So You're Gods

"She lives on the same planet as I do, so you can rest easy on that front," Champa replied.

"I'm so conflicted; I don't want to be a live-in son-in-law..." Lu Fan muttered.

Vados covered her face, rendered speechless.

Champa's expression darkened.

What kind of nonsense was this?

What the hell kind of live-in son-in-law!

"Well then, it's settled happily; from today on, I'll be living with little Vados," Lu Fan declared.

Champa was speechless.

Didn't you just disagree?

Your change of heart is way too fast.

"So, what do I need to bring back to make Cola?" Champa asked.

"This whole set of equipment needs to go," Lu Fan said, pointing at the Cola-making apparatus, "and that tree over there should be moved as well."

Champa: "..."

He certainly has a lot of demands.

But for the sake of drinking Cola, Champa had no reason to hesitate.

Champa stepped forward and uprooted the tree, then reached out and grabbed the Cola equipment with a wave of his hand.

"Alright, we can go," Champa said. "Go ahead and hug that tree, I'll carry you."

Lu Fan immediately stepped forward and hugged Vados instead.

Vados: "..."

"Don't hug me, go hug the tree," Vados said, at a loss for words.

"Hugging you is more comfortable," Lu Fan said.

Vados didn't want to talk anymore.

"Forget it, let's go," Champa said, feeling speechless.

This kid never plays by the rules.

Better just get going.

Vados didn't object, letting Lu Fan hold her just like that.

"Clack!"

Vados tapped her staff lightly against the ground.

Instantly, a radiance as brilliant as the stars rapidly enveloped Lu Fan and Vados.

"Whoosh!"

Vados took Lu Fan into the void, entering outer space.

Champa, dragging the massive Cola Tree and the manufacturing equipment, followed behind with purple-red energy blazing around him.

"Little Vados, you're amazing; you fly so fast," Lu Fan exclaimed.

Vados smiled faintly.

"Hmph, kid, there's a lot you don't know yet," Champa caught up and snorted.

"You guys are gods, right?" Lu Fan asked suddenly.

Champa: "..."

"It seems you aren't a complete idiot after all," Champa chuckled.

"Are you very powerful?" Lu Fan asked with a smile, not at all offended.

"Of course, I am the most powerful god in our universe," Champa nodded proudly.

"Is that so?" Lu Fan smiled slightly.

"What? By the look on your face, you don't believe me?" Champa rolled his eyes. "I'll show you my immense power right now."

"Whoosh!"

As he spoke, Champa flicked his hand, hurling a ball of purple-red Destruction Energy.

The Destruction Energy hurtled toward a massive star in the distance.

"Pop!"

The purple-red energy struck the massive star in an instant.

In a mere heartbeat, the giant star shattered into pieces, turning into dust and vanishing without a trace.

That entire sector of space dimmed immediately.

"Clap, clap!"

Lu Fan clapped his hands vigorously.

"How about that, kid?" Champa said smugly.

"Impressive. I've truly learned something new today," Lu Fan nodded emphatically. "If we were to convert that into the combat power levels of us Saiyans... the numerical value of that strike you just unleashed is simply beyond calculation."

"Combat power? What is that?" Champa asked Vados, tilting his head.

Vados picked up her staff and examined it carefully.

"Combat power is a numerical value for energy used by the Frieza Force in Universe 7, which can be measured through advanced instruments," Vados explained. "However, such instruments cannot detect divine power; they can only measure ordinary energy. Lu Fan is correct—if you were to truly convert that move of Destruction into a combat power level, it would likely be an astronomical figure."

"Kid, what is your combat power?" Champa asked with a smile.

"I don't know," Lu Fan shook his head.

"Forget it, it doesn't matter. If you can provide me with Cola that satisfies me, I might teach you a move or two when I have some free time," Champa smiled.

"Many thanks," Lu Fan replied.

"Kid, you're quite lucky. Training under me will allow you to achieve twice the result with half the effort." Champa chuckled softly.

"Um, Big Fat Cat... I have a question I'd like to ask," Lu Fan said.

"Don't call me Big Fat Cat! Since you know I am a god, you should address me as Lord Champa!" Champa said with a darkened face.

"Fine, Lord Champa," Lu Fan nodded.

"That's better," Champa replied with satisfaction, then asked, "Speak, ask whatever you wish."

"That move you just used—how large can you condense it?" Lu Fan inquired.

"What do you mean?" Champa was stunned.

"Exactly what it sounds like," Lu Fan explained, adding, "Volume."

"Volume?" Champa was slightly taken aback, failing to see the point of Lu Fan's question.

"Yes, volume," Lu Fan nodded.

"There's no point in asking that. Destruction is about the power of the destruction itself; what does volume have to do with it?" Champa shook his head.

"Is it true that the larger the volume, the greater the power?" Lu Fan asked again.

"In principle, that is the case, but it's not entirely accurate," Champa explained. "Take the Destruction you condense—or 'energy,' as you call it. While you can condense energy to a great degree, if you simply pursue volume while ignoring the essence within, the power will deviate."

"I'm talking about a scenario where the essence is not ignored. Is it true that the larger the volume, the greater the power?" Lu Fan countered.

"Of course that's the case," Champa nodded. "Does that even need to be said? It's like comparing two objects of the same density; the larger the volume, the greater the power. But if you compare the same volume of cotton and iron, there's no comparison to be made."

"So, how large of a Destruction can you condense right now?" Lu Fan asked.

Champa: "..."

You went in circles for so long just to bring the question back to the start...

Vados listened silently from the side, casting a thoughtful glance at Lu Fan.

"Ho ho, the volume of Destruction Lord Champa can currently condense is roughly the size of Planet Vegeta," Vados suddenly said.

"You can condense it to that size?" Lu Fan feigned shock.

"Hmph, that's nothing," Champa snorted. "Destruction of that intensity, if I wanted to, would be enough to destroy an entire universe."

"Is that so? How amazing!" Lu Fan nodded vigorously.

"Kid, do you realize how powerful I am now?" Champa hummed smugly. "Be polite to me in the future. Wiping you out would be as simple as crushing an ant."

"Mm-hmm," Lu Fan responded.

Champa: "..."

Why do I get the feeling this kid isn't afraid at all?

Did you drink too much Cola and rot your brain?

Forget it, why am I bothering to argue so much with a human?