Bulma's Strange Behavior

"All right. Becoming a Time Patrol officer isn't such a big deal."

Gran thought of the GT timeline and the Future Timeline.

If he didn't join the Time Patrol, he probably wouldn't have much reason to visit those timelines as a Candidate God of Destruction.

"Don't trick me again next time, got it?" Gran glared at her.

"Mm-hmm."

Kronoa breathed a sigh of relief. Compared with Beerus, his disciple was much easier to talk to.

"Then stay here and get a feel for Space-Time Power." Kronoa prepared to leave.

"Where are you going?" Gran asked with a frown.

"Back to the Time Realm."

"And me? You're leaving me here alone?"

"What else?"

Kronoa looked puzzled. "I'm not the one who needs to understand Space-Time Power. Why would I stay? I'm busy, you know."

Gran was speechless.

He couldn't even argue with the little girl.

"I'm off, then. Take your time, and I look forward to hearing good news."

Kronoa turned to leave, then suddenly looked back to remind him of one more thing. "Oh, right. If something urgent comes up, remember to use the Time Ring on your hand."

With that, Kronoa left the turbulent currents without looking back.

Gran stood there alone, staring into space.

After a while,

Gran smiled helplessly. What else could he do? He would have to stay here by himself.

Gran didn't rush to comprehend Space-Time Power. Instead, he wandered through the turbulent currents.

These currents were different from the ones he had encountered before. Thousands upon thousands of them converged here, and the Space-Time Power within them was far more terrifying.

That must have been why Kronoa had said this was the best place for him to comprehend Space-Time Power.

After looking around, Gran finally settled his mind.

"Something you can only grasp for