Chapter 143 Returning to Universe 6
Lookout plaza. Carrit and the other three stood in various postures—some leaning against pillars relaxing, others sitting on the ground meditating, or pacing before the Lookout entrance.
However, looking carefully, one would know the relaxing and meditating were merely appearances. From their occasional glances toward the door, their moods definitely weren't as displayed.
Because calculating by time, nearly one day would soon pass. According to Turles's explanation, he and Caulifla would soon emerge.
Though they already knew from Turles's mouth about that miraculous time flow difference, having never witnessed it personally, they were all somewhat curious—after Turles's training, exactly how much would Caulifla's strength improve?
Creak!
A door-opening sound rang out. Immediately attracting the four's attention. They instantly focused gazes on the Lookout door.
Tap tap tap!
Crisp footsteps echoed in the pitch-black corridor.
Soon, a familiar yet somewhat unfamiliar figure appeared in the four's vision.
"Gasp!"
Seeing that appearing figure, the four simultaneously gasped. Their eyes filled with incredulity.
Before the four could react, another figure appeared. This figure's appearance left the four completely shocked—directly standing frozen in place, unable to recover for ages.
"Ahem!"
Seeing the several not speaking, Turles lightly coughed.
"Hiss! You are... Caulifla?"
Hearing Turles's cough, the four recovered. Cabba reacted fastest. He rushed before both in one stride. Looking at the girl before him already a head taller, he asked somewhat uncertainly.
Blinking her large green eyes, Caulifla's eyes flashed with craftiness. Her face showed confusion as she questioned:
"Who are you?"
"Huh!???"
This sentence directly stupefied Cabba. He looked at the girl who vaguely showed traces of Caulifla's appearance, then looked toward Turles beside them.
Carrit and the other two following Cabba—a step slower—also stopped their steps. Somewhat hesitantly beginning to examine the two before them.
That person with red hair and red eyes was obviously Turles.
Though only seeing Super Saiyan God form once, that day's scene was truly too spectacular. So their four's impression was extremely deep.
Even though currently Turles before them no longer had that sacred red flame around his body—appearing very ordinary—that familiar appearance and red tail, they still hadn't misidentified.
But regarding the other person, they currently didn't dare confirming.
Though this girl's clothing resembled Caulifla's, and her appearance showed traces of Caulifla's shadow—this was merely one day's time. That underage girl had already grown into young woman form.
If merely this, though they'd have doubts, they could still accept. After all, if Caulifla matured, perhaps she'd look like this.
But the girl's question made them uncertain.
Most critically—this girl before them constantly maintained Super Saiyan form. Yet her surroundings lacked Super Saiyan aura's violent feeling—appearing very calm. But that abyss-like, prison-like oppressive feeling truly existed.
They could also transform into Super Saiyan. When they transformed, they didn't have this feeling. What Caulifla looked like yesterday—they still remembered.
The four looked toward Turles, hoping Turles could provide an explanation.
The moment Caulifla spoke, Turles knew this mischievous girl was pranking again. After glaring at Caulifla, Turles helplessly explained: "She is Caulifla!"
"Why do these four seem somewhat slow? Yesterday only Caulifla and I entered. Now besides her, who else could it be?"
Turles internally complained about Carrit's four, though his face showed no change.
Hearing Turles's words, though the four still somewhat didn't dare believing, they still looked toward Caulifla.
Ultimately, the same-aged Cabba was more familiar with this playmate. He noticed the craftiness in Caulifla's eyes.
"You really are Caulifla!"
Cabba pointed at Caulifla, shouting loudly. His words couldn't conceal shock.
"Hehe!"
Seeing Cabba had already seen through it, Caulifla stopped pretending. She scratched her hair, grinning at the four.
"It's actually real!"
"How was this done? Caulifla actually matured in one day?"
"Right, and her strength became so strange. This is Super Saiyan form, right? Why is it like this?"
