Vegeta said nothing.
He simply stood there in silence, arms crossed over his chest, his gaze deep as he stared into the endless starry sky. It was impossible to tell what he was thinking.
"If that's the case—" Nappa grew more and more excited, his voice rising, "Prince Vegeta, you could become the king of a new and stronger Saiyan race! You could restore the glory of Planet Vegeta!"
"Hmph." Vegeta snorted coldly, casting him a sideways glance. His tone was calm, yet filled with arrogance.
"I have no interest in being king of the Saiyans. The Saiyan race is already extinct. Past glory means nothing."
He paused briefly before continuing.
"Power… is the only thing worth pursuing."
Then, his eyes narrowed slightly.
"Back to what you said earlier. Why were you laughing when you spoke with Broly? Don't tell me it was just because Raditz got beaten by a child."
"Hahaha! Just thinking about it makes me laugh again!" Nappa burst out, barely restraining himself under Vegeta's gaze.
"That guy Broly… he actually said his son's power level is 15 million! Prince Vegeta, isn't that ridiculous?! Fifteen million! Hahaha!"
"Oh? Fifteen million?" Vegeta's cold expression finally showed a hint of interest. A mocking smile curled at his lips.
"And how exactly did he come up with such an absurd number? Does Earth use some special method to measure power levels?"
"He said his son only used one ten-thousandth of his strength when fighting Raditz!" Nappa mimicked Broly's tone before laughing again.
"So he took Raditz's power level of 1,500 and multiplied it by ten thousand to get 15 million! Hahaha! Do they not understand how power levels work? And one ten-thousandth? Does he think his son is the Legendary Super Saiyan?"
To Nappa, this was the funniest joke in the universe.
"Interesting." Vegeta chuckled softly, shaking his head.
"It seems this Broly is either insane… or just a loud-mouthed fool."
Then—
Nappa's expression suddenly became serious.
"Prince Vegeta… there's something else I heard. Something… important."
"What is it?" Vegeta looked at him.
"That Broly guy possesses a strange item called a Gourmet Treasure Pot." Nappa carefully recounted everything he had heard.
"It can create any kind of food out of thin air! Just say the name, and it appears instantly. His son, Branch, even mentioned it."
"Hmph. Just food?" Vegeta said dismissively.
"There are plenty of ways in the universe to obtain energy. Taste is irrelevant."
Clearly, for Vegeta, food was nothing more than fuel.
"But that's not all!" Nappa quickly added.
"I heard Broly say: 'Treasure Pot, give me a Senzu Bean!'—and it actually produced one!"
Vegeta's eyes flickered slightly.
"Senzu Bean? Then what happened?"
"Raditz ate it… and instantly recovered!" Nappa said excitedly, gesturing wildly.
"All his injuries—completely healed! His energy—fully restored! Back to peak condition!"
Vegeta's posture straightened.
"Instant recovery… from any injury?" His tone sharpened.
"You're certain?"
"I didn't see it myself, but everything lines up!" Nappa nodded firmly.
"Raditz was weak and terrified before. After eating it, his voice was completely different—full of energy! And Broly had no reason to lie—he didn't even know we were listening!"
Silence fell.
A dangerous idea began forming.
Meanwhile—
Frieza watched the two Saiyans with a faint smile, clearly enjoying their reactions.
Then, in his thin, chilling voice, he asked:
"Tell me…"
"Do you know… my exact power level?"
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