"I'd like you to kill Piccolo."
The Celestial took a deep breath and made his request.
Just as I thought—
Hearing this, Zhang Qi understood.
"Lord Celestial! You can't do this!
Piccolo will die, yes, but you'll disappear too!"
Mr. Popo hurriedly spoke up.
The Celestial waved a hand, signaling for Mr. Popo not to worry.
Then he began explaining the whole story to Zhang Qi.
This part was more or less what Zhang Qi already knew.
To inherit the previous Celestial's position, the current Celestial had purged his own evil thoughts, which had eventually grown into Demon King Piccolo.
"Killing you or killing Piccolo makes little difference to me.
But I'm curious. What exactly is a god, and why must you purge your evil thoughts?"
Zhang Qi nodded, then asked curiously.
The Celestial froze for a moment.
He hadn't expected that to be what interested Zhang Qi.
"Earth is merely a grain of sand in the Milky Way."
The Celestial explained, "Above the galaxy, there is the World King.
The World King oversees countless planets, while I am merely an administrator he selected to look after Earth.
My duties are simple: maintain this planet's balance and guide departed souls to where they belong."
Zhang Qi considered this. He knew about the World King, who was essentially the administrator of the Milky Way.
"All right, I can help with that.
But I have one condition. I'd like to learn about the Celestial's power—"
Zhang Qi nodded and stated his request.
The Celestial's cloudy eyes widened slightly.
"You want to become the next Celestial?"
"Is that possible?"
Zhang Qi was taken aback. He had initially assumed only Namekians could become the Celestial.
But judging by what the Celestial had said, it seemed Androids could too—
"As long as you meet the