The Grand Priest glanced this way.
"You're a human. Isn't it only natural for you to kneel before a god?" Champa was so angry that steam nearly came out of his nose. "Hurry up, the Grand Priest is looking over here."
"Mr. Champa, who is the person beside you?" the Grand Priest asked with a smile.
"Ah... His name is Lu Fan... He's an outstanding drink mixer, and he wanted to come over and see the excitement..." Champa wanted to cry. His whole body was trembling.
"Greetings, Grand Priest. My name is Lu Fan." Lu Fan took over, speaking neither humbly nor arrogantly. "I've heard you're the chief steward of the gods throughout the Omni-Universe. I've admired you for a long time, so I came to observe..."
The Grand Priest: "..."
Admiration was one thing...
But what did he mean by "observe"?
"Kid, shut up! Do you even know what you're saying?" Champa regretted it bitterly.
I really shouldn't have brought this kid along.
No, Vados was the one who wanted to bring him.
Champa glared at Vados.
"Grand Priest, I made this cola. It's so hot out—why not have a taste?" As Lu Fan spoke, he raised his hand, and a can of cola appeared in it.
"Cola? I've heard a little about it. I heard a delicious new drink came out in Universe 7. So you're the one who made it, Mr. Lu Fan." The Grand Priest smiled. "Very well, I'll give it a try."
"Lord Champa, hurry and take it to the Grand Priest." Lu Fan handed the can of cola to Champa.
Champa: "..."
Why couldn't you take it yourself?
Why were you making me do it?
"It wouldn't be appropriate for me to go. I'm only human, and facing the highest-ranking god directly puts a lot of pressure on me," Lu Fan explained with utter conviction.
Champa: "..."
Vados: "..."
The Grand Priest: "..."
Even Hit was sweating profusely.
You said facing the highest-ranking god put a lot of pressure on you...
I'm the one under pressure, all right?
I'm kneeling here.
And you're standing perfectly straight.
Who would believe you were under pressure?
After hesitating for a second, Champa immediately took the can.
The moment he took it, Champa froze again for two seconds.
What was this thing?
He'd never seen packaging like this before.
What other secrets was this kid hiding?
But Champa didn't dare dwell on it. He hurriedly held the can of cola and appeared in front of the Grand Priest in a flash, presenting it with both hands.
The Grand Priest picked up the can and gently pulled the tab.
"Hiss..."
Bubbles of carbon dioxide fizzed inside the can.
"This design is quite clever and environmentally friendly," the Grand Priest praised.
Lu Fan: "..."
Were you really the one who should be using the word "environmentally friendly"?
The Grand Priest quietly took a sip of the cola.
"It really is delicious," the Grand Priest exclaimed. "No wonder so many people were lining up on Gourmet Planet in Universe 7. Mr. Lu Fan, you truly have a remarkable talent for this."
"You flatter me, Grand Priest." Lu Fan nodded.
"How many cans of this cola do you have?" the Grand Priest suddenly asked Lu Fan.
"I have plenty," Lu Fan replied. "I came here this time hoping to give my cola to the contestants as prizes."
"Very well. Let's give each winning contestant one can of cola as a special reward," the Grand Priest said thoughtfully.
"Understood." Lu Fan didn't object.
Champa: "..."
Vados said nothing, wiping the fragrant sweat from her face.
But then she thought it over. For the contestants, this really was an excellent reward.
After all, the winners weren't supposed to receive any extra prizes.
The only prize was the position of God of Destruction in the New Universe.
The ones who would truly receive a reward were the Gods of Destruction from their original universes.
The God of Destruction from the original universe would receive seven Super Dragon Balls and have any one wish granted.
"Only one can each, Grand Priest?" Vados asked suddenly, taken aback.
"The competition will be a one-on-one elimination tournament... There are currently contestants from eight universes competing to become God of Destruction," the Grand Priest replied.
"Huh? Only eight universes are competing, Grand Priest?" Champa asked, slightly puzzled.
Why weren't the other four universes competing?
"The Gods of Destruction of Universe 1, Universe 5, Universe 8, and Universe 12 said they wanted to focus on their work, so they won't be competing this time," the Grand Priest said with a smile. "This competition is entirely voluntary. I didn't insist that you take part."
"Focus on their work?" Champa wiped his sweat.
The Gods of Destruction of those four universes were idiots.
Iwān, Arak, Liger, Jin!
You four idiots!
You deliberately said you wanted to focus on your work so the Grand Priest would think more highly of you, didn't you?
It was just as well they weren't competing!
That gave us a better chance.
Champa looked down on those four Gods of Destruction for their decision.
"That kind of work ethic is certainly something a new God of Destruction should learn from," Lu Fan remarked.
The Grand Priest looked at Lu Fan meaningfully and nodded, lost in thought.
This human was quite interesting.
He actually understood the true purpose of a God of Destruction.
"Whoosh!"
As they were talking, a dazzling ball of light appeared in the air above the circular platform.
The light faded, revealing three familiar faces.
Lu Fan recognized them at a glance: Whis and Beerus from Universe 7 had arrived.
And the contestant they'd brought...
Was Majin Buu!
Lu Fan slapped his forehead.
The timeline didn't quite add up.
At this point, Son Goku should still be a little kid. He hadn't even begun his journey to find the Dragon Balls.
How had Majin Buu appeared?
At this point in time, Majin Buu should have been sealed inside the Demon Egg.
He understood...
There was an eighty percent chance that Beerus had released him.
Majin Buu?
Hit?
Which of them was stronger?
Lu Fan was leaning toward Hit.
With his strength, Hit could easily defeat Majin Buu.
But it was hard to say for sure.
Majin Buu could do all sorts of things. Maybe he could turn Hit into chocolate and eat him...
Of course, those were only Lu Fan's guesses.
The result would depend on how their match turned out.
High above,
Beerus looked down as well.
"That's Champa. They got here before us," Beerus said thoughtfully, then frowned in confusion. "Wait, that's not right. Why did they bring two contestants? Weren't we told that each universe could only choose one contestant to compete for the position of God of Destruction?"
"Perhaps... the other person is just here to watch?" Whis guessed.
Beerus: "..."
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