Floating in the vastness of space was a space station. It was the headquarters of the Galactic Patrol, and the Galactic Prison was located there as well.
The prison held all kinds of heinous criminals from across the North Galaxy. Even criminals who had once wreaked havoc across the universe were locked away in its deepest levels.
"This is so boring. All we do every day is stand guard at the entrance."
"Come on, it's still better than being one of the members sent to the front lines to fight the evil Frieza Force."
"Haha, you've got a point."
Two members of the Galactic Patrol stood guard here with spears in hand, chatting as they waited.
As for whether their carelessness might invite an invasion—
Come on, this was the Galactic Patrol's headquarters. What kind of fool would dare come here and cause trouble?
So they weren't worried in the least.
And so, day after day passed, right up until today.
"Wait, look up there. What's that?"
"Looks like a meteor?"
"No way. What kind of meteor is rainbow-colored?"
The two members of the Galactic Patrol looked up and saw a rainbow-colored meteor flying straight toward them.
Boom!
A huge crater was smashed into the space station. A white-haired, blue-skinned man holding a Scepter smiled at them from inside it.
"Who are you?"
"Stop right there! This is the Galactic Patrol!"
The two members stared warily at Whis, their spears pointed at him.
Whis merely smiled at them.
"Don't be nervous. We're here to find Bulma's older sister. Bulma, what's your sister's name?"
Mu Yang appeared from behind Whis, holding Bulma's hand as he spoke.
His arrival made the two members of the Galactic Patrol even more wary!
"Tights. My older sister's name is Tights." Bulma parted her rosy lips and gave them her sister's name.
Mu Yang turned to the two men, his eyes filled with amusement. "In that case, could you bring out Bulma's older sister, Tights?"
"We don't have anyone named Tights here!"
"If you know what's good for you, get out of Galactic Patrol headquarters right now!"
The two members of the Galactic Patrol glared at him and issued their warning.
Mu Yang sighed softly. "It seems I've been too easygoing."
"After all, I am a Candidate Destroyer of Universe 7."
As soon as the words left his mouth—
Before the two members of the Galactic Patrol could understand what he meant, a tremendous weight suddenly pressed down on their bodies!
The next second—
Thud!
A massive force of gravity slammed the two members of the Galactic Patrol to the ground.
"What's going on?"
"You demon! What did you do?!"
The two stared at Mu Yang in horror, as if he were some peerless demon king.
They had never imagined that this stranger would have the nerve to attack someone at Galactic Patrol headquarters!
Didn't he know this place belonged to the Galactic King?
Even Frieza, the emperor of the universe, had to show the Galactic King some respect.
"Since you don't like talking while standing, then stay down."
"I'll ask you one more time. Where is Tights?"
Apart from a sharper edge to his voice, Mu Yang gave off no hint of pressure at all. He seemed just like an ordinary person.
He simply smiled as he spoke.
But the two members of the Galactic Patrol no longer dared underestimate this seemingly ordinary man. They frantically searched their memories, trying to recall whether they'd ever met a girl named Tights.
"Wait, didn't Jaco bring a girl back three years ago?"
"Yeah, I remember now. I think the girl's name was Tights."
Only then did the two members of the Galactic Patrol remember.
Hearing them, Mu Yang narrowed his eyes and released them from the Gravity Manipulation Technique.
They felt the pressure lift and hurriedly got back to their feet.
Both of them glared resentfully at Mu Yang.
"You punk, you actually dared to attack someone at the Galactic Patrol. You're finished."
"The Galactic Patrol will make a sketch of your face and hunt you down across the entire universe!"
"Is that so..."
Mu Yang gave them a sinister smile.
The two members of the Galactic Patrol had recovered from their earlier fear and sneered.
If it had been just the two of them, they might have swallowed their anger and backed down.
But this was the Galactic Patrol!
Mu Yang had undeniably caused a disturbance. They couldn't believe this detestable man would get away with it.
Right in front of Mu Yang, the two members of the Galactic Patrol pulled out a megaphone.
Mu Yang didn't stop them.
He watched their actions with an amused expression.
"Intruders! Assemble immediately!"
The two members' voices boomed through the megaphone, echoing across the Galactic Patrol headquarters.
In an instant!
The sound of hurried footsteps came from all directions.
"Du Kang, Du Mei, where's the intruder?"
The squad leader arrived with the main force and turned to the two members of the Galactic Patrol to ask.
"Over there!"
The two members pointed toward Mu Yang.
The squad leader followed their fingers and saw a seven-year-old child. The tension between his brows eased at once. "What? He's just a kid."
"Captain, he's no ordinary kid."
"Exactly! He used some kind of ability to pin the two of us to the ground."
The squad leader showed no sign of concern. After all, he'd been appointed by the Galactic King to guard headquarters. Why would he be afraid of some little kid?
Wouldn't it be a huge joke if word got out?
"Don't worry. I'll capture him myself. At worst, we can all two thousand of us take him on together."
With that, the squad leader surged forward, releasing his ki.
As the squad leader charged, purple light swirled around Mu Yang, and the pressure radiating from him climbed higher and higher. He merely glanced calmly at the approaching man.
In an instant—
The squad leader came to an abrupt halt. Cold sweat soaked the back of his clothes, and he swallowed hard as he realized he couldn't move.
It wasn't any kind of control.
Was he unable to move because he was afraid? How was that possible?!
"Who the hell are you?!"
The squad leader shouted in panic.
The many members behind him exchanged bewildered looks. They couldn't understand why their squad leader was acting so flustered or why he'd asked such a question.
Just charge in!
Whatever you want to ask, do it in the interrogation room.
"..."
Mu Yang said nothing. He only smiled faintly as he stared at the squad leader.
The purple glow around him grew more terrifying by the moment!
The pressure on the squad leader mounted. Losing control, he shouted an order: "Everyone, attack! Capture that kid!"
The two thousand members of the Galactic Patrol charged toward Mu Yang, Whis, and Bulma.
"Gravity Manipulation Technique."
Mu Yang murmured the words.
Then he unleashed a hundredfold gravity across an area spanning dozens of square kilometers.
Whis lightly tapped his Scepter, and a protective barrier enveloped Bulma.
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