Merus had not expected Son Gohan to arrive as promised, much less bring so many powerful fighters with him.
With these fighters joining them, those escaped prisoners were nothing but small fry.
The Galactic Patrol had not been idle these past two days, either.
Merus had brought the Galactic King back.
The patrolmen were also sorting through the prisoners' whereabouts and beginning to track them.
Interestingly, the patrolmen discovered that although more than a week had passed since the jailbreak, none of the prisoners had changed clothes. They were still wearing their standard-issue Galactic Prison uniforms.
Did they think those outfits looked good? Or had they grown so used to wearing them that they could not bear to change?
It was truly baffling.
Merus had already informed the Galactic King that Goku and the others would be temporarily joining the Galactic Patrol.
The Galactic King agreed with a grin he could not contain.
He even held a simple induction ceremony for them.
In short, the Galactic King gave an impassioned speech, then handed out Galactic Patrol uniforms to Son Gohan and the others.
But Son Gohan and the others thought the uniforms were too ugly, so they simply drew Galactic Patrol insignias on the right breast of their current outfits and called it a day.
Only after the induction ceremony ended did Son Gohan have a chance to ask Merus, "Merus, where are Lord Beerus and the others?"
"Oh, they stopped by briefly on their way somewhere the day before yesterday, then left," Merus replied with his usual smile.
Was that really what happened?
Son Gohan gave him a skeptical look, not quite believing him, but he had no intention of pressing further.
It had been a reunion between brothers. Even if they had not tearfully embraced, they must have