"How much?" Vegeta asked with interest.
"The combat power of a God of Destruction cannot be calculated by numbers! If we must calculate it..." Ramsy said, turning to Whis, "Whis, can you calculate what my strength would be if converted to his combat power?"
"Oh my... this is a big project," Whis said with a smile. "Let me calculate..."
Whis silently calculated with his fingers.
One minute later.
"If we have to convert Lord Ramsy's strength into combat power, it would be approximately 10 to the power of 47," Whis mused. "This is a truly terrifying astronomical figure."
Vegeta: "..."
Vegeta fell silent.
10 to the power of 47.
That's 1 followed by 47 zeros.
Indeed, an astronomical figure.
"Actually, this calculation isn't entirely accurate. After all, gods have their own ways of fighting. While numbers can be a unit of quantification, when a God of Destruction truly fights, it's about Hakai techniques, the energy of destruction," Whis explained.
"I understand," Vegeta nodded.
Whis: "..."
How can you understand just like that?
"So, whoever condenses more destructive energy is more powerful, right?" Vegeta asked.
"Boy, did you even understand?" Ramsy asked with a dark expression. "What do you mean by whoever condenses more destructive energy is more powerful? The size of the destruction has nothing to do with the strength of a God of Destruction."
"For example, if our destructive energy has the same intensity, doesn't a larger condensation mean greater power?" Vegeta retorted earnestly.
Ramsy: "..."
"Mr. Vegeta is also correct. When the intensity of destructive energy is the same, a larger condensation indeed leads to greater power," Whis nodded.
"Whis, you can't indulge him. He's just spouting nonsense," Ramsy grumbled.
"Whether it's nonsense or not doesn't matter anymore," Vegeta said with a smile. "Let's continue. I want to keep increasing my combat power and aim to reach 10 billion today."
Ramsy let out a helpless sigh.
Why do I feel so tired from training with this brat?
I've beaten him so badly.
Yet he doesn't complain at all.
This gives Ramsy absolutely no sense of accomplishment.
Normally, beating people up was a joyous occasion for Ramsy.
But Ramsy's punches and kicks landed on Vegeta, and Vegeta acted as if nothing happened.
Even during the subsequent battle,
Vegeta even tore off his own arm and used his severed limb as a weapon.
After witnessing this fighting style, Ramsy felt like he was about to collapse.
Is this how you're supposed to fight?
A day passed quickly.
Vegeta checked his energy levels.
The gains were quite substantial.
Although he hadn't reached the height of 10 billion,
Vegeta had increased his base combat power to 8 billion.
This Super Divine Water is a good thing.
I had already reached my limit.
But after drinking the Super Divine Water, my limit was raised again.
Now that my combat power has reached 8 billion, it seems like it can still double.
Vegeta was delighted.
That evening, Vegeta, in a good mood, specially added an extra chicken leg for both Whis and Ramsy.
Orleans-flavored roasted chicken legs.
After tasting the delicious chicken legs, Ramsy felt much better about his unhappiness.
"Hey, brat, what are your plans for tomorrow?" Ramsy asked. "Are you going to continue training with me?"
"Of course not. Tomorrow I'll train with Whis. Didn't we agree that you would train me on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays, and Whis on Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Saturdays?" Vegeta shook his head.
Training requires a balance of work and rest.
Vegeta deeply understood this principle.
Constantly training with Ramsy, constantly improving his combat power through near-death experiences, was not a long-term solution.
Vegeta needed a period of adaptation.
And that adaptation period was to train with Whis.
The day spent training with Whis would allow Vegeta to maximize the combat power he had increased.
Upon hearing that he wouldn't have to train with Vegeta tomorrow, Ramsy breathed a slight sigh of relief.
I feel more exhausted than you after training with you for a day.
...
The next day.
Vegeta and Whis were ready for battle.
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"
Vegeta unleashed all his energy and launched a fierce attack at Whis.
He still couldn't even touch Whis's clothes.
Vegeta thought, if my current combat power were converted to Whis's calculation method, how much would it be?
It seems to be less than 10 to the power of 10.
10 to the power of 10 is 10 billion.
My combat power is only 8 billion.
The road ahead is long, and I will seek and explore.
My greatest objective is to touch Whis... cough, to touch Whis.
Alright, I admit I got the wrong idea.
"Mr. Vegeta is still reacting by thinking with his brain and then moving his body," Whis said with a smile. "The essence of Ultra Instinct is that every part of the body can move freely."
"Every part of the body can move freely?" Vegeta's mind immediately drifted again.
"Hey... what's with that expression?" Whis wiped his sweat.
How come I feel like you're thinking about something improper?
You're only 5 years old, aren't you?
Are children these days maturing so early?
"It's nothing, don't mind the details," Vegeta grinned.
The day's training ended quickly.
Although Vegeta's combat power didn't seem to increase today,
Vegeta knew deeply that.
Even though his combat power didn't increase today, his energy underwent a qualitative change.
If it was a quantitative change before.
Then now it's a qualitative transformation of energy.
Vegeta clearly felt that his energy was gradually transforming towards divine power.
Although the transformation process would be long,
the mere sign of it was a good thing.
Whis: "..."
Whis stared blankly at Vegeta, feeling like he couldn't see through him anymore.
This little guy's talent is truly extraordinary.
...
Time flowed like water, and years flew by like a shuttle.
Unknowingly, nine years had passed.
As agreed.
Vegeta trained with Ramsy every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday.
During training with Ramsy, Vegeta's main task was to learn to endure beatings.
To constantly grow through being beaten.
Actually, for Vegeta, this pain was nothing.
Compared to the Super Divine Water... well, there was no comparison.
However, after each training session with Ramsy, Vegeta would take out a small notebook and a pen and write down a number.
Ramsy was quite puzzled by this.
What does this number mean?