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Granolah was stunned.

"Intelligence?"

Elec smiled: "Whoever possesses the most intelligence conquers the universe. Understand?"

"Is that so? I don't really understand. Anyway, as long as I get paid, I don't care about the rest."

"So, give me my next job."

Elec said, "Well, the situation in the universe has changed a bit right now. There are no commissioned jobs."

Granolah was stunned: "What?"

"Because Frieza has been resurrected!"

Granolah was shocked: "What did you say??? He was resurrected? How?"

"Who knows! Because of that, business has stopped on my end. Everyone is very scared."

However, Granolah suddenly reacted.

He thought to himself: 'I can defeat him now. I have a chance to avenge my people!'

"Where is he? Tell me?"

Elec asked curiously, "What are you doing? Want revenge?"

"Forget it, Granolah. Frieza didn't just revive. I heard his power has increased a lot. You can't win."

"Won't know until I try. Tell me! Where is Frieza?"

Just then, Gas suddenly charged forward, striking Granolah's knee, and the next second immediately pinned him to the ground.

"Calm down, Granolah. You can't even beat Gas. It's impossible for you to defeat Frieza!"

"I fully understand that you hate the Frieza Force. But for revenge, you need to prepare, right?"

Granolah pounded the ground angrily: "Dammit!"

"In short, wait. When the time comes, I will help you."

"For us, the Frieza Force is also an obstacle. Get it, Granolah?"

"O-okay, got it!"

"Alright, Gas, let him go."

Granolah got up and walked out.

"That's it. Go back and calm down!"

Macki waved her hand and shouted, "Bye-bye!"

Granolah walked out the door, and the scope said, "Hey, what's wrong with you, Granolah? Going against Elec isn't like you."

"That bastard Frieza, I must take revenge with my own hands."

The scope advised, "Alright, alright, calm down. Go back and buy some good food. Go home for now."

Macki watched Granolah's back and murmured, "His eyes changed completely at the mention of Frieza. The hatred runs deep!"

Macki asked, "Why did you mention Frieza's matter, Elec?"

"That kid's power has been growing rapidly lately. He's getting a bit carried away. If he becomes stronger than Gas, that'll be troublesome."

Gas said indifferently, "I won't lose."

Elec laughed loudly: "Yes, you are the treasure among our siblings!"

Macki asked curiously, "Do you think it's possible for him to become stronger than Gas?"

"Impossible, right? But being prepared for any contingency is the iron rule of doing business."

"So, let him go get killed by Frieza."

Macki smiled: "I see."

…

During Granolah's flight, Soshiru caught up with him.

"Give me the bounty, Granolah. Otherwise, I'll shoot you down."

"Damn, it's Soshiru. He's gathered a bunch of companions to attack. That bastard!"

Granolah directly descended towards a small asteroid.

Soshiru laughed loudly: "I won't let you get away!"

Soon, Soshiru and his men landed, surrounding Granolah.

"You have nowhere to run. Hand over the bounty obediently!"

A voice came from the spaceship: "Alright, I'll give you half. Let me go."

"You're very uncooperative. Wouldn't it have been better to do that from the start?"

Suddenly, the steps of Granolah's spaceship lowered.

Granolah's voice came from inside: "It's inside. I'll leave it to you. Come in."

"Let's go!"

Soshiru and his men entered the spaceship.

"There, Granolah?"

"Come to the cockpit."

Several people walked into the cockpit.

There, tied to a chair, was a scope.

"Too bad. It was me making the sounds. You fell for it!"

Just then, three stun guns in sequence hit the three men.

In an instant, all three were electrocuted and lost the ability to move.

"Where is he? Where is he sniping from?"

"Does he snipe without a scope?"

The scope spoke again: "He doesn't need my assistance to snipe you guys. Cerealians are born with a sniper-enhanced right eye, and Granolah is particularly outstanding in this ability."

Soshiru was shocked and immediately put his own bounty on the chair, raising his hands.

"Alright, alright, I surrender. I'm sorry. I'll put down my share of the bounty. Forgive me!"

So, Granolah made a little money, drove his spaceship, and flew away.

The scope said, "Your sniping is still this good!"

"No, one shot was off."

"Is that so? Still very good."

"This won't do. Like Elec said, to defeat Frieza, my power is still not enough. For those dead Cerealians, I must become stronger!"

…

Planet Cereal.

This was Granolah's hometown.

Spaceship 4S shop.

"Welcome back, Mr. Granolah."

"The left wing was hit. Can you help me repair it?"

"Okay. When will you leave next time?"

"I'll rest for a while. I won't work for now. Take your time."

"I see. You really should take a good rest!

How is your grandpa? He hasn't come to town much lately."

"Yeah. Although his legs aren't very convenient, he's generally okay."

"Is that so? That's good."

"Actually, you two don't have to live on that faraway mountain. You could live here. We Sugarians would very much welcome you."

"Forget it. We're not suited to living here. Here, I'll buy this…"

"I'll give you this bottle as a gift. Goodbye. Say hello to your grandpa for me!"

Granolah didn't speak and continued walking out.

The scope asked again, "Granolah, why don't you live with the Sugarians?"

Granolah said, "That place was built by Heeter for the Sugarians. It's not where I should live."

"But, isn't this the Cerealian planet?"

"That was 40 years ago!"

…

Forty years ago, the Frieza Force wiped out the Cerealians.

Heeter saw the potential of this planet, developed it for real estate, and built a city.

Then sold it at a high price to the Sugarians, who had lost their planet and were wandering the universe.

Since then, Granolah and Grandpa Monaito have lived on the mountain.

He is the only survivor of the Cerealians.

To coexist, as the original inhabitant, Granolah could only keep his distance from them.

Living on the mountain, Granolah could still see the ruins of the city he used to live in.

It was clearly his home, yet he stayed far away from the crowds.

As if this place was no longer his hometown.

He always remembered his hatred.