boyutpedia Chapter 26 Time Travel Again
Chapter 26 Time Travel Again
Chapter 26 Time Travel Again
With Broly's return, good times have arrived on Planet Wampa.
The normally delicious food brought tears to Paragus's eyes.
"Damn Vampira spiders, may they never appear in my menu again!"
Paragus was so excited that he threw the spider he had worked so hard to hunt into the distant horizon.
Happy days pass quickly, and more than half a month has gone by in no time.
After Broly discovers that he only has 20,000 happiness points left, Paragus realizes the seriousness of the situation.
"Broly, how long until you can go to another world to find a wife again?"
Taking a small sip of his soda, Paragus asked the question.
"According to the Crystal Palace's instructions, it will take five years for the natural spacetime energy to be collected."
Broly answered truthfully.
"Five years, isn't there a better way?"
"Yes, the energy collection process can be accelerated by mobile charging. Every time I travel a space distance of one light-year, the spacetime energy can increase by one year's worth of energy. This is what Crystal Palace said."
"One light year?"
Upon hearing this, Paragus was taken aback.
"Can we ride in a spaceship?"
he asks.
"No, it only counts if the body directly contacts the changing external space."
Broly replied.
Paragus was speechless. It was only because they didn't have a spaceship that they were disappointed.
"Father, is a light-year a very far distance?"
Broly asked the question; he could also feel the rate at which his happiness points were decreasing.
Saiyans eat far more than normal humans. Even though the points used to exchange for food are not many, they can't keep up with the unrestrained consumption of two Saiyans.
"A light-year is a very long distance. Without a spaceship, no Saiyan could travel that far in their entire life."
Paragus believed that the most powerful Saiyan was King Vegeta, but could King Vegeta move a distance of one light-year using only his physical body?
Obviously, it's impossible. Although they are Saiyans, Saiyans are still human, and humans have limits.
Faced with distances measured in light-years, even as Saiyans, they are incredibly small beings.
"Crystal Palace says this feature can be upgraded with Happiness Points, and each upgrade halves the distance required for mobile charging."
Because of Paragus's words, Crystal Palace interpreted the module as "movement can accelerate the charging of spacetime energy," and Broly spoke according to the information that appeared in his mind.
"Huh?! It's half price?!"
Paragus was overjoyed, but then he remembered that the original distance was light-years, and he calmed down.
"It's no use; even halving it is still a distant dream."
"After the price is halved, you can upgrade again, and after upgrading, you can halve it again."
Broly continued.
"Oh, is it this kind of halving method?"
Paragus stroked his chin and asked, "So how are the points for leveling up calculated?"
"The first time, 1 happiness point; the second time, 10; the third time, 100; the fourth time..."
"Increasing to the power of 10 (N-1), your current happiness points can only be upgraded five times at most, which means reducing the distance of one light-year to one-sixteenth of the distance. It doesn't sound so far away anymore, but it's still a terrifying distance."
Paragus thought for a moment and then said to his son, "Broly, upgrade this feature. If we are unable to leave Planet Wampa in the future, your Crystal Palace is our hope for a happy life on Planet Wampa. The sooner we upgrade this feature, the greater the benefits."
Broly wasn't very good at math, but he figured that running shorter distances would speed up the collection of spacetime energy, which was definitely true. So he followed Paragus's advice and used half of his remaining 20,000+ happiness points to upgrade the Crystal Palace's [Mobile Charging] function.
[Mobile Charging]: Run, host, time flies. When you are fast enough, you will be able to catch up with time.
Currently, every sixteenth of a light-year traveled can replenish the spacetime energy tank with one year's worth of spacetime energy. The current energy collection progress is 0/5 (Note: it is not necessary to travel more than one sixteenth of a light-year before the calculation is completed; physical movement in space can accelerate the absorption of spacetime energy).
"Tomorrow, I'll get some Baya blood. You can use the Baya blood to trade for the spider eggs with the Vanpa spider."
"Palagas suddenly said."
It's easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but difficult to go from extravagance to frugality. That's the reality. The father and son have no choice but to change their current lifestyle, which is somewhat too extravagant and involves eating normal food in large quantities.
"Of course, you can eat the food you redeem from now on."
Paragas added that he was somewhat afraid of his son's temper.
"Let's eat together."
However, Broly did not get angry. He ate half of the pork chop rice bowl in his hand and handed the bowl to Paragus.
"I'm going to recharge."
After saying that, the boy ran out and soared into the distant sky.
