"So, this is all true then?" Kusu giggled.
"What does big sister mean?" Vados suddenly had a bad feeling.
I think I've fallen into a trap.
"It's nothing, nothing, you don't need to mind," Kusu said, laughing happily.
Vados: "..."
However, Vados thought about it carefully. Even if that oath existed, what difference would it make?
The brat wasn't grown up yet, was he?
We'll talk about it when you grow up.
"Kid, we've said all we needed to say, where's the yellow canned peaches?" Champa pressed again.
"I'll get it for you right away." Vegeta said, taking out a bottle of fuzzy yellow canned peaches from his storage ring and throwing it to Champa. "I made this a long time ago, it might have been stored for quite a while, and might have expired."
Champa immediately took the yellow canned peaches, brought them to his nose, and sniffed.
He could barely smell anything.
"Never mind, I'll try it first," Champa muttered, opening the lid of the yellow canned peaches and stuffing his mouth with them.
Rumsshi: "..."
You really dare to eat it.
It's got mold on it, and you're still eating it...
"Ptooey, ptooey, ptooey!"
After taking one bite, Champa immediately spat out the yellow peach he had eaten.
"Why is it so awful?" Champa's face darkened, and he glared at Vegeta.
"It might have gone out of fashion," Vegeta replied. "Fashions change. When you met me, yellow canned peaches were quite popular, but now they're outdated! And I heard these are tastier when you're sick."
Champa: "..."
The yellow canned peaches I painstakingly waited for turned out to be this disgusting.
The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.
"Vados, is this what you called delicious?" Champa asked with a dark expression.
"Oh dear, oh dear, perhaps Mr. Vegeta is right, it really has gone out of fashion?" Vados smiled. "Actually, I don't really feel like eating it anymore."
Champa didn't want to talk anymore.
My yellow canned peaches!
My one and only lingering hope has turned into nothing.
"Vegeta, then we're leaving," Rumsshi said to Vegeta, then shot a glare at Champa. "Hmph, farewell!"
"Don't bother seeing us off!" Champa snorted, spitting out a couple more times, not particularly fond of Rumsshi.
"Before I leave, I'll casually mention that after this kid's body was repaired, I gave him some basic training, and his strength is now incredible." Rumsshi said.
"Hmph, with this kid's physique, what could possibly be incredible?" Champa said dismissively.
"Champa, are you questioning my abilities?" Rumsshi huffed.
"I'm questioning your abilities, so what?" Champa sneered. "What kind of outstanding person can you train? Also, take him away quickly, I'm no longer interested in him."
Yellow canned peaches are so awful, and I missed them so much all these years.
You've disappointed me so much.
What's the use of keeping this brat by my side?
"Are you sure you want me to take him away?" Vados asked.
"What? You don't want to take him either?" Champa snorted. "Then send him back to Universe 7!"
"No, I've decided to train him well and make him my successor." Rumsshi chuckled.
"Suit yourself," Champa said with a light laugh.
"I hope you don't regret it," Rumsshi said.
"Why do you think I would regret it?" Champa asked with a smile. "With his talent, how far can you train him?"
"Then it's settled. From today onwards, Vegeta is one of us from Universe 10." Rumsshi said.
"Hmph, if you want to take him as a disciple, I have no objections." Champa did not disagree. "It's your freedom."
"Vegeta, did you hear that? This fat cat you've been longing for doesn't care about you, but I treat you well." Rumsshi showed a smug expression.
Vegeta nodded seriously and unhurriedly took out a small notebook.
Then, Vegeta changed the number 10060 on the notebook to 5000.
Rumsshi leaned in to take a look.
Why did the number decrease?
This kid said earlier that this number represented hatred.
Whose hatred is it?
And why is it decreasing?
Rumsshi didn't think he had any hatred towards Vegeta.
So Rumsshi didn't think about himself.
Rumsshi felt he had been good enough to Vegeta.
I teach you how to train, I take you out to scheme against people.
Haven't I been good enough to you?
Therefore, Rumsshi never imagined that Vegeta still harbored hatred towards him.
Of course, Rumsshi also didn't know that Vegeta's hatred for him was slowly decreasing.
"What is this? What is this number?" Champa also looked curiously, but quickly lost interest.
Why would I care about a number from such a brat?
"I've decided, I will live in Universe 10 from now on. Universe 10 is my home," Vegeta nodded seriously.
"That's more like it," Rumsshi chuckled, a hint of excitement in his expression.
Champa noticed this subtle change in Rumsshi's expression.
Rumsshi seemed quite happy.
As if this kid named Vegeta had great talent.
Isn't it just high soul strength?
No matter how high your soul strength is, if your physical abilities don't keep up, it's all for nothing.
"Champa, you'll regret it! Hahaha!" Rumsshi laughed maniacally.
"Hmph, I'm not bragging, but if I pick anyone from my universe, they can beat this kid to a pulp," Champa snorted. "Don't think that just because you've trained him for a while! His aptitude isn't great! As an ordinary person, if he trains hard, it's no problem to become a god on one planet, but to become a cosmic-level existence, that's still a long way off!"
"Oh? Anyone from your universe can beat this kid to a pulp?" Rumsshi said with a smile. "I don't believe it."
"I'm quite bored lately, shall we play a game?" Champa suddenly became interested.
"How do you plan to play?" Rumsshi asked.
"The loser has to pay a price, it can't just be a match and then it's over," Champa grumbled.
"Of course there's a price to pay!" Rumsshi nodded.
"I won't bully you. Each of our universes will send five people. In three days, we'll find a planet for them to compete. The losing side will have to pay the price." Champa showed a confident expression.
"What do you want?" Rumsshi asked.
"It's very simple, I'm really bored lately and don't want to work." Champa pondered. "If I win, you just have to work for me for 100 years, how about that?"