"Senior, could you teach me how to travel between universes? I want to learn that," Son Gohan said earnestly.
The sly Vados glanced at Son Gohan and smiled. "Ho ho ho, that isn't really an ability. It's just flying."
"In theory, as long as you're fast enough, Mr. Gohan, you could fly back to Universe 7 yourself."
Son Gohan asked, "Then how long do you think it would take me to fly back to Universe 7 from here?"
"About a month, I suppose. That's still quite fast," Vados said.
"..."
How long? A month?
Son Gohan nearly coughed up blood at her answer.
It was indeed quite fast, considering he would be traveling between universes.
But he could hardly accept spending a whole month flying.
Sigh...
Looks like I'll have to do some part-time work in Universe 6.
Work is work, no matter where I do it, right?
As long as I can get stronger.
Vados's eyes shifted, as though she had seen through Son Gohan's thoughts.
She turned to look at Champa, who was hugging a rock and snoring away.
An idea came to her.
So she called out loudly, "Lord Champa, food's ready!"
"Huh?"
The sleeping Champa's eyes snapped open, and he sprang to his feet.
"Food? Where?"
Champa looked around in confusion.
There was no food at all.
I've been tricked.
Champa's face fell.
Vados spoke again. "Lord Champa, I'd like to discuss something with you."
"What is it?" Champa walked over, looking thoroughly unhappy.
That blasted Vados. I fall for her tricks every day, and she comes up with a different one every time.
Why did an innocent God of Destruction like me have to end up with such a scheming Angel?
Champa felt terribly wronged.
Vados smiled. "Lord Champa, we have a guest here. As