Towa, Mira!

"Fine, I'll think of another way later!" Karochi didn't say anything more, intending to ask Kami about it when he returned.

He activated [Instant Transmission] and left Planet Yardrat immediately.

Whoosh!

In the next instant, Karochi had returned to a planet in the East Galaxy where Tights intended to collect materials.

"How was it? Did you find a way!?" She was well aware of Karochi's recent distress, though she didn't quite understand it. After all, in Tights' eyes, Karochi was already strong enough.

Although he was still far behind the likes of Zangya or Cooler, those were exceptions, and he was still young.

It was natural for her to think this way, given that she didn't know about the enemies of the future.

Karochi shook his head helplessly. He hadn't expected his trip to Planet Yardrat to yield absolutely nothing. They had created the training method, but he had only managed to scratch the surface.

"Nothing! Even Husu and the others have only reached this stage." Karochi felt deeply troubled; currently, his physical strength had very little room for growth.

The road ahead was becoming increasingly difficult to traverse! Unless he could break through to Super Saiyan, his physical limits would remain locked.

Tights patted Karochi on the back. "Alright, if there's no way, then there's no way! Why are you in such a rush to get stronger!?"

As an ordinary girl, she couldn't understand why he was so obsessed with power.

Ah, this... there's no way to explain it! Although he could just lie back and ride on Goku's coattails, he didn't want to do that.

It would be easy, but he didn't want to live under someone else's shadow, especially with the Gods of Destruction, Angels, and Zeno appearing in the late stages! Those were beings that even the protagonist had to kneel before.

"It's fine, I still have some room to grow! I plan to return to Earth in a while to ask Kami if there's a solution," Karochi said lightly. At worst, he would just follow Goku's path.

He would break his limits through physical training, and when the God of Destruction arrived, he would just cling tightly to Whis's leg!

"Well, as long as you've come to terms with it! I'm just about done collecting materials here, so let's head out." Tights had said all she could; there was truly nothing else to be done.

Come to think of it, in the three or four years they had known each other, Karochi seemed to have no hobbies other than training—aside from eating delicious food.

He never rested or sought entertainment; wasn't he tired?

However, Tights didn't say anything more. It wasn't her place to interfere.

Karochi dove into the Gravity Chamber and began his gravity training once again.

In a place where even starlight could not reach.

A woman dressed in a red robe, black stockings, and red high heels held a strange staff in her hand.

Her figure was alluring and charming, her blue-tinted skin was incredibly delicate, and her long white hair was enough to stir endless fantasies.

Standing beside her was a burly man with blue skin, white hair, red pupils, and pointed ears, exuding an aura of infinite brutality.

Black energy swirled around them; merely observing it was enough to cause discomfort. It was evil and terrifying.

"Mira, how is the cultivation of that Time-Space Crystal coming along?" The woman parted her lips slightly, as if asking about something trivial.

"Reporting to Lady Towa, the cultivation of the Time-Space Crystal is basically complete! But there were some accidents." Mira's voice was deep and heavy. Although he addressed Towa as "Lady," he did not lower his posture.

He crossed his arms over his chest, his expression cold and rigid, his red pupils devoid of emotion.

"What a surprise! The time-space actually split three years ago. If not for that, it would have been nearly impossible for us to cultivate Time-Space Crystals within the entire universe." Towa's pride was evident, as if she had discovered something wonderful.

Three years ago, following the destruction of Planet Vegito, Karochi—who should have died in the catastrophe—escaped, leading to the world as it was now.

In the original story, there was no such character as Karochi, which had caused the time-space to split. It resulted in one universe similar to the original without Karochi, and another universe where Karochi was still alive.

The splitting of the universal time-space had simultaneously birthed another Demon Realm time-space!

The Towa and Mira of both time-spaces had worked together to deceive the Angels and Gods of the universe, which was why they now dared to appear within the universal time-space.

Otherwise, they would have been detected by the Angels the moment they entered, and once caught, it would have been game over.

They did not yet possess the strength to challenge the gods.

"It's just a pity that for these past two years, I have been trying to find a way to split more universal time-spaces! Unfortunately, all attempts have failed. It seems there is some mechanism limiting the number of time-spaces," Towa said, frowning as she touched her brow, feeling somewhat unreconciled.

Mira lowered his arms, his brow furrowed. "It could also be that a divergence point has appeared on the timeline. If we could travel through the timeline, perhaps we could!"

This matter was related to their grand plan—the resurrection of the ancient Demon God, Demigra! If they could have more individuals, although they would face more gods, they would be operating from the shadows.

Towa shook her head and rejected the proposal. "Traveling through the timeline is extremely dangerous, not to mention that even stronger deities are watching!"

