Whis's Power (1)

[PS: Yesterday, I found some stomach medicine in a cabinet in the corner. After taking it, I looked at the packaging and realized it had expired three months ago. No idea whether it still worked, but I felt a little better today anyway.]

[Then, relying on handouts from group members, I went to the supermarket and bought vegetables from the discount section. I cooked them with instant noodles and somehow made it through another day.]

[Hope I can keep hanging on.]

After Son Gohan personally demonstrated how to prepare instant noodles and eat the other snacks, Whis instantly turned into a foodie.

Seeing Whis's blissful expression, Son Gohan's lips curled slightly. Everything was under his control.

According to his plan, even if God of Destruction Beerus woke up now, he had a way to make Beerus overlook both his visit and his requests.

After all, knowing Whis and Beerus's greatest weaknesses from the original story, it was hardly surprising that Son Gohan could pull this off.

"Alright, I'm very satisfied with your gifts. You can just call me Whis; there's no need to add 'sir.'"

Whis elegantly wiped his lips with a napkin, then looked at Son Gohan and asked, "So, feel free to tell me what you want. As long as it's something I can do."

Son Gohan knew that Whis saying this meant he considered them friends. Of course, he would not make any excessive demands because of that.

After thinking for a moment, he looked at Broly beside him. "I'd like you to first help Broly figure out how he should improve his strength."

Whis set down his napkin and smiled elegantly. "That's simple."

Son Gohan then watched Whis wave a hand. The scenery around them immediately changed, and before long, the three of them