North Kai sought Ino, wanting to inform her of the results of the battle on Earth.
He searched around but couldn't see where she was. This fellow ran all over the universe; she was indeed hard to find most of the time.
North Kai, being a lazy ghost, decided not to search anymore. He directly used Telepathy to ask Hinata: "Little Hinata, where did Ino go?"
North Kai could communicate telepathically with Vegeta in the later stages, so communicating with Hinata now was no problem at all. Hinata was aware of the existence of this administrator of the universe.
"Is that Lord Kai? Ino... she left a note earlier. Let me look for it." Hinata put down the Scientific Pig Raising Methods in her hands, signaling Tonton to read it herself, while she went to the study to rummage for the memo Ino had left behind.
"Found it. She went to this planet called 1019-Black-3500."
"Okay, I know."
North Kai soon found Ino. Subsequently, he discovered with frustration that at this very moment, both of his star pupils had actually encountered trouble.
Half of the intelligent life on a planet had been slaughtered. Theoretically, this matter had nothing to do with Ino; guarding her own patch of land should have been enough. What did the life and death of aliens have to do with her?
However, this matter really couldn't be ignored. Living within this planet, named Black-3500 and located in Sector 1019 of the universe, was a large group of intelligent life forms that resembled jellyfish.
They were the contractors, or rather the construction team, for the First Other World Martial Arts Tournament. The bodily fluids secreted by these jellyfish contained a type of energy; injecting this energy into metal could effectively enhance the metal's strength and toughness.
The battle power of people in the Underworld was obviously higher than that of people in the Living World, so the arena had to be exceptionally sturdy.
The Supreme Kai could produce a large chunk of Katchin with a wave of his hand, but where was she supposed to get that stuff?
She could only look for it among existing materials. The metal reinforced by this group of jellyfish on Planet Black-3500 was the most suitable.
The tea tree in Ino's spiritual world was growing robustly, and the West Supreme Kai's remnant soul was continuously providing her with energy. She also used the Transformation Technique to turn into the appearances of Recoome and Burter, hiding her aura and causing trouble everywhere, desperately adding various attributes to herself. At this time, her base battle power had already reached 210,000.
Activating Kaio-ken x5 would be enough to beat Frieza even with his clothes on.
Researching the use of various abilities at home, or going out to cause trouble when bored—wouldn't that be better than coming to this god-forsaken Black-3500? Unfortunately, she had to come.
These jellyfish-like intelligent life forms were responsible for building the competition venue. If they were truly exterminated, who would build the venue for her?
She raised her head and saw that the clouds here were shrouded by streaks of ink-colored energy. The entire planet was pitch black.
She stomped on the ground beneath her feet. The land had undergone severe desertification; every step left a pit. It was completely different from the sensation of being hard as iron from before.
Ino floated in the air, looking into the distance, searching for the source of the land's desertification.
She froze for two seconds, discovering a giant tree growing right in the center of the continent to her far south.
The crown of this tree pierced through the clouds. Those ink-colored energies obscuring the sunlight were secreted from its branches. The tree roots were planted deep in the ground; from her perception, nearly one-third of the planet was shrouded by the tree roots.
God Tree? That was the first thing Ino thought of, but after careful identification, she found there were differences.
The God Tree extracted energy from both the body and the spirit. This tree, however, only extracted the spirit. But incidentally, once the spirit was drained, the body could not survive either.
Ino used the "Clairvoyance" ability obtained from the West Supreme Kai. Although called 'Thousand Miles' (Clairvoyance), the actual visual distance was far greater than a thousand miles. Added to the max level, it could even observe the entire universe.
The current Lv2 grade was certainly not that strong, but it was enough to observe a planet.
"Found them. It's actually this guy... a bunch of bad seeds. Finding trouble for me when they have nothing to do!" Ino pinpointed the direction and flew over quickly.
At the roots of the Tree of Might, a group of cosmic beings was entrenched, waiting for the fruit to grow.
The thing known as 'spirit' possessed many characteristics, and one of the most significant features was its speed.
A single thought was eight kshanas, and one kshana was only one-thousandth of a second. The authenticity of this saying was open to discussion, but that the speed of the spirit was far faster than the body was a consensus.
Absorbing energy from the body and then transforming it into fruit was a relatively slow process. However, planting the Tree of Might to absorb the spirit of intelligent life was a very fast process.
Planting, growing, fruiting—the duration of the entire process was less than a day.
Planting fast, harvesting fast, taking a shot and changing a place—this would not attract the pursuit of the Galactic Patrol or Frieza's group. Want to chase me? I've already run away!
This gang of cosmic beings who planted Trees of Might everywhere and devoured the spirit fruits were habitual offenders. Unlike Frieza, who had a fixed territory and fixed subordinates, they were the type to commit crimes while roving.
The spirit fruit was not an invincible item either. Leaving aside that there was a limit to eating this stuff, spiritual power gathered quickly and was lost quickly as well; it simply couldn't be maintained for long. Planting and eating on the spot—this was the norm for their group.
"Boss, a strange energy reaction appeared just now, but it disappeared very quickly." A tall and thin fellow in the gang looked toward the north using a battle power detector of the same model as Frieza's group, speaking with some worry.
The leader of the team was a small man. Compared to his companions who were mostly over two meters tall, this 1.76-meter man was indeed a bit short.
His appearance was extremely similar to Son Goku: both had black pupils and crab-like hairstyles. This was the low-class warrior template solidified by the Saiyans after continuous genetic blending. Even after adulthood, they were basically all cast from the same mold, with very small differences in appearance between them.
The difference between this Saiyan and Son Goku lay in his darker skin tone. Due to the long-term consumption of spirit fruits, his personality and temperament appeared rather gloomy.
One had to know that Saiyans were a bunch of violent monkeys; their genes naturally carried frantic emotions. Calmness? Gloominess? These emotions were generally insulated from them. The current gloomy chill of this Saiyan was a side effect of long-term consumption of spirit fruits.
He looked at the Tree of Might. At this moment, several spirit fruits had already formed on the treetops. To reach full maturity and thoroughly harvest the intelligent life of this planet, they still needed to wait for a period of time.
The spirit fruits could not only provide battle power; the market for this stuff was huge. If preserved well, there was no worry about lacking buyers.
He said gloomily, "Everyone keep an eye out. Once an enemy is discovered, no matter whose people they are, kill them immediately."
The subordinates responded unevenly.
He, whose spiritual power was extremely acute, suddenly whipped his head around, only to see the tall subordinate who had initially reported to him being bisected at the waist by a long sword.
A look of astonishment and suspicion remained on the subordinate's face. He seemed to want to warn him, but his throat was full of fresh blood, and he could no longer speak.
"Turles! Save—"
Another red-skinned subordinate was pierced by a bolt of lightning descending from the sky. The lightning entered from his forehead, smashing through everything in its path like splitting bamboo, burning his internal organs into charcoal. The subordinate only had time to call out the leader's name before he was beheaded by a sword.
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