Chapter 39: Mine! Mine! Mine!

Turles flew off toward Capsule Corp while laughing his heart out. He took in all the great sights of Earth white flying toward West City. Turles soared through the azure sky, the cool breeze ruffling his spiky hair as he released his worries into the wind. His laughter echoed around him, an expressive outlet for all of the joy and relief he was feeling at this moment. The sun cast a golden glow upon the landscape, illuminating it with a warm embrace. Below him, the beauty of Planet Earth unfolded, a mosaic of lush greens and vibrant blues.

As he streaked across the sky, the landscape shifted forms in real time beneath him. Verdant forests stretched their arms to the heavens, lively cities, large expanses of blue ocean, and more. Turles could feel the rush of the wind hugging his body. Rolling hills painted the Earth's curved body. They swelled and dipped in a rhythmic pattern, resembling the rise and fall of ocean waves frozen in time. The sight was even more mesmerizing because of Turles's victory.

As he approached West City, the sprawling megalopolis emerged on the horizon like a modern-day marvel. The city proudly stood across the landscape as it greeted Turles's descent to Capsule Corporation. Skyscrapers thrust upward like architectural marvels, their reflective surfaces capturing the sunlight in a dazzling display. Their heights seemed to touch the heavens themselves, testaments to the Earthling's unrelenting desire to reach new heights. The distant hum of activity grew louder, and the sounds of urban life echoed through the air. The city's heart pulsed with vitality, its streets bustling with people of various races and walks of life. Shops lined the avenues, each adorned with vibrant signs that advertised their wares. 

As Turles descended toward the entrance of the Brief's home, Capsule Corp, the core of this city. The building was a lot less impressive compared to the size and design of the other larger buildings in West City, but Turles knew that appearances weren't everything. The true value of this trip to West City was a few knick-knacks, meeting an old guy, and taking some important research. He teleported to the weakest ki signature in the house and nearly scared the life out of the old man, who fell on his behind at the sight of Turles.

"Goku…? You scared the heck out of me! What's the big idea scaring an old man like me?!" Dr. Brief shouted while waving his fist.

"Don't move." Turles threatened as he crouched down and placed his hand on Dr. Brief's head.

"What are you…" Turles paralyzed him with psychic power as he read through his memories.

Turles obtained the memories of how to run a multi-billion Zeni company, understand the process of making Dynocaps Capsule technology, all the important files surrounding capsule technology, making spaceships, making gravity chambers, and all sorts of other miscellaneous information. The old man was long-lived. It took a while for Turles to sort through all of his memories before killing him. His psychic power crushed the old man into a meatball. Though his bones, organs, and such resisted, it was nothing in the face of Turles's power.

A man as brilliant as this was no less of a genius than someone like Dr. Gero. If he ever found out the extent of Turles's carnage on Earth, there's no telling whether he would also find some way to make androids to hunt Turles down or develop some bio-weapon perfect against Saiyans. Turles killed Bulma in cold blood. His beautiful daughter was killed in the prime of her life. Only three years before she would give birth to a child and make Dr. Brief a grandfather. Who could say what this brilliant genius would do after hearing the news?

His beautiful wife suffered a less violent death. Turles was curious how she looked so young despite being in her 50s or 60s. He read her mind before shoving his arm through her chest and realizing Dr. Brief had created an aging cream specifically for his wife and, well, for his own preferences as well. Turles made sure he would bring that back to his scientists to study as well. Would be an attractive item to sell with a few changes to include the Planet Trade Organization brand on it.

Turles spent several hours teleporting between Earth and the headquarters of the Planet Trade Organization. Sending all the research and technology in Capsule Corp to his scientists and engineers. When that was finished, he snatched up the Dragon Radar and blew up Capsule Corp behind him as he began hunting for the balls. With Turles's speed, it didn't take long for him to gather up the dragon balls and summon Shenron.

"Eternal Dragon, I summon you to grant my wish!" Turles shouted to the heavens.

In the midst of Earth's vibrant sky, a profound transformation occurred as Turles commenced the summoning of Shenron. The atmosphere, once bathed in the warm hues of day, darkened into an enigmatic obsidian canvas. Emerging from the power of the dragon balls, Shenron manifested with an aura of magnificence. His form, reminiscent of the revered dragons, materialized with intricate details that defied imagination. Brown antlers adorned his regal head, and sharp teeth lined his formidable maw. His green scaly skin shimmered ethereally under the newly obsidian sky, while his intense red eyes exuded an ageless wisdom that reached into the depths of the universe. 

