Your wish has been granted, goodbye!
The Shenron, with an unusual expression, ignored Granolah below who was receiving power, and transformed into a beam of light that split into two Dragon Ball, flying towards the two poles of Planet Cereal.
"So... so strong!"
Granolah stared excitedly at the raised hands, feeling the powerful energy within her.
Is this the ultimate power in the universe?!
Compared to it, my own strength was like that of a mayfly compared to a star—vastly different!
So what if I only have a year left to live? Now I finally have the power to take my revenge!
Granolah's appearance had changed somewhat by this time.
Everyone says that going bald makes you stronger, but Granolah is still waist-length.
Powerful strength can be blinding, Granolah even considered seeking revenge against the Saiyan right then and there, but he ultimately abandoned the idea and restrained himself.
I haven't fully mastered this immense power yet, but so many years have passed, so a little more training won't make a difference.
Just you wait, Saiyan! Once I master this power, I'll make you pay!
Granolah clenched her teeth tightly.
Just then, Monaito, leaning on his cane, slowly walked over from not far away.
" Granolah... you still haven't let go of the hatred in your heart!" Monaito looked at Granolah, whose long hair reached her waist, and said with a hint of helplessness.
Granolah did indeed use the Dragon Ball.
"Yes, Grandpa Monaito, I had no choice but to use the Dragon Ball. Now I'm stronger than anyone else, and I have the power of revenge."
Granolah spoke with unusual gentleness to Monaito.
Perhaps he knew he only had one year left to live; the shorter one's lifespan, the more one cherishes the people around them.
"Since that's the case, then I'll tell you everything that happened back then!"
Monaito believed that now that Granolah possessed the ability to seek revenge, she should also know the truth about what happened back then.
The reason he hadn't told Granolah before was to protect him.
"The truth? Isn't the truth that the Saiyan and Frieza Force wiped out our Cerealian race?" Granolah's tone was extremely agitated.
"For you, Saiyan are both enemies and benefactors!"
Monaito's words Granolah like a bolt from the blue, leaving her completely stunned.
"How... how is this possible?"
"Nothing is impossible. Yes, the Saiyan were indeed one of the culprits who destroyed the Planet Cereal Person, but Saiyan also saved you and your mother!"
"No! Impossible! She saved my mother, but how could my mother...!" Granolah roared, her voice gradually becoming hysterical.
Monaito's mind was inevitably transported back to that day decades ago.
He was a burly man with an unusual hairstyle and crisscrossing scars on his face.
"The one who saved you and your mother was a male Saiyan with a peculiar hairstyle. If I had to describe him, I'd say he looked like a crab. As for why your mother didn't survive, it was because of Heeters!" Monaito said angrily.
" Heeters?"
Granolah's pupils contracted involuntarily; he was momentarily unable to accept it.
I... I actually worked for the man who killed my mother for over ten years!
He could even imagine what Elec and the others were thinking about him.
It must have been ridicule and disdain, right?
Elec! Heeters! I will kill you both!
Granolah was consumed by rage.
"Grandpa Monaito! Why didn't you tell me sooner? I can't believe it... I can't believe it!" Granolah said, somewhat reluctantly.
This is utterly despicable!
"I'm doing this for your own good! Once I tell you the truth, what do you think will happen to you, given your personality?" Monaito gripped his cane, his whole body trembling with emotion.
Granolah gradually calmed down and realized that Monaito was doing it for his own good.
Granolah's body heaved as she gasped for breath, trying to calm herself.
He will not let Heeters go, nor will he let the Saiyan go.
That Saiyan saved himself and his mother, but it is undeniable that the Saiyan also slaughtered his own people.
But the primary objective has changed!
Heeters! Elec!
Meanwhile, on a distant Earth...
The clouds in the sky were tinged with the red of the setting sun, which spilled onto the ceramic bricks of the Lookout, covering the brick surface with a wine-red hue.
After a day of rest, Goku slowly walked out of the Hyperbolic Time Chamber.
This kind of cultivation is really inefficient! It relies entirely on slowly grinding it up over time.
But there's no other way; it has to be this way.
Goku shook his head and sighed softly, then Instant Transmission back to his home in West City.
At the dining table, Goku glanced at Vegeta and Gohan.
" Vegeta, Gohan, do you want to come with me to the Hyperbolic Time Chamber to train?"
In an instant, everyone at the table looked at Goku.
" Hyperbolic Time Chamber?"
Vegeta was somewhat puzzled; it was the first time he had ever heard this name.
"Yes, the flow of time in the Hyperbolic Time Chamber is different from that in the outside world; one day outside is a year inside."
"A day outside is a year inside! Kakarot, when you suddenly didn't go to God of Destruction's Planet for a few days before, were you training in the Hyperbolic Time Chamber?" Vegeta couldn't help but feel a little angry.
This Kakarot is a real sly one! He's been secretly training for so long without telling me.
"Haha, that's why I asked you guys if you wanted to come with me," Goku explained with a laugh.
But the next second, Goku suddenly became serious.
"In the near future, perhaps a few years... decades later! There will be a huge crisis, which is why I want to cultivate in the Hyperbolic Time Chamber. So I wanted to ask if you want to come along? I'll ask Broly and my dad after we finish eating."
"Go, why not? Kakarot, this time I'm going to surpass you!"
Vegeta couldn't help but feel excited, not worried at all about the passage of time. The dimensional advancement also led to an increase in lifespan, so he wasn't afraid at all.
"Dad, I'll go too, but I can't stay there forever," Gohan said somewhat guiltily.
He can't stay in the Hyperbolic Time Chamber forever; at most, he can only go in for a few hours a day.
"Haha, of course. I only go in during the daytime. Vegeta, you'd better do the same, otherwise..."
Goku deliberately drew out the last syllable and glanced at Tights with a meaningful look.
Vegeta clearly understood as well, and snorted coldly, "Hmph! Kakarot, I won't take advantage of you!"
Looking at Vegeta's arrogant expression, Goku couldn't help but feel a little helpless.
After all these years, Vegeta's tsundere attitude really hasn't changed at all!
After dinner, Goku went from house to house asking around.
As he expected, almost all the high-end combatants agreed, but those with relatively weaker Power Level, like Krillin, refused.
To quote Yamcha, "With my own strength and potential, no matter how much I train, I can't help."
Even Krillin, after getting married, gradually gravitated towards Yamcha, his martial spirit becoming increasingly clouded.
But there's one exception among them: Tien Shinhan!
His unwavering martial arts spirit has always inspired him to stay grounded and continuously strive for even greater heights!