Jaco rode his personal spacecraft to the Mission Hall, looking somewhat anxious.
The many aliens waiting to hand in and accept missions grew curious when they saw Jaco, a confidant of the Galactic King, arrive.
"There was no reason for Jaco to personally come just because an Earthling registered as a Galactic Patrolman... Could he really have 50,000 Battle Power?" At that thought, a short alien's face turned deathly pale, and his legs began to tremble.
The Galactic Patrol of today was nothing like it had been in ancient times. Anyone with over 10,000 Battle Power was an important combatant of the Galactic Organization, usually assigned to special missions and mostly serving in the Galactic Guard. Most of the aliens handing in and accepting missions in the Mission Hall had around 1,000 Battle Power. Krillin's 50,000 Battle Power naturally caused a huge stir there.
Jaco was famous for his sharp eyesight. Even Goku, a powerhouse with several billion Battle Power, could not compare to him. Jaco spotted Krillin from afar, and seeing that he was a bald youth, he could not help but let out a huge sigh of relief. "Thank goodness his hairstyle is different from that Saiyan's."
But when he remembered that Krillin was a powerhouse with 50,000 Battle Power, Jaco still grew a little nervous and hurried toward him.
"You must be Lord Krillin!" Jaco greeted Krillin respectfully.
Krillin sized up the Galactic Patrolman before him, who was dressed remarkably like Ultraman, and smiled mysteriously. "You're called Jaco, right? I've seen you on Earth!"
Jaco's relaxed expression immediately tensed as he shouted, "How is that possible?"
Krillin smiled again. "Then I must have mistaken you for someone else."
"It must have been a mistake," Jaco said hurriedly. "Wait, if you mistook me for someone else, how did you know my name?"
Krillin did not give Jaco time to think further. He had merely felt like scaring him a little. "Take me to see the Galactic King!" Krillin had checked with his Ki. It seemed he had been overly cautious before; there were no particularly powerful figures in the Galactic Patrol. In that case, an Earthling with 50,000 Battle Power registering as a Galactic Patrolman was indeed worthy of a personal audience with the Galactic King.
Jaco nodded somewhat uneasily.
"Don't worry. I've never seen you before, Jaco," Krillin said as he looked at him.
"All right, follow me."
"Shadao, wait here for me," Krillin said as he turned to Shadao.
"Yes, Lord Krillin." Shadao was counting entirely on Krillin to take him back.
The defenses at the Galactic Headquarters were truly advanced. Krillin could not help but marvel at the Space Cannons, though the Z Fighters on Earth were far more precious than anything else.
"Visitor from Earth, welcome to becoming a glorious Galactic Patrolman." The Galactic King's solemn voice rang out.
How shameless. I haven't even registered yet, and I'm already a Galactic Patrolman? Is the Galactic King that eager to recruit me? Krillin inwardly mocked.
Krillin stepped forward. "Thank you, Galactic King." As he looked at the Galactic King, Krillin could not help but feel curious. Why are all hidden powerhouses such little guys? Pfft, pfft, hahahaha. Krillin desperately held it in and answered with a perfectly serious expression.
The Galactic King looked Krillin over and asked again, "Why did you choose to become a Galactic Patrolman?" He stared at Krillin sternly.
Damn it, why is there one of these questions here too?
Krillin began spouting nonsense with a straight face. "I grew up listening to stories about the Galactic Patrol. The wise and mighty Galactic King led the Galactic Patrolmen to defeat countless space pirates. From that day on, my dream has been to become a Galactic Patrolman."
That was way too ridiculous. It was even worse than King Kai's bad jokes. I wonder... Krillin looked at the expressionless Galactic King.
The Galactic King clearly enjoyed Krillin's words. The effect was different depending on who said them. If one of his subordinates had said that, the Galactic King would certainly have found it utterly nauseating. But Krillin was a great expert with 50,000 Battle Power, so hearing those words from him made the Galactic King feel as refreshed as a spring breeze.
The Galactic King let out a hearty laugh. "Earthling, your choice is undoubtedly correct. The Galactic Organization bears the responsibility of maintaining peace in the universe."
"I will personally register you," the Galactic King declared loudly.
The Galactic King took out an unknown object that looked remarkably like a Kajiya Vajra. He waved it around at Krillin while chanting a strange spell. A moment later, he took out a watch-like device and handed it to Krillin. "All right, this is your exclusive equipment."
Krillin casually took it. Suddenly, a hologram shot out from the watch, displaying the following information:
Galactic Patrolman: Krillin Position: Galactic Sheriff Mission: None Points: 10000
Seeing the information, Jaco could not help feeling envious. After working for so many years, he was still only a slightly more special Patrolman than an ordinary one. Yet Krillin had become a sheriff the moment he arrived, and he had so many points. Back when Jaco had gone to Earth on a mission, he had only been given 1,000 points...
Krillin looked at the information and found it fairly good. He had become a sheriff just like that. Krillin smiled inwardly. In the original story, had Krillin not eventually become a police officer? He had not expected to truly become a "sheriff" ahead of time. Krillin knew what points were for, but he did not know how much purchasing power they had.
Krillin chatted "pleasantly" with the Galactic King for quite a while, then used work as an excuse to slip away and return to the Mission Hall.
The Galactic King remained blissfully immersed in Krillin's endless flattery. If Krillin had seen the scene, he would definitely have said disdainfully, "Your subordinate may be untalented, but when it comes to flattering leaders, that's what I wrote."
When Krillin returned to the Mission Hall, his status was completely different from before, and naturally, so was the treatment he received. This was the hierarchy of the Galactic Headquarters. No matter what, the Dragon Ball World still operated on the principle that whoever had the strongest fists got to speak. In the world of the strong, there was no place for the weak. That was simply how it was.
Shadao, who had been waiting nearby for a long time, hurried over when he saw Krillin emerge and asked excitedly, "How did it go? Did you make it, my lord?"
"What did I make?" Krillin asked with feigned composure.
"I mean, did you register as a Galactic Patrolman?" Shadao continued.
"Oh! No, I didn't."
Shadao looked utterly unconvinced. With his lord's strength, how could he possibly have failed?
"I didn't become a Patrolman, but I did become a sheriff," Krillin said with a smile.
"Really?" Shadao's face was filled with excitement. Anyone unaware of the situation would have thought he was the one who had become sheriff. He stood frozen in place, his face full of shock.
After walking several dozen meters away, Krillin called without turning back, "Keep up, Shadao. We're going to the reception room to pick a mission."
"Oh!" Shadao snapped back to his senses and hurriedly chased after Krillin.
Krillin browsed the missions in the reception room. These missions had ranks, from E-rank to SSS-rank, arranged from low to high. Most E-rank missions involved scouting or mining energy resources, and someone with around 200 Battle Power could complete them. As for SSS-rank missions, there were several of them, all basically calling for the elimination of Frieza, Cooler, and the like. The Galactic Organization really had admirable courage, Krillin inwardly mocked.
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