The Saiyans Had Changed!

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Louis stood up from his chair and stared deeply at King Vegeta's back. Why did he feel like King Vegeta had changed? Was it just his imagination?

"Louis, are you really not going to help your people?"

"Survival of the fittest. That's the natural law you told me about!"

Louis replied coldly.

In truth, with his current power, he could easily defeat Frieza even without transforming into a Super Saiyan.

But what was there about the Saiyans that was worth helping?

Besides, Frieza would eventually be killed by the protagonist of Dragon Ball. It wasn't as if Louis needed to get involved!

It was just...

Louis felt strangely irritable. He couldn't explain why, but he kept thinking that King Vegeta had changed after joining the Galactic Patrol.

"Oh-ho-ho! You're very clear-eyed, Louis. No wonder you're Lord Beerus's candidate!"

Whis then turned to Merus and said seriously, "Have you understood the angels' rule of neutrality?"

Merus ignored Whis completely. Just like King Vegeta, he turned and left without a backward glance.

Whis: "..."

After leaving the Galactic King's office, Louis took another lap around Galactic Patrol Headquarters.

He was distracted the whole time. Only when he encountered Saiyans along the way did he focus, occasionally nodding to himself.

The Saiyans really had changed a lot, especially in terms of their combat power. Almost all of them had broken through 8,000.

An 8,000 combat power—that was how strong Nappa had been when he invaded Earth. And don't forget, that was still early in the Dragon Ball story.

An 8,000 combat power was already very impressive!

Had the S-Cells in the Saiyans' bodies really awakened?

But...

How could these naturally evil Saiyans awaken their S-Cells?

In the end, Louis left Galactic Patrol Headquarters with Whis.

On their way back to the God of Destruction Realm,

"You really aren't going to help your people?"

Whis had noticed that Louis seemed distracted. Covering his mouth, he chuckled.

"What are you laughing at? I said I wouldn't help, so I won't!"

Louis draped an arm over Whis's shoulder and grumbled.

Whis chuckled. "Someone's really stubborn. He was in such a hurry before we got to Galactic Headquarters. I thought he had some kind of plan, but it turns out he's been focused on his people the whole time!"

"Stop taking roundabout ways to insult me!"

Louis thought for a moment, then asked, "Whis, investigate what the Saiyans have been doing since they joined the Galactic Patrol."

Whis nodded. He first stopped in the middle of space, then waved his staff.

A short while later,

"After the Saiyans joined the Galactic Patrol at Lord Beerus's command, they stopped invading other planets and began carrying out missions issued by the Galactic Patrol."

"Over the past ten years, the Saiyans have completed 30,000 Galactic Patrol missions and protected 3,605 races!"

"They've destroyed 4,083 bands of space pirates and killed a total of 103,000 intergalactic criminals!"

The more Whis spoke, the more astonished he became. At last, he looked at Louis. "Louis, it seems your Saiyans have changed!"

"Changed?"

Louis furrowed his brow.

Weren't Saiyans naturally evil?

No, wait!

In the original story, the Saiyans hadn't been evil from the beginning. They'd only become that way after a civil war.

Louis thought of someone else.

Yamoshi!

Yamoshi's story said that he and five kindhearted companions had broken out of a civil war, and that at the crucial moment, he had transformed into a Super Saiyan!

That was the beginning of the legend of the Super Saiyan!

And the beginning of the legend of the Super Saiyan God!

Louis smiled. "Whis, if the Saiyans ever run into danger, let me know!"

"Louis, didn't you say—"

"I'm just thinking of what's best for Universe 7. Look at the Saiyans now. In just ten years, some of them have already surpassed 100,000 in combat power."

"If they're given more time to develop, won't they easily raise the average power level of the universe's inhabitants?"

"Louis, you know, that actually makes a lot of sense!" Whis stroked his chin, his eyes lighting up.

"Exactly. That's why I asked you to keep an eye on the Saiyans' safety. Otherwise, who knows how long it would take the universe to produce another gifted race?"

Louis raised his chin proudly.

He made it sound as if that were really his reason. Whis didn't call him out, merely covering his mouth as he laughed.

"Lord Louis is right. I was overthinking it."

"Hmph!"

Louis stubbornly snorted twice more.

Whis was about to say something else when his brow suddenly furrowed.

"Louis, Miss Tights is in danger!"

"What? She's already in danger? Then let's hurry!"

In another stretch of space,

Aboard a Galactic Patrol spaceship, two people looked anxious.

Five other spaceships were chasing them.

"What do we do? What do we do? I can't believe the Frieza Force spotted us as soon as we left!" Tights grabbed Jaco by the shoulders and shook him repeatedly.

"Stop shaking me! Any more and I'll pass out!" Jaco cried. Stars were floating before his eyes.

Tights stopped shaking him and shouted, "You said you were an elite Galactic Patrolman, but you can't even deal with those nobodies behind us. You really know how to lie!"

