he jumped up and down.
Seeing the little brat's excited look, Whis's lips curved slightly.
If he hadn't intended to let Gran stay in the World of the Gods of Destruction, how could he have brought him here?
The dimensional changes in Gran were truly too bizarre, and this indeed piqued his curiosity. He wanted to see what secrets this little guy was hiding.
Of course, the payment this little guy mentioned couldn't be missing either!!!!
"Although I've agreed to guide your training, the time you spend in the World of the Gods of Destruction might not be very long," Whis suddenly said.
?
Gran instantly calmed down from his excited state. His two small eyebrows furrowed. What did Whis mean by that?
"Since you've read the history books of your Saiyan Clan, you should also know that the master of the World of the Gods of Destruction is the God of Destruction."
Whis looked back at Beerus's sleeping palace.
Gran understood instantly: "You mean if Lord Beerus awakens, he'll drive me away, right?"
"Drive?"
Whis shook his head and smiled faintly: "Given Lord Beerus's dislike for the Saiyan Clan, it's possible he might even destroy you."
Hearing the word "Destruction," Gran shivered violently.
"Destruction" is the God of Destruction's ultimate technique; it can destroy anything weaker than it.
Once destroyed, even Shenron cannot restore it!
Of course, Super Shenron is an exception.
Gran then thought of Beerus's cool pose when he unleashed "Destruction." He instantly forgot his fear and became fanatically excited!
Since Whis has agreed to teach me, I must also learn the "Destruction" technique!
No, wait!
I should learn all the skills Whis possesses!
Watching Gran's expression constantly change, Whis's mouth twitched.
What on earth is this little guy thinking? At this moment, he should be afraid of Beerus awakening!
Why does he seem so excited?
"I'm not afraid. As far as I know, Lord Beerus also seems to like delicious food."
Gran suddenly spoke, his voice very childish: "Even you, Mr. Whis, have been captivated by my cooking. I don't believe Lord Beerus can resist!"
Boom—!
Whis's heart suddenly skipped a beat.
This little guy is right. Given Beerus's fanaticism for food, he really might spare Gran.
Oh no!
Then he wouldn't be the only one who could enjoy such delicious food!
"What's wrong, Mr. Whis?" Gran suppressed a smile, naturally understanding Whis's thoughts.
"You..."
Whis looked at him with eyes full of resentment, grumbling, "You kid, you understand us very well."
Gran shut his mouth, not daring to speak further.
"Alright, today you adjust your condition, and tomorrow I'll guide your training. Also, don't forget the payment you mentioned."
"Yes."
Gran breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Whis didn't press further.
Under Whis's magic, a small house appeared by the lake, and Gran officially settled in the World of the Gods of Destruction.
......
Frieza's headquarters.
This planet was filled with a sense of technological industry. Inside a palace.
"Lord Frieza, that brat Vegeta has completed the planet clearing mission." A handsome man spoke; he was Zarbon.
"Hmm, don't give him time to train. Continue to assign him new missions."
Frieza, sitting in his "baby pod," spoke slowly.
Frieza was covered in a hard outer shell, with blood-red eyes and purplish-black lips, and two tear-like lines below his eyes.
He looked extremely evil!
"Yes."
Zarbon hesitated to speak.
Frieza narrowed his eyes, his voice hoarse: "What's wrong?"
"Lord Frieza, Vegeta's squad is missing a Saiyan."
Zarbon continued to report: "According to the recording transmitted by the scouter, that Saiyan is named Gran. He was ambushed by natives and severely wounded, but in the end, he was abandoned by Vegeta."
"Oh ho ho~~"
Frieza suddenly burst into laughter, his laugh as chilling as a poisonous snake.
Zarbon couldn't help but tremble. At this moment, he dared not speak, fearing that the King would suddenly make an example of him.
"There are hardly any members left of the entire Saiyan Clan, yet this Saiyan Prince still abandons his own people. This brat Vegeta is cold-blooded enough, and stupid enough!"
Frieza laughed until tears came out, then shifted his gaze: "Mr. Zarbon, wouldn't you say?"
Cold-blooded?
Who in this world is as cold-blooded as you, Frieza? Zarbon naturally didn't dare to say these words, so he followed with a cold laugh:
"Indeed, quite foolish. How could such a foolish race possess the legendary Super Saiyan!"
Hearing this, Frieza nodded with satisfaction: "Indeed, how could such a foolish race possess a Super Saiyan? Mr. Zarbon truly has unmatched wisdom. You may leave now."
"Yes!"
Zarbon bowed and quickly turned to leave the palace, not wanting to stay any longer near the capricious King.
Sure enough, as soon as he walked out of the palace gates, Frieza's chilling, evil laughter suddenly echoed from within the palace again.
Zarbon shivered all over. Without looking back, he quickly flew away from there.
On the other side.
The 5-year-old Vegeta returned to Frieza's headquarters. Not long after he left his spaceship, he suddenly received a new mission from his communication device.
Vegeta's small face twisted with anger: "Damn it, Frieza is really treating me like free labor, isn't he!!"
Raditz cautiously said, "What's wrong?"
"Shut up, aren't you getting on the spaceship?"
Vegeta jumped into the spaceship and turned his head, saying, "You'd better not hold me back, or Gran will be your fate!"
Vegeta, not yet influenced by Bulma, was still too evil. His words made all the members of his small squad tremble.
"Yes!"
Several small spaceships took off with flames, quickly disappearing from Frieza's headquarters.
