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Cyril Star.

A young man with blue hair stood on the top of the mountain.

From here, you can see the cities that were once prosperous but now have become ruins, with broken walls and ruins everywhere.

This young man is the only Cyril now, the survivor Granola.

One of the two survivors back then.

Granola is tall and strong, with a good proportion. You can tell at a glance that he is a warrior who is good at fighting.

He has blue hair, blue eyebrows, blue eyes, wheat-colored skin, and a handsome and extraordinary appearance. He wears a brown eye patch on his right eye.

It is his best partner, fighting assistant, and powerful artificial intelligence.

It has provided him with a lot of help.

Cyril people have the talent to strengthen their right eye. This eye can improve the accuracy of shooting and see through the enemy's weaknesses. They are a very good sniper race.

It's a pity that such an excellent race, now only Granola is left.

Granola's eagle-like eyes look at the ruined city in the distance.

The strong visual ability can clearly see the huge footprints in the city.

Those are the traces left by the Saiyan giant ape that invaded that year.

And further away, semicircular energy shields were turned upside down, and inside were small cities full of vitality.

That is the home of the current inhabitants of Cyril, the Hughes.

More than 50 years ago, the Sita family developed Cyril, which was destroyed by Frieza's army, and then sold it to the Hughes who were wandering in the universe at a high price.

The Hughes reorganized and now live in this energy shield.

Cyril is no longer the Cyril of the past.

Alas!

Granola was silent for a few seconds, exhaled heavily, retracted his gaze, then resolutely turned around and walked into the deep mountains and old forests.

Then, a voice sounded in his mind.

It was the voice of Otmir, the glasses-shaped robot worn on his right eye.

"Granola, why don't you live with the Huguet people?"

Granola said calmly,"That is the city that Sita built for the Huguet people. It's not a place for me to live.……"

"But... isn't that the Cyril planet?" Otmir asked doubtfully.

"That was more than 50 years ago. Granola sighed.

"Since the Sita family sold Cyril to the Hughes, the planet has belonged to the Hughes, so my grandfather and I live in a remote mountain."

"I see. In order to coexist, we need to maintain the necessary distance, is that right?"

"More or less. Besides... from this mountain I can see the city that was destroyed by Frieza's army. This will help me remember what they did on this planet."

"This makes me never forget the crimes of Frieza's army, and always reminds me to become stronger so that I can protect what I want to protect."

"……"

Soon, Granola came to his residence and pushed the door open.

He smiled and shouted,"Grandpa, I'm back."

Inside the house, the elderly Monette sat on a chair and watched TV.

The TV was playing a show by the Hugers.

Hearing the door being pushed open and the sound coming from it, Monette finally smiled and turned his head with difficulty.

"Granola, it's good to be back, it's good to be back."

Granola's eyes flashed with a barely perceptible sadness.

Grandpa, he has become older, even turning his head has become difficult...

Monet took the crutches at hand, tried to stand up, and walked towards Granola.

Granola's pupils shrank, and he quickly stepped forward to help him up

"Grandpa, let me help you."

""Oh, I'm really old and useless. I can't even move." Monette couldn't help but sigh.

Granola supported Monette, but his eyes looked towards the bookshelf.

In the center of the bookshelf, there was an orange dragon ball the size of a ping-pong ball.

"Grandpa, if you can find another two-star dragon ball, you can become young again, right?" Granola thought for a while and said.

Hearing Granola say this, Monet became excited.

He said:"Granola, I won't allow you to use the dragon balls like this!"

"How can this be considered as reckless use? Besides, if we can't find the other dragon ball, we can't realize our wish, right?" Granola let go of Monette, walked to the bookshelf, then picked up the orange dragon ball and placed it in the palm of his hand.

Monette sighed,"Yeah, it hasn't been found for decades, and it's probably gone."

Granola said:"It's really difficult to find such a small bead from such a big planet……"

Monet walked over slowly with his cane and said,"Granola, listen to me. Dragon Balls were originally props used in the ceremony to honor Namekian warriors, not to satisfy one's own selfish desires, so don't think about using Dragon Balls to restore my youth."

Granola:"…………"

But, in my heart, Grandpa is clearly the most powerful warrior.

After thinking for a while, Granola asked:"Grandpa, do you think there are other Namekians on other planets?"

Monet said:"Of course there are.……"

"The Namekians of course lived on Namek, but for some reason, we left Namek and settled on Cyril. I didn't expect that something like this would happen later."

"There used to be dozens of Namekians living here, but now I am the only one left.……"

Thinking of the past, those Namek compatriots who were brutally killed, Monette's cloudy eyes flashed with a strange look.

He continued:"We Namekians are a race that migrated to this universe from other worlds, so we are different from humans in this universe and know many strange magics."

"Creating dragon balls that can grant wishes is one of them."

"When I die, everything will be over, and the dragon ball will disappear."

Monette's voice was calm as he spoke these words.

But Granola became excited.

"How can this be possible?……"

"I must find another dragon ball, and then make a wish to restore my grandfather's youth, and make a wish to make this planet return to its previous state, I must!!!"

Monet frowned and said,"I told you not to use the dragon ball recklessly. If you really make such a wish, then those kind-hearted Hugh people will be driven out."

"Grandpa, it's already this late, and you're still thinking about others. You're so kind. If you think about others, then who will think about you, and who will think about me?"

"I just want my grandfather to be young again. I want Cyril Star to return to his old self.……"

"At worst, I will try to save money and find a suitable planet for the Hughes to live on."

Monet sighed and said,"Hey, Granola, what can you gain by doing this? This will only lead to more killings. Well, put the dragon ball down and forget about it. The most important thing is to enjoy your life now."

"Grandpa...Okay, I get it." Granola looked at the dragon ball in his hand and reluctantly put it back to its original place.

Suddenly, he turned his head and looked in the direction of the door.

His eyes suddenly burst out and he shouted:"Who's there? Get out!""

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