“…”

When Orochimaru heard this, his eyes twitched, thinking to see if this is what a person said?

But he is not a moral model. Since the sect leader has said that there are still many, of course he should get more.

"If you don't mind, you can give me a few more. If you need to study, you can save yourself trouble."

Orochimaru licked his lips with a smile, his eyes filled with unconcealed greed and desire.

Although Baiga Ponk next to him didn't know what these things were doing, he was not completely unaware of the outside world during this period.

But what is different from what Orochimaru pursues is that compared to the mysterious energy of chakra, Baiga Ponk is more interested in scientific research.

Using science to control these "metaphysics" is what Baiga Punk's interest lies.

"Lord Changfeng said that the seeds of the sacred tree are not allowed to be planted."

Upon hearing this, the sect leader generously gave Orochimaru ten sacred tree seeds, and then stopped talking and turned away.

Looking at his disappearing back, Baiga Ponk smiled and said to Orochimaru: "This sect master is indeed extraordinary. Just seeing his aura is surprising."

"snort……"

"I'm afraid we will start researching it separately next."

Orochimaru slowly picked up his arm. After saying that, he withdrew his gaze and looked at Baiga Punk, "I'll ask you for the research of the spacecraft for the time being."

"Please leave it to me if you feel at ease."

Baiga Ponk nodded, Orochimaru looked down at the sacred tree fruit in his hand, and turned around and left the laboratory.

...

"Wes, I'm hungry."

Destroying the God Realm, Beruth's voice dragged the elders.

"I will prepare dinner for you right now, Lord Beerus."

Weiss appeared respectfully and smiled.

"Um……"

Beerus licked his mouth, shook his tail behind him gently, and suddenly his eyes narrowed, and he looked up at Weiss: "Is that boy Changfeng not back yet?"

Hearing this, Weiss looked down at the time, "He has been away for three hours and fifty-seven minutes, and there are still three minutes left before the promised time, Lord Beerus."

"Is it only three minutes?"

Beerus's eyes became sharper and his tone became a little bad.

"Will that guy really go back forever?"

"Wes, if he doesn't come back on time, immediately lock the kid's position, and then follow me to the Realm King God Realm to find trouble for the Eastern Realm King God."

Beerus shook his tail and ordered coldly.

As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly turned slightly and he glanced behind him.

"Mr. Beerus doesn't have to mobilize so many people. Am I back now?"

"There are two minutes and fifty-six seconds left before the four hours you gave, and there is no timeout."

I don’t know if it’s a habit, but when I hear the sound of the wind, Beerus will naturally think of all kinds of delicious foods and can’t help but move his index finger.

He licked his tongue wildly, turned around and looked at Changfeng: "You guy came back just in time."

"If it exceeds the time, I will first destroy the Vegeta planet, and then go to the Realm King God Realm to find the Eastern Realm King God to settle the score."

This childish but unconcealed threat made Changfeng laugh and cry, and he could only smile and smile bitterly.

"What does Lord Beerus want to eat? I'll make it right now."

"But given that a lot of time has been wasted today, I only plan to spend half an hour preparing dinner, and at most no more than an hour."

"Next, I will follow Mr. Weis to practice."

He said that, looking at Weiss.

"This is not possible."

Beerus immediately disagreed when he heard this, and his eyes narrowed instantly.

"I have always been used to eating more abundant dinners, so in addition to the appetizers before the meal, there are at least ten main dishes and three different desserts."

"so much?"

Changfeng was dumbfounded, and he began to feel a little regretful that he had promised Beerus to use making food to satisfy the other party's desire to practice in the destruction of the gods.

“This is the minimum requirement.”

Biruz ignored Changfeng's reaction and licked his lips and shook his tail, "I'm hungry now, hurry up and make food."

"If you choose any ingredients, you must make it delicious enough."

He stressed.

“…”

"Okay, please be patient."

Changfeng knew very well that if you want to get it, you must pay first, and he did not continue to complain or waste time.

And at this moment, on the other side.

Returning to the spacecraft on Kurdish planet.

Frieza, who received timely treatment from the Kurdish king, finally stabilized his injuries again.

He has the strong regeneration physique of the frozen demon clan and the best healing technology in the universe, Frieza soon woke up from a coma again.

And he has recovered some strength and does not need to rely entirely on life-sustaining systems to survive.

The moment the treatment cabin opened its eyes, Frieza was instantly angry and furious when he saw the scientists outside pointing at him.

Without saying a word, he raised his hand and emitted several purple-red lasers, killing all the scientists who were discussing how to speed up his injury recovery.

"Damn bastard!"

After killing these scientists, Frieza's anger did not completely dissipate.

As soon as he thought of what happened on his spaceship, he gritted his teeth with hatred.

"Frieza, what are you doing?"

When the Kurdish king heard the movement, he rushed over with his men. When he saw the scientists who fell all over the ground, he couldn't help but frown, feeling a little regretful.

These guys he had collected from the entire universe and mastered the top science and medical technology, but are now killed by Frieza.

"hateful!"

Frieza ignored King Kurdish's inquiry and clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.

“How long will it take for me to walk down the ground?”

He looked up at the opposite side of his treatment compartment, the mechanical lower limbs that had just finished processing the model.

This mechanical lower limb was tailored for him by the scientists just now.

After suffering such a serious injury, only half of the body was left. No matter how powerful the regeneration power was, it could no longer grow the lower half of the body. It could only be transplanted into the mechanical body to replace the original body parts.

This is what those scientists said.

It was also one of the important reasons why they angered Frieza and caused him to be killed.

How can a dignified emperor of the universe tolerate his body being transformed into a pile of ragged iron?

King Kurd knew his son's personality and temper best. When he saw his eyes staring at the mechanical lower limbs, he immediately understood the source of Frieza's anger.

"This is the latest technology in the entire universe. These are not ordinary mechanical bodies, but made of top-notch materials."

"Their strength is no less than your original body, or even stronger."

"And the flexibility and sensitivity are definitely not worse than your original body. Frieza, just rest assured."

"If there are no other concerns, I'll let them perform a transplant for you now."

The Kurdish king held his arms and looked at Frieza for a while.

Hearing his explanation, Frieza's mood was better, "Hmph..."

His cold and narrow eyes flashed with a light of hatred: "Father, you once said that there are three types of people in the universe that cannot be provoked."

"The first category is the God of Destruction, the second is the Mahuo, and the third is the Super Saiyan."

“Hmph…”

"I have encountered two other things except Mahuo Buu."

Frieza's eyes were cold and ruthless, and she gritted her teeth.

The Kurdish king hugged his arms and looked down at him without saying a word, not knowing what he wanted to say.

"I did remind you that no matter what, try not to provoke those guys."
To be continued...