"This doesn't work either… Fine, I'll change my wish again," Ken muttered. "How about this—grant everyone on this planet the ability to survive in outer space. Can that be done?"
Of course, when it came time to actually make the wish, Ken still used the Namekian language.
"…I'm sorry," Porunga replied, sweating again. "I can only grant one person the ability to survive in space at a time."
Why do I feel so useless all of a sudden…
Porunga's mental state was starting to crumble.
"Then just give that ability to me," Ken sighed, sounding a bit disappointed.
"…Understood," Porunga nodded guiltily. A flash of invisible energy sparkled in his crimson eyes and quickly enveloped Ken's body.
Ken could instantly feel something in his body unlock, a wave of indescribable ease and comfort flowing through him.
It was as if he no longer needed to breathe in order to survive.
Sometimes, life really was full of miracles.
"Your first wish has been granted. Please state your second wish," Porunga said with a sigh.
Why do I feel like I'm the one who owes you something now…
The Grand Elder and Moori exchanged a glance and simultaneously let out a long breath of relief.
It seemed that while Ken enjoyed joking around, he had a good heart and hadn't made any unreasonable wishes.
"Vegeta, it's your turn," Ken said, patting Vegeta on the shoulder.
Vegeta was still dazed, but snapped out of it the moment he felt Ken's hand.
"What the heck? What language were you speaking just now?" Vegeta asked hurriedly.
"Namekian," Ken replied with a grin. "Seems like you have to use Namekian to make a wish."
Vegeta: "..."
"Wait a sec! When did you learn Namekian?" Vegeta asked, puzzled.
"That's not important right now. If you don't hurry and make your wish, the dragon will disappear," Ken urged him.
Vegeta gritted his teeth and muttered darkly, "Did you learn all this from Beerus and that guy next to him?"
"Nope," Ken shook his head.
"No? Then how do you know all this?" Vegeta asked, increasingly confused.
"We had this old book at home that we used to prop up cooking pots," Ken explained casually. "One day I picked it up and flipped through it. It had all this random stuff in it… I didn't think any of it was real."
"…Wait. That book wasn't The Encyclopedia of Races in the Universe, was it?" Vegeta suddenly realized. "My father's been searching for that book for years! It's said to record the traits of every species in the universe, written down by an ancient Saiyan god who traveled across the cosmos."
Ken: "..."
Hold up… That book actually exists?! I was just making stuff up…
"Ancient god? What was his name?" Ken asked curiously.
"Hmph. The one you mentioned before—the Super Saiyan God," Vegeta answered. After thinking for a moment, he added, "I think his name was something like… 'Yamoshi'?"
"Yamoshi?" Ken asked.
"Yeah, that's it!" Vegeta nodded. Then, shooting Ken a glare, he added, "Why the hell was that book being used to prop up cooking pots in your house?!"
"No idea," Ken shrugged.
"It must've been your dad who brought it back! Damn it! Using such a priceless book like that?!"
Vegeta was clearly annoyed.
Ken scratched his head in thought.
He hadn't expected Yamoshi to have written down his travels in a book.
As a diehard Dragon Ball fan, Ken obviously knew who Yamoshi was.
Yamoshi was the Super Saiyan God Beerus had seen in his dreams—the original Super Saiyan God.
Porunga: "..."
Grand Elder: "..."
Moori and the other Namekians: "..."
Everyone present was completely speechless.
Not because the book had been used to prop up pots…
But because THE DRAGON WAS STILL WAITING FOR A WISH.
Why are you two chatting right now?!
Can you NOT pick this exact moment to have a deep lore talk?!
"Ahem… I'm still waiting for your second wish," Porunga finally couldn't hold it in anymore.
"Ken, tell him I want to become the legendary Super Saiyan! That's my wish!" Vegeta huffed, giving the order.
"Watch your tone. Is that how you ask someone for a favor?" Ken scolded.
Vegeta: "..."
He was so mad he started trembling.
But since he needed Ken's help, he had no choice but to swallow his pride. His lips twitched as he rephrased his wish in a more respectful tone and had Ken relay it.
Ken spoke the wish in Namekian to Porunga.
"…I'm sorry. That wish cannot be granted," Porunga replied.
Why do you people always ask for stuff I can't do?!
Vegeta: "..."
"W-What did you say? You said… you can't make me the legendary Super Saiyan?!" Vegeta was starting to lose it.
"That's right. This wish cannot be granted," Porunga said, sweat pouring down his dragon face. "Because… you are not the legendary Super Saiyan."
"I'm not the legendary Super Saiyan?" Vegeta's eyes bulged. Then he quickly pointed at Ken. "Then what about him? Is HE the legendary Super Saiyan?!"
"He is not either," Porunga replied.
Suddenly, Vegeta felt a little better.
"Then tell me… who IS the legendary Super Saiyan?" Vegeta asked, grinding his teeth.
"…Is that your wish?" Porunga asked.
Vegeta: "..."
"Don't waste a wish, Vegeta. Does it really matter who it is?" Ken scolded him. "I know who it is. I'll tell you later."
"…You know who it is?" Vegeta looked stunned.
"There's nothing I don't know," Ken said smugly.
Vegeta wiped his brow.
"I cannot make you the legendary Super Saiyan," Porunga added, "but I can tell you the method to become a regular Super Saiyan."
"…What? There's a difference?" Vegeta blinked.
"Isn't it obvious, my dear prince?" Ken sighed. "One has the word 'legendary' in it, the other doesn't. To put it simply—there's the legendary Super Saiyan, and then there's the standard Super Saiyan. Got it now?"
Vegeta silently wiped more sweat.
There's actually a distinction like that?
Today really has been eye-opening…
A brief silence followed.
"…Then tell me. How do I become a Super Saiyan?" Vegeta asked seriously.
"…Let me confirm," Porunga replied. "Is that your second wish?"
(End of Chapter)