A long serpentine body extended from his majestic head, a symbol of his eternal existence. His flowing green hair cascaded like emerald waterfalls from his cheeks, an ethereal touch that accentuated his majestic presence. Whisker-like barbels extended from his long snout, imparting an air of both mystique and authority. Crescent-shaped nostrils flared, seemingly breathing the very essence of existence.

"What is your wish?" Shenron asked.

"Immorality! No matter what injury I suffer, my body will recover to its original form!" Turles explained.

"Your wish is now granted. Farewell." Shenron disappeared back into the dragon balls before they split off in seven different directions.

Turles clenched his fist as he looked at his body. He didn't really feel any different. But he knew better than to doubt the power of the eternal dragon. With one of his security blankets in place, the only people he would need to fear now are a pitiful few. "This is how a bad guy gets things done!" Turles maniacally laughed as he teleported to the Lookout.

"Hey, Namekians." Turles saw an injured but recovering Piccolo touching Kami's chest. "Can I have a moment of your time, please?"

"No! DO IT NOW, KAMI!" Piccolo shouted at Earth's Guardian.

Kami began charging up to combine with Piccolo, only for Turles to stop time by holding his breath. He placed his palm on Kami's head and, after him, Popo's head. His main reason for doing so was to learn how to create his own Hyperbolic Time Chamber for himself and the members of the Planet Trade Organization. Once he gained sufficient knowledge, he allowed Piccolo to absorb Kami. An additional ability he gained from absorbing the memories of Kami was the Kai Kai technique.

The Kai Kai technique was a superior version of the instant transmission technique. Unlike instant transmission, with the Kai Kai technique, Turles didn't need to focus in on a specific energy signature. He could teleport anywhere inside and outside the universe. And his next destination?

"Have fun." Turles waved goodbye to the Nameless Namekian as he teleported with Kai Kai.

…

"Hello kitty." Turles greeted the fat cat, freezing him in place with telekinesis.

Turles placed his hand on the cat's head while ignoring Yajirobe's desperate sword strikes to protect his best friend. He learned exactly how to cultivate the senzu beans. "Let go of my best friend! Get off of him! Leave him alone!" Yajirobe continually slashed at Turles's back to kill him. Turles's tail effortlessly met his sword strikes at every cut.

But the cultivation of the senzu beans wasn't the only thing he learned from Korin. He also learned how to make the ultra divine water, which brought out all of the drinker's latent potential if they survived poisonous and painful effects. Then there was the enormous nimbus cloud he learned how to call too.

The regular nimbus would be useless to his soldiers, so he called its cooler brother instead. The enormous dark nimbus cloud. As he let out a shout, a giant dark purple cloud came zooming toward Korin Tower. His tail wrapped around Yajirobe's thick neck and began squeezing the life out of him. Turles gently massaged the incredibly soft clouds meant for impure passengers instead of pure ones.

As he snapped Yajirobe's neck, he tossed the well-intentioned glutton toward Korin with enough force to take them both off the side of the edge. Piccolo arrived just in time to see Turles teleporting away with the clouds and all of the senzu beans available at the tower to headquarters before making his way to his next destination on Earth.

"Yo." Turles greeted the Turtle Hermit in a similar manner to Kakarot.

"Goku!? You're back!?" Roshi exclaimed.

"I guess you can say he was." Turles chuckled as he grabbed the old pervert by the skull and lifted him up, taking all of his knowledge.

Roshi began striking at Turles with all of his power once he felt the strong grip on his head and the evil nature of the man impersonating his student! Turles stole information about Roshi's hypnosis technique, learning about his max power form for the soldiers, and the location of the paradise herbs. Hypnosis would be useful for diplomacy. Paradise herbs would be used as rewards for the soldiers and to increase the lifespan of himself and anyone worthy. He crushed the old man's skull once he stole everything he needed from him.

Fortuneteller Baba was going to be useful for a new division in the Planet Trade Organization he planned to make. Similar to that oracle fish owned by Beerus. Turles teleported to her tent. She looked at him, seemingly already knowing her own fate. Just as her lips were about to move, Turles froze her with psychic energy.

"I don't wanna hear it." Turles began stealing her memories of divination. All the ins and outs of telling the future were flowing into Turles's brain.

He blasted her to ash. Stole her crystal ball. Dropped it off at headquarters. And returned to Earth above a mound of dirt.

"Hey there, my new little buggy friend." Turles looked down as he gathered a ball of energy in his hand.