Exchange Again

"Hey, kid, do you have any good suggestions?"

Champa asked Gamos for his opinion. Gamos smiled faintly and spoke up.

"If every universe has a God of Destruction, then you must have superiors, right? Report this matter upward and let those above make the decision!"

The Supreme Kai and the God of Destruction were the pinnacles of the universe, but above them naturally existed the great figures who stood over all twelve universes: the Grand Minister and Grand Zeno.

Hearing this, Champa stroked his chin, hesitating over whether he should follow the suggestion.

In any case, he hadn't caused this mess, so it shouldn't be blamed on him. Besides, the situation had escalated too far; space-time had already suffered, and even as a God of Destruction, he couldn't help it if his Supreme Kai was useless!

"Lord Champa, there is some very bad news."

Hearing Vados mention bad news, Champa's heart skipped a beat. Could something have happened to his own Supreme Kai?

"What happened?"

Vados held her staff, her expression grave as she looked at the information displayed within.

"The first five universes can no longer be contacted. Added to the tenth universe, half of the universes are now without a Supreme Kai or a God of Destruction."

"What!"

Champa was struck with terror. He had no idea when this had happened; the deities of six universes had simply vanished without a sound.

"Who on earth did this?"

Before Champa could continue, an angry voice erupted from the staff in Vados's hand.

"Champa, you snuck into my universe again while I was sleeping!"

Hearing Beerus's angry voice, Champa, who had been pacing anxiously, bristled like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

"Sleep, sleep, all you ever do is sleep! You're at death's door, and you're still sleeping!"

"If I hadn't come to your universe, you would have already vanished by now."

As a fellow God of Destruction, Beerus understood the implication the moment he heard he was about to disappear. Had something happened to his own Supreme Kai?

Far away on the God of Destruction Planet, Beerus, dressed in his pajamas, immediately wore a serious expression upon hearing he was in danger of vanishing.

"What happened?"

"The Supreme Kais of the first five universes have been killed, along with the tenth. All six universes have suffered. If I hadn't appeared in time, your Seventh Universe would be finished too."

Watching Champa's smug look, Beerus snorted coldly and mercilessly punctured his pride.

"If the first five universes are in trouble, the next one should be your Sixth Universe!"

"Tch, anyway, I saved your life. If you want to sleep, go right ahead! You'll sleep yourself to death sooner or later, bleh!"

Champa made a face and had Vados cut the communication.

Listening to the exchange between the two Gods of Destruction, everyone finally realized the severity of the problem.

"Vados, could I ask you for a favor later?"

"Of course."

Receiving an affirmative reply, Gamos immediately broke into a smile.

"Then I'll leave it to you."

Just then, a helicopter buzzed as it flew toward them from the distance.

Everyone looked up to see the aircraft descend slowly and park on the nearby grass.

The door opened, and the first to jump out was a girl with long, waterfall-like black hair, followed by a dog walking on two legs, and finally a short, blue-skinned creature with pointed ears.

"Boss Gamos!"

The three of them waved excitedly, and Gamos greeted them happily.

The arrivals were none other than the first group of subordinates Gamos had recruited: the Pilaf Gang.

The short one was the leader of the trio, Emperor Pilaf, and the dog-man beside him was Shu, Pilaf's number-one lackey.

The beautiful girl standing at the end, the only human among them, was named Mai.

The Pilaf Gang had always dreamed of world domination, searching for the Dragon Balls since the first season of the series. According to the original plot, they would keep searching forever, never achieving their wish even by the time of Dragon Ball GT.

Of course, even in the Dragon Ball Super storyline, the three had eventually given up their ideals and lived as ordinary people.

However, Gamos did not consider them useless. All three possessed significant scientific talent; while they couldn't compare to the great inventor Bulma, that was only because they hadn't focused on scientific research.

Now, Gamos had arranged for them to study diligently, and they had long since embarked on a different path.

"Pilaf, I have a gift for you this time."

"A gift? That's great! Thank you, Boss!"

Pilaf rubbed his hands together happily, extremely curious about what kind of gift his boss had prepared for him.

"Bulma, is that frog I asked you to look after still there?"

Hearing the mention of a frog, Bulma thought for a moment before she remembered.

"Are you talking about Captain Ginyu?"

"That's right, I need his body-swapping ability."

"Don't worry! I've been taking very good care of it."

Bulma smiled with a hint of cunning; of course she had taken good care of it! She had been very thoughtful and provided that guy who once stole her body with dozens of concubines, though she had no idea how grateful he might be for her efforts.

"I'll go get it."

With that, Bulma headed toward the room.

