Chapter 100: Some Things Can't Be Rushed
Still thinking of using them as experimental subjects…
Recalling how Beerus also let some Saiyans survive after their near extinction, this situation… runs deeper than it seems!
Take, for instance, when Frieza destroyed Planet Vegeta. Why didn't he notice Goku's departure at the time?
Yet, Frieza's brother Cooler mentioned that he saw it. Could Frieza have missed it?
And then there's the curious similarity between Belmod and the demon creatures!
What secret lies behind the Gods of Destruction?
Suddenly, Lin Qi had second thoughts about being Quitela's candidate… Tsk tsk!
Beerus has his eyes on the Saiyan God, Frieza on Super Saiyans, and now there's a demon eyeing Jiren's race…
By the time Dragon Ball Super came around, the whole universe was keeping an eye on Goku. Could Goku have become the Grand Priest's little experiment?
These thoughts were a mess, but by now, the time machine had already returned to its original timeline.
"Shhh."
The Void Realm.
One minute after the time machine had left.
Quitela, Cognac, Belmod, Marcarita, and Toppo were still floating in their original positions.
Belmod turned his head to look at Marcarita, "No way…"
Before he could finish his sentence, Lin Qi's time machine reappeared before everyone!
"Jiren, did you see Gicchin?" Belmod asked anxiously, with cold sweat running down his forehead.
Only now did he remember why Lin Qi seemed so familiar before! This guy actually traveled back in time…
Jiren's face remained grim. He didn't answer Belmod, instead flying silently to stand beside Toppo.
"Hey, hey… did you change anything while you were back there?" Belmod's heart was in turmoil.
He wanted answers but feared getting one he couldn't accept. After all, time travel itself was a serious crime!
Lin Qi shot him a cold glance and returned Belmod's earlier words, "Some things shouldn't be spoken carelessly."
Hearing this, Belmod was stunned, but he quickly pieced something together. "Tsk tsk… So that's how it was, huh?!"
Memories from that time came flooding back. Belmod was momentarily dazed. Were those two trying to save Gicchin?
Unfortunately, they still couldn't save him, could they?
"Lin Qi, what are you talking about?" Quitela looked puzzled, glancing between Belmod and Lin Qi.
It seemed that something significant had happened during Lin Qi's minute-long disappearance, and it probably had a lot to do with Belmod.
"Nothing much, Lord Quitela!" Lin Qi replied with a gentle smile.
There was no need to tell Quitela about Gicchin.
"Oh… Then let's head back!" Quitela's voice was hurried as he saw Lin Qi casually putting the time machine away.
Lin Qi was so powerful and talented—if Belmod tried to poach him, that would be disastrous!
Seeing Quitela's anxiousness to leave, Belmod gave a meaningful smile and turned to Lin Qi, "Hey, kid, why not stay here… I have so many things I'd like to hear your opinion on!"
"Pah! Dream on! Lin Qi won't stay here!" Quitela immediately panicked.
He protectively stepped in front of Lin Qi, blocking Belmod's sly gaze. "Don't even think about it! Keep dreaming!"
"I wasn't even talking to you…" Belmod snickered, crossing his arms and turning back to Lin Qi, who remained silent.
"Well?"
"No need! Some things take time to develop," Lin Qi gently shook his head and waved at the group.
"What are you waiting for? Cooler, let's go!! Use Instant Transmission already!" Quitela clenched his fists, looking like he was ready to fight.
Placing a hand on Cooler's shoulder, he glanced back at Jiren, who still stood quietly beside Toppo.
Jiren stood alone, just as stoic and indifferent as before.
But in Lin Qi's eyes, he could sense that Jiren had grown even more reclusive and silent.
It seemed he was now solely focused on pursuing power!
To be honest, this kid had terrible luck—was he cursed with misfortune?
He lost his loved ones once and then his master Gicchin again…
Suffering the blow of his master's death more than once… tsk tsk…
As Lin Qi and the others disappeared, Belmod gave Jiren a meaningful glance and said, "Let's head back too."
Universe 11, Realm of the God of Destruction.
Belmod sank bonelessly into his sofa once again, tilting his head to look at Marcarita standing behind him.
"What do you think—should we ask Kai for a Time Ring?"
"Ha! Like they'd give it to you!" Marcarita teased, glancing at Belmod.
"Well, I could always steal one…" Belmod grinned mischievously, staring straight at Marcarita.
"Stop thinking about that. You'd be better off figuring out how to revive Gicchin!" Marcarita said without looking at him this time.
"I've been searching for centuries, but there's been no sign of the demons!"
"Those creatures have completely vanished!"
"Ah…" Belmod's expression dimmed. "The demons aren't even after Jiren anymore! There's no clue to follow!"
"That guy just up and died… I still can't wrap my head around it!"
"The one most affected is Jiren! You don't seem too heartbroken!" Marcarita retorted bluntly, glancing at the group of clown girls running toward them in the distance.
"Haha… I'm just enjoying life while I can. Who knows when I might end up like Gicchin!" Belmod chuckled, waving at the girls.
"After all, who can say whether tomorrow or disaster will come first?"
"Hmph…" Marcarita decided she didn't want to talk to Belmod anymore.
Universe 4, Realm of the God of Destruction.
A random table was placed on the pitch-black ground, with three people sitting around it, each holding chopsticks and fishing food from a hotpot.
"Whew… whew… Lin Qi, this hotpot is so addictive! A bit spicy, though! Whew… but so satisfying!"
Quitela was sweating profusely but still couldn't resist stuffing meat into his mouth.
"Haha… Lord Quitela, it's been years, and you still can't handle spicy food! Whew…" Cognac teased while grabbing food with his chopsticks.
"Tsk… like you're not sweating yourself! You're panting too…" Quitela retorted irritably, shoving another piece of meat into his mouth.
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