Kill Frieza Across Every Timeline

[Mother, what is she going to do?]

In the shadowy corner on the third floor, Trunks, trying to keep his breathing as quiet as possible, would occasionally peek out, his gaze fixed on the direction where his mother Bulma, was.

At the door of that mysterious Beckett room.

[What kind of transaction are you referring to?]

What kind of deal did my mother make with that man?

[We are complete strangers.]

Trunks, his mind racing, frowned, unable to make a dent in the answer for a long time.

They're inside?!

Trunks was about to move closer to continue eavesdropping, suddenly widened his eyes because he saw his mother walk into Beckett's room!

That blue Doraemon even closed the door?!

"Lord Beckett." Woz, the robot cat who constantly reminded himself to be careful not to address Beckett as "Your Highness" anymore, brought the nervous Bulma before Beckett.

"This woman wants to make a deal with you."

Beckett, leaning against the window gazing at the moon, remained unmoved.

"I can help you see Frieza and give you a chance for revenge," Bulma said thoughtfully after taking several deep breaths.

Buzz!

"Mother!"

A flash of cold light appeared first, followed by the sword striking like a dragon!

With his crimson-gold hair moving without wind and a solemn expression, Trunks charged straight at Beckett, who was reaching out to Bulma!

"Is this all the power you have?"

The sharp blade was held immobile above Beckett's head. Trunks, feeling as if a mountain had suddenly been placed on his back, hunched over and gritted his teeth, but still managed to shield the astonished Bulma behind him.

This force... this power...

How could that be...?

Such terrifying power...

Is such terrifying power really something Saiyan could possess?!

The sweat pouring down his face gradually blurred Trunks's mind. Trunks, who had never received systematic combat training since birth, now felt the despair that Android 17 had experienced before his death.

"No!"

"Beckett!"

Trunks isn't—

"I know." Beckett gave Bulma a cold glance, which made her feel as if she had fallen into an ice cave.

"Now, tell me how to get to Frieza."

Beckett's face remained cold as he watched Trunks struggle under the pressure he had placed upon him.

"I know, I'll tell you! I'll tell you!"

"I can build you a Time Machine and then use Time Machine to send you back to the time when Frieza and his son had just arrived on Earth!"

With her son's life at stake, Bulma revealed her entire time-travel plan.

"However, this would alter time. Your universe would change from having only one future to one of many possibilities for the future."

Woz blinked curiously at Bulma, who was crouching on the ground holding Trunks, and asked, "Are you sure this won't have any impact on your universe?"

"To be precise, it could trigger a series of things that I could not have predicted at all."

"But so what?"

"This world is left with only Trunks and me. We have nothing left to lose."

Looking at her son, who was so weak he was unconscious but still breathing, in her arms, Bulma breathed a sigh of relief and looked up at Beckett.

"At least doing this lets me know that in another time and space, in another time and space different from my universe, Vegeta, everyone, and I may still be living together, instead of being separated forever like we are now."

With tears welling in her eyes, Bulma took her son's arm and led him away slowly.

"Tomorrow, I will give you Frieza's timeline."

"No, I've changed my mind."

?!

Bulma's body stiffened abruptly.

"I need you to provide all the timeline information about Frieza's activities."

"If I could do that, I could take your son through time and let him change the past you want to change."

With a cold smile playing on his lips Beckett finally revealed his ambition.

He had sensed something was off about Bulma before, and when he heard her tell Woz that she wanted to use their machine materials to build a Time Machine, Beckett understood what Bulma was up to.

She wants to change the past and create a new future that is different from the present.

This led Beckett to a crazy idea—he would use Bulma's knowledge of Frieza to kill all known Frieza in all known timelines!

All of them!

However, he didn't know Bulma and didn't know if she would provide the truth.

Therefore, if Beckett wanted to obtain the most complete information, he had to ensure that Bulma wouldn't have any ulterior motives when providing the information.

Trunks thus became a tool for him to exert psychological pressure on Bulma.

After giving Bulma a strong warning, they then offered her a sweet treat, making Bulma feel that she wouldn't lose too much and might even make a small profit, thus prompting her to provide a more comprehensive timeline.

One hand holds a carrot, the other a stick.

Having weathered countless storms, Beckett has now learned to think like his adoptive father, Thanos.

After all, he was Thanos's child.

The stubborn kid has finally become the person he once admired the most.

However, this growth came at a price that caused Beckett immense pain.

He created a brand new universe with his own hands, yet he still couldn't bring back the person he admired most.

"I... I understand."

Give me two days, and I'll give you a complete schedule.

Just as Beckett predicted, after being given a hard time, Bulma, who had survived the ordeal, even felt a little bit of a profit when she heard the conditions Beckett offered.

Dragon Ball, Universe 7, Earth.

Piccolo, who had long since merged with the Earth Kami, awoke from a nightmare with a pounding heart and a few beads of cold sweat on his forehead.

"What's going on...?"

"That dream I just had..."

"A new... Saiyan?"

"How is this possible...?"

"And Frieza..."

"That guy... how could he..."

Piccolo looked very unwell.

Frieza should have been dead already, so why...?

Why could he still sense his aura?!

That evil aura, and another strange and powerful aura...

Before he could even think about who the Saiyan in his dream was, Piccolo flew straight out the door.

That aura belonging to Frieza filled him with immense worry.

Son Goku is nowhere to be found and has not yet returned. Right now, Earth is very likely to face the tragedy of Planet Namek once again.

Damn it!

I wish a rich woman like Bulma could see right through my stubbornness and tell me I don't need to try anymore. (orz)