Granolah gritted her teeth, her hands gripping the ground tightly as she tried to get up.
The ground, which appeared incredibly solid to outsiders, could not withstand the immense force, causing Granolah's hands, which were supporting her, to sink deeper and deeper.
Granolah's muscles trembled violently from the exertion.
" Granolah, is this all you've got? You're too weak! You think you can get revenge with this kind of strength? Let me tell you the truth, based on the current intelligence, that Super Saiyan is definitely stronger than you. You want revenge? You're still 20,000 years away!" Elec kept provoking Granolah with his words.
He knew that the more he provoked Granolah, the more it would trigger Granolah rebellious tendencies.
"Damn it!"
Granolah tried her best to break free from Jass's grasp, but his hands remained firmly imprisoned over Granolah's head, and all her efforts were in vain.
Despite years of relentless cultivation, he ultimately lacked even the power for revenge!
I... I need power! Endless power!
Granolah resented her weakness and powerlessness, and her heart was filled with a longing for power.
Suddenly, an image flashed through his mind.
Those were two very small Dragon Ball.
A month ago, Planet Cereal's home only had one Dragon Ball, because the other Dragon Ball had been lost.
However, perhaps it was fate.
I stumbled upon a news report one day about a young Sugarian, while observing insects in the mountains, accidentally found an orange bead.
Having been extremely familiar with the Dragon Ball, he recognized them at a glance and retrieved them.
(Steal? With my abilities, I'm already being kind by not resorting to Light robbery! Cough cough, scratch that.)
Yes! Dragon Ball! Through Dragon Ball, my strength will definitely increase!
Once the idea took hold, it grew wildly in Granolah's mind and became firmly ingrained.
"Tell me! How much are you asking for this information!"
Granolah stopped struggling and asked Elec in a calm tone.
"Hmm? Interesting, Granolah. We spent a lot of manpower and resources to get this information, and the price..."
Elec was clearly taken aback by Granolah's sudden calmness, but he quickly recovered, though he remained cautious.
This Granolah isn't normal!
He also wanted to raise the price of this intelligence; in short, Granolah could have it.
But... it costs extra!
"Price is not a problem! I can provide all the funds except for those needed in the short term. Elec, you should know how much money someone with Power Level of hundreds of millions has." Granolah was actually a little apprehensive.
The reason is simple: he doesn't have much money!
Elec sneered at Granolah's words, deciding to take them with a grain of salt.
Other powerful individuals with Power Level strength exceeding 100 million are indeed wealthy, but that doesn't mean Granolah is rich.
Some powerful individuals have influence, and even those without influence know how to use their power to gain status and wealth.
What does Granolah have?
They have no power, yet they only do mercenary tasks despite possessing the strength.
And even after becoming mercenaries, they still cling to some kind of moral bottom line.
He wouldn't take on missions that involved slaying entire planets but offered enormous rewards; he only did simple tasks. How much money did he even have?
However, as the employer, he naturally knew that Granolah had saved up a lot of money over the years, and he was absolutely capable of making a profit.
After all, the cost of this intelligence isn't too high.
Thinking of this, a kind smile appeared on Elec's originally cold face.
" Jass, let go of Granolah! He's our customer, and the customer is king! How can you be so rude?"
Jass released her Granolah slowly got up from the ground, forcing a smile as she looked at Elec's nauseating grin.
"This is all my savings. Now tell me the information!"
Granolah took a card from her person and handed it to Elec.
He had deposited his savings of several decades in the Galactic Bank, and could naturally withdraw them using this card.
Elec smiled and took it, completely ignoring Granolah's tone.
" Maki, send the coordinates of those two planets to Granolah's spaceship."
Elec turned to Maki and said something, then looked at Granolah, a slight smile playing on his lips.
" Granolah, I hope this isn't the last time we meet."
Despite Elec's malicious remark, Granolah remained calm, slowly retreating from the hall and disappearing from everyone's sight.
He only wants to say one thing!
Fortune changes every thirty years, so never underestimate a young person's potential!
wrong.
Granolah can no longer be called a teenager; he should be described as someone who is middle-aged and not easily fooled.
Granolah, having left the main hall, sat in the pilot's seat of the spaceship, her fists clenched tightly.
Dragon Ball! Only the Dragon Ball can give me the power of revenge!
The camera flips.
At this point, Granolah had collected two Dragon Ball. These two Dragon Ball were unusually small, perhaps only slightly larger than a thumb. Even Earth's Dragon Ball would be considered enormous compared to them.
Accompanied by a spell, a divine Shenron appeared on Planet Cereal.
Not far away, Monaito stared blankly at the dim sky and the Shenron.
This... this is Shenron!
It must be Granolah; no one but Granolah can summon the Shenron.
For some reason, Monaito felt a strange sense of panic.
In a certain space, the originally calm, dark energy that filled the entire space suddenly surged like a deep sea during a storm, crashing against the surrounding spatial barriers like an energy tsunami that shot straight to the sky, the power contained within seemingly capable of shattering everything.
"Haha! The power of that parallel universe has finally moved! Although it's slower than normal, it's moving at all, which is good. We're getting closer and closer to revival!"
A magnificent sound resounded throughout the space, but the space quickly returned to calm.
"Whoever has collected both Dragon Ball, tell me your wish, and I can grant you any wish!"
Granolah stared up at the Shenron in the sky, frozen in place, as if she were a statue.
This Shenron is more like a fish than a dragon, and it even has only two claws.
"God... Shenron! I want to possess the strongest power in the universe! Stronger than anyone else! To become the strongest being in the universe!"
Granolah's gaze hardened as she looked at the Shenron.
The Shenron pondered for a moment, then narrowed its crimson pupils and slowly spoke to Granolah.
"Are you sure?! Your potential is simply not enough to become the number one in the universe! But I can grant your wish, the price being that you will only have one year left to live!"
Granolah's eyes flickered, clearly hesitant, but after a quick internal struggle, she spoke slowly and firmly, word by word.
I'm sure!
The Power of Miracles Power of Miracles Shenron Shenron began to surge, but it was far from sufficient to fulfill this wish.
Just then, a vast, dark energy hidden within the Shenron's body began to take effect.
At that moment, Granolah's wish came true!