Champa and Vados

Planet Sadala, an uninhabited area not far from Caulifla's base.

Sun Wumian and Cabba had just finished their sparring session.

"Whew..."

"You're truly incredible. I can't seem to win whenever I spar with you, Wumian. I thought my strength had improved, but it seems I still can't catch up."

Cabba plopped down onto the ground, took a deep breath, and spoke.

"Let's call it a day. We've been at it for a while, and I'm starving. Time to eat." Sun Wumian didn't mind; there wasn't much to say about beating Cabba.

With both a system and the cheat of Senzu Bean, he felt his progress was actually too slow. Half a year had passed, and his combat power was only 3 million. He hadn't even managed to transform into a Super Saiyan yet.

"Finally done? Watching you two made me sleepy," Caulifla said as she walked over. "Sun Wumian, hurry up, get some good food going."

"What's the rush? You won't starve. Bring me some water, or better yet, a drink. Let me rest for a bit."

"Did you hear that? You lot, hurry up and get some drinks."

"Y-yes!" Kale, Colen, and the others watching from the sidelines quickly replied.

Why was the service so good? Because Sun Wumian simply couldn't stomach the local Saiyan food, and after he personally stepped into the kitchen to show off his skills once, he had been stuck with the task.

Caulifla had bluntly stated she had never eaten anything so delicious, and so, he had been pestered ever since.

In truth, Sun Wumian felt that the food he made using ingredients from Planet Sadala was barely passable; it was truly difficult to cook without the proper staples.

After all, before he transmigrated, he had been a genuine gourmet writer and head chef.

"If you get the chance, you should go to Earth in Universe 7. You can eat the most delicious food there without having to cook it yourself. More importantly, Caulifla, you could train against opponents stronger than you."

"Earth? Can you eat for free there?"

"Free? Well... there is one place where you can." Sun Wumian was, of course, referring to the home of the richest person on Earth, Bulma.

"The problem is, I don't know how to get there. If what you're saying is true, how did you cross universes?"

"By summoning the Dragon Ball dragon to make a wish. But there is another way: find the God of Destruction."

As he spoke, Sun Wumian turned to look at Cabba. "Cabba, I had you spread the word. By now, the God of Destruction Champa should know."

"I followed your instructions and delivered the message to every planet with known intelligent life in this universe."

"That's good. If the God of Destruction Champa and Vados know that Caulifla's gourmet base on Planet Sadala has the most delicious food in the entire universe, they're bound to come."

Indeed, half a year ago, after returning to Caulifla's base, Sun Wumian had suggested she transform it into a gourmet hub. Caulifla had agreed without much thought.

Now, the gourmet base had reached a certain scale. Several streets filled with various snacks and restaurants were already taking shape, all styled after Earth in Universe 7.

Of course, Sun Wumian didn't handle the manual labor; he left that to the children Caulifla had brought back. He only needed to sketch out some rough designs and write down recipes based on the local ingredients.

All of this was to build a good relationship with the God of Destruction Champa and the angel Vados, making it easier to check in or train in the future.

The main issue was that he had previously asked Cabba, and the Namekian people of Universe 6 did not have Dragon Ball. This was currently his only way to return to Universe 7.

"Hey, is this God of Destruction you mentioned really that strong?" At the dining table, Caulifla asked Sun Wumian, her mouth full of food.

"Don't talk while you're eating."

"Tch... so many rules. Sigh, it's lonely being invincible. I really want to see if this so-called God of Destruction is actually that strong."

It had to be said, in terms of personality, Caulifla was quite carefree—she was actually a bit like Sun Goku.

"I suggest you'd better not provoke the God of Destruction. He's the strongest in this universe, or you'll be in for a world of hurt," Sun Wumian said, shaking his head.

"Pfft, I'll have to try it to know for sure." Caulifla remained unconvinced.

Just then, a young boy walked in. "Big Sister, two people have arrived outside. It looks like they're looking for you."

Could it be that speaking of the devil brings him? Had Champa and Vados arrived?

"What do they look like?" Sun Wumian set down his bowl and chopsticks, asking hurriedly.

"One is purple and stands upright like a cat, and the other seems to be holding a long staff."

Holy crap, it's definitely them. Sun Wumian didn't dare to be negligent and walked out quickly. Gods of Destruction weren't easy to talk to; one wrong move and the planet could be destroyed.

"Lord Champa, Lady Vados, a pleasure to meet you. I am Sun Wumian. Please treat us well." Although he preferred Beerus over Champa, he still had to keep up appearances.

"Oh? You actually know who we are? I heard there's a gourmet base here with the most delicious food in the entire universe, so we came. Hurry up and bring it out!"

Champa picked at his teeth, practically drooling.

"Lord Champa, mind your image," Vados reminded him to stop the unrefined behavior.

"So this is the God of Destruction, Lord Champa? I don't feel any strength from him at all," Caulifla said as she walked out, looking completely indifferent.

"Mortals, of course, cannot sense the aura of a god," Vados said with a smile.

"Is that so? Lord Champa, can you spar with me? I heard you're the strongest in this universe."

"Huh? Did I hear that right? You want to fight me?" Champa dug at his ear, thinking he had misheard.

"Yeah, is there a problem?"

"I didn't spend all this time coming here to fight. Where's the food? Bring it out now, or I'll destroy this planet."

Seeing Champa growing impatient, Sun Wumian hurriedly stepped in to save the situation.

"What she means is that the food will be ready soon, but working up an appetite beforehand makes it taste even better."

"Is that so, Vados?" Champa looked toward Vados.

"Hoho, he is quite right. Besides, Lord Champa, you are becoming increasingly rotund; you really ought to exercise occasionally."

"Very well. However, this female Saiyan is far too weak. Will it even be effective?" Champa turned his gaze to Caulifla.

"Haaaaaa!"

Caulifla instantly transformed into a Super Saiyan.

"How about this? What do you think?"

"Hmm, you seem a little stronger, I suppose. Very well, I shall humor you for a bit."

"You two go ahead and play; I'll head into the kitchen myself. The food will be ready in no time," Sun Wumian said before walking into the house.

You are reading Dragon Ball: I Have a Super Saiyan Check-in System by Wumeng Qiankong.