Granolah turned to face Elec and said, "Stop wasting time. What's the mission about? As far as I know, Frieza has been missing for decades, and those wild apes—the Saiyans—weren't their planet wiped out by a giant meteorite? Elec, are you seriously telling me there's a mission involving Frieza and the Saiyans?"
Elec laughed. "Hahaha, Granolah, the information you have is outdated. You haven't kept up with the latest developments. Only the core members of the Heeter family know the most current inside information."
Granolah glared at him, remaining silent and waiting for Elec to continue.
Elec met his gaze and continued, "What I'm about to tell you is this: although Frieza is indeed missing and likely dead, he has a brother who is still alive. His name is Cooler. This Cooler has gathered the remnants of Frieza's army, including several surviving Saiyans who participated in the invasion of Planet Cereal."
Hearing Elec's words, Granolah's breathing became rapid, and his voice rose several decibels.
"Tell me where they are! I'm going to kill them and avenge my people!"
Elec, pleased with Granolah's reaction, grinned. "Why? You want revenge? Granolah, I advise you to forget it. Cooler is stronger than Frieza, and those Saiyans aren't weak either. You wouldn't stand a chance against them."
"How would I know if I don't try? Tell me now! Where are they?" Granolah was trembling with anger, his fists clenched as he stepped toward Elec, demanding answers.
Seeing his brother threatened, Gas moved into action.
In an instant, Gas disappeared and reappeared behind Granolah. With a swift kick, he struck Granolah's legs, sending him tumbling forward.
But Gas was faster. He locked his legs around Granolah's neck and flipped him over, slamming Granolah onto the floor with a loud thud.
Granolah hit the ground face-first, and his anger boiled over.
"Gas, damn you!" Granolah growled, furious.
He had been too excited and careless, allowing Gas to catch him off guard. The humiliation burned inside him.
"Hmph!" Gas scoffed, his cold eyes fixed on Granolah as he prepared to strike again.
As Gas rushed forward, Granolah quickly slapped the ground with both palms, using the momentum to bounce back up.
Boom!
Granolah managed to block Gas's next attack, but the force of the blows sent powerful gusts of wind and surges of Ki rippling through the hall.
Boom!
Another two-hit combo. Although Granolah successfully defended himself, his arm bones ached unbearably, feeling as though they were on the verge of snapping.
Gas's strength was indeed formidable—much stronger than Granolah had anticipated. The realization shocked him.
What a terrifying guy, Granolah thought, sweat dripping down his forehead from the pain in his arms.
At that moment, Elec spoke up. "Okay, Gas, that's enough."
Gas immediately stopped, stepping back with a cold, indifferent expression, as if he hadn't just been in a fight.
Elec glanced at the disheveled Granolah and asked, "Can you calm down now?"
Granolah rubbed his hands together and said nothing.
Elec continued, "I understand your hatred for them. The Saiyans and Frieza's army are indeed despicable, but there's no need to be so impulsive. If you rush into this recklessly, you'll only end up losing. You have to wait until the time is right. Our Heeter family will help you. Frieza's army and the Saiyans are our common enemies, and their existence is a significant problem for us as well."
"Got it?" Elec asked.
After listening to Elec's reasoning, Granolah calmed down somewhat and reluctantly replied, "Yeah, I got it."
"Good, just keep cool," Elec nodded with a smile.
Granolah then asked, "You didn't call me here just to tell me this, did you? This isn't exactly a mission."
"Haha, you're right. There is another task for you to complete. That's the main reason I called you here. What I just told you was just an appetizer," Elec laughed.
"What is it?" Granolah asked, his tone serious.
"Here's the deal," Elec began, revealing the mission that had been prepared in advance. "We've received reliable intelligence that two Saiyans, remnants of Frieza's army, are currently on a mission on a remote planet called Earth. Your task is to capture them alive. The information in their heads is of great value to us."
"The surviving Saiyans? On Earth? Can't I just kill them?" Granolah's eyes widened with fury.
"No, their lives are worthless, but the knowledge they possess is invaluable. As I mentioned earlier, dealing with Cooler won't be easy. We need to gather intel on his situation. Only by knowing ourselves and the enemy can we hope to win."
"But I promise you, after we've extracted all the information from them, I'll hand over the two Saiyans to you for disposal. Of course, the reward for this mission will also be quite generous."
"Fine, just give me the coordinates for Earth," Granolah agreed, his resolve firm.
"Excellent! Hahaha, I wish you the best of luck. We're looking forward to your triumphant return," Elec said with a laugh, sending Granolah the coordinates for Earth.
Elec could never have imagined that the fabricated mission he concocted would actually lead to Saiyans living on Earth. The coincidence was almost too incredible to believe.
His primary objective was simply to trick Granolah into leaving so that the Heeter family could collect the Dragon Balls on Planet Cereal.
Granolah, eager to complete the mission, quickly left with the coordinates for Earth.
As he departed, Elec's eyes gleamed with cold calculation.
He then sent a message to Macki and Oil, who were still on Planet Cereal.
"Macki, Granolah has left for Earth to carry out a mission. He won't be back for at least a week, so you can proceed without any concerns."
"Hehe, big brother, you're truly a genius strategist. That annoying Granolah fell for it so easily," Macki laughed.
Elec continued, "By the way, Granolah lost his mind as soon as he heard about Frieza's army and the Saiyans. His hatred for them is intense."
Gas, who was standing nearby, remarked, "It's understandable, considering Frieza's army made him lose his home."
"Hmph, that kid's power has grown significantly recently, and he's becoming a bit too arrogant," Elec said, his smile fading. "It'll be a problem if he becomes stronger than you, Gas."
Gas responded confidently, "I won't lose to him."
"Of course, you're the treasure of our family, so you won't lose to him. But minimizing risks is the golden rule of business."
"That's why I plan to use the power of Cooler's legion to eliminate him, hehe."
Macki added, "Hehe, so that's the plan. Big brother, you're truly far-sighted."
Elec replied, "But don't worry about that for now, Macki. Your top priority is to gather the two Dragon Balls on Planet Cereal. Also, see if you can get more information from our old friend Monaito."
"Go do it now."
"Yes, sir!"
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