Although they possessed the special ability known as [Time-Space Ability], they were unable to traverse the timeline! If not for this split in time-space, their ability would have been nothing more than a powerful superpower.

Now, they could travel between the two time-space universes, though they wouldn't do so lightly. Fluctuations in time-space could easily attract the attention of the Angels.

"By the way, you mentioned a small problem?" Towa asked, as if she had only just heard what Mira said earlier; she didn't seem to take the matter to heart.

"Because of the rejection by the universal rules, some things fell out of the Time-Space Fragment!! It shouldn't be a problem." Mira didn't care much; he was merely reporting as an android created by Towa.

Towa waved her staff, not particularly concerned about the issue Mira mentioned. After all, they had already managed to smuggle the Time-Space Fragment into the universe.

It was bound to attract the attention of the Angels; a few things falling out was of no consequence.

"We should go! If we don't leave now, those fellows at the Time Nest will discover us." Towa walked to Mira's side and touched the void.

The two were instantly enveloped in a strange light, very similar to the [Space Shift] used by Angels!

Of course, both in speed and realm, they were far inferior. Towa and Mira vanished from the spot.

Although their hiding place was concealed, it could not withstand a search by the Angels! It was just that the Angels didn't care about them.

It is just like a fly a kilometer away; you wouldn't go to the trouble of running all that way just to swat it.

In the East Galaxy, hidden beneath the veil of stars, a purple crystal the height of a man floated silently in the void.

It radiated a blood-red aura, and the surrounding stars seemed drawn in by its immense gravitational pull. They were devoured by it; even suns could not escape.

This was an experiment by Towa and Mira, a stone cast to test the waters. They wanted to see how the Gods of Destruction and the Angels of this universe would react.

Although the Supreme Kai was also a top-tier deity, he was not held in high regard. In this world, power ultimately decided everything. If not for the fact that killing a Supreme Kai would invite endless trouble, Mira could have crushed him with a casual flick of his finger.

Meanwhile, Karochi and Tights were still traveling through the East Galaxy.

"Little Chi, time to eat!" Tights was speechless. Had this kid Karochi lost his mind from training too hard?

He wasn't even enthusiastic about eating anymore? It was simply unbelievable, the news of the year!

"Coming, Sister Tights!" Even his response was perfunctory. He walked out of the Gravity Chamber with a contemplative look on his face.

Karochi had been considering the path he should take. This was crucial; the simplest way would be to latch onto Whis.

After all, Whis was the one who had trained Beerus, the God of Destruction. With his guidance, his own path of cultivation would surely advance by leaps and bounds.

But it would be many years before Whis arrived—at least thirty years! Karochi wondered if he could "summon" Whis just like Bulma did in the original story.

As an Angel, Whis was not permitted to intervene in the universe at will, unless the survival of the universe was at stake.

Of course, the idea that one could summon the strongest god in the universe with nothing more than a strawberry cake was something others wouldn't even dare to imagine.

Well, Bulma dared to do it! Even though Karochi knew the plot, he didn't dare to try.

Smack!

Seeing Karochi looking like a dazed bear, Tights slapped him right on the head.

"Have you trained yourself stupid?!" Tights was furious. For months, Karochi had been like this—distracted and completely out of it.

More importantly, Tights was worried. It had been three months since Karochi went to Yardrat, and in that short time, his combat power had taken off once again.

It had risen from 3 million to 3.5 million! In exchange, he spent his days sitting in the Gravity Chamber, with both gravity and temperature set to the maximum.

And most importantly, Karochi was even absent-minded while eating!

Were the chicken legs no longer fragrant, or was the tempura no longer delicious? Could you believe that Karochi, who used to pounce on food like a lecherous man seeing a naked beauty, was now distracted while eating?

Karochi scratched his head. He could naturally feel Tights' concern; after all, his mental age was already over thirty. "Don't worry, Sister Tights, I've already found the direction for my training."

Tsk, it was just inheriting the position of Kami. He could totally just trick—ahem, agree to it first, and then find an excuse to decline the position later.

He only needed the trial of Kami to help him break through his current bottleneck. Surely Kami wouldn't refuse, right?

Tights scrutinized Karochi, asking with some disbelief, "Really?"

"Naturally. Let's go, Sister Tights, I'm starving!" Karochi rubbed his stomach and walked ahead.

Tights clasped her hands behind her back, leaning her upper body forward as she followed him.

Only when she saw Karochi devouring his food with his usual gusto did she finally set her mind at ease.

Hummm—

Just then, the spaceship shook violently, as if it had been caught by some powerful force, and it came to a dead stop in an instant.

It was fortunate that Karochi was quick-witted; he reached out and grabbed Tights, otherwise, she would have ended up just like the food plastered against the wall.

"What's going on?" Tights was bewildered. What was happening? Did they hit a wall in space?