American comic book: God among men, Saiyan-Kryptonian hybrid

Chapter 154 A Heart-to-Heart Talk with Broly

The campfire's gentle warmth, though not as dazzling as the sun, carried a unique coziness, bringing a sense of peace, at least for this moment.

Carrot Al curled up in a blanket, silently looking at the photograph of Bulma and the Kents, a smile spreading across his face.

I wonder if my unborn little one is doing well. He'll probably be even stronger than Gohan.

Anyway, as long as he doesn't wear all green and do those awkward Ginyu Force dance moves, even if he calls himself a Super Saiyan, it would still fit his background.

Broly also seemed quite at ease; since joining the Thanos Legion, he didn't know how long it had been since he had looked at the starry sky like this.

Although the Milky Way in this galaxy was a dim, unshining expanse, Broly still leaned against the big tree, patiently telling Carrot his story.

His experience was simple, even tedious, but it was perhaps the only thing he possessed that he was willing to share with Carrot El.

"So, do we need to pick up your pet friend?"

After a long while, Carrot Al became sleepy, even though he didn't need to sleep. Broly's tedious experiences still made him sleepy, which was far from the fairy tales that Martha used to tell him to put him to sleep when he was a child.

Upon hearing this, Broly shook his head in disappointment: "No need. I applied to Thanos before, but when I returned to Wampa, it was already dead."

"And you, Kakarot, what kind of life did you lead on Earth?"

The swaying moonlight brushed against the lamplight, and the starry sky was shrouded in twilight. Broly looked at the photograph in Carrot's hand and asked curiously, "Who are these people?"

Carrot smiled faintly and handed the photo in his hand to Broly: "My life can't be explained in a sentence or two."

"Reading, adventure, practicing martial arts, falling in love, earning money to support the family, starting a company, occasionally planning my life and future, and sometimes challenging a few interesting people."

"This is the greatest joy for me, like a sculptor watching as pieces of high-quality wood are carved into exquisite works of art."

"As for the people in the photo, they are my adoptive parents and wife. When I came to Earth, my biological father had already passed away, and they adopted me."

"As for my wife, although we haven't had a wedding yet, we already have a child."

Regarding the wedding, Carrot originally wanted to follow tradition and hold his wedding with Bulma at a world-renowned martial arts tournament.

However, there's a rule in the world of American comics: no matter how good the plan is, things will eventually go wrong, so it's been delayed until now.

The Earth has basically become a training ground for the older generation. I guess no one will let go of the opportunity to leave with their cheat code, and they are all going to cause trouble like crazy.

Let them do what they want; it won't cause too much trouble anyway.

"Unbelievable, you actually have a wife and children???"

Broly's eyes widened, then dimmed slightly: "I really envy you, Kakarot, you already have a family and a new life on Earth."

Carrot smiled and then started chatting with Broly. The two seemed like friends who had grown up together since birth; whenever they sat together, they could talk about anything.
"You'll have a Broly too. I think Gamora is pretty good; she's a very nice girl."

"So? Have you decided to settle down and start a family with her on Earth?"

Broly's face instantly turned red, and he stammered, trembling, "No way, I...I...I didn't mean it!!"

Carrot El, with his hands folded behind his head like pillows, laughed wickedly, "Really not? Thanos even gave you the Mind Stone as a dowry."

"It's just a pity that his dream was not to become a cosmic overlord, but to fulfill his so-called destiny by artificially creating the process of entropy reduction in the universe, thus omitting the destruction of the universe due to the reduction of resources caused by racial wars."

"Otherwise, I think with Thanos's intelligence, he would never sacrifice you like this; he would definitely keep you by his side."

Carrot El's words plunged Broly into silence. Regardless of how Thanos treated him, he had been there for so long and had witnessed Thanos's army slaughtering planets before; it felt like a different kind of natural disaster.

"You seem to know him very well?"