Seeing Caulifla admit it, Carrit's three immediately surrounded her. Chattering, they began discussing Caulifla's changes.
Soon, the four learned from Caulifla's mouth the reason for her current changes.
After hearing Caulifla's account, Carrit's four exchanged glances. All seeing the fervor in each other's eyes.
Originally when Turles mentioned the Hyperbolic Time Chamber, several people were somewhat skeptical. After all, one day outside equaling one year inside was truly too fantastical. Even after following Turles to Earth, their hearts actually still somewhat disbelieved.
But Caulifla's current performance completely confirmed it.
After confirming the Hyperbolic Time Chamber, the four's hearts burned with desire for strength.
Caulifla's current Super Saiyan Full Power form made them even more fervent. Because current Caulifla was tomorrow's them.
Since already knowing the Hyperbolic Time Chamber's miraculous nature, the four no longer hesitated. After briefly discussing, next Cabba and Carrit became the next group entering the Hyperbolic Time Chamber.
Two days later, Turles brought the five who'd already emerged from the Hyperbolic Time Chamber, returning again to Universe 6. This time, they'd handle the Black Star Dragon Balls.
Three days later.
Universe 6's technology planet.
Turles and Cabba's five suddenly appeared on this planet.
Beep!
Turles pressed the Dragon Ball radar in his hand. Looking at the displayed light points, he nodded toward the five behind him.
Seeing Turles nod, the five immediately began scattering. Then their bodies descended, beginning to search nearby.
Turles looked at the overhead satellite. His eyes flashed with contemplation.
Currently on the planet's other side, atop a towering building—a white-skinned figure extremely similar to Frieza sat in a chair. His gaze fell on the giant screen before him.
"Hohoho, interesting! These people actually came!"
The figure swirled the wine glass in his hand. Suddenly releasing a light laugh. Red liquid appeared exceptionally eerie under the screen's illumination.
This person was Frost—Universe 6's Frost Demon Clan member. Like Frieza, he also belonged to Frost Demon Clan mutations. However, being much older than Frieza, he hadn't—like Frieza—suppressed his battle power through transformation. So currently he was Frieza's final form state.
However, Frost's reputation in Universe 6 far exceeded Frieza's. Because he disguised himself too well.
Though Frost—like Frieza—primarily sold planets, he didn't organize forces like Frieza.
Instead, he packaged himself as a justice warrior. Then through his disguise approached planetary administrators—through deception or slaughter, achieving his goals.
Most critically, he greatly enjoyed this process.
Like previously—Planet Namek Dragon Balls' secret leaking was also his handiwork.
Frost appearing on this planet was because he'd just—through his disguise—eliminated this planet's administrator. Currently preparing cleanup, contacting buyers to handle this planet.
However, now Frost wasn't rushing. Because he'd already discovered something more interesting.
But soon, Frost's brow furrowed. Because he discovered the people on screen seemed somewhat different from his impression.
"What's happening? Why are these five Planet Sadala Saiyans all golden-haired? Shouldn't they be black-haired? And that red-haired one—which race?"
Watching the screen's six people, Frost fell into contemplation.
Crack! Crash!
Suddenly, a harsh sound rang in the room. Then came the chair falling sound. But Frost couldn't care about these. Currently his eyes stared fixedly at screen's Turles. The fervor in his eyes seemed wanting to pierce the screen.
"That is... Planet Namek... Dragon Ball!"
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On the other side, Turles still didn't know he was being monitored. He just looked at the Dragon Ball in hand, involuntarily frowning somewhat.
"As expected, the Dragon Balls still have problems!"
Looking at the orange Dragon Ball in hand—an obvious crack—Turles said "as expected."
Previously seeing Black Star Dragon Balls, Turles already suspected Evil Dragons might appear in Universe 6. Now the Dragon Ball's crack again verified Turles's speculation.