"I... When did I lie to you?"

Jaco was about to continue, but his expression suddenly changed. "This is bad. The ships behind us are even more advanced this time. We can't lose them. They're about to attack!"

[Warning, warning!]

[Strong energy fluctuations detected behind the ship. Pilot, take caution!]

The alarm kept blaring. Its piercing sound left Tights in a panic.

Was she really not going to get away this time?

No!

She hadn't written the novel that would make her famous across the universe yet!

"Tights, do you remember what that Saiyan at Galactic Patrol Headquarters said? It's worth a shot—call for Whis!"

At those words, memories of their earlier conversation flashed through Tights's mind.

"If you get into trouble, just call for Whis. I'll come save you. Consider it my way of thanking you!"

Desperate, Tights looked up and shouted, "Whis!!!"

Whoosh!

Space outside the spaceship rippled, and two figures emerged.

Louis had received Tights's distress call and immediately had Whis bring them over.

Fortunately, they weren't too far away. Otherwise, even Whis's space-warping might not have been fast enough!

After all, space-warping was still slower than Instant Transmission. He'd have to find a chance to learn that technique.

Louis appeared outside the spaceship.

Five electromagnetic shock waves shot toward them.

He raised a hand and swept it through the air. The shock waves were immediately deflected to the side.

Then Louis grabbed at the empty space!

The five spaceships ahead instantly crumpled together, becoming five lumps of scrap metal. The people inside were crushed into bloody pulp.

Inside the spaceship,

After shouting "Whis," Tights had kept her eyes tightly shut.

She had already given up hope. How could shouting someone's name possibly make them come and save her? It was ridiculous.

But a moment later!

[Energy fluctuations behind the ship have disappeared. Alarm deactivated.]

"The alarm's off?"

Tights froze and slowly opened her eyes.

Jaco pointed outside the spaceship, excited. "Tights, look outside!"

What was out there?

Tights looked—and froze.

Two figures floated outside the spaceship, smiling at her.

They were none other than the Saiyan she had met at Galactic Patrol Headquarters and his attendant!

Hiss!

Tights drew in a sharp breath. Someone really had come to save her just because she called his name!

Suddenly!

The two figures outside the spaceship vanished.

The next second!

They appeared inside the spaceship.

Louis smiled. "I didn't think you'd get into trouble so soon."

"It's you! You really came to save me!"

Overjoyed, Tights leaped onto Louis. She had been so scared this time—she'd thought she was done for.

Louis stiffened. Tights had an incredible figure, all curves, and she was soft and fragrant!

"Um... Could you get down first, and then we can talk?"

Her faint fragrance drifted into his nose, and Louis felt something inside him stirring!

If Tights didn't get down soon, he was going to embarrass himself!

Tights seemed to sense something and quickly jumped down. She giggled. "Thank goodness you came. I didn't know what I would've done otherwise!"

Then Tights lifted her fair chin and glanced at Jaco.

It was as if she were saying, See? That vicious Saiyan you talked about handled the problem your elite Galactic Patrolman self couldn't!

"Hmph!"

Jaco grunted in annoyance.

Just then, Louis smiled. "Miss, space is dangerous. After this, don't you think you should go back to Earth?"

"Don't call me 'miss.' Just call me Tights."

Tights's gaze turned firm. "No. I'm going to keep traveling through space until I write a novel that makes me famous across the universe."

Louis: "..."

Whis: "..."

She was an ordinary Earthling who had run into danger, and she still dared to travel through the dangerous reaches of space!

Louis fell silent for a moment, then said, "If you've decided to keep traveling, then good luck."

With that, Louis prepared to leave with Whis.

"Wait!"

"What is it?"

Louis froze and turned to look at Tights.

"C-could you protect me? I'll pay you. My dad has lots of money!"

Tights blushed. She was brave enough to chase her dream, but that didn't mean she wasn't afraid of danger!

This handsome young man looked like a good person.

And he was a Saiyan. He had appeared out of nowhere to save her, which was proof enough that he was powerful. If she could get him to protect her, she wouldn't have to stick with a weakling like Jaco!

"Tights, I'm sorry, but I really don't have time," Louis said, shaking his head.

He was a Candidate God of Destruction. He still had to return to the God of Destruction Realm and keep training!

With his current 1 billion combat power, he wouldn't stand a chance once the Dragon Ball villains showed up.

"Please don't! Jaco's so weak he can't protect me at all. You... you..."

Hearing Tights say that, Jaco couldn't help rolling his eyes. Lady, I'm right here!

"You can just call me Louis."

"You're much stronger, Louis. Those people from the Frieza Force weren't even a match for me. Louis, you're the best, the greatest. Please~"

Tights fluttered her big eyes at him and pleaded playfully.

Louis had to admit, after all that flattery, he couldn't help smiling. Tights really knew how to butter someone up!

Whis saw this and scoffed.

Hah! Men!