Inside the cave, looking at the half-eaten box of rice left by his son, Paragus felt a pang of emotion.
His feelings were somewhat complicated. Saiyan family relationships were not actually very strong. They were savage, selfish, and often robbed of their spoils. Sharing good things, even among family members, was a rare occurrence.
Paragus suddenly felt somewhat fortunate that his son had always been a thoughtful child and had not become a normal Saiyan child despite receiving his traditional Saiyan education at a younger age.
Paragus, the traditional Saiyan father, felt the so-called family affection at this moment. The son he almost beat to death two years ago didn't seem so scary now.
. . . .
On Vampa, as long as there is no sandstorm, you can see a beautiful and clean night sky. The starlight is unobstructed and falls freely on this desolate planet. Broly moves his distance by exploding his energy under such a beautiful night view.
He didn't know how long he had been flying, but after gradually feeling tired and hungry, he stopped to rest on a mountain peak. Just then, a blue trail streaked across the sky as dawn approached, carrying a spaceship carrying a Saiyan child named Kakarot, passing by Planet Wampa, but heading towards Earth in this world.
In the days that followed, Broly lived a simple and unpretentious life, trading spider eggs, eating and drinking his fill, recharging his energy while moving around, and only returning to his cave to rest when he was tired.
The taste of the Wanpa spider eggs was as unpalatable as ever, and Broly's most anticipated thing was occasionally exchanging them for normal food to share with his father.
As for why he didn't eat alone, Broly hadn't thought about it carefully; he just felt that this was the right thing to do.
Just like when he went to the Type-Moon world and found food that his wife was willing to give him, he was also happy to share food with the people around him.
. . . .
Time quickly passed to the year 739 of the Aige era. At the edge of the atmosphere of the planet Wanpa, a bluish-green figure was flying around the entire planet. The speed of this figure was extremely terrifying, and in a short period of time, it circled the planet again and again.
[Spacetime energy is full. Shall we proceed with the time travel now?]
As the Crystal Palace, which had been silent for two years, reappeared with a notification message, the cyan-green figure finally stopped.
Seven-year-old Broly was half a head taller than he was at five, and he wore a light green skirt made of Baya fur around his waist, reverting to his wild boy appearance.
"Hoo hoo~"
Panting at the edge of the thin atmosphere, the golden hue in the boy's eyes faded from the depths of his pupils.
Over the past two years, he has been pushing himself to be faster, breaking his own speed limits every day.
After working hard for more than two years, almost three years, he finally filled the spacetime energy of the Crystal Palace. Looking at the 18 happiness points that his wife was slowly generating for him while she was in a state of happiness, Broly felt tears welling up in his eyes.
Finally, he can set off for another world again to earn happiness points.
However, he had to tell his father before leaving.
Broly quickly descended; he had come to this height to increase his speed.
Soon, he found his father, Paragas, at the edge of the pit where the Baya beast usually stayed.
The Saiyan father was weaving clothes for his son using the fur of the Beast Baya.
Life on Planet Wanpa was difficult, and they couldn't bear to let their son spend his happiness points on things other than food, so things like clothes had to be made by Paragas using local materials.
Over seven years, this Saiyan father mastered the art of weaving fur clothing without a teacher. Although the woven items were not very durable, they were already a decent local specialty of Planet Wampa – handmade fur products.
"Hey, Broly, are you planning to take a break today?"
Upon discovering his son's arrival, Paragus asked a question out of curiosity.
"It's not about resting, it's about having enough."
Because he spent a lot of time flying and recharging, Broly rarely spoke for more than two years.
Now, his pronunciation sounds somewhat unskilled.
"Is that enough?"
Paragus was taken aback at first, then overjoyed.
With a single pull, the fur garment, which was not yet fully woven, was torn open.
"clothing."
Broly reminded him, but Paragus waved his hand.
"Who cares about clothes now, Broly? This time you're traveling to another world, you'd better find a wife in that world, the more wives the better."
But don't forget to increase their happiness level. Any enemy who dares to stand in your way of finding a wife or increasing her happiness level should be eliminated without hesitation...
Heaven knows how long Paragus had been waiting for this moment, but during that time he was constantly helping his son devise a plan to maximize his happiness points.
"Broly, remember, after you meet your wife, don't rush to bring her into the Crystal Palace. You need to raise the happiness level of the wives you meet to the maximum, and then invite them into the palace when the time limit comes back."
"Um."
Broly listened to his father's instructions and nodded as he wrote them down.
