"Hey, hey, hey!
Mr. Shenron, I hope you'd be a little more professional.
What happened to granting wishes?
I've been waiting forever..."
The tiny Shenron had been crying miserably.
Hearing Deadpool clamoring about making a wish, he was so angry that he forgot to cry.
His tiny dragon body trembled as he pointed a claw at himself.
"Look at me!
Look at what I look like now!
I can barely even maintain my true form anymore. My energy is running dry.
I could go poof and disappear at any moment!
And you still want me to grant your wish?
Grant my ass???
My only wish right now is to go home!
I want to go home!"
As Su Ming watched this dramatic scene, his doubts only deepened.
Purple Jewel's senses should not have been wrong, and the TVA's environment did indeed suppress everything.
Yet Shenron had undeniably been summoned, even if he was a severely shrunken version.
He thought of the whole cartful of "Dragon Balls" Deadpool had collected earlier.
An absurd guess arose in his mind.
"Wait..."
Su Ming interrupted Shenron's sobbing and Deadpool's wailing.
"According to you, the Dragon Balls summon Shenron.
But here..."
He pointed at the mountain of "Dragon Balls" piled on the cart beside them.
"There are so many Dragon Balls. Does every set summon a dragon...
Like you?
Or can they summon your brothers?"
Hearing that, the miniature Shenron temporarily stopped crying.
He turned his head in confusion.
When his gaze fell upon the cart full of multicolored "Dragon Balls" in all shapes and sizes,
his tiny dragon eyes instantly went wide!
The light around his body flickered violently with agitation!
"Th-this-this!!!"
Shenron was so furious that his antennae stood straight up. Waving his tiny claws,
he circled back and forth above the pile