"Gamos, what are you planning?"

Vegeta was the first to sense that something was wrong; he always felt this kid was up to no good.

"Just wait and see."

Yamcha, who was wearing Vegeta's face, looked at the unconscious Dark Hit on the ground and seemed to realize something!

"Gamos, is doing this really okay?"

Krillin asked Gamos in a whisper, feeling that this might be a bit inappropriate. Using such underhanded, crazy means to obtain a powerful body left him feeling uneasy.

"Don't worry! I know what I'm doing."

Soon, Bulma returned carrying a cage, holding a translator in her other hand.

"Captain Ginyu, you don't look like you've been doing too well!"

Gamos looked at the listless Captain Ginyu and couldn't help but tease him.

Hearing this, Ginyu merely lifted his head to glance at the other person, then hung his head dejectedly and laid back down.

"Captain Ginyu, do you know what has happened to Frieza?"

At the mention of Frieza, the frog, who had been on the verge of death, suddenly sprang to life as if injected with adrenaline, leaping up and letting out a series of croaks at Gamos.

"Frieza is dead!"

Upon hearing that his most revered Frieza was dead, the frog, who had been croaking wildly, widened his eyes in shock before plopping onto the ground, his gaze filled with disbelief.

Just as in the story, this Captain Ginyu is incredibly loyal, Gamos thought to himself.

Ginyu, who possessed the ability to swap bodies, had often been in close contact with Frieza. If he had truly wanted to betray Frieza, he could have taken his body at any time, yet he never did, choosing instead to continue working for him—this was proof enough of his loyalty.

"But I can resurrect him. Do you want him to be brought back to life?"

Gamos's words were filled with temptation, much like a wolf in grandmother's clothing trying to trick Little Red Riding Hood.

However, the tactic worked perfectly; the previously listless Captain Ginyu immediately lifted his head, his eyes gleaming with hope.

"There are Dragon Balls on Earth; we can definitely resurrect him, but you need to do me a favor."

Hearing this, Ginyu nodded frantically. As long as he could resurrect his Lord Frieza, he would do anything.

"Gamos, who do you intend to give this body to?"

Vegeta asked, arms crossed, his tone cold and arrogant.

To be honest, he was a bit envious of the power this body possessed and wanted that strength for himself, but his pride as the Prince of the Saiyans would not allow it.

Therefore, Vegeta could only grit his teeth—was there going to be another person who surpassed him?

Gamos cast his gaze toward Pilaf, and everyone followed his lead. Pilaf felt a bit strange, wondering why everyone was looking at him!

"Pilaf, do you want to possess power?"

"Of course I do! My original dream was to rule the world!"

Pilaf said excitedly.

Gamos looked back at the frog in the cage.

"Captain Ginyu, do you see the person on the ground? First, swap bodies with him, and then swap with Pilaf."

"What? You want me to change bodies? Boss, can't we find another way? I don't want to become someone else!"

As clever as Pilaf was, he immediately understood his boss's plan—he was being forced to swap bodies!

If he became someone else, would he still be himself? It was a philosophical question.

"Don't worry! I'll use the Dragon Balls to fix your appearance later!"

Seeing Gamos's cunning smile, Pilaf shivered, feeling as if he were being watched by a wild beast.

"Gamos, I always feel like you're playing with fire. You should try to do less of this kind of thing in the future."

Bulma handed the translator to him and gave a stern warning.

If Gamos hadn't explained how serious this crisis was, Bulma would never have agreed to such an inhumane act.

"Don't worry, Bulma, I have it under control!"

Gamos placed the translator around Ginyu's neck. Ginyu then looked at the unconscious Dark Hit on the ground and spat out two words: "Change Now!"

A golden beam of light erupted from the frog's mouth, striking Dark Hit directly in the face.

As the golden beam hit him, a connection was instantly established between their souls, and a powerful suction force pulled their souls out, sending them into each other's bodies.

With the body swap complete, Hit, who had been unconscious on the ground, woke up, rubbed his aching head, and finally lifted his gaze to look at the others.

"Hahaha! I, Captain Ginyu, have returned!"

Following a burst of arrogant laughter, the once cold and stoic Hit stood on his tiptoes, spun in a circle, and struck a superhero pose.

"Ginyu!"

The familiar dance moves and the awkward scene made the corners of everyone's mouths twitch!

"Ribbit, ribbit, ribbit!"

The frog held in Gamos's hand let out a series of croaks.

Watching the powerful body he had worked so hard to obtain being snatched away and then forced into such a flamboyant pose, Zamasu felt a pain in his liver from the sheer rage of a god.