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"What kind of statistics are these?! Vados, Android 18, Bulma, Android 21, Marcarita, Kusu, Videl… I want them all!!!"
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Age 737.
Seventh Universe, Planet Vegeta.
Spacecraft Launch Center.
Nappa, Raditz, and three young men gathered near a spaceship, occasionally looking up at the sky with eager anticipation.
"Has Prince Vegeta not arrived yet?" Raditz stared wide-eyed. "It's already been several hours."
"Perhaps something delayed him," Nappa guessed in a low voice.
"Nappa, will Prince Vegeta really go with us to the Planet of Beasts?" Raditz asked, not very sure.
"If Prince Vegeta doesn't go, with our battle power levels, it's absolutely impossible to conquer that planet!" Nappa shook his head decisively.
"Should we find a few more people to join?" Raditz's mouth twitched, and his young face changed color.
"Add me!"
A voice rang out from not far away.
The speaker was a young man, appearing to be about 16 years old, handsome and dashing.
The young man's name was Soya (Soya), and in his previous life, he was a dragon ball fan. He transmigrated here 16 years ago, becoming a Saiyan on Planet Vegeta, because he fell asleep watching "dragon ball Great Demon."
Unfortunately, Soya was only a low-class warrior. No matter how he trained, his battle power stagnated after reaching 300.
However, this difficult fate finally saw a turning point.
A month ago, when Soya went to Planet Cyril with Bardock and his group for logistics, he actually activated a magical system, and from then on, he embarked on a path of power-ups.
Soya had seen this system in some online novels in his previous life. It allowed him to collect negative emotional value for draws and gain battle power.
As long as there was enough negative emotional value, he could continuously draw and gain battle power.
Each 10,000 points of negative emotional value allowed one draw.
Every draw was guaranteed to win!
Last time, Soya went to Planet Cyril for logistics and gained a lot of negative emotional value, raising his battle power to 600.
However, Soya knew that this level of battle power was practically useless in the dragon ball world.
Counting the time, Soya was extremely anxious.
From the moment Frieza began summoning the Saiyans back to Planet Vegeta, Soya knew that soon, Planet Vegeta would be destroyed by Frieza himself.
The only chance to survive was to go on a mission with Vegeta and Nappa's team.
It wasn't that Soya hadn't tried other methods.
For example, setting up a barbecue stall at the palace gate to attract the attention of Whis and Beerus.
If Whis and Beerus could take him to Planet Beerus, he could not only escape disaster but even change his fate.
Unfortunately, the idea was beautiful, but reality was cruel.
Why didn't the plot of attracting Whis with starch sausages through some high-tech methods, as seen in those dragon ball fan fiction novels, work for him?
Whis and Beerus did not visit Soya's barbecue stall.
Soya felt a bit unpleasant.
Was his barbecue not good enough?
Or was the timing of his stall wrong?
Fortunately, Soya activated the negative emotional value system; otherwise, he would truly die in this dragon ball world, where planets could be destroyed at any moment.
"Soya?" Raditz was slightly stunned. "Aren't you the low-class warrior Soya?"
"Hmph, a low-class warrior, you have the nerve to follow us on a mission?" Nappa sneered, narrowing his eyes at Soya.
"Uh, my battle power has doubled, add me, you absolutely won't lose out!" Soya wasn't angry; he grinned.
"Battle power doubled?" Raditz was startled, instinctively pressing the button on his scouter.
"Beep beep!"
The scouter quickly detected Soya's battle power level.
"What?! Battle power 600!" Raditz exclaimed, his young face changing color. "What a joke, when did you raise your battle power to this level?"
"Negative emotional value from Raditz +666!"
Nappa: "..."
Your battle power is only 600, and you call that doubled battle power?
"Negative emotional value from Nappa +333!"
"Is it not a big problem for this battle power to go out with you guys?" Soya chuckled.
"Nappa, I think it's fine!" Raditz nodded in agreement.
"Hmph, suit yourself." Nappa's expression was indifferent, not putting Soya in his eyes.
"But speaking of which, Soya, your battle power has increased quite fast. I remember a month ago your battle power was only 300, and it's already increased to 600 so quickly?" Raditz felt a bit unpleasant, but he still stepped forward, smiling, and patted Soya's shoulder. "Still, my battle power is 700, 100 higher than yours!"
"Hello." Soya ignored Raditz and turned to look at the three young men.
"Hey, I'm talking to you!" Raditz looked displeased.
"Negative emotional value from Raditz +333!"
"Hello!"
The three young men also greeted Soya.
"What are your names?" Soya asked.
"Carnegie!"
"Kuli!"
"Balu!"
The three young men each stated their names.
As they were talking, Vegeta descended from the sky, landing in front of Soya and the others.
Vegeta was only 5 years old this year, wearing a Saiyan battle suit, with a red cape unique to the royal family flowing behind him in the wind.
After landing, Vegeta's gaze swept over Soya and the others, his eyes filled with coldness and disdain.
"Prince Vegeta!"
Raditz, Nappa, and the others quickly bowed in salute.
"Hmph, we can go." Vegeta casually acknowledged them and stepped onto the spaceship.
Soya and the others followed behind.
"Whoosh!"
The spaceship soared into the sky, instantly breaking through the atmosphere and rapidly heading towards the Planet of Beasts.
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Vast starry sky, boundless universe.
Frieza's spaceship hovered near Planet Vegeta.
On the spaceship, Frieza sat in a baby carriage, a broad smile on his face.
"Super Saiyan and Super Saiyan God, huh?" Frieza narrowed his triangular eyes, smiling even more brightly.
"Lord Frieza, I believe that is merely a cliché heroic legend," his subordinate, Beliblu, said respectfully.
"Of course I know, but I cannot tolerate even a hint of unease." Frieza smiled lightly. "No matter what, Saiyans are extremely proud individuals; they will absolutely not become my loyal servants! It's time for them to be destroyed along with Planet Vegeta."
"But it's truly a pity, Saiyans are after all excellent fighters," Beliblu lamented.
"By the way, how many Saiyans have returned to Planet Vegeta?" Frieza asked, narrowing his eyes.
"In another month and a half, most Saiyans will have returned; only a very few Saiyans will need more time to come back," Beliblu replied.
"I can't wait that long, so let's set it for a month and a half," Frieza snorted coldly, a hint of killing intent flashing in his eyes.
