Before entering seclusion, Cooler had issued a command to all his subordinates: the moment they encountered Gran or Broly, they were to report it immediately.
Now, eight years had passed.
On a frozen blue planet in the Eastern Galaxy.
This world was 98% covered in ice.
At the peak of its tallest iceberg, a training chamber had been carved out within.
Suddenly..
One of the lackeys stationed outside the chamber received a message. Upon hearing that Gran had been spotted, he immediately activated the communication device and reported it inside.
Not long after the message was delivered—
Boom!
The door to the training chamber opened.
A blast of white vapor surged outward, and a figure slowly stepped out.
"Have they found Lord Gran?" the figure asked.
"Yes. According to the report, Lord Gran is currently on a nearby planet."
"Dismissed."
"Yes, sir!"
After the subordinate left—
Cooler stood at the entrance, now in his sleek, compact final form. He raised his hands, examining them, a faint smile curling at his lips.
"What a captivating power… If Lord Gran saw my current strength, he'd surely be pleased."
He paused for a moment.
"Then…"
"After I pay my respects to Lord Gran… I'll begin the Saiyan extermination plan!"
His eyes gleamed with cold killing intent.
The humiliation and near-death experience he suffered at the hands of the young Broly back then—he had never forgotten.
Raising his head, he looked up at the icy cavern.
A burst of white light suddenly enveloped his entire body—
BOOM!
He shot upward, blasting straight through the iceberg, leaving behind a massive tunnel as he soared into space.
Without even using a spacecraft, he flew directly toward Gran's location.
Meanwhile, in the vastness of space.
Gran was leading Bulma and Broly toward an unnamed planet.
After traveling across the stars for an hour—
Tap.
The three finally landed on a crimson planet.
"Gran, should I start building the Super Dragon Ball Radar now?" Bulma asked curiously.
"Isn't that obvious?"
Gran rolled his eyes. "Go on, show me what you've got."
But after he said that, Bulma didn't move.
The two simply stared at each other.
"…Well? Get started."
"Gran… where's the reference sample? Without an actual object, how do you expect me to upgrade the Dragon Radar out of thin air?"
"…Ah."
Gran slapped his forehead, looking slightly embarrassed.
"I forgot to tell you—the Super Dragon Ball is right beneath our feet."
This crimson planet was none other than the location where the Universe 6 vs Universe 7 martial arts tournament had been held in the original story.
"Huh?!"
Bulma's eyes widened.
She had already seen images of the Super Dragon Balls from Whis—they were planet-sized spheres, similar in appearance to regular Dragon Balls, just vastly larger.
She glanced around.
Nothing but endless red rock.
There wasn't even a hint of anything resembling a Dragon Ball.
As if reading her thoughts, Gran smiled.
"The planet beneath us is the Super Dragon Ball. It's just been covered by cosmic dust over time."
If he hadn't known from the original story, even he wouldn't have believed it.
"Watch closely."
Gran lifted his foot—
Crack!
With a single stomp, fractures spread rapidly across the planet's surface.
"No way…!"
Bulma and Broly immediately retreated.
Fortunately, Gran hadn't used much force. The cracks only spread for about a hundred kilometers before stopping.
The next second—
BOOM!
The fractured surface collapsed, and brilliant golden light burst forth from beneath the crust.
In an instant, the entire starry sky was illuminated by dazzling radiance.
The brilliance was so overwhelming that Gran and the others had to turn away, unable to look directly at the exposed Super Dragon Ball.
As they turned their backs, it almost felt as though a sacred hymn echoed faintly through the cosmos.
Only after the light and the divine resonance faded did they slowly turn back.
The Super Dragon Ball wasn't fully revealed—only a portion of the planet had been torn open, exposing a small section of its surface.
Within that section, a single star marking could be seen.
"This… is the Super Dragon Ball?!"
In that moment, not only Bulma—even Gran himself was shaken.
"Gran… it's… it's enormous!"
Bulma's mouth hung open in astonishment.
"Yeah… it really is."
Gran stepped forward, with Bulma and Broly following closely behind.
Reaching the boundary where the planetary crust met the Super Dragon Ball, Gran looked down.
Finally, he saw its true interior—
This was a four-star Super Dragon Ball.
Golden streams of light flowed endlessly within it, giving off an indescribably sacred aura.
"Gran… The dragon summoned from something like this… it should be able to grant any wish, right?" Bulma asked, barely suppressing her excitement.
"Any wish…?"
Gran fell silent for a moment before shaking his head.
"I don't think so. Even the Super Shenron should have limits—just like Earth's Shenron."
He wasn't speaking carelessly.
It was true that Super Shenron could restore things erased by the Omni-King, which seemed omnipotent.
But what if someone wished for something like—
Power beyond the Omni-King… beyond the Dragon God Zalama?
Could that really be granted?
"…Ah…"
Bulma's excitement instantly deflated.
She had thought Super Shenron was truly all-powerful.
"Don't look so disappointed," Gran said, patting her shoulder. "From my perspective, it might have limits. But from yours—as mortals—it's essentially omnipotent."
After all, perspective defined limits.
For someone like Bulma, wishes like eternal youth or immortality were already the peak of imagination.
"Alright."
Gran gave her a light push.
"Enough wasting time. Start building the Super Dragon Ball Radar."
"Gran, can I ask one more question?"
"You sure talk a lot. Go ahead."
"Once you gather all the Super Dragon Balls… what wish are you going to make?"
Before Gran could answer—
Broly spoke first.
"It's not Gran making the wish. It's me."
"…What?"
Bulma's eyes widened again. She wanted to ask more, but one look from Gran shut her up.
Reluctantly, she tossed out a Capsule.
Poof!
A fully equipped laboratory appeared.
She walked inside and immediately got to work.
Watching her back, Gran placed a hand on Broly's shoulder.
"It won't be long now. Your problem will be solved soon."
"…Mm!"
Broly nodded firmly.
"Thank you, Big Brother Gran."
END OF CHAPTER
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