Intrigue

"You actually know about the Supreme Kai?" North King Kai's jaw dropped, his face a mask of disbelief.

"I even know about the God of Destruction." Gohan didn't blink; that lazy cat Beerus was definitely sleeping, so he couldn't be counted on.

The Supreme Kai was the supreme deity of Universe 7, equal in status to the God of Destruction.

Although his strength didn't match that of the God of Destruction, he could still easily crush an existence like Frieza.

"How could a human like you know so much..."

King Kai was stunned into silence for a long time before finally continuing: "The Supreme Kai has his own duties and cannot easily interfere with the progress of the universe."

"The actions of Frieza and his family are, at best, a natural competition for life; the foundation of the universe remains unshaken."

"To a Supreme Kai with a nearly infinite lifespan, Frieza is just a slightly larger ripple he has seen before, one that cannot stir up any real waves."

Gohan fell silent. So, it was a matter of perspective; those standing at different heights saw different scenery.

As a human, he saw the Namekians about to be slaughtered and naturally felt indignant, wanting to step in and help.

But to the gods looking down from above, these things were merely the natural law of survival of the fittest.

Frieza had even eliminated many weak civilizations, which had indirectly promoted the evolution of the universe and raised the average index of human levels.

Unless it was something like Majin Buu, which plunged the entire universe into a life-or-death crisis, the Supreme Kai would not take the initiative to intervene.

"King Kai, can you contact the Supreme Kai?"

If the Supreme Kai was unwilling to act, so be it; Gohan hadn't held much hope anyway.

But he suddenly thought that he could go to the Sacred World of the Kai and release the Old Supreme Kai from 15 generations ago. Perhaps the old man would have a way to contact Whis.

Having an angel personally teach him would surely be better than struggling in isolation.

"I cannot contact the Supreme Kai unless he contacts me first." King Kai shook his head.

There was a strict hierarchy between gods, just as the guardian of Earth could not proactively contact King Kai.

"I understand, King Kai. I'll set off for Namek right now."

Since Whis couldn't be reached, he would just have to wait for another opportunity.

Gohan believed that as long as his strength was sufficient, he would definitely be able to startle the Oracle Fish and make Whis and Beerus come looking for him.

"You absolutely cannot go! You're just throwing your life away if you do!" King Kai tried his best to dissuade him.

"I only told you this news in the hope that you would abandon the idea of going to Namek."

"Don't worry, I have it under control." Gohan reported the results of his training to King Kai.

With a thud, King Kai was so startled he sat flat on the ground. He stared blankly at the sky, feeling as if his entire worldview had been completely overturned.

"By the way, King Kai, could you please look up the coordinates for Namek? Our spaceship doesn't have that data."

"The coordinates for Namek are SU38 and 9045XY."

Upon receiving the coordinates, Gohan immediately summoned Dr. Brief and asked him to input the set into the spaceship.

"Wait, we're leaving for Namek right now?" Krillin and the others looked both excited and apprehensive.

"What is my home planet really like?" Piccolo muttered to himself.

"Finally going to see that Frieza. I'm so excited!" Goku couldn't contain his enthusiasm.

"Alright, press this button and the ship will navigate automatically. You'll reach Namek in six days," Dr. Brief said confidently.

The group decided to take two spaceships to Namek so they could split up and train along the way.

The interiors of the two ships were incredibly luxurious, and Bulma had packed them with plenty of food and water to ensure everyone arrived at Namek in peak condition.

"Let's go!"

The vast universe was boundless, and even a massive fleet of spaceships appeared insignificant within it.

Inside one of the giant vessels, three figures were discussing something.

"Brother, your subordinates have really performed a great service this time. Dragon Balls that can grant any wish—just thinking about it is exciting," Cooler said pleasantly.

"There are exactly three wishes; the three of us can have one each."

He was Frieza's brother, possessing blood-red pupils and a purple face, looking very much like Frieza.

But what no one knew was that he was even more terrifying than Frieza, because he had one more transformation than his brother.

"Cooler, why should I let you have one of the wishes?"

Frieza looked displeased; the relationship between the brothers was very poor.

He was frustrated, not knowing how the news had leaked. Originally, all three wishes were to be his, but now he could only make one.

"Let? Namek doesn't seem to be a planet colonized by your subordinates, does it?"

Cooler countered, his words laced with provocation: "We can compete based on strength; first come, first served!"

"Stop arguing, both of you." King Cold, who had a pair of horns on his head, spoke with authority.

"We aren't going to wipe out the Namekians. We just need to keep them penned up, and then we can make wishes infinitely, can't we?"

King Cold was used to it; these two sons had never seen eye to eye since they were children.

Their race had always advocated for the survival of the fittest; only the strong were worthy of being his sons.

If the profit were sufficient, King Cold would sacrifice both sons without hesitation. After all, they were both products of his asexual reproduction; he could just spawn two more.

"Yes, Father," Frieza and Cooler replied.

Once my wish is granted, I will slaughter all the Namekians and rule the universe. I alone am enough, both brothers thought to themselves.

"Frieza, the one who defeated your subordinate Vegeta was also a Saiyan. After the business on Namek is finished, you must go to Earth yourself."

"The surviving Saiyans there are somewhat unusually powerful; they must be wiped out."

King Cold seemed to recall something and gave specific instructions.

Hearing this, Cooler immediately kicked his brother while he was down: "My little brother always likes to leave loose ends."

"You had already destroyed the Saiyan planet, yet you insisted on keeping a few Saiyans to work under you."

"Beware of the legendary Super Saiyan. That is a warning left by our ancestors, yet you truly haven't taken it to heart at all."

When Frieza heard the words "legendary Super Saiyan," a flicker of wariness crossed his eyes, though he said dismissively, "What Super Saiyan? Just the fantasies of a bunch of wild monkeys."

"Anyone who dares to resist King Frieza will only meet one end: death."

"How is the Dragon Ball collection coming along?" King Cold asked again.

"I have already sent Dodoria, Zarbon, and the Ginyu Force ahead. By the time we arrive at Namek, we should be able to make our wishes directly."

Frieza sat in his hoverchair, looking at the scenery outside in space, a wicked smile playing on his lips.

Using the Dragon Balls to make a wish didn't necessarily require one's personal presence. Did they really think he would share the wishes with them?