Bang! Bang! Bang!
The members of the Galactic Patrol fell one after another like stalks of wheat, sprawled on the ground and unable to move even a finger.
It had taken less than fifteen minutes.
More than two thousand members of the Galactic Patrol could only struggle to look up at Mu Yang.
Purple light curled around Mu Yang, making him seem like a god high above them. His eyes were filled with cold indifference.
The Patrol members sprawled all around him looked as though they were worshipping this newborn god!
The next moment.
The tail Mu Yang had kept hidden in his pants could no longer bear to stay there. It sprang out on its own and curled around his waist.
"That's... a Saiyan's tail!"
The squad leader's pupils contracted as he recognized Mu Yang's identity.
As soon as he spoke, all two thousand-plus members of the Galactic Patrol stared at Mu Yang in terror.
To them, his young figure seemed as massive as a tree that reached the heavens!
The Saiyans, the strongest warrior race in the universe.
Who didn't know they were an evil, infamous people?
They had invaded countless planets and destroyed countless homes!
And the Saiyans were also the lackeys of Frieza, the naturally evil emperor of the universe!
The Frieza Force was the Galactic Patrol's sworn enemy!
Mu Yang took in the faces of the Galactic Patrol members but didn't spot Jaco among them.
His brow furrowed slightly. "Where's Jaco?"
The squad leader understood the question. He swallowed, not daring to show the slightest carelessness. "Jaco went to Planet Helka to carry out a mission to arrest the evil Ginyu Force."
Planet Helka?
Mu Yang furrowed his brow more deeply, turned toward Whis, and asked, "Whis, is Planet Helka far from here?"
"Let me see..."
Whis narrowed his eyes and peered carefully into the images inside his Scepter. After a while, he finally spoke. "Candidate Destroyer, Planet Helka is in the South Galaxy. It would take about a day to get there."
"A day..."
Mu Yang stroked his chin, deep in thought.
It really was quite far: one was in the South Galaxy, the other in the North Galaxy.
The distance was so vast that even Whis, traveling faster than light, would need about a day to cover it.
"If only I had Instant Transmission."
Mu Yang felt the inconvenience keenly.
He began to consider Planet Yardrat, the home world where Son Goku had learned Instant Transmission in the original story.
"Then let's not waste any time. We're off, Whis."
Mu Yang went behind Whis and placed one hand on his back, then took Bulma's hand with the other.
Bulma's cheeks flushed red, and she lowered her head.
"Oh, right. This is for you, Whis."
Mu Yang suddenly remembered something. A red flash came from the Storage Ring on his ring finger, and a blue Storage Ring appeared in his hand.
"Is this for me, Mr. Mu Yang?"
Whis froze, feeling unexpectedly moved.
"You're my teacher. Who else would I give it to?"
Mu Yang smiled gently.
Whis was deeply touched. He accepted the ring solemnly and said earnestly, "Mr. Mu Yang, don't worry. I'll do everything I can to train you!"
Mu Yang merely shook his head a little and said nothing more.
He hadn't given Whis the ring to get anything in return.
The reason was simple.
Whis had done him a favor!
Mu Yang knew very well that without Whis, he wouldn't even have had the chance to enter the Divine Realm. It would have seriously held back his growth.
Suddenly, Mu Yang felt something tug at his pants. He turned to look.
"What about me, Big Brother Mu Yang?"
Bulma's face was bright red as she asked, a little shyly, "I want a ring too."
Mu Yang smiled knowingly and patted Bulma's adorable little head, ruffling her blue hair until it was a mess before finally pulling his hand away.
The Storage Ring flashed red, and a sky-blue Storage Ring appeared in his hand.
Mu Yang didn't give it to her right away. Instead, white light gathered in his hand as he used the Space Shaping Method.
Bulma was too weak, so the ring needed a little adjustment.
Only after the white light had completely faded did Mu Yang open his hand and offer Bulma the beautiful sky-blue ring.
But Bulma shook her head and didn't take it.
Just as Mu Yang was starting to feel confused, she said, "Big Brother Mu Yang, I want you to put it on for me."
Bulma's sweet, coquettish voice rang in Mu Yang's ear.
Mu Yang shook his head slightly and smiled. "All right. I'll put it on for you."
Mu Yang picked up the ring and was about to choose a finger at random when Bulma lowered her head deeply. He couldn't see her expression as she held out one finger on her right hand and asked, "Big Brother Mu Yang, could you put it on this finger?"
Mu Yang's brow creased, and his expression turned bewildered.
There was no other reason.
The finger Bulma had held out was her ring finger!
Didn't Bulma know what that meant?
When Mu Yang looked at her face, he couldn't help feeling a little self-mocking.
Mu Yang, Mu Yang, how could the greatest scientist in Dragon Ball possibly fall for you?
Stop dreaming.
Mu Yang set aside his unrealistic hopes and slipped the sky-blue ring onto Bulma's finger.
Whoosh!
As soon as it was on, Bulma quickly pulled her hand back.
"Thank you, Big Brother Mu Yang!"
She raised her head, a happy smile on her face.
Mu Yang froze, staring at her expression. A smile crept onto his lips too.
"Then let's go."
He held out his hand.
"Mm!"
Bulma answered emphatically and took Mu Yang's hand.
She kept her head bowed, gazing at the ring on her finger.
Big Brother Mu Yang, this means we're engaged now. You can't take it back, okay?
Or I'll get mad!
Hmph...!
The smile on Bulma's chubby little face grew more and more pronounced.
Whis's expression remained calm. He lightly tapped the ground with his Scepter, and a rainbow glow enveloped him, Mu Yang, and Bulma.
The rainbow light shot into the sky, carrying them away from the Galactic Patrol headquarters.
After they left.
The gravity Mu Yang had imposed on the Galactic Patrol members was finally lifted.
The members got up one by one and stared in the direction their visitor had gone, exchanging bewildered glances.
The evil Saiyan hadn't killed them?
The members of the Galactic Patrol felt as though they had spent the day living in a dream.
"Didn't that guy beside him just call the young Saiyan 'Candidate Destroyer'?"
The squad leader furrowed his brow.
Candidate Destroyer...
As soon as those words were spoken, silence fell over everyone again.
God of Destruction. No one in the universe was unaware of how weighty those words were!
They were practically the stuff of legend.
They said that if you ever encountered a God of Destruction and he wanted to destroy you, you were better off giving up resistance.
Because when a God of Destruction wanted to destroy you, it had nothing to do with you!
"Should we issue a wanted notice?"
One particularly reckless member of the Galactic Patrol asked the squad leader.
The others looked at him as if he were an idiot.
"No."
The squad leader looked up at the sky where Mu Yang had disappeared and gave a bitter laugh. "What right do mortals like us have to put the great God of Destruction on a wanted list?"
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