"King Frieza, your wish has been granted. Is there anything else I can do for you?"
The Grand Elder looked down at Frieza, his tone respectful.
Frieza realized he still had to look up to speak with the Namekian Grand Elder!
How irritating!
With a light push off the ground, Frieza floated into the air and looked down at the Grand Elder.
Ah, that was much better!
"I hear your Namekian people know many wondrous forms of magic. Can outsiders learn them?"
Frieza thought of Dende's Healing Technique.
As for creating Dragon Balls, he wasn't interested. Their creator couldn't make a wish, and ordinary Dragon Balls were of little use to him compared to the Super Dragon Balls.
"The magic of our people comes from awakening our bloodline. We've never actually tried to see whether outsiders can learn it!"
Seeing anger stir in Frieza's triangular eyes, the Grand Elder quickly added more.
"Please calm down, King Frieza. You can try learning them. With your unparalleled talent, I'm sure mastering these techniques won't be difficult!"
Beads of sweat the size of beans clung to the Grand Elder's forehead. He feared that if Frieza flew into a rage and turned the planet into fireworks, their entire people would be wiped out!
"Oh-ho-ho-ho! Tell me about your magic, and I'll choose what I want!"
Hearing Frieza's words, the Grand Elder didn't dare delay. He hurriedly listed several techniques.
"Scouter Technique, Healing Technique, Body Extension Technique, Potential Unleash, Egg Laying Technique, Spatial Storage..."
When Frieza heard Egg Laying Technique, he imagined an egg bulging out of a tiny throat, covered in slime. The thought disgusted him to no end.
"Healing Technique and Spatial Storage. Those two!"
Frieza thought it over. The Body Extension Technique seemed pretty disgusting, but it was useful, so he added that one too.
And the Scouter Technique could apparently read someone's battle power. That was quite practical.
"Blue, Cassis, Aruk, Bichi, you four are responsible for teaching these techniques to King Frieza!"
"King Frieza, these four are the best at using the techniques!"
Looking at the four people who all looked exactly alike, Frieza wondered how anyone could tell them apart. Was it the different markings on their bodies?
One day later!
Blue and the others lay in four deep pits. If they hadn't still been breathing, no one would have thought they were alive.
It wasn't that Frieza had failed to learn the techniques. Quite the opposite: he'd mastered every one of them, and was far more proficient than the Namekians!
What angered Frieza was that the Healing Technique could only be used on others, not himself!
Spatial Storage had a range of only two cubic meters!
He hadn't tried the Body Extension Technique. He had no desire to mutilate himself!
But he doubted it was any better!
He'd wasted a whole day learning a bunch of useless techniques.
Well, not entirely. At least he now had somewhere to put the Dragon Ball-created clone, and the Scouter Technique was useful too.
One thing worth mentioning was that the clone had only his appearance. It possessed none of the Frieza Race's natural talents, and not the slightest bit of fighting power!
Frieza was so furious about it that he nearly ground all his teeth to dust!
Even the Namekian Shenron was so unreliable. That made it easy to guess how useless Earth's Shenron would be.
Frieza really wanted to find the Super Dragon Balls, but that seemed rather difficult. He'd have to travel all the way to Universe 6.
And although Frieza had a battle power of 120 million, he was still nothing special. There were enough people on Grand Kai Planet who could beat him senseless to form a long line!
Shin's record might have been unimpressive, but he still had a battle power of 800 million!
As for Dragon Ball Super, battle powers were measured in the trillions. They could scare Dodoria to death!
What would Frieza wish for if he could make a wish to Super Shenron?
Was he supposed to tell everyone that all he needed was a gender?
He wasn't picky. Male or female, either was fine!
Inside the Grand Elder's room!
"Grand Elder, are you sure Frieza won't kill us?"
Someone who looked almost exactly like Piccolo asked the Grand Elder.
The Grand Elder's eyes grew profound, his gaze seeming to reach into the distant past and future.
"He probably won't. King Frieza didn't destroy Planet Yardrat. It seems he's changed from the way he used to be!"
"Deep down, I sensed human emotions in him!"
As if to prove the Grand Elder's words, Frieza used Instant Transmission to return to Ice Planet.
He locked onto a machine that emitted a special energy signature. He had left it on Ice Planet before to test his Instant Transmission technique.
Bang!
Frieza punched a huge hole in the ground and jumped straight in without hesitation.
This time, he wasn't there to train. He was there to store the clone.
Using the principle of asexual reproduction, Frieza put one of his cells into the clone, letting it absorb the cell in the freezing environment.
He wasn't sure whether it would eventually produce a puppet clone that obeyed his every command, but it was worth a try.
"Oh-ho-ho-ho, don't disappoint me, Frieza II!"
After he said that, Frieza vanished from the area, leaving only the frozen Frieza II behind.
Dodoria had been troubled lately. He felt as if King Frieza had abandoned him!
As Frieza's number-one lackey, his battle power was nowhere near enough to control the Frieza Force, so lately he could only stay put at Frieza's Main Base.
Whoosh!
Frieza suddenly appeared beside Dodoria, who had been so gloomy that he nearly burst into tears with relief.
"King Frieza!"
"Oh-ho-ho-ho, Mr. Dodoria, you look delighted!"
After casually saying that, Frieza sat on his throne.
"Go to Planet Metamor!"
"Yes, King Frieza!"
Dodoria came back to life in an instant. He could rely on his powerful boss again!
No, wait—he could throw his weight around under his boss's protection!
Neither phrase sounded very flattering!
"Where's Vegeta now?"
Frieza held a glass of red wine and took a satisfied sip.
It tasted pretty good.
Dodoria immediately tapped the control panel a few times, and an image appeared on the screen.
It showed Vegeta sitting inside his spherical spaceship, still in sleep mode.
It seemed Vegeta was still traveling through space.
That made sense. Only a few days had passed. In the original story, Vegeta had traveled for a whole year!
Frieza had no intention of killing Vegeta and Son Goku outright. Without those two, what would be the point of having crossed over into the Dragon Ball World?
"Oh-ho-ho-ho! I'm looking forward to seeing you grow, Vegeta!"
Dodoria: This is the important part. Circle it—it'll be on the test!
As the publicly acknowledged emperor of the universe, Frieza had the fastest and most comfortable spaceship. It took only three months to reach Planet Metamor.
If he'd known which ki belonged to Planet Metamor, he wouldn't have needed to spend so much time aboard a spaceship!
"Go back to headquarters and wait for orders!"
Hearing those words again, Dodoria's heart sank halfway.
But he didn't dare voice the slightest objection. He still left obediently in his spaceship.
As for why Frieza no longer needed a spaceship, Dodoria wouldn't even think of asking. Unless he wanted to die!
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