The Division of Angel Realm Power

Over the next few days.

As Beerus put it, life should not consist of nothing but training. One also had to enjoy life properly.

So Gran began living like an ordinary Earthling. Every day, they slept, ate, fished, and entertained themselves...

Gran even played the part of Long Aotian a few times when he encountered robbers while out sightseeing.

The people robbing him were even the most wanted bandits in West City. They pointed their guns at Gran, a Candidate God of Destruction.

Gran actually rather enjoyed such little farces. They reminded him of Gohan's high school life as Long Aotian.

Now, he could put on a proper performance too.

When facing those bandits, Gran did not immediately destroy them. Instead, he played house with them.

Only after he grew tired of it did he slap them to death. Someone recorded his cool move and had it broadcast on television.

This won him the hearts of a large number of young girls and married women in West City.

Gran now had a certain amount of fame in West City. Wherever he went, fervent fans would run up to ask for his autograph.

Today.

Gran had intended to be surrounded by people. Just as he was about to take his fishing rod to the sea, Whis called out to him.

In the courtyard, Whis sat beneath a parasol, drinking tea. He set down his teacup. "Gran, come over here."

Gran looked over and saw Whis and Beerus sitting beneath the parasol, so he walked over. "What is it?"

"What is it?"

Beerus raised his head. "Your power has broken through to the Angel Realm. Aren't you curious about what levels the Angel Realm is divided into?"

At that, Gran's eyes lit up. He quickly sat down beside the tea table. "I