Because in Turles's memory, the seven Evil Dragons appeared when Goku used cracked Dragon Balls wanting to restore Earth—unexpectedly summoning the Black Smoke Dragon representing negative energy.
Most critically—Black Smoke Dragon refused granting wishes. Quickly splitting into seven Evil Dragons.
Hearing Turles's words, nearby Carrit and Cabba exchanged glances. Though somewhat confused, they also knew matters seemed somewhat serious.
"Turles, what's wrong?"
After the several silently paused for ages, seeing Turles had no intention speaking, Carrit directly broke the silence.
Turles recovered. Seeing Carrit's grave expression, his face pulled into a smile:
"Nothing, I..."
Before Turles finished speaking, he suddenly turned toward the distance. Nearby Carrit's group made identical movements.
Soon, a black shadow appeared in Turles's group's vision.
"Someone's coming!"
"Mm!"
Turles put the Dragon Ball into a pocket. Watching the gradually approaching person.
After several seconds, the person's figure became increasingly clear. After seeing clearly, Turles's mouth corners slightly hooked upward.
"It's Mr. Frost!"
At this moment, Cabba also saw clearly. He somewhat excitedly introduced to Turles and others.
Because Carrit had long left the Sadala Defense Force, he wasn't clear about Cabba's mentioned Frost. So he looked puzzledly toward Cabba.
Seeing this, Cabba hurriedly introduced Frost's cosmic reputation. Turles listened to Cabba's introduction, his mouth corners' smile growing increasingly playful.
Must say, Frost's self-packaging was extremely successful. Because in Cabba's introduction, this Frost Demon extremely similar to Frieza could be called Universe 6's celebrity existence.
Not only executing justice multiple times, helping invaded planet natives defeat invaders, but also organizing unjust wars—even risking personal harm. Clearly a saint's appearance.
The slightly young Cabba always idolized Frost.
However, Carrit had lived so long. Moreover, he'd previously been Sadala Defense Force captain, having executed many missions. This rich life experience made him inwardly raise guard against the newcomer.
"Whoosh!"
Breaking air sounds soon rang before several people. The newcomer stopped several steps from Turles's group. The raised wind blew past several people's faces, making them involuntarily squint.
"Mr. Frost, it really is you!"
Seeing truly his idol, Cabba excitedly shouted once. Immediately wanting to rush forward.
But just wanting to advance, he felt force transmit from his arm. Making his body involuntarily stumble.
Looking at the large hand gripping his arm, Cabba somewhat puzzledly raised his head, not understanding: "Captain Carrit?"
Carrit shook his head at Cabba. Not speaking.
Frost naturally also noticed Carrit's movement. But he acted as if not seeing. His face showed an amiable smile, enthusiastically greeting Turles's group: "Are you several Sadala Defense Force members?"
Carrit glanced at Turles. Seeing he had no intention speaking, he released Cabba and slowly advanced.
"You are?"
"I'm Frost. Previously executed missions jointly with your Sadala Defense Force captain. I see your clothing, so came to check."
"Do you have new missions? If there are difficulties, directly tell me. I'll definitely help!"
Frost's enthusiasm made Carrit even more guarded.
He knew Sadala Defense Force's cosmic reputation wasn't bad. But it was ultimately a violent organization. Without special circumstances, ordinary people wouldn't want mixing with them.
Though this person before him's strength appeared decent, it was merely so—unless he could also hide his aura.
Moreover, after Turles's training, Carrit's perception greatly increased. He could faintly sense this person's aura wasn't so pure—having an evil feeling. Just hidden very well, not easily detected.
So Carrit—watching Frost's face's smile—always felt somewhat hypocritical.
However, Carrit was very confident in his strength. Moreover, behind him was even stronger Turles. So Carrit's face also showed a "sincere" smile, enlightened: "So it's Mr. Frost! I've constantly heard our captain mention you!"
Speaking thus, under Frost's somewhat confused gaze, Carrit grabbed his hand, continuously shaking.
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