Return to Planet Vegeta

Opening the cave entrance, Chaya hauled two massive spherical pods out from within. He pressed the button on their surfaces, and with a "puff," the hatches hissed open.

The build quality of Saiyan pods was truly exceptional; even after all these years, the interiors looked as good as new. After Chaya updated the navigation path to return to Planet Vegeta, the ship's alarm began to "beep-beep-beep," and the machine commenced its self-diagnostic sequence.

"Selyne, adjust your Ki to a battle power of 850. Once we reach Planet Vegeta, we can adjust it to over 900!" Chaya instructed.

"Mm, got it!"

Selyne nodded with a serious expression. Controlling her battle power was far too simple for her now, and she quickly stabilized her Ki at around 850.

Chaya nodded as he watched her, then adjusted his own battle power accordingly. They were eight years old now, and by the time they reached Planet Vegeta, they would be nearly nine. While a battle power of 900 for a Mid-Class Warrior at that age was impressive, it wouldn't draw excessive attention from others.

"Alright, let's head back now."

"See you on Planet Vegeta!"

The two climbed into their respective pods. Since these were standard Saiyan models, even an adult could fit inside without feeling cramped.

Pressing the buttons, the hatches slowly slid shut. The pods gave a slight tremor, and a massive force pressed down on them as they instantly shot out of the atmosphere of Selma.

Watching the azure planet recede into the distance, Chaya slowly closed his eyes and entered a dormant state; he would not wake again until they arrived at Planet Vegeta.

Seven months later.

The surroundings were a vast expanse of darkness, where stars emitted a mesmerizing pale-white light. They were clear and crystalline, like tiny diamonds scattered across a black velvet cloth, displaying a sense of flawless, tranquil beauty.

In a massive star system, a gargantuan, dark-red planet orbited slowly.

This dark-red world was Planet Vegeta, formerly known as Planet Tuffle. It was a world the Saiyans had seized from the Tuffles. Now renamed Planet Vegeta, it had become famous throughout the universe as the Saiyan headquarters.

The spaceport of Planet Vegeta remained bustling, with spherical pods constantly taking off and landing in an endless stream.

Suddenly, two more pods pierced through the dark-red atmosphere and descended into the spaceport. Under the guidance of the ground crew, the pods landed precisely on their designated spots. The hatches opened, and two figures stepped out.

After many years, Chaya and Selyne had returned to Planet Vegeta!

The spaceport was teeming with people. Beyond the Saiyans returning from campaigns or waiting for missions, the crowd was interspersed with many strange-looking aliens with long noses and large eyes.

Most of these aliens were slaves captured from places like Planet Dadar, though some were subordinates sent by Frieza from his headquarters to assist the Saiyans with daily administration.

After all, the Saiyans were not technologically advanced; aside from combat, they possessed little knowledge of sophisticated technology. Much like savages facing the creations of an advanced civilization, they required specialized aliens to operate their high-tech equipment.

Of course, it was unclear how many of these aliens had been sent by Frieza to monitor the Saiyans.

"Chaya, I already contacted my parents on the communicator. They're waiting for us at home."

At the edge of the spaceport platform, Selyne pressed the button on the Scouter attached to her ear, her cheeks flushed with excitement. Besides detecting the energy levels of living beings, the device also functioned as a communicator.

"Alright, let's head back immediately!"

Chaya glanced at her and chuckled, knowing Selyne was thrilled to see her parents again. In truth, he was just as excited himself.

Counting carefully, they had been away from Planet Vegeta for over five years. Although a year and a half had been spent in interstellar travel, it had indeed been over five years since they had last seen Aunt Rebecca and Uncle Adri.

The two crossed the platform and headed toward the spaceport exit.

Selyne's home was located in a prosperous district of Planet Vegeta, belonging to the upper-class residential area. It was only a short distance from the royal city, but it would still take some time to reach from the spaceport.

Because they needed to hide their true battle power, Chaya and his companion could not fly at full speed, nor could they use Instant Transmission to travel.

Following a normal flight speed across most of the city, they landed in a bustling residential complex.

Walking along the lush, vine-entwined paths of the residential area, they were greeted by the sight of spreading green trees and the faint fragrance drifting through the air. Scenes from their childhood flashed through their minds, and in the blink of an eye, they arrived before a detached two-story residence—Selyne's home.

Compared to the surrounding houses, Selyne's home was significantly larger.

"Thump, thump, thump!"

They knocked on the door a few times.

"Click."

The electronic panel emitted a crisp sound, and the door opened. A figure darted out rapidly, and before Chaya could react, he was pulled into a tight embrace.

"Oh my! Selyne, Chaya, you're finally back! Let Mom look at you! Oh, you've grown so big, Mom missed you so much!"

Rebecca didn't seem to be good with words, but her arms expressed her emotions quite clearly.

As a member of a warrior race, female Saiyans were no less powerful than their male counterparts, and when they went wild, they were even more formidable. Especially someone like Rebecca, who was an Elite Warrior and a former member of the Adri Squad; although she hadn't gone out on missions in years, her immense strength was not to be underestimated.

Caught in Rebecca's hug, it felt as if they were bound by countless incredibly tough ropes. Both Chaya and Selyne stood stiffly, unable to move. Of course, with their current strength, breaking free would be easy, but they had no intention of doing so.

"Cough, cough, Aunt Rebecca, you should let us go. If you keep hugging us like this, we're going to suffocate!"

Chaya rolled his eyes and said helplessly.

"Yeah, Mom, let us go!"

"Oh, right, right, look at me. Come, come, let's go inside and talk."

Rebecca realized what she was doing, let go with an embarrassed smile, and hurriedly ushered them inside.

Once inside, Rebecca began to fuss over the children, asking about their lives over the past few years. Selyne picked out the highlights to share with her. Whenever she reached a critical point, Selyne would act it out with great enthusiasm. Although these gestures seemed clumsy and comical to Chaya, Rebecca still let out gasps of surprise from time to time.

Even though her daughter's descriptions were lacking in vocabulary and not very vivid, she listened intently nonetheless.

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