"Calm down?"
"I'm freaking out!"
Vegeta's mouth twitched.
He originally thought that with Frieza's 530,000 combat power, he could play it safe and still kill him.
But now?
Frieza with 120 million combat power, Frieza's brother Cooler with 490 million, plus King Cold whose strength is unknown.
Was his decision to rebel against Frieza a mistake?
"Vegeta, why are you spacing out?" Nappa gnawed on an apple, looking at Vegeta's lost and dejected expression with some surprise.
"Nappa, I might be about to die?"
Nappa: "?"
"Don't joke like that. That woman named Bulma checked on you yesterday, and all your health indicators are normal. Your body's energy even far exceeds that of the natives here," Nappa said, scratching his head.
"I'm not talking about that. I somewhat doubt my plan can defeat Frieza."
He still didn't know if the Dragon Balls could grant immortality. He needed to confirm this with the Earth's Guardian, but even if they could grant immortality, his 18,000 combat power, even with his unique traits, couldn't reach 120 million, not to mention Frieza wasn't even the strongest member of the Frieza Race.
"Prince, although I don't know what happened to you recently that caused such a big change, but…" Nappa paused, his eyes falling into memory, "Princess once told me that the Saiyan race gets stronger with setbacks. As long as you don't give up hope, there will be no despair."
"My sister, huh…" Vegeta murmured.
Slowly closing his eyes, Vegeta fell into contemplation. After a moment of thought, his eyes slowly opened, and the confusion in them gradually faded.
"Indeed, we still have time. Besides, the universe is so vast; as long as we want to leave, Frieza might not be able to find us."
Vegeta's voice was firm. With the Chat Group and such a powerful Group Leader, he didn't believe he couldn't defeat Frieza.
That's right, as long as he didn't give up hope, as long as he wasn't dead, there would always be a chance to fight back.
"Let's go, Nappa."
Vegeta got off the sickbed, picked up his combat uniform, and put it on.
"Where are we going?" Nappa also put on his combat uniform, asking with some surprise.
"To find Kakarot, and then go to the Earth's Guardian."
Vegeta and Nappa walked out of the room.
Bang!
A blue-haired woman fell to the ground.
"Ouch!"
The blue-haired woman looked at Nappa helplessly, then her gaze fell on Vegeta, who had just bumped into her.
"Oh, the Saiyan Prince is awake."
"Native woman, who are you?" Vegeta said coldly.
"Native woman!?"
Bulma's face showed annoyance, but thinking that these two were barbaric, she suppressed her anger.
"I have a name, I'm Bulma. I say, you Saiyans, is this how you treat your benefactors who gave you food, shelter, and even treated you?"
"Benefactor?" Vegeta was startled and subconsciously looked at Nappa.
Nappa was a bit embarrassed and explained, "You were unconscious that day. Kakarot told this woman to bring you here, and she even used a robot to treat you."
"Vegeta, everything we've eaten and used these past few days was given by this woman." Nappa knew he couldn't defeat Kakarot, and Vegeta's attitude towards Earth also seemed unclear.
So, as a subordinate, Nappa didn't dare to easily provoke others and could only play the part of a simpleton with a fawning smile.
"Is that so, Bulma, right? You did very well. I, the Saiyan Prince, am very satisfied."
Vegeta still spoke from a position of superiority.
Bulma: "…"
Bulma patted the dust off herself and stood up.
Sure enough, she shouldn't have expected gratitude from Saiyans. Just like Goku, they were all simple-minded guys.
"I say, honored Saiyan Prince, didn't your family ever teach you to be polite to people who help you?"
"Polite?"
A blurred image of a white-haired girl suddenly appeared in Vegeta's mind.
"Vegeta, you should show gratitude to those who have helped you, even if you find it hard to humble yourself. It's a basic courtesy."
Why was his sister's image appearing in his mind?
She had been dead for so many years, and she had never appeared before. Why did he subconsciously think of her so often since joining the Chat Group?
Vegeta sighed, observing Bulma up and down for a moment, then said with a slightly halting tone, "Thank you for your help these past few days. By the way, tell me, Kakarot… Goku, where is he? I have something to talk to him about."
"Forget it," Bulma sighed. Looking at the two of them, especially this Vegeta, his so-called gratitude felt very stiff, and even his tone seemed deliberately forced, suppressing his own personality.
"You and the big guy next to you, go to the living room first. I'll go get Goku and the others now."
To prevent the two Saiyans from running around, she decided to go find Goku herself.
Led by Nappa, Vegeta quickly arrived at the so-called living room.
"This woman's house is really wealthy."
Vegeta leaned on the sofa, unable to help but complain.
He had been to many planets and witnessed the prosperity of planetary settlements, but residences of this size were usually inhabited by the extremely rich and powerful.
Waiting time always passes quickly.
Before long, the Z Fighters all arrived at Bulma's house in West City.
"Yo, Vegeta, you're finally awake." Goku opened the door and waved to Vegeta as he entered..
"Heh, Kakarot, you're really in good spirits." Vegeta said with a forced smile.
"Of course! Just thinking about being able to fight strong opponents like you in the future excites me endlessly."
Nappa had told him earlier that the two of them might stay on Earth for some time.
And he promised they wouldn't cause any harm to Earth.
This was great! Besides Piccolo, wouldn't he have two more sparring partners now?
"Kakarot, we can catch up later." Vegeta's gaze swept over all the Z Fighters, finally returning to Goku.
"Can you contact King Kai now?"
"Eh? Vegeta, you also know King Kai?" Goku asked in surprise.
"My sister told me. Above King Yama, there's a god named King Kai. He can detect what's happening in the universe. If you can contact him, tell King Kai to see where Frieza is now and what his destination is."
"Estimate how much time we actually have if he comes to Earth."
There was no other way. Frieza's 120 million combat power was something Vegeta had never dared to imagine. Now, he had to figure out Frieza's movements instead of relying on rough past estimations.
The spaceship had tracking devices, so when Vegeta carried the two spaceships, he destroyed all the information transmission devices within them.
Now, even he had no way of knowing Frieza's movements.
"Frieza?" Goku said, his voice becoming excited, "You mean the one you mentioned before, the Emperor of the Universe with 530,000 combat power?"
Vegeta's mouth twitched.
What was Kakarot so excited about?!
If he came, both of their lives would be over.
"In short, can you contact him? Ask King Kai to keep an eye on Frieza's movements."
"This… I'll try."
Goku, as King Kai's direct disciple, had a way to contact King Kai.
Not long after, Goku received a message from King Kai.
"Frieza is heading to Planet Namek. His goal seems to be the Dragon Balls on Namek."
"Namekian Dragon Balls!?" Piccolo, leaning coolly against the wall, heard that Frieza was going to Namek and his face turned green with fright.
Although he had never been to Namek, he had a strange sense of familiarity.
"Vegeta, what a mess you've made!" With Goku there, Piccolo wasn't afraid of Vegeta lashing out.
"So what? I just wanted to maximize my gains. What's wrong with that?"
"Hmph, so, do you have a way to defeat Frieza?" Nappa had told them before about Frieza's peak combat power of 530,000, and it was precisely because they knew that they understood how impossibly distant that power was.
"No."
Vegeta said with full confidence, completely unafraid, "Isn't this why I'm here to discuss it with you? Frieza has 120 million combat power. How could I possibly defeat him?"
Goku: "?"
Piccolo: "?"
What did you just say, 120 million combat power?
Not just Goku and Piccolo, but the other Z Fighters were also stunned.
Are 530,000 and 120 million the same thing?