Jaco had come out this time to find suitable replacement parts for his destroyed Spaceship.
His gaze swept through the shops along the street, passing one after another, but he consistently came up empty-handed.
His face was full of frustration; his brows were knit together, and his mouth was slightly pouted.
Jaco wandered around aimlessly for a while before looking up at the sky.
The night sky was already filled with stars, and the moon showed half its face from behind the clouds.
Feeling that it was late enough, he planned to return to the small island where Dr. Sheng lived.
Dr. Sheng was a scientist Jaco had met on Earth, and Jaco was currently staying at his home.
However, just as Jaco was preparing to head back, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar face appearing inside a restaurant not far away.
His footsteps came to a sudden halt, and his body felt as if it were nailed to the ground.
"T-t-t... That's..." Jaco started stuttering again, his complexion changing repeatedly from green to white, then from white to purple.
His pupils constricted sharply, his lips trembled, and his fingers unconsciously gripped the hem of his clothes.
Through the transparent glass of that restaurant, there was a figure Jaco knew all too well.
The figure was sitting at a dining table, holding chopsticks and bringing a piece of braised pork to his mouth.
His movements were casual and natural, and his face bore an expression of some satisfaction.
The two small holes on Jaco's forehead began to seep liquid again.
"Vegeta?" Jaco's mouth twitched violently; for a moment, he didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
His eyes were wide and round, his mouth slightly open, and his expression looked as if he had swallowed a live fly.
As the Prince of Planet Vegeta, the Galactic Patrol naturally had files on him.
As for Rez's data, the Galactic Patrol hadn't gotten around to collecting it yet.
Because of Vegeta's status and the fact that he looked almost exactly like his father, Jaco recognized him at a single glance.
"This is really bad!" Jaco wanted to cry but had no tears. He slapped his forehead, but his fingers touched those two small holes, making him quickly pull back. "Why did Vegeta come to this planet too? Wasn't it supposed to be just one three-year-old infant?"
Jaco observed secretly for a while, his body shrinking behind a utility pole with only half his head showing.
His gaze shifted from Vegeta to Broly and Majin Buu, scanning back and forth between the two several times.
Currently, the three of them—Vegeta and the others—were feasting and drinking heavily in the restaurant.
The table was piled high with empty plates, and waiters bustled back and forth carrying new dishes.
Before Rez had parted ways with them, he had specifically stuffed two pounds of gold into their hands, enough to cover their food, clothing, and expenses.
If he hadn't given them money, there was no telling what kind of trouble these three wicked fellows might have caused.
"Delicious! So delicious!" Buu ate until his mouth was covered in grease, his cheeks bulging and sauce staining the corners of his mouth.
His chopsticks flew between the plates and his mouth at high speed, clearing the table like a whirlwind.
Once a plate was empty, he still wasn't satisfied and stuck out his tongue to lick the bottom.
"Eat slower! Vegeta and I won't have anything left to eat." Broly became unhappy. His chopsticks paused in mid-air, his eyes wide as he glared at Majin Buu, his hand gripping his chopsticks tightly.
"It's because you guys are too slow. Is that my fault?" Buu rolled his eyes, his mouth twitching with a look of disdain written all over his chubby face.
He picked up the last piece of meat he had just licked, waved it in front of Broly, and then stuffed it into his own mouth.
"What did you say?" Broly stood with hands on his hips, leaning forward and glaring furiously at Majin Buu.
"That's enough, Broly. You can't beat him anyway!" Vegeta advised. He reached out and patted Broly's shoulder; his palm landed with just the right amount of force.
"Rez said no fighting," Buu grinned, revealing two rows of somewhat uneven teeth.
He then made a provocative face at the two of them, sticking out his tongue and rolling his eyes while scratching his cheeks with his chubby fingers.
Broly was beyond furious; his fists clenched until they cracked, and golden aura flickered around his body.
However, remembering Rez's instructions, he couldn't easily make a move. He could only stare blankly, his teeth grinding audibly.
Soon, the waiter brought several more plates of food to the table, the plates making a crisp sound as they landed on the marble surface.
Broly was quick; he snatched a plate of food and dumped it directly into his mouth.
He didn't even use chopsticks; the plate was pressed against his mouth as the sauce dripped down the corners.
Vegeta's speed was also extremely fast. He snatched another plate, flipped his wrist, and poured the entire dish into his mouth.
He chewed a few times, his Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed, then he clapped his hands with a smug smile on his face.
Buu was a step too late after all; his chopsticks reached into an empty plate and caught nothing.
He couldn't help but huff, his chubby face filled with dissatisfaction as his cheeks puffed out.
The waiter standing nearby was scared witless, nearly dropping the tray in his hands.
His mouth hung open and his eyes were wide as his gaze swept back and forth between the three of them.
Are these three even human?
"It really is Vegeta!" Jaco was trembling all over. He crouched even lower, revealing only his eyes. "They really are Saiyans! But who is that fat guy?"
Just then, Vegeta suddenly looked up and glanced outside.
His gaze was like a blade, piercing through the glass window and scanning the street.
Jaco was startled and hastily ducked down, his back pressed tightly against the utility pole, not daring to even breathe.
His heart pounded wildly in his chest, and his palms were covered in cold sweat.
This won't do! I have to find a way to contact headquarters immediately.
Things are about to go haywire here on Earth!
Jaco carefully left the scene, his footsteps light and hurried like a cat that had stolen something.
He rounded the street corner and, after confirming no one was following, dared to quicken his pace. He vanished into the night in a flash, returning to the island where Dr. Sheng lived.
...
West City, Capsule Corp Headquarters.
Bulma's home.
Rez hovered in the night sky, looking down at the vast estate below, his eyes brightening slightly.
Bulma's home was incredibly spacious, covering an extremely large area.
The perimeter wall stretched beyond the horizon, with several buildings scattered neatly inside.
After all, their family even kept dinosaurs.
An artificial lake had been built in the yard, its waters shimmering under the moonlight, along with a green lawn that was perfectly manicured.
Although it was already night, Bulma's house was brightly lit.
Warm yellow light shone through the windows, reflecting on the lawn like a layer of crushed gold.
This was also Tights's home.
The three of them slowly descended from the air, their feet landing on the soft grass.
"Dad, Mom, I'm back!" As soon as Tights landed, she immediately shouted at the top of her lungs, her hands cupped around her mouth as her voice echoed through the night.
Not long after, Tights's father, Dr. Briefs, came out riding a bicycle.
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