"Of course, if you encounter some powerful enemies that you can't fight, preserving your life is the most important thing. At worst, you can just come back to Planet Wanpa and eat spider legs for a few more years."
Who knows what might happen in another world? Paragus passed on his past experiences of traveling to dangerous and unfamiliar planets to Broly.
The core of this experience lies in the Saiyans' ability to be flexible and adaptable. When they encounter a powerful enemy they cannot defeat, they simply run away, which is not shameful.
"understood."
Broly outwardly agreed, but inwardly he had no desire to eat the spider's legs.
No matter how strong the enemy, fight to the bitter end.
With this in mind, Broly used his remaining happiness points to leave Paragus a complete pork chop rice bowl before choosing to travel through time.
. . . .
At the edge of the Gifunola Sea Tree Forest, Imperial soldiers herded a group of children purchased from slave traders off transport wagons.
After handing each child a small knife, a man who looked like an officer walked onto a platform made of stacked wooden crates and shouted to the emaciated children below: "Do you want to eat your fill? Do you want to live? These things can all be achieved here."
"See that forest over there? If you can get through that forest alive and reach the clearing in the center, you'll be able to eat your fill and survive."
The children looked in the direction the officer was pointing. Although it was broad daylight, the forest seemed rather dark.
The occasional roars of beasts caused many children to show fear, and some even burst into tears.
Most of the children who were crying were those who hadn't yet been whipped much by the slave traders before being sent over.
"Now, you may go in."
The male officer didn't care about any of that and just gave the order.
"No, that's the sound of a dangerous species. I've heard it before. I'm not going in. I'm going home."
A big boy, filled with fear, ran away from the forest.
"Bang!"
Gunshots rang out suddenly, and a spray of blood appeared on the back of the fleeing boy as he fell straight to the ground.
The boy cried out in pain, but was not yet dead. The officer who fired the shot jumped down from the platform and walked over.
"How foolish of us to go into the forest and gamble on not encountering any dangerous species."
The officer drew his knife from his waist and, without hesitation, chopped off the boy's head.
"I'll give you fifteen minutes. If anyone is still here after fifteen minutes, we'll kill him."
"elder sister……"
In the crowd, a little girl huddled next to an older girl, looking somewhat frightened.
"Don't be afraid, Kurohime, your older sister will protect you."
Holding her younger sister's hand, Akame offered a word of comfort before following the crowd into the forest.
They hadn't gone far when a dangerous snake swooped down from a tree and bit the child in front of them.
The children, who had been traveling together, screamed and fled for their lives, quickly becoming separated in the Gifunola Sea Tree Forest, where dangerous species were active.
Akame held her younger sister tightly, trying to run towards what looked like a safe place.
. . . .
In the heart of the forest, Imperial soldiers were clearing away the corpses of some dangerous species. On a nearby cliff, a bald man, watching the increasingly frequent roars of beasts, suddenly asked the man lying on a rock behind him, "Gozchi, how many children do you think will qualify this time?"
"Who knows? But with hundreds of children thrown in, there are bound to be some with enough potential and a bit of luck who manage to get out."
The long-haired man had a blade of grass in his mouth, seemingly unconcerned.
He genuinely didn't care; those children were just expendable resources.
"By the way, Gozchi, what's the maximum number of children you can train?"
"Let me think about it... Hmm, I think I can train a maximum of seven."
"Alright, then I'll keep the seven best-performing kids for you. As for the other kids who can make it, I'll take them all."
"Bill, do you really think that training a bunch of kids for assassination now will actually be useful in the future?"
"Gozis suddenly asked."
"Now the empire is like a dry wasteland, with smoke rising everywhere. We want to put out the fire, but people's hearts are divided, and we can't tell who the enemy is."
However, I imagine that as long as we train assassins for firefighting, they will still be of some use.
The bald man replied.
"However, given the age of those children, it would take at least seven or eight years to train them to a point where they could be of use. By then, it's uncertain whether the empire will even still exist."
"Haha, Gozchi, I think your worries are a bit unnecessary. No matter how corrupt it is, the empire has existed for a thousand years. It can't just collapse in a few years, can it?"
"I hope so."
Spitting out the grass from his mouth, Gozchi drew his sword and turned around.
A dangerous bird species that swooped down from the sky and took him as its prey was cut in two by the demonic sword in his hand, claws and body included.
"No wonder he comes from one of the Four Demon Rakshasa."
Upon seeing this, Bill offered a compliment.
(End of this chapter)