The Super Saiyan God's Wager

Beerus glanced at Lin Fan, who was gorging himself beside him, and spoke indistinctly while chewing on alien roasted meat.

"You guy, you're simply a monster among Saiyans."

He wasn't just saying that for the sake of it.

Back in the day, he had visited Planet Vegeta.

The Saiyans there were all incredibly arrogant, yet when added together, they weren't even worth a flick of his finger.

But this Lin Fan before him, despite also being a Saiyan, had completely surpassed him, a God of Destruction, in just three years.

If not for the iconic tail behind Lin Fan and his own admission of being the Saiyan Progenitor, Beerus would have suspected that this guy was some god who had lost his memory.

"Seriously."

Beerus swallowed the meat in his mouth, his expression becoming a bit more serious.

"Your existence has made both Whis and me realize that the Saiyan race is actually not weak at all."

Lin Fan grinned, picked up a piece of meat, stuffed it into his mouth, and responded vaguely.

"There has never been a shortage of monsters among Saiyans."

As he chewed the meat, he muttered to himself.

If nothing else, the growth rate of those two guys, Son Goku and Vegeta, in the later stages was also absurdly off the charts.

As he thought about this, Lin Fan's movements suddenly paused.

He suddenly remembered something.

A few days ago, Beerus seemed to have mentioned that he had a prophetic dream.

The content of the dream seemed to be related to the Super Saiyan God!

Thinking of this, a surge of excitement instantly welled up in Lin Fan's heart.

He had been so busy sparring with Whis that he had almost forgotten such an important plot point!

In his excitement, Lin Fan slammed the table.

"Bang!"

A loud crash echoed.

The entire table, crafted from special materials, was shattered into pieces by his palm.

The roasted meat and fine wine on the table were scattered all over the floor.

Beerus's face turned black instantly.

He clenched his fists tightly, glaring at Lin Fan, veins bulging on his forehead.

"Lin Fan!"

"What the hell are you doing!"

"Why did you smash a perfectly good table!"

"And my meat! My wine! It's all ruined!"

Seeing Beerus in such a rage, Lin Fan rubbed his nose, feeling a bit awkward.

Whis shook his head helplessly, then a smile curled at the corners of his mouth.

He slowly raised the staff in his hand and gave it a gentle shake.

A pale golden light flashed.

In the next second, the shattered table actually restored itself bit by bit.

The roasted meat and wine that had spilled onto the floor also returned to the table, exactly as they were before, without even a speck of dust on them.

This was the power of an Angel: time reversal.

Beerus's anger subsided by more than half instantly.

He snorted, picked up a piece of roasted meat, and took a huge bite, effectively forgiving Lin Fan.

Seeing this, Lin Fan quickly leaned in, his face full of smiles.

"Uh, Beerus."

"That prophetic dream you mentioned a few days ago."

"Is it related to the Super Saiyan God?"

Hearing the words "Super Saiyan God," Whis paused in his movements.

He turned to look at Beerus, his eyes carrying a hint of teasing.

"Oh? So you actually told Lin Fan about your prophetic dream."

"Come to think of it, Beerus, your prophetic dreams have a pitifully low accuracy rate."

"Just like last time, when you said you dreamed your idol moved into your neighborhood, but after waiting excitedly for several days, you didn't even see a shadow."

"Whis!"

Beerus's face turned bright red in an instant.

He slammed his hand onto the table, though this time, he managed not to shatter it.

Pointing a finger at Whis, he shouted in a fit of exasperation.

"What kind of nonsense are you spouting!"

"That incident was an accident! An accident!"

"And another thing, don't you ever bring it up again!"

Watching Beerus fly into a rage out of embarrassment, Lin Fan couldn't help but chuckle.

Good grief, who knew even a God of Destruction could have such embarrassing moments.

He quickly interrupted their bickering and pressed him again.

"Alright, alright, stop arguing."

"Beerus, tell me, does that prophetic dream really have something to do with the Super Saiyan God?"

Beerus took a deep breath, suppressing the fire in his heart.

He thought for a moment, then nodded.

"That's right."

"The dream did indeed mention a Super Saiyan God."

"However, it was just a dream, after all."

"I don't care about it anymore."

"Who knows if this prophetic dream is just another fake."

Beerus clearly held no hope for it anymore.

After all, his prophetic dreams were rarely ever reliable.

Lin Fan, however, grinned, crossed his arms over his chest, and wore an expression of absolute certainty.

"No."

"This prophetic dream of yours is real."

"The Super Saiyan God does indeed exist."

He paused for a moment, then added a final remark.

"I guarantee it as the Saiyan Progenitor; I am absolutely not lying to you."

As soon as these words were spoken, both Beerus and Whis were stunned.

Their faces were filled with astonishment.

Especially Beerus.

He forgot to chew the grilled meat in his hand, his eyes wide as saucers, staring at Lin Fan in utter disbelief.

"What did you say?"

"The Super Saiyan God really exists?"

"My prophetic dream... has come true?"

This was the first time in history!

Whis was also filled with surprise.

He looked at Lin Fan and asked curiously.

"Lin Fan, are you certain?"

"How do you know that the Super Saiyan God truly exists?"

Lin Fan offered a mysterious smile, offering no further explanation.

He couldn't exactly tell them that he was a transmigrator who knew the plot, could he?

Beerus was already completely worked up.

He abruptly dropped the grilled meat in his hand, stood up, clenched his fists, and his entire body trembled slightly.

"Where is he?"

"Where is the Super Saiyan God?"

"I'm going to find him!"

"I'm going to have a match with him!"

"I want to see for myself if this so-called Super Saiyan God is truly worthy of the title 'God'!"

Watching Beerus's excitement, Lin Fan spoke calmly.

"He is on Earth."

"Earth?"

Beerus paused.

He had no impression of that name.

Whis, meanwhile, raised his staff again and gave it a gentle shake.

The next second, a holographic image appeared before the three of them.

In the image was a blue planet.

It was Earth.

Whis looked at the image and slowly spoke.

"Found it."

"Earth, coordinates XXXX."

"Speaking of which, after Planet Vegeta was destroyed, the surviving Saiyans seem to be on this planet."

"Excellent!"

Beerus shouted excitedly.

He looked at Whis impatiently.

"Whis!"

"Hurry!"

"Let's go to Earth now!"

"I can't wait!"

Seeing Beerus's impatient demeanor, Lin Fan suddenly spoke.

"Wait."

Beerus and Whis turned their heads simultaneously, looking at him in confusion.

Lin Fan walked slowly to Whis's side, a playful smile tugging at the corner of his lips.

He looked at Whis and slowly said, "Whis, how about we make a bet?"

"Bet on what?"

Whis raised an eyebrow and asked with interest.

Lin Fan's gaze swept over Beerus before returning to Whis, his smile growing brighter.

"Let's bet on who between the two of us can cultivate the most powerful warrior in Universe 7."