State of Mind

Inside a palace at Frieza Headquarters.

"Lord Frieza, Vegeta has returned after completing another mission," Dodoria said, bowing toward the upper reaches of the palace.

A "baby carriage" hovered above the palace, with Frieza seated inside. He said blandly, "Did the surveillance devices send back any news?"

"Reporting to you, my lord, another Saiyan from Vegeta's squad has died. Their squad now has only six members left."

"Anything else?"

"Oh, right, my lord. According to Vegeta, quite a few members of the Saiyan Clan are still scattered across the universe."

Dodoria gave a wicked grin. "One of them is Raditz's younger brother. I heard he was exiled to a barren planet called Earth."

"Earth? Never heard of it. How strong is he?"

"..."

Dodoria's face suddenly turned bright red as he held back his laughter.

Frieza's expression darkened. "Hmm?"

Dodoria hurriedly apologized. "My lord, forgive me. Raditz's younger brother's Battle Power is just too ridiculous. His Battle Power at birth was only 2!"

"Battle Power of 2?!!"

Frieza's pupils abruptly contracted, and the corner of his eye twitched wildly.

A Saiyan with only 2 Battle Power!!!

Could that even be considered a human's stats? Even a dog probably had more power than that!

Frieza's face instantly turned crimson, and he could no longer hold it in.

"Ohohoho~~~"

"..."

Dodoria had always thought his lord's laughter sounded like it came from an idiot, but he did not dare say it.

"My lord, since so many Saiyans are still out there, should we send someone to eliminate them to prevent future trouble?"

"Do you think a cripple with only 2 Battle Power is worth dealing with? Don't waste our time."

Frieza abruptly stopped laughing and waved a hand. "Go. Continue having Vegeta carry out planet-cleansing missions. My planet-selling business cannot do without those few."

"Yes!"

His lord might have been a little temperamental, but what was wrong with his lord simply wanting to be a cosmic real estate tycoon?

As long as he followed his lord, he could live well and eat well. Dodoria still greatly respected his lord!

Dodoria bowed and left the palace. After he departed, idiotic laughter soon echoed through the palace again.

"Ohohoho~~~"

"A trash race that can even produce cripples with 2 Battle Power—how did they dare call themselves a warrior race?!"

Elsewhere.

Not long after Little Vegeta returned to Frieza Headquarters, he received another mission. His face immediately turned pitch-black.

Raditz, standing nearby, asked, "Vegeta, what is it?"

Little Vegeta turned around, his tone brimming with killing intent. "That bastard Frieza is sending us out on another mission!"

"What?"

Nappa flew into a rage. "Is he really treating us like beasts of burden?!"

"Shut up!"

Little Vegeta suppressed the fury in his heart. Ever since Planet Vegeta had exploded, the treatment his squad received had taken a sharp turn for the worse.

"Let's go!"

Defy Frieza's orders? Little Vegeta might have been young, but he was not stupid.

Without Planet Vegeta as his backing, if he dared disobey Frieza's orders, the Ginyu Force would probably eliminate him the very next second!

"Doesn't he always want us carrying out missions? Fine, then we'll go on a mission. But this time, we won't come back for three years!"

"Yes!"

Raditz and the others' eyes lit up.

Before long, seven small spacecraft left Frieza Headquarters once more.

God of Destruction Realm.

Another week passed. Gran had been in the God of Destruction Realm for more than a month now.

"Ha!!"

A sturdy little boy hovered in the void. He fired an energy blast ahead, then turned into a streak of light and chased after it.

When he reached the front of the energy blast, he thrust both hands forward, firing another energy blast from his palms.

Boom—!

A deafening explosion instantly thundered through the sky.

"He really has mastered every strand of power in his body. This kid is truly a monster!"

Whis stood by the lake, watching the commotion in the sky. He could not help nodding.

The smoke in the sky dispersed, and Gran came back into view. The collision between the energy blasts had not harmed him at all.

"It's still too violent!"

Gran hovered in midair, looking down at his hands.

More than a month had passed since he arrived in the Dragon Ball World. He had first come to the God of Destruction Realm, then entered a mysterious world and gone through a desperate escape.

As for his increase in strength, according to Whis, his Battle Power had now reached 320,000.

Some people might say that after receiving guidance from an Angel for over a month, only gaining this much Battle Power was far too little!

In fact, that was not the case!

Strictly speaking, Whis had not even begun guiding Gran's training. He had merely sent Gran into that mysterious world once.

Besides, Gran was only six years old. He was still at the stage of building his foundation.

On top of that, his potential had only recently been awakened. The fact that his Battle Power had risen from 160,000 to 320,000 was thanks to those repeated desperate escapes in that mysterious world!

"Mr. Whis."

Gran descended from the sky and said helplessly, "I feel like my power is still too violent. It always causes me to make wrong judgments in battle!"

"Ohoho~"

Whis smiled. "It is already quite good that you can notice that."

"Then what should I do to calm my power down?"

"First, make me a complete Chiaotzu feast!"

Whis curled his lip.

A week ago, when this little guy had been making Chiaotzu, he had actually mixed in a whole batch with no filling.

Half had filling, while the other half was nothing but wrappers. Was that something a person could do?

Gran grinned broadly. "Who told you not to warn me beforehand about the horrors inside that room?"

"If you do not want to make them, then I will not teach you either."

"Damn you, Whis. Fine, I'll do it!"

Gran angrily ran over to the stove and got to work.

Whis watched his small retreating figure and chuckled. "Trying to fight me? You are still too green!"

Half an hour later.

Whis finally got to enjoy a proper Chiaotzu feast. Chiaotzu that were not all wrapper really tasted wonderful!

After Whis finished eating and cleaned everything up.

Gran stood by the lake, his gaze burning. "All right, it is time to teach me how to calm my power down, isn't it?"

Whis rolled his eyes at him but stopped teasing him. "You can already control your power freely, but do you know what power truly is?"

"Power? Isn't power just power?"

Gran pretended to be confused.

He could roughly guess what Whis was about to teach him. It should be related to "ki."

Sure enough!

"It is ki!"

Whis said blandly, "Everything possesses ki. Ki is the root of a person's strength. Only when your ki grows stronger can your power grow stronger."

Gran fell into thought. "So my power is violent because my ki is violent?"

"That is right."

Whis gave Gran a look that said he could still be taught. "You are a Saiyan, and you should have fought throughout the universe before. You know something about those aliens as well, correct?"

"Mm."

"You Saiyans and those other aliens are actually all the same. The environment of constant warfare has long thrown your ki into disorder."

Whis said helplessly, "If your ki is chaotic, how could your power possibly not be violent?"

"Then how can I calm my ki down?"

Gran suddenly recalled what Whis had said a week ago and probed, "Could the state of mind you mentioned before be the way to resolve this violent ki?"