"This kind of thing can't be spoken of, it's against the rules if you do," Vegeta said with a smile.
"Mhm, mhm..." Rumsshi shook his elephant trunk vigorously.
Whis covered her forehead, truly defeated by the two of them.
"Then be careful," Rumsshi patted Vegeta's shoulder.
"Got it," Vegeta nodded. "And don't forget the Super Dragon Balls a year from now, we still need to transfer that galaxy to the tenth universe."
Rumsshi: "..."
You're something else, kid.
It's one thing to offend Beerus, but you're going to offend Lord Beerus too?
"Whoosh!"
The next moment, Vegeta used Instant Transmission and vanished in an instant.
...
Seventh Universe, Earth.
After a week of trekking, Master Roshi finally returned to his home.
"Grandpa, where did you go?" Little Goku asked.
"To a very faraway place," Master Roshi adjusted his sunglasses.
"Master Mutaito, we've found that rock. I'll go get it now," Krillin said.
"The rock isn't important anymore," Master Roshi shook his head. "Today, you will begin your formal training! Are you mentally prepared? Kame Style training is about to commence!"
Krillin felt like happiness had come too suddenly.
He thought Master Mutaito had run off, finding them bothersome.
Little Goku was also excited and full of anticipation.
"By the way, Grandpa, where's Vegeta?" Little Goku asked.
"He has other things to do and won't be training with you," Master Roshi replied.
"That's such a shame, I think I could learn a lot from Vegeta," Little Goku expressed a small disappointment.
As they were speaking.
"Whoosh!"
Vegeta returned using Instant Transmission.
Master Roshi: "..."
Why are you back again?
What are you following me for?
Don't you have a girlfriend?
Wouldn't it be better to spend time with your girlfriend?
Or, perhaps you could take me to the women's bath again.
"You guys continue, I'll just watch and won't say anything," Vegeta's smile appeared as he sat down on a nearby rock.
"Ahem... Then let's begin," Master Roshi coughed and slowly spoke. "First, I will tell you how you are to learn martial arts! What I want to emphasize is that learning martial arts is not for fighting and winning, nor for acting recklessly with your strength! Learning martial arts promotes physical and mental health, generates abundant energy, and allows you to live a meaningful life with joy!"
Little Goku looked confused.
Krillin nodded solemnly.
"However, against wicked individuals who threaten themselves or others through unjust means, we must deliver a heavy blow!" Master Roshi said righteously, his expression stern, exuding immense justice, and he asked Little Goku and Krillin, "Do you both understand?"
"Not at all," Little Goku shook his head.
"In other words, train diligently and enjoy a happy life," Master Roshi rephrased.
"Oh, I understand now," Little Goku nodded with a smile.
"You dummy," Krillin rolled his eyes.
"Then, let's start training now, first with some running," Master Roshi called out, leading the way.
"Heave ho, heave ho, heave ho!"
The three jogged along the distant coastline at a steady pace.
Vegeta felt a sense of warmth.
Although Master Roshi's training methods were insignificant in the divine realm.
And somewhat comical.
Yet, by staying here, Vegeta felt a sense of peace.
It was as if his mind could be emptied.
If I hadn't been cheating, this might have been why Kakarot surpassed me in the future.
Vegeta felt that, purely comparing the original Vegeta and Son Goku.
Vegeta's earliest training was in body conditioning, cultivating his physical body.
Son Goku, on the other hand, cultivated his inner self, nurturing his mind.
All of this started with Master Roshi.
It could be said that Son Goku was the late bloomer.
If one were to ask who had better natural talent.
In truth, Vegeta's talent was quite strong.
The main issue was that Vegeta had never trained his inner self before.
Vegeta had lived in space since childhood, accustomed to a life of war, with minimal cultivation of his inner spirit.
This led to why Son Goku was always far ahead in the later stages.
What Vegeta lacked was this kind of inner cultivation.
Now that I have become Vegeta, I will properly train his inner self.
I will reach a ceiling that Kakarot can never attain.
Next, Vegeta joined Master Roshi and Little Goku in delivering milk.
Master Roshi's eyes welled up with tears.
This kid Vegeta's mindset has developed in a positive direction.
You're actually going to deliver milk with my disciples!
This is truly rare.
Master Roshi felt that Vegeta taking this step was a significant improvement.
His future achievements would be even more immeasurable.
Wait a minute!
This kid's strength has already far surpassed mine.
What are you still training for?
Master Roshi's thoughts wandered.
Despite his thoughts, Master Roshi continued to lead the way, bouncing along.
Little Goku and Krillin followed behind, each carrying a crate of milk.
"Vegeta, doesn't carrying two crates of milk tire you?" Little Goku asked without looking back.
"Our shoulders are already sore from running this long with just one crate," Krillin sighed.
"You two still need a lot more training. Forget about Vegeta carrying two crates, he could carry twenty crates without breaking a sweat," Master Roshi said with a smile.
After the three spoke, they realized Vegeta hadn't responded.
Little Goku and Krillin turned to look back.
"Huh? Where did Vegeta go?" Little Goku asked curiously.
"Strange guy, how did he disappear?" Krillin also looked perplexed.
"What? Gone again? Where's the milk?" Master Roshi exclaimed, suddenly realizing something.
"Did Vegeta take the milk?" Krillin inquired.
Master Roshi: "..."
Although two crates of milk weren't worth much.
They had been promised to a customer, to be delivered in the morning.
Now, halfway through, the milk was gone.
How was he supposed to explain this to the customer?
...
Tenth Universe, Rumsshi's Planet.
Vegeta arrived with two crates of milk.
"Whis, come and drink my milk," Vegeta beckoned to Whis.
Whis quickly flew over.
Rumsshi also flew over and landed beside Vegeta.
"Whis, hurry and drink your milk," Vegeta took a glass bottle of milk and handed it to Whis.
"You brat, you only care about Whis drinking milk, are you ignoring me?" Rumsshi said irritably, taking a bottle of milk and opening it himself.
Vegeta didn't reply.
Whis, holding a bottle of milk, took a small sip.
"Mmm, it's delicious, with a very special taste," Whis nodded in praise.