The reason Gran planned to summon all remaining Saiyans back was simple:
he needed to raise Universe 7's Mortal Level Index.
After all, he was Universe 7's prospective God of Destruction.
If his universe kept ranking at the bottom…
Where was he supposed to put his pride?
"Summon all Saiyans back?"
Paragus froze.
"Yes. Gather all surviving Saiyans and bring them home. From now on, you'll lead them.
And I want all of you to join the Galactic Patrol."
Gran's intention was obvious:
He wanted the Saiyans to join the Galactic Patrol because of Merus.
Merus was Whis' younger brother.
Although he worked at the Patrol Headquarters as a Galactic Patrolman, he was a true angel.
The mysterious Popo was cultivating Son Goku on Earth;
Whis was cultivating him and Beerus.
As for Merus — the third angel of Universe 7 — if Gran didn't make use of him, wouldn't that be a huge waste?
If the remaining Saiyans officially became Galactic Patrol members…
Then they and Merus would become teammates.
And if they were teammates,
Merus couldn't possibly stand by and watch his teammates remain weak… right?
Especially when Saiyans had such enormous potential.
There was no reason Merus wouldn't help them.
Therefore
With Merus' guidance, the Saiyans' strength would rise at incredible speed.
Stronger Saiyans meant a higher Mortal Level Index for Universe 7.
On top of that, the Galactic Patrol also cooperated with the Supreme Kai in managing Universe 7.
With both Kaiōshin and the Saiyans working together,
there would absolutely come a day when Universe 7's Mortal Level Index skyrocketed.
"Join the Galactic Patrol…?"
Paragus' eyes widened.
Of course he had heard of that organization.
Back then, the Saiyans were even wanted by the Patrol…
but those guys were so useless that they never cared.
Gran seemed to read his thoughts and said:
"It's exactly because they're weak that I'm asking you to join."
"But in the Galactic Patrol's eyes, we Saiyans are an evil race…"
"No problem. Just tell them it's a direct order from the prospective God of Destruction.
Their higher-ups know me."
"..."
Paragus felt uneasy.
Who would've thought that the Saiyans — once feared as a wicked race — would one day join the Galactic Patrol?
"I will obey Lord Gran's command!"
Paragus bowed. Then he suddenly looked up.
"But without Broly, it will be difficult for me to bring all the scattered clansmen under control!"
"Strength, hm?"
Gran looked him over.
His aura was weak and unstable — clearly the result of years of suffering on Planet Vampa.
Still…
His combat power seemed to be around 5,000.
With that level, it would indeed be hard to subdue the scattered Saiyans.
"In that case, I'll raise your power a little."
Gran suddenly smiled wickedly.
Paragus felt a chill in his heart.
A very bad premonition rose inside him.
"Hold this bean in your mouth."
For Universe 7's future, Gran — as a prospective God of Destruction — didn't mind wasting a few Senzu Beans.
He took out five, tossing one to Paragus.
Paragus had countless questions, but obediently followed orders.
"Chew it to pieces, but don't swallow yet. When you think you're about to die… swallow it."
"...Alright."
Paragus nodded automatically — then froze.
"Die? Lord Gran, are you going to kill me?!"
"Stop talking. Here I come."
Gran raised one finger.
A thin beam of light pierced the air—
and pierced Paragus' heart.
"Ugh!!"
Paragus clutched his chest and collapsed.
His life force drained rapidly.
Just before death took him, he forced himself to swallow the crushed Senzu Bean.
BOOM!!
A tremendous surge of power erupted from him.
His strength had risen to 15,000.
"M-My… my power!!"
Paragus stood up, staring at his hands in disbelief.
His strength had increased just like that?
"Lord Gran, how did you— I feel so strong!"
He hadn't finished when
Another Senzu Bean flicked into his mouth.
"Quit talking. I'm giving you five chances. Let's see how far you can go."
The next moment
"AAAAAHHH!!!"
Every five seconds, Paragus let out a new scream of agony.
His power spiked four times overall.
But during the fifth revival-from-death, there was no effect.
"That's all?"
Gran clicked his tongue.
By his senses, Paragus' combat power now hovered around 180,000.
Compared to Vegeta nine years ago…
this guy was still far behind.
"So this is… my power? Incredible!"
Paragus tested the energy flowing through him.
He had never felt so strong.
Then he quickly straightened his expression and bowed deeply.
"Thank you, Lord Gran! From this day forth, I will follow only you!"
Before, he submitted because he feared Gran.
But now — he truly admired him.
Look at Lord Gran — and look at King Vegeta.
Gran not only increased his strength…
he also took Broly to train and nurture him.
And King Vegeta?
He couldn't even tolerate Broly's existence.
King Vegeta was nothing compared to this
"You're still weak. Why are you getting excited?"
Gran said flatly.
"..."
Paragus' mouth twitched.
He was obviously very strong now, okay?!
"Enough. My business here is done. I'll send you away now."
"Leave…?"
Paragus looked at the endless yellow wasteland of Vampa.
His eyes instantly reddened.
He could finally leave this damned planet!
"Don't just stand there. Put your hand on my shoulder."
"Huh? Yes!"
He didn't know why, but he obeyed immediately.
"Let's go."
Gran grabbed little Broly with one hand.
With the other, he touched two fingers to his forehead.
Swish
The three of them vanished.
A prosperous planet in the Northern Galaxy
Three figures suddenly appeared in the streets.
"Amazing! Lord Gran, you crossed interstellar space without a spaceship!"
"Paragus, you remember all my commands, right?"
"Yes! I will gather all surviving Saiyans and make them join the Galactic Patrol!"
"Good. With your current strength, very few Saiyans out there can match you."
"Yes!"
"In the future, Broly will be under my care. Once I solve the issue of his berserk state, you'll meet again."
"Thank you, Lord Gran!"
"...Without Broly around, if you run into Vegeta he'll probably kill you instantly.
Forget it — I'll give you one more thing."
"Lord Gran, what are these three fruits?"
"These are fruits eaten by divine beings — Spirit Fruits.
How much you gain depends on your own fortune."
Gran said nothing more.
He lifted little Broly and left straight away.
Paragus remained alone, staring blankly at the three crimson fruits in his hand.
"Fruits… eaten by gods?"
He put one in his mouth
Suddenly
BOOOOM!!
An even greater surge of power exploded from his body.
His battle power shot from 180,000 to 1,000,000.
"H-How is this possible?!"
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