REVIEWS AND POWERSTONES PLSSS!!!!!Chapter 67: Departure
"Your wishes have been granted. Farewell!"
With Porunga's final words, Namek's sky brightened once more. The seven Dragon Balls lost their glow, transforming into grayish-white stones.
Turles stared at the seven stones on the ground and clicked his tongue.
Compared to Earth's Dragon Balls, Namek's service was infinitely better. Not only were they more powerful—granting three wishes instead of one—but their recharge period was only a third as long. Best of all, after granting wishes they didn't scatter across the planet. You could use them again immediately next time.
While Turles mentally critiqued Earth's Dragon Balls, Raditz and the others' energy signatures entered his perception range.
Soon they flew over from the distance. Raditz carried Bulma while Nappa still held the seemingly lifeless Vegeta.
After landing and seeing Turles had recovered, they breathed long sighs of relief. Bulma instinctively took two steps forward, then seemed to remember something and immediately slowed her pace.
"Boss, was that Namek's dragon?" Raditz squeezed up next to Turles, asking eagerly. He completely failed to notice a certain glare boring into his back.
Turles nodded. "That's right—Porunga, also called the Dream God. But you've already missed your chance. I used all three wishes."
"Three?" Both Raditz and Bulma couldn't help but exclaim.
Turles was in a good mood. Seeing their reactions, he couldn't resist teasing them a bit. "What a shame. Next use won't be for another year—though by Namek's cycle, that's only 130 days. You'll have quite a wait."
"130 days!" Bulma exclaimed again. After calculating in her head, her face showed shock as she murmured, "That means... the equivalent of nine wishes per year. That's incredible!"
Raditz was also startled by Bulma's words. The next second he looked at Turles with burning eyes, asking expectantly, "Boss, what wishes did you make? Can you tell me?"
Turles smiled, but the next moment his expression turned serious as he refused flatly. "No."
Ignoring Raditz's resentful look, Turles turned to Bulma with concern. "Are you alright?"
Bulma felt pleased inside but put on an unhappy face with a disdainful expression. "What could be wrong with me? I'll have you know, I'm an expert now too!" She even flexed her biceps.
Turles couldn't help but laugh at Bulma's gesture. Seeing her dissatisfied expression, he quickly backed down. "Yes, yes, my lady. You're definitely an expert now!"
Bulma's face flushed red at Turles's words. She lowered her head, quietly protesting, "Who's your lady?"
Turles also noticed the ambiguity in his words and laughed awkwardly.
Nearby, Raditz secretly patted Nappa's shoulder and whispered in his ear, "Is the boss interested in this Earth woman?"
"Probably. Look at that sappy smile on his face—he's definitely already thinking about how to have kids with her." Nappa waggled his eyebrows at Raditz.
Seeing Nappa's fierce face make such an expression, Raditz's eye twitched.
Turles heard their muttering. Seeing Bulma's head drop even lower, he shot the two idiots a fierce glare.
After receiving Turles's glare, both finally restrained their expressions and stood at attention.
After dealing with them, Turles turned to the Grand Elder and spoke solemnly. "Grand Elder, everything's complete. We should take our leave. I'll remember the Namekians' help. If Namek ever faces difficulties, I'll do everything in my power to assist you. That's my promise!"
The Grand Elder didn't refuse Turles's promise. Instead, he cheerfully accepted and welcomed Turles to visit Namek again anytime.
Turles looked at Deru once more. "Deru, are you certain you want to stay on Namek instead of returning to Planet Mokka?"
Deru glanced at the Grand Elder, his expression resolute. "For now, I'm staying. I want to remain by the Grand Elder's side, like Nail—protecting him!" He looked at Turles somewhat apologetically.
"Is there something else you need help with?"
"If it's convenient, could you visit Planet Mokka and tell the Elder about Namek's situation?"
Hearing such a simple request, Turles readily agreed. Deru was extremely grateful, and even Nail completely dropped his hostility toward Turles.
Turles had achieved all his objectives for this trip. The results far exceeded his expectations. Now it was time to return.
Though Turles's power had increased dramatically, he didn't want to attract Frieza's attention yet. The North Galaxy wasn't somewhere he could linger. Besides, Turles had already established his plans and saw no reason to change them. He still needed to return to Red Stone Planet.
After bidding farewell to the Grand Elder and the others, Turles's group boarded the hyperspace ship once more. After setting their course, they began heading toward Galactic Center.
Watching the ship disappear, Nail finally couldn't contain his curiosity. "Grand Elder, why were you so welcoming to that Saiyan? You even expended your life force to unlock his potential."
Deru also looked at the Grand Elder questioningly. He clearly shared the same confusion.
"Ho ho. Nail, Deru—some individuals are destined to become powerful. Allying with the strong is the universe's primary survival law. If that strong individual is also righteous, then it's even more perfect!"
With that, the Grand Elder waved his hand and walked away alone, savoring his hard-won vitality.
Nail and Deru remained rooted in place, exchanging bewildered looks, speechless for a long while.
Turles naturally didn't know the Grand Elder's assessment of him. He was currently watching Karl mark positions on the star map based on his descriptions.
Soon hundreds of red dots appeared across the map.
"Boss, are these all the locations of surviving Saiyan planets?" Raditz asked curiously, looking at the red dots.
"Yes, roughly all of them. My final wish was for Porunga to transmit the locations of surviving Saiyan planets into my mind."
Turles hadn't expected so many Saiyans to survive in Universe Seven. Preserving the Saiyan race would be no problem.
The spatial distribution was vast, though. Not just the North Galaxy—aside from the South Galaxy, the other three galaxies all contained traces of Saiyans. He'd need to master Instant Transmission quickly.
Raditz and Nappa were delighted. Knowing so many clansmen existed provided immense comfort to these two who'd witnessed their race's near-extinction.
"Boss, when do we go find these clansmen?" Nappa could barely contain himself. He'd always wanted to propagate the Saiyan race. With so many fellow Saiyans, there might be suitable partners among them.
"No rush. First we're visiting another location." Turles looked at a specific position on the star map and spoke mysteriously before having Karl change course.