Chapter 114: Want to Join the Galactic Patrol?
"Mhm, just have the robot bring it to me when it arrives." Lin Qi casually leaned against a tree trunk and closed his eyes to rest.
"Hey... I feel like my eyes are really sharp. I saw you suddenly appear at Bulma's house out of nowhere!"
With nothing better to do, Jaco came up to Lin Qi, cupped a hand over his mouth, and whispered, "What other abilities do you have?"
"Interested in joining our Galactic Patrol?"
Lin Qi opened his eyes, and a dangerous glint flickered in them. He glanced at Jaco. "Are there any powerful guys in your Galactic Patrol?"
"Of course! Our top elite—Merus!" Jaco stood proudly with hands on hips, as if he were talking about himself.
"Merus?!" Lin Qi raised an eyebrow. An apprentice angel, huh? Maybe it wouldn't hurt to go spar with him under Jaco's lead.
But he wasn't particularly eager. His main interest at the moment was still that furless cat, who was still in hibernation.
"Anyone else strong?"
"Uh… I haven't really compared combat power, so I honestly don't know."
Jaco frowned and scratched his chin. Then, pointing proudly to himself, he declared, "But when it comes to height, I'm definitely top three!"
Looking at Jaco, who didn't even reach his shoulder, Lin Qi's mouth twitched slightly. "How many people are in your Galactic Patrol?"
"Thirty-six! That's a lot, right?!" Jaco puffed up with pride, even looking a little smug.
For some reason, as Jaco spoke, Lin Qi's mind conjured an image of the Galactic Patrol lined up in formation.
Then they were marching down the side of a road, their leader in a safety helmet, holding a little yellow flag?!
"Hey, hey… So are you going to join our Galactic Patrol or not? We don't take just anyone with average strength, you know!"
Seeing Lin Qi silent for a while, Jaco asked again, "How about it? Join us in protecting peace and justice across the universe?"
"That does sound kind of interesting…" Before Lin Qi could respond, Yamcha, who had walked over with arms crossed, beat him to it.
"Yamcha, you want to go too?!" Bulma, having just finished repairing the spaceship, jumped down and asked.
"If you're going, then call everyone else too… like Goku, Krillin, the others!"
"Uh…" Yamcha was a bit caught off guard. He looked puzzled and asked Bulma, "Why?"
"Hmph, I think it's about time you showed some ambition. All you do is chat idly with my mom every day instead of training properly!" Bulma snapped with a scowl.
But her tone carried a hint of coquettishness. As she spoke, she pulled out her phone and started calling.
"Hello, Launch? You still at Tien's place?"
"Ask Tien and Chiaotzu to come over…"
"Hey, Krillin? Come over… Master Roshi? Don't bring that old pervert!"
"Chi-Chi? Can you let Goku come over… Wait, why do I hear a kid in the background?"
Bulma was incredibly efficient—just a few calls and everyone was gathered.
Not long after, several streaks of light flashed across the sky, and with everyone assembled, Bulma gave a brief explanation.
The group exchanged looks. "Join the Galactic Patrol?"
Even Piccolo landed on a nearby rooftop, arms crossed, coldly observing the scene with a mocking expression.
"I thought you all were gathering to figure out how to deal with me!"
Jaco and Tights were completely stunned. This was supposed to be a quiet departure tomorrow—how did it turn into a whole group event?
"Joining or not, I don't mind either way… I've got nothing better to do," Goku said casually, hands behind his head.
Tien, on the other hand, seemed more reserved. He asked Jaco, "What does being in the Galactic Patrol involve?"
"Why, protecting peace and justice in the universe and fighting evil, of course."
Yamcha rubbed his chin. "So, like… taking down villains like Piccolo and those types?"
Feeling Piccolo's intense stare, Yamcha quickly shifted gears.
Goku, however, clenched his fists and shouted up at Piccolo, "Hey Piccolo, are you going too?"
Piccolo didn't even bother responding. Arms folded, he stood tall, gazing off toward the horizon, his cape billowing dramatically in the night breeze.
Lin Qi raised an eyebrow. Was Piccolo always this cocky in the early stages? Well, considering the crowd, he was indeed one of the stronger ones here.
As for the future...
"I wonder what kind of opponents we'd encounter in space?" Krillin asked curiously, turning to Chiaotzu.
"Hey, Tien, you better think this through…" Blonde Launch voiced her disapproval. "Those organizations always expect obedience!"
"What if their orders go against your own will? After all the trouble you went through to break away from the Crane School…"
"Even if 'Galactic Patrol' sounds impressive, still…"
Hearing her words, Tien hesitated. "Uh, well…"
Lin Qi simply watched as everyone chimed in with their opinions. Wasn't Jaco only inviting him? How did this turn into a group activity?
"How long until my delivery arrives?" Lin Qi asked Bulma, growing impatient.
"Thirteen minutes!" Bulma checked her phone, then scolded Lin Qi. "Don't you think joining the Galactic Patrol is way more important than your food?"
"Not really..." Lin Qi replied flatly. Was she kidding? That delivery was for Whis, plus Quitela and Cognac too.
Any one of those names had more pull than the Galactic Patrol!
He himself was even a candidate for God of Destruction.
In terms of strength, he was a whole tier above Merus—the one who taught future Goku Ultra Instinct!
After more back-and-forth, Tien eventually stepped forward as the group's spokesperson and said to Jaco, "Mr. Galactic Patrolman, we're honored by your invitation!"
Jaco looked bewildered. When did he invite all of them? He only asked Lin Qi!
Then Tien continued, "However, we'd like to learn more about your organization before making a final decision."
"Hmph, the Galactic Patrol might be in urgent need of new recruits, but it's not like just anyone can join!" Jaco snapped back, finally regaining his composure.
These guys—did they think they were too good for the Galactic Patrol?
"Joining requires an entrance exam. If you fail, you're out—no exceptions, not even if Tights pleads for you!"
"An exam, huh… Is it hard?" Yamcha asked with a furrowed brow, looking a bit worried.
If he failed, wouldn't that be super embarrassing in front of everyone?
"Of course it's hard! What kind of question is that?!" Jaco stood with arms akimbo. "The Galactic Patrol is made up of the galaxy's top elites…"
Listening to Jaco's endless boasting, Lin Qi let out a yawn. "Cut the nonsense. If we're leaving, let's just get going."
"Besides, Dr. Briefs has a spaceship."
In the original story, even a spaceship built by the genius Dr. Briefs would take 4,339 years to reach Namek, let alone the Galactic Patrol HQ.
But with Lin Qi around, who had been feeding alien tech to Dr. Briefs over the years, even if Piccolo's ship never got used—
Goku's spaceship, on the other hand, had been thoroughly 'borrowed' by the Briefs family. At least on paper.
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