Myers

Chaya sized her up. She was a very young little girl, around two years old, with long hair loosely tied and draped behind her back. Her delicate little face was currently looking at him with arrogance and contempt.

This was a child among the Saiyans with the potential to become an Elite Warrior? Precocious as ever!

He shook his head, uninterested in fooling around with a little girl like this. "Uncle Adri is inside. Go find him yourself!"

"Hmph!"

Launch gave a cold snort, her proud little face practically tilted toward the sky. Then, without even glancing sideways, she walked past him, clearly not taking Chaya seriously at all.

Chaya stared open-mouthed at her retreating figure, clicking his tongue before suddenly finding it rather amusing. "Whose kid is this? She thinks far too highly of herself!"

After sitting in the courtyard for a while longer, the sunlight had begun to feel scorching. Chaya got up and headed inside.

In the kitchen, Rebecca had already prepared a lavish breakfast. Selyne sat quietly at the dining table, already holding her bowl and chopsticks as she happily devoured her food. When she saw Chaya come in, she looked up at him once before lowering her head and continuing to wipe out the food in front of her.

Before long, the mountain of food had been completely eaten.

"Where's Uncle Adri? Why hasn't he come out?" Chaya found a seat, casually picked up a piece of roasted meat, and asked offhandedly.

Rebecca came over carrying a plate of food. "Because the mission plan he made earlier was delayed by a few days, one of his students came looking for him. He's still arranging her upcoming missions."

"Student?"

Chaya thought of the haughty little girl from earlier. Rebecca must have been referring to her!

Since he and Selyne had returned to Planet Vegeta after completing their mission on Planet Selma, Adri had postponed the training schedule for the next few days, intending to use this time to stay home and spend time with his children.

"That smug-looking brat is Dad's student? She doesn't seem all that impressive. What does she have to be so proud of?" Selyne finished breakfast, wiped the grease from her mouth with a napkin, and spoke with disdain in her eyes.

Clearly, she had already met that little girl, and she disliked her intensely.

She was also a proud person, though she simply did not show it in front of those who were not close to her. Yet the pride in her bones made it impossible for her to tolerate someone treating her that way, especially when that person was far weaker than she was.

To be honest, with Selyne's current strength, she was the one who looked down on others. When had anyone ever looked at her like that?

That little girl's gaze had clearly irritated her.

"Hehe, Myers is a genius. Her battle power at birth surpassed that of most children her age by far, and her aptitude rating was only slightly below Prince Vegeta's. She's unquestionably a top-tier genius. What's rare is that she's also especially diligent in training. Adri is very satisfied with this student of his. She may be a little arrogant, but she's actually a good girl." Rebecca chuckled.

The strong possessed privileges. Naturally, the strong stood above the weak. Rebecca firmly believed that, so Myers's attitude toward others seemed perfectly normal to her.

"Myers?"

Chaya murmured the name a few times. It was quite a nice name.

After hearing Rebecca's description, Chaya gradually gained some understanding of the little girl named Myers. Another genius, huh? As long as she did not perish midway, her future accomplishments might not be insignificant. It was simply unfortunate that she had been born at the wrong time. Born when Planet Vegeta was destined to be destroyed, if she fell, she would become nothing at all.

Only geniuses who ultimately became strong would be remembered and praised.

After muttering a few words, he continued eating breakfast and cast aside that name which might vanish into the tides of history.

Not long afterward, Myers walked out of Adri's room. As she passed Chaya, her dark eyes gave him a vicious glare, and then she left with an unwilling expression.

What was that about? It seemed like he had not offended her. Chaya rolled his eyes speechlessly.

"What was that? No manners at all!" Selyne let out a breath, her tone somewhat angry.

"Hahaha, don't blame her. She's unhappy because I postponed her training schedule. She's sulking." Adri wore a smile as he came over and sat at the dining table. It was clear that he was in an excellent mood.

He had two exceptionally intelligent children, a student with outstanding talent, and his own strength was not lacking either. Adri had nothing to feel melancholy about.

"I don't care. That still doesn't mean she can take it out on me!" Selyne slapped the table in annoyance.

The entire family burst into laughter. Such a warm scene was rare among Saiyans.

After breakfast, Selyne helped Rebecca bustle about the kitchen, clearing away the dishes and chopsticks. But in Chaya's eyes, she was only making things worse.

In the living room, Adri sat on the sofa with one leg crossed over the other, holding a pot of hot drink. Smiling, he said, "Chaya, you two haven't lived on Planet Vegeta for many years. My training duties have happened to be postponed for the next couple of days, so how about I take you around the nearby districts? Once new missions come down after a while, you won't have so much free time."

Chaya nodded in agreement, then asked, "Uncle Adri, do you know what our next mission will be?"

Adri thought for a moment. "By convention, after your first mission, you'll be assigned a number of scattered extermination missions. They'll arrange several other Saiyans for you according to the circumstances and have you form a new mission squad!"

"With your results, you might even be appointed captain of the squad directly."

"Oh, right. Have you submitted your previous mission yet? If not, you can stop by the Task Management Office later and submit it."

"Not yet."

Chaya shook his head. The moment they returned to Planet Vegeta, they had gone straight home and had not submitted their mission to the Task Management Office at all. The Saiyan mission system had operated for so many years and naturally had a sound management structure. Even the spacecraft left at the Spaceport would be handled by specialized aliens, so there was no need for them to worry about it.

Adri nodded. "A Saiyan's first mission is the greatest test. Many Low-Class Warriors and Mid-Class Warriors never return from their first mission, which is why it is also called a survival mission. It is a test written in blood. Only Saiyans who pass their first survival mission can be called warriors."

"Even Saiyans with the qualifications of Elite Warriors cannot avoid being tempered by blood. It is simply that they undergo their survival missions under the leadership of instructors like us, who have withdrawn from the front lines."

As he spoke, Adri's voice was filled with cold indifference.

Chaya listened carefully. Through Adri's description, he gained an even more direct understanding of the brutality among Saiyans. Saiyans followed the law of the strong devouring the weak; it was a belief ingrained in their bones.

Before the Adri Squad was wiped out, both Adri and Rebecca had always followed that rule. Only after the Adri Squad's destruction, especially after Selyne and Chaya joined the family, did their indifference gradually begin to melt.