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Chapter 124 The Grand Elder: "I ran into a high-level game before I died!"

"Kakarot."

"Kakarot."

"Kakarot!!!!"

Broly, his eyes bloodshot, shouted his name, getting more and more excited with each shout.

"What do you want to do??"

Carrot El almost thought he was going to go crazy again, and was about to punch him when Broly suddenly appeared in front of him, his eyes wide open.

For some reason, perhaps due to the hypnotic effect of the Mind Stone, or perhaps because his magic resistance was really as rumored, Carrot actually read a strange cuteness in the muscular man's eyes, which were staring like copper bells.

Holy crap, this is unbelievable!
"Is there any of this food left???"

"Is this all you eat on Earth?"

"Is there anything else to eat?"

Broly is socially awkward, but the expectation in his eyes speaks louder than words.

Carrotelle: "."

"Hehehe"

Just then, the kind laughter of the Great Elder came from the cliff not far away.

The docked spaceships resembled Noah's Ark from ancient times, and the lush green Namekians looked like a swarm of locusts fleeing an ancient flood.

With the elder's laughter, all the Namekians' eyes turned to the group of people.

Facing him directly, Carrot's gaze remained fixed on the Grand Elder. From the moment he saw him, Carrot knew that the old man had no intention of leaving.

The old man's skin was already brown and looked loose; despite his large size, he had no strength to stand up.

In the Elder, Carrot seemed to see Jor-El, who was destroyed during the Kryptonian Wars. Perhaps being able to perish alongside their homeworld was the best ending for people like them.

"Young man."

Sensing Carrot's gaze, the Grand Elder's face revealed a dying man's smile. Seeing this, El led Dandy and Karu forward:
"Elder, you can just call me El."

"Please rest assured that everything has been arranged before we arrived on Earth. Our friends on Namek will have a place to stay, and the children will be properly taken care of. The Justice League will provide them with a good educational environment and living quarters."

"To help them survive better."

Upon hearing Carrot's words, the elder's lips pursed deeply, and his heart warmed. He never expected that in such a critical moment, someone would extend such a generous helping hand to them.

Carrot's arrangement reveals that he wasn't solely there for Frieza, but also for Namek.

"Thank you, Mr. Superman. Namek will forever remember your friendship with Earth."

Carrot silently let go of her hand, and the next second Dandy and Karu ran to the Elder's side.

A group of Namekian cubs huddled around the old man, but this last bit of warmth was about to be shattered.

Sensing the terrifying aura approaching from afar, Carrot's tone became somewhat solemn:

“It was just a small favor. I believe you have already decided to stay here, and there are no survivors left in the village where these two children live.”

“Once the Dragon Balls are gone, Frieza will immediately notice. With their advanced detection technology, they will quickly lock onto Piccolo’s spaceship. So, just in case, I will launch an attack at the same time to buy you guys some time.”

"The Kurdish king has arrived; presumably, their detectors have detected everyone's vital signs."

"Although this is my first battle with Frieza, once this battle begins, there will be no turning back. The first battle is the final battle; it's either death or life."

Upon hearing this, the Grand Elder and the Namekians broke out in a cold sweat. Nail's presence was also approaching, and he was leading the last three survivors toward them.

"Then come here for a moment, child. I can lend you one last helping hand, and the Saiyans over there too."

The elder immediately recognized Broly's tail, a typical Saiyan symbol, and hurriedly beckoned the two of them over.

Time is running out; Neru should be able to catch up at the last minute.

Carrot nodded upon hearing this, and Broly, though somewhat puzzled, followed Carrot's lead and walked over, each standing on either side of the Grand Elder.

When the Grand Elder managed to lift his arm and place it on the two of them, it wasn't just a medical miracle; it was as if he had risen from the brink of death!
His eyes, which he had been unable to open due to weakness, suddenly opened, and his cloudy pupils trembled as if he had seen the dragon god Salama in person. He sat up abruptly.

"What???"

The elder was so frightened that he immediately let go of her hand. Good heavens, in Earthly terms, he had just been like a clunky computer from the last century, forced to play a demanding game that only the most advanced graphics card in the 21st century could handle!

The motherboard wasn't exactly burned out, it was practically shattered into eight pieces!

Good grief, I'm about to die, and you give me a high-level game!!

Porunga, Salama, Namek, what did he just sense?
If he had been even a second slower, he would have been dead.

"Cough cough cough! Cough cough cough! Cough cough cough! Sorry! Cough cough!"

"Your potential is far too great for my old age to challenge."

After just a brief moment of sensing it, the Grand Elder felt as if all his physical strength had been drained away.

"Ugh"

Seeing that the Grand Elder looked like he was about to cough up blood, Carrot El sighed. He had originally planned to ride on the wave of potential explosion, but now he decided to give up.

A cup of tea appeared out of some capsule and was brought to his lips.
"It's alright, you should rest for a while. This is to be expected. After all, unclogging a household toilet is not the same level of difficulty as doing aerospace engineering."

Upon hearing this, Bick instantly exploded: "Who are you calling a toilet???"

"Uh, it's a metaphor, a metaphor!"

Carrot El awkwardly waved his hands repeatedly: "If the new Grand Elder has already been chosen, let's get everyone on board as soon as possible! The sooner the better!"

Bick's expression was somewhat unnatural; he hadn't expected that El and the guy beside him would have such terrifying potential.

Unexpectedly, the Grand Elder almost died just from touching him. What terrifying potential this is.

"Don't worry, the Grand Elder has just chosen his first child, Mulin, the first elder of Namek, to be the new Grand Elder, and transferred the Dragon Balls to him."

Piccolo turned his head away. He wasn't upset about not becoming the Grand Elder; he was just even more resentful that he couldn't participate in the battle with his current strength.

There are three people on the other side, while Carrot El and Broly are only two. If he had the strength of two people now, would he also be able to get an opponent?
How awful! I hate it!

In fact, there is a way: if all the Namekians on the planet assimilate with him, he can join the war.

But Bick felt that it was better to run away than to play that style of play.

"There's no time! Everyone, get on the spaceship right away. Nebula and Gamora, come along too. King Kurd is here."

Carrot El's expression hardened, and he immediately gave orders to the crowd.

(End of this chapter)