Time Is the Most Worthless Thing
A light spring rain falls, like silver threads descending from the sky. Gazing into the distance, the green mountains seem to soar into the clouds, and a row of raindrops drips from the eaves like a beautiful beaded curtain.
The Royal Palace is in an excellent location.
Looking down from the sloping giant peak, one can see rows of houses neatly arranged at the foot of the mountain. The Saiyan houses are built from a single piece of material, and from a distance they look like hollowed-out stone blocks. Their shapes are strange and sharp, full of wildness. They are not particularly beautiful, but they are exceptionally sturdy.
As a warrior race, Saiyan do not have high requirements for living conditions.
The only requirement is that it be sturdy.
Putting aside everything else, at least when Saiyan children are playing around, a sturdy house can significantly reduce the area of damage.
The Royal Palace.
After finishing their training, Roland returned to their resting place with Meluria. Upon entering, they saw Askari disciplining three girls with a pointer. Caulifla and Kale were potential powerhouses of the Saiyan race, and Alice was Melutis's daughter, so their training was given special attention.
Normally, Meluria personally disciplines them, only entrusting Askari with their training when Melulia goes out for training.
Seeing that Roland and the others had returned, Askari waved her pointer to let the children continue training, and walked over with a bright smile.
"How is the cultivation of these children progressing?" Roland asked.
"Caulifla started to disobey, but a beating would make her behave. Alice and Kale are quite well-behaved, but Kale is too introverted and timid, not at all like Saiyan," Askari said truthfully.
"Kale's introversion is due to her personality; let it be."
Roland nodded slightly, looking at Askari, "Take this time to learn the fighting techniques of the Saiyan from Universe 6. The Royal Palace has many records of ancient Saiyan training, which we don't have. Learn from their strengths, integrate their knowledge, and you'll gain unexpected benefits."
"I know, I haven't let my guard down at all."
Askari nodded earnestly, her bright eyes like a clear spring.
"Let's not talk about that anymore. What did you gain from this trip?"
"Meluria has mastered the power of the Super Saiyan transformation."
"You know I didn't mean that," Askari said, her face close to Ascari's, a slight smile playing on her lips. "When we take down Meluria, I'll explain to Mom for you."
Roland rolled her eyes at Askari, tugged at her cute ear, and said irritably, "You're asking for a beating too! Get ready to get a taste of your own medicine!"
"Mom won't mind. The reproduction of the royal Saiyan is beneficial to our development, and it's also a good opportunity to connect the two Saiyan groups." Askari rubbed her ears, which were a little red from being pulled.
Roland glanced at Askari in surprise, not realizing that the child had already learned to think about problems from a holistic perspective.
But to set your sights on your own father is going a bit too far!
"Before worrying about these useless things, you should settle your marriage first."
Roland glanced at Askari indifferently. Askari pursed her lips and said, "I don't have anyone I fancy. Those people are too weak; they can't even transform into Super Saiyan."
Roland was speechless for a moment, and also somewhat worried.
Yes, Askari's horizons broadened after she became stronger.
How could an ordinary Saiyan possibly catch her eye? Upon closer inspection, there really wasn't a single man on Planet Sadala who could match her.
Will she ever find another partner if things continue like this?
Roland couldn't help but worry about his daughter's future. Actually, Son Gohan or Android 17 from another timeline would be ideal choices, but unfortunately they already had partners.
Bah! How could my daughter possibly be unable to get married in the future?
He shook his head, dismissing the unfounded worry. Instead of fretting about such things, he should focus on how to handle his relationship with Meluria.
Deep in the universe.
The vibrant and colorful Realm of the God of Destruction is filled with all sorts of fantastical scenes. Amidst rolling clouds, patches of rosy light, and flashes of lightning, several enormous celestial bodies slowly orbit a central, rhomboid planet within the thick fog.
The towering ancient trees disappeared into the clouds; the trees were so enormous that the lakes and mountains below looked like tiny leaves in comparison.
On land, a figure with silver-white hair and dressed in a purple-red Godly Robe sat on a tree stump, fishing expressionlessly and motionless. However, judging from the empty wooden bucket beside him, the person's fishing skills were not very good.
Not far away, two beautiful figures, radiating golden light, were fighting fiercely.
Sephiria and Melutis have been in the Realm of the God of Destruction for several months now, but because Roland hasn't come, they haven't entered the Planet God-Killer.
Suddenly, the sky twisted, and Roland crossed the void to appear on the Beerus's Planet.
Seeing Whis sitting and fishing, Roland walked behind him, intending to give him a push.
"Roland, you're here. You're a few months late." Whis's calm voice rang in his ears. He cast his fishing rod, letting the hook go further out.
"We were delayed in Universe 6 for a while."
Roland looked at the wooden bucket. "Not a single fish caught?"
Whis said, "Fishing doesn't necessarily mean catching fish. Killing time is also a form of exercise. You'll understand when you're older."
"I cannot comprehend this level of understanding."
"You'll understand. Time is the least valuable thing to gods. Without a strong heart, too much time can be a form of suffering. Lord Beerus sleeps for decades, not only because he genuinely enjoys sleeping, but also because his lifespan is so long that he has to find something to do."
Although Roland didn't have a personal experience of it, she couldn't help but feel a deep sense of respect after hearing it.
Gods are fundamentally different from mortals. They are responsible for the stable operation of the universe and inevitably have to repeat tedious work year after year. For example, North Kai, who lives on King Kai Planet, has been alone for tens of thousands of years. If he had to live such a boring and tedious life, Roland felt that he would go crazy.
Admittedly, a long lifespan is something to be envied, but Roland doesn't like being confined to one place.
He seeks a carefree and unrestrained life.
Seemingly sensing Roland's thoughts, Whis smiled faintly and said nothing more. The profound mysteries of the Spirit God Realm cannot be explained in a few words. Roland had not advanced to the level of the cosmic sequence, so naturally he could not know the secrets within.
Only when one truly becomes a god will one realize that, for the eternally unchanging universe, time is the least valuable thing.
"You handled the Time Machine matter well this time. If Lord Beerus could be as diligent as you, my job would be much easier. Hey, how about becoming the new God of Destruction after Lord Beerus dies?"
Hey, Beerus, the God of Destruction, isn't dead yet!
Fortunately, Beerus, the God of Destruction, was asleep; otherwise, if he had found out, he would have been furious.
Roland thought to himself, "I don't know what to say about Whis's quick search for the next God of Destruction. Are you hoping that Beerus, the God of Destruction, will die sooner?"
"I'm sorry, I don't think I'm up to the job of God of Destruction."
Roland politely declined, explaining that becoming God of Destruction would grant him the blessing of the universe's rules, making him incredibly powerful, but his life would also be bound to that of the Supreme Kai.
Roland would never accept such an act that unnecessarily creates a fatal weakness for herself.