Carrot El shook his head: "I don't know that much about it either, but now, you've completed his mission."

"Thanos is a smart man. Even if he knows you're still alive, he won't come looking for you if you don't go looking for him."

"But from now on, there will be no more real estate developers like Frieza in the universe, and all those civilizations that migrated to other planets have lost a way to survive resource depletion."

"Therefore, Thanos will probably be even more determined to achieve his goal."

Broly gazed at the clear reflection in the kettle, reached out, and gently touched the scar on his cheek, asking:
"So, do you think this is a good thing or a bad thing?" Hearing this, Carrot El glanced at him with some surprise, because he could detect a sense of compassion in Broly's tone.

It's like Iron Man and Batman's pilgrimage to find their souls.

It seems that Broly, having experienced great ups and downs, has also completed his transformation.

But Carrot El did not answer his question, because it was an unsolvable problem.

"Train hard. Getting stronger is always a good thing. You can become much stronger than you imagine."

Broly nodded silently.

That night, the two talked about many things. Carrot also told Broly about the Codex of Life, explaining his plan to rebuild the Saiyan and Kryptonian civilization. This plan was naturally approved by Broly.

However, Carrot El was not in a hurry about this matter. The two agreed that it would be best to optimize both the Saiyan and Kryptonian civilizations on Earth.

In the dead of night, the snoring of sleeping people drew back the misty veil, and suddenly the sound of an engine came from the quiet starry sky.

Upon hearing that faint sound, Carrotel instantly opened his eyes. Even though they were thousands of kilometers apart, he immediately heard the faint engine sound.

The faint light fell like stars into the distant forest, and as the spaceship landed, a palace rose from the ground.

In an instant, his vision became clear enough to see the fine lines dozens of kilometers away, and after just one glance, he could not look away.

It was a truly luxurious interstellar spaceship, far more luxurious than even the chariot of a cosmic emperor.

If we must distinguish between the two, one is an official seat that displays power, while the other is a luxurious business seat.

It's grand and luxurious, practically a seven-star resort.

But it is precisely this kind of luxurious business style that better suits Carrot Eyre's taste.

I love it! I love it!
"So this isn't an unclaimed planet after all. Perfect, I'll go ask for directions."

The next second, Carrot's figure vanished from the spot.

Broly didn't hear the noise, so he lifted his eyelids slightly, turned over, and continued sleeping.

No matter what kind of trouble Carrot gets up in the middle of the night, as long as he doesn't blow up the planet, it's none of his business. He just wants to get some sleep right now.

After landing back in the luxurious castle where Ego's true form rests, the Mantis looked quite dejected, and the two antennae on her head swayed, causing a slight frown to appear on her forehead.

This escape attempt also ended in failure.

Ego once again went to search for his child. He would not return to his main body to replenish his energy until his clone's energy was exhausted.

It was at this opportunity that the Mantis Woman had a chance to escape.

She knew all too well how many bones lay on this planet, and how bloody and cruel the man called her father was.

On the surface of this planet, which is covered with lush foliage, the underground is filled with giant skeleton mountains built from the remains of one's own flesh and blood.

She tried to escape time and time again, but the galaxies beyond the region were like a vast net, always keeping her outside.

Suddenly, as Mantis stepped out the door, she unexpectedly bumped into Carrot El's chest, which startled her greatly.

"what!!"

The Mantis Woman felt a sharp pain in her forehead and instinctively reached out to cover it, as if she had bumped into a steel pillar. The pain made her wince, but the next second, she froze.

"Who are you??"

The unfamiliar face before her immediately made the Mantis Woman assume a fighting stance, becoming wary as if facing a formidable enemy.

He almost thought it was Igor who had returned. If he had discovered that she had escaped, she would probably have ended up as one of the millions of skeletons in the basement.

But to everyone's surprise, the person who suddenly appeared in front of them was not Igor, but a strange man.

(End of this chapter)