Quitela's Conspiracy

Bardock nodded, "We have indeed been away from the Galactic Patrol Headquarters for a long time; it is time to return."

"Very well, I will send you back now. Once Kakarot learns Instant Transmission, he will be able to come find you."

Louis prepared to take them back.

Bardock asked, unwilling to give up, "Louis, do we have a chance to transform into a Super Saiyan?"

Bibert and Theodore pricked up their ears.

King Vegeta and his son also leaned in closer.

Louis fell silent.

Everyone held their breath, feeling extremely nervous; it was clear they all desperately wanted to transform.

"You should all have a chance!" Louis observed the group and spoke slowly.

To transform into a Super Saiyan, one needs to activate a sufficient number of S-Cells within the body.

Secondly, one must possess a certain level of base combat power.

Vegeta would certainly be able to transform into a Super Saiyan; there was no doubt about that.

King Vegeta and Bardock had both broken through to a combat power of over one million.

Bibert and Theodore also possessed 600,000 in combat power.

Overall, their talent was quite good. Even if they couldn't transform for the time being, once their strength reached the required threshold in the future, they would certainly be able to do so.

"Really!"

Bardock said, overjoyed.

King Vegeta clenched his fists and asked nervously, "We can do it too?"

"Yes, all of you!"

Louis smiled.

Bibert and Theodore hugged each other and burst into laughter.

The corners of Vegeta's mouth curled up slightly as he cast an arrogant glance at Son Goku beside him.

It was as if he were saying, just you wait; once I successfully transform, I'll give you a sound beating.

Son Goku kept grinning with his big teeth, turning a blind eye to it all.

Vegeta's face darkened. What a big idiot!

"Alright, I'll take you back first."

Finally, Louis brought King Vegeta and the others back to the Galactic Patrol Headquarters.

As for Vegeta, he and Bulma were already together, and Earth was his new home, so he did not return to his clan.

Lookout.

After Louis brought King Vegeta and the others back, he took Tights home before coming here alone.

The Guardian of Earth was observing the lower realm from the edge of the Lookout. Seeing Louis, he stepped forward and said respectfully, "Greetings, Lord Candidate God of Destruction!"

Popo, standing nearby, followed with a bow.

Louis had visited the Lookout several times before but had never seen the mysterious Popo; this was his first time seeing him.

Setting everything else aside, Popo was truly dark, looking just like a Black Charcoal Head.

Popo touched his face and said calmly, "Lord Candidate God of Destruction, is there something on my face?"

"No."

The corners of Louis's mouth twitched slightly as he looked at the Guardian of Earth again: "Guardian of Earth, I would like to borrow your Hyperbolic Time Chamber again."

"No problem, I will have Popo take you there."

The Guardian of Earth nodded.

In truth, he had a doubt.

It was that Louis had already entered the Hyperbolic Time Chamber once before and had stayed inside for over a decade.

Why wasn't Louis trapped inside?

Under the Guardian of Earth's puzzled gaze, Louis had already followed Popo into the interior of the Lookout.

Walking along the corridor.

Louis looked at Popo's back and couldn't help but ask, "Popo, do you know the Grand Priest?"

"I do not."

Popo did not turn his head, continuing to walk forward without any hesitation in his movements.

It was as if he were telling the truth.

The state of "an ancient well without ripples" was displayed to the fullest by Popo.

Louis shook his head; he didn't believe for a second that Popo didn't know the Grand Priest.

Soon, he arrived before the Hyperbolic Time Chamber and stepped inside.

Popo watched Louis's retreating back, nodded, and then departed.

Inside the Hyperbolic Time Chamber.

A vast, white expanse—the familiar environment remained unchanged.

The last time Louis came here, it was to break through to the Divine Dimension.

He had trained inside for over a dozen years, only to fall short at the final hurdle, failing to achieve the breakthrough.

In the end, it was only through the system's sign-in tasks that Louis managed to reach the Divine Dimension.

Coming here this time, Louis's goal was to train in Erasure.

Louis's power was still too weak; the opponents he faced now were not small fries like Frieza.

He was dealing with figures at the level of a Candidate God of Destruction or even an Angel.

Especially since he had recently provoked that wretched mouse, even Beerus was on guard against him all day long, and Louis was somewhat wary of being hit by a sneak attack.

Although he could be fearless thanks to Immunity, getting beaten up wasn't his style.

Erasure was his most powerful trump card to date.

The last time he used it, it nearly cost him his life; it was clear his power was too weak to support the execution of Erasure.

Even a prototype was beyond his reach.

Louis entered the Hyperbolic Time Chamber this time to train his power, pushing it to the God Realm to support the use of Erasure.

Beyond that, Louis had another purpose for coming to the Hyperbolic Time Chamber.

He seemed to have sensed other rules through Erasure.

Whis had previously mentioned that Erasure was not a technique, but a collection of various rules: destruction, creation, time, space, light, darkness, and so on.

The system's sign-in task had granted him Erasure instantly, allowing him to perform it without needing to comprehend the individual rules.

Now, it was even better!

He seemed to be receiving feedback, allowing him to sense other rules through Erasure.

Louis was currently like a student who could score a perfect grade on an exam without ever learning the basics.

Then, receiving feedback, he was comprehending the basic knowledge from the state of having a "perfect score"!!!

Doing it in reverse!

It was absurd!

"Then let's start by training my power. Once the power training is complete, I'll comprehend the other rules. When I emerge from seclusion, I'll go stir up trouble in other universes!"

Louis put on the weighted clothing Whis had given him and began his training.

In another space within the Zeno Universe.

The sky here was a gloomy gray, filled with black forests and frozen lakes...

It looked oppressive.

A purple light flashed through the black forest; a figure wearing a black cloak and a mask stood there.

By the lake.

A figure was already standing there.

"You've come."

"Demigra, how about it? My terms should be quite sincere!"

"Help you kill the Candidate God of Destruction of Universe 7, and in return, you help us collect the Super Dragon Balls. It does sound quite sincere."

By the lake, Demigra looked at the figure in the strange attire before him and said mockingly:

"However, with your power, you should be able to kill him easily. Asking us to do it... could it be..."

"Hmph, with Beerus protecting him, I cannot make a move."

"Beerus!"

Demigra frowned; that was indeed a troublesome fellow.

"Speak, is this deal a go?"

"Fine, I agree."

Demigra said coldly: "I will help you finish off the Candidate God of Destruction of Universe 7, and you will help me collect the Super Dragon Balls. If you dare to go back on your word, you will regret it!"

"I keep my promises, rest assured. This is the dossier on that Candidate God of Destruction, along with methods to deal with him. Make sure you don't capsize in the gutter."

Having said that, the black figure tossed a scroll to Demigra and then vanished.

The next second, a woman with a bewitching figure appeared beside Demigra.

Towa covered her mouth and chuckled, "Lord Demigra, why do you think Quitela is wearing such strange clothes? Does he really think no one can recognize him?"

"Who knows!"

Demigra's face was covered in black lines.

After her laughter subsided, Towa straightened her expression and asked, "Can Quitela's words be trusted?"

"He wouldn't dare lie to us. The manuscript has been given to you; see that you handle the matter beautifully."

"Understood!"