"You… what did you say?" Vegeta suddenly had a bad feeling, and the smile on his face froze.
"Not long after, I heard that the King had exiled Broly to a relatively distant planet," Rez continued to add. "Because of this, Broly's father, Paragus, was furious; he seemed to have had a fight with the King, and then he boarded a spaceship to chase after him! Ever since then, those two have had no news. I just didn't expect them to be on Planet Vampa."
"There's such a thing?" Vegeta was stunned, a bit unable to snap out of it, his mouth agape.
"You've been to that planet too; its environment is extremely harsh, and it doesn't even have the most basic drinking water," Rez sighed, shaking his head. "It would be strange if Paragus wasn't angry when he suddenly met you!"
"These aren't the main point. I just want to know what Broly's power level was when he was just born?" Vegeta asked curiously, his eyes carrying a hint of nervousness.
Broly didn't seem very interested in these matters; he hugged the mineral water bottle again and started drinking, looking satisfied.
Perhaps for Broly, mineral water was the most delicious thing.
"As for that, I heard it later as well," Rez mused, recalling. "I heard the staff whispering about it back then; Broly's power level when he was just born was apparently 10,000."
"Y-y-you… you're… joking, right?" Vegeta stammered, exclaiming in shock, his eyes wide.
A power level of 10,000!
Just born, and his power level was already 10,000!
If this is true, then his power level reaching 500,000 now should be very easy, right?
Vegeta felt struck by lightning, feeling as if his worldview had been shattered.
"If my guess is correct, Broly should be the Legendary Super Saiyan that Frieza fears the most," Rez smiled.
"What? The Legendary Super Saiyan." Vegeta was stunned, opening his mouth, unable to speak for a long time.
He stared blankly at Broly, that guy who was still foolishly drinking water; he just couldn't connect him with the words "Legendary Super Saiyan."
"What does that mean?" Broly was confused, scratching his head, looking at Vegeta and then at Rez, completely not understanding what they were talking about.
"That's not right either!" Vegeta suddenly felt something was off, knitting his brows. "If Broly is the Legendary Super Saiyan, then what about you? Your power level is even higher than his, right?"
"By common logic, my power level shouldn't be as high as Broly's," Rez smiled and shook his head. "I just found the right way for me to train, that's all."
Vegeta went silent, falling into deep thought.
"All of this is thanks to Linoshi!" Rez expressed his sincere gratitude to Linoshi, looking at her with gentle eyes. "Perhaps I was born suited to training in Ultra Instinct!"
"You're welcome…" Linoshi waved her hand gently, embarrassed, her cheeks slightly flushed.
"Just… just because he found the right training method for himself?" Vegeta wore a thoughtful expression, muttering to himself.
Is there really a training method suitable for me?
Then what is my, Vegeta's, training method?
"Reflect on it well!" Rez patted Vegeta on the shoulder and turned to leave the Training Room.
Vegeta remained in place, falling into a daze, brows locked, contemplating this profound question.
Broly, meanwhile, was sipping his mineral water, getting happier the more he drank, his face full of a satisfied smile.
...
The vast starry sky, the boundless universe.
Frieza's spaceship.
The huge main hall was brightly lit, with various instruments flashing with eerie blue light.
Frieza was still sitting in that stroller-like flying vehicle, hovering in mid-air, narrowing his triangular eyes, emitting a cold aura from his entire body.
Zarbon walked in from outside, came before Frieza, and hurriedly bowed, his demeanor respectful.
"Is there any news from Cui's side?" Frieza asked, narrowing his eyes, his tone cold.
"Lord Frieza… Cui has also lost contact!" Zarbon's voice was somewhat low, his head bowed, not daring to look at Frieza.
"What? Could he have been killed by Rez and Vegeta again?" Frieza snorted coldly, feeling increasingly displeased, his fingers tapping lightly on the armrest.
"Lord Frieza, how about I go over and check personally?" Zarbon said hurriedly, raising his head to look at Frieza.
"They have already flown very, very far away; by the time you catch up, the opportunity will have long passed." Frieza narrowed his triangular eyes, his gaze becoming colder, and the aura around him grew a few degrees colder.
Zarbon thought about it carefully and realized that was true.
Even if he took the fastest spaceship to chase them now, it would take at least several days to catch up.
The problem was that not a single piece of information had come back from that side, so there was no way to know what had happened.
"Let the Ginyu Force go!" Frieza thought for a moment and immediately made up his mind.
"Are we mobilizing the Ginyu Force?" Zarbon was slightly startled, a bit surprised. "There shouldn't be a need to deploy them, right?"
"Mr. Zarbon." Berryblue, who was on the side, smiled slightly and took over the conversation. "I believe deploying the Ginyu Force is the best choice at the moment; this way, we can resolve this matter faster! Moreover, the Ginyu Force happens to be operating in that vicinity."
"That's right, you immediately contact the Ginyu Force and have them track down Vegeta and Rez!" Frieza issued the order, his tone unquestionable.
"Yes, Lord Frieza!" Zarbon and Berryblue bowed in unison.
...
Five days later.
Planet Cyril.
The spaceship passed through the atmosphere and landed slowly on an open plain.
Outside the porthole, a peculiar planet appeared before their eyes.
Large swathes of purple plants grew on the ground, their leaves swaying gently in the breeze, like a purple ocean.
The sky was unexpectedly blue, as clear as on Earth, with a few white clouds floating by.
The spaceship's landing gear touched the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.
"Creak—"
The spaceship hatch opened slowly.
Rez pulled Linoshi's hand and flew out from inside, landing on this land a step ahead.
Underfoot was soft purple grass, and the air carried a faint, delicate fragrance.
Broly and Vegeta followed closely behind, curiously looking around.
Broly widened his eyes looking at those purple plants, unable to resist squatting down to touch them, his face full of novelty.
Vegeta, on the other hand, crossed his arms and scrutinized this strange planet with a critical expression.
"Why come to a planet like this?" Vegeta asked, frowning in confusion.
"Speak less, look more." Rez glared at Vegeta, annoyed by his talkativeness, and then praised Broly. "Look at Broly, he hasn't said a word."
"That's because he doesn't talk much! He doesn't know what to say!" Vegeta argued, answering irritably, pointing at Broly who was still touching the grass.
"Look more! Speak less!" Broly imitated Rez, stood up, and glared at Vegeta, mimicking him vividly.
Vegeta: "..."
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