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Krillin browsed through the missions. He skipped the low-level ones outright. He had a very clear purpose in choosing missions—working for the Galactic King was out of the question in this lifetime. He planned to find planets containing high-energy materials and quietly make a fortune for himself.

The Galactic Patrol Organization truly deserved to be an old-established force. Its mission records were incredibly extensive and spanned enormous lengths of time; some missions had even been posted for thousands of years. Krillin filtered through several criteria: remote locations, invading forces of a certain scale, and planets invaded because they possessed relatively abundant energy resources.

After one strict filter after another, the number of missions dwindled. The first one that caught his eye was a mission from two hundred years ago.

Defeat King Cold's invasion: 1,000,000 points. Mission difficulty: A-rank

Krillin could not help but sneer at the mission. Two hundred years had passed, yet not a single Galactic Patrolman had taken it. Everyone knew King Cold's Family was not to be trifled with. These so-called Galactic Patrolmen were merely a faction that occupied the moral high ground.

Krillin accepted the mission. He had already planned to investigate the matter anyway, so he might as well earn some points along the way.

As Krillin continued browsing, another mission caught his attention.

Investigate why Planet Prot became a dead planet in a short period of time: 1,000 points. Mission difficulty: D-rank

"Turned into a dead planet in such a short time?" Krillin rubbed his chin in thought, his gaze sinking into memory. "What could turn an entire planet into a dead planet? Could it be..."

A gleam suddenly flashed in Krillin's eyes, and he thought in alarm, Spirit Tree Fruit! Only Spirit Fruit could absorb a planet's life force in such a short time. Once a planet lost its life force, it would naturally become a dead planet.

It was said that Spirit Tree Fruit contained the Life Essence of an entire planet. It was tremendously nourishing to the body, and most importantly, it could restore a person's vitality. In the later days of Dragon Ball, everyone had grown old, including the Saiyans. If he possessed Spirit Fruit, would he not be able to keep his companions eternally young?

Krillin's own dimension had risen, and his lifespan had increased accordingly, so he was not worried about his own longevity. Saiyans also retained their youth for an exceptionally long time. But seeing his companions grow old one by one and become frail with age would be a tremendous torment to his heart. With Spirit Fruit, none of that would be a problem.

Krillin was no devil, but he was certainly no angel either. When the time came, he could find one of Frieza's planets and plant a Spirit Fruit Tree there. No one would call him a devil; on the contrary, they would praise him as a righteous warrior protecting the galaxy.

The mission had been posted a year ago. Planet Prot was extremely far from Galactic Headquarters, or else a mission worth 1,000 points would not have gone untouched for so long. That only further confirmed Krillin's guess. It had to be Turles. His strength should still have been weak at this point. Having just obtained Artificial Human Seed, he had no choice but to flee to a remote place and secretly plant a Spirit Fruit Tree to avoid the Galactic Patrol and other forces.

Now that Krillin knew, he naturally would not give up on Spirit Fruit. He had to search for it no matter what. Planet Prot lay on the edge of the Eastern Galaxy, east of the Straw Hat Galaxy. Even using the Galactic Organization's most advanced spacecraft, the journey would take over a month. He would first head to the Straw Hat Galaxy to search for energy. Once he had energy, he could do whatever he wanted.

Krillin accepted only these two missions. Compared with them, the other missions simply were not worth much.

To reach the Straw Hat Galaxy, Krillin needed a high-performance spacecraft. Instant Transmission still had major limitations for him at present. He spent most of his time traveling and barely had time to train. Besides, ten thousand points were practically free money.

"With ten thousand points, let's see what I can exchange them for." Krillin casually opened the points exchange list.

High-grade energy ore: 100 points

Artificial Human Seed: 100–1,000 points (price varies depending on Battle Power)

Spacecraft: 2,000 points

Space Cannon: 10,000 points

"Damn, there really are quite a few good things here." Krillin browsed through the list.

Krillin pressed the purchase option. The brightly lit spacecraft icon immediately dimmed. New items would only appear on the points list after the current items had been purchased, so what one could buy still depended somewhat on luck.

"Buy them all so no one else can buy anything. Hahaha... Looks like I don't have quite enough. Forget the Space Cannon; I'll buy everything else. I'm really curious how these Artificial Humans grow." Krillin intended to play the villain to the bitter end.

Purchased items would be delivered to the space base and could only be retrieved using the owner's personal Galactic insignia information.

After completing his purchases, Krillin immediately felt refreshed, without the slightest hint of heartache. Shadao stared blankly from the side. He had spent so much in one go? Shadao could hardly believe it. That was ten years of his savings.

Krillin headed outside, while Shadao stood frozen in place. Amused, Krillin returned and nudged Shadao with his elbow. "Come on, what are you spacing out for?"

"Where are we going?" Shadao asked stupidly, his eyes blank.

"To the space base. We'll collect the spacecraft and head for the Straw Hat Galaxy," Krillin said, suddenly serious.

"Huh? Ah?" Shadao was so excited that he could barely speak.

Krillin brought Shadao to the space base. Put simply, it was a logistics warehouse. Goods traded by the commercial planets under the Galactic King all had to pass through the space base for transfer.

Krillin walked up to a staff member and said, "I'm here to collect supplies."

"What supplies? Do you have proof of purchase?" the staff member asked arrogantly. The department in charge of supplies had always acted this way.

Shadao stepped forward beside him. "Are you blind? This is the newly appointed Sheriff Krillin, personally appointed by the Galactic King himself! You're just a lowly logistics worker—who gave you the nerve to be so arrogant?" With that, Shadao quickly returned to stand behind Krillin, looking exactly like...

The staff member clearly did not believe him. The Galactic King had only just appointed Krillin as sheriff. Only the higher-ups knew the news, and it had not yet been announced. Naturally, those at the bottom had not heard due to the delay in information.

Krillin did not want to waste words on small fry. He casually tossed his information to the staff member and watched him indifferently.

The staff member looked at the information. At the very top were several large words: Sheriff Krillin. He immediately panicked, his hands trembling as he stammered, "G-Greetings... Lord... Lord Krillin."

Krillin said flatly, "Arrogance and prejudice will only bring about your own destruction."

"Yes... yes." The staff member's legs trembled.

"Lead the way!" Krillin suddenly barked.

The staff member was so frightened that he dropped to his knees, his face full of terror. "W-Where to?"

Krillin broke out in a cold sweat. "To get the equipment!"

Krillin arrived at the warehouse in the rear. Because he was a high-ranking official, his supplies had been placed separately in their own warehouse.

Krillin looked at the spacecraft in the warehouse, somewhat puzzled. Alien technology was so advanced, so why did they not have tools like Hoi-Poi Capsules? He simply could not understand it.

"Shadao, go pilot the spacecraft. Prepare for departure!" Krillin called to Shadao, who was looking around idly.

"Yes, Lord Krillin." Shadao immediately dashed toward the spacecraft.

PS: My tooth hurt all day. People say toothaches aren't illnesses, but when they hit, they really are unbearable, so this update came a little late. Tomorrow's update may also be later than usual.

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