Taje

Planet Vegeta lay in the southern star region of the North Galaxy. Originally named Planet Plant, it was later renamed Planet Tuffle, then renamed Planet Vegeta after being conquered by the Saiyans. It was a massive dark-red rocky planet.

Planet Vegeta was divided into several sectors, with the sector containing the royal city naturally being the most prosperous.

The Saiyans were a minority race. Even counting all native Saiyans and those away on missions, their total population did not exceed one million.

The district where Chaya and the others lived was a renowned bustling area, home to an especially large number of Saiyans.

Over the next few days, under Adri's guidance, Chaya and Selyne toured various parts of the district. He remembered having lived like this only in his childhood; he had not experienced it for several years.

Blue seas and clear skies.

They could hear the waves crashing against the shore.

The bright sunlight pierced through the dark-red atmosphere and fell upon them, making Chaya feel an almost scorching heat. His feet crunched over the colorful shell sand, whose fine yet slightly prickly texture gave those weary from exhaustion a rare moment of long-lost comfort.

This was a remote beach south of the city. Because of its secluded location, there were not many people here, and the surrounding area had preserved its natural, untouched scenery well.

That day, Chaya also stopped by a nearby mission administration office to submit the mission he had carried out on Planet Selma.

It was a three-story hemispherical building. Twelve snow-white stone pillars supported the entire structure like sturdy strongmen. Between every two pillars stood a glazed-colored door. The twelve doors formed a circle around the building, and through the white glass in the center, one could see the bustling activity within.

Since there were not many Saiyans to begin with, and there were several mission administration offices, there was only a short line ahead of Chaya when he arrived. Before long, it was their turn.

"Knock, knock, knock!" The sound of someone rapping on a wooden counter.

"No need to knock. I can hear you!"

An alien responsible for registration poked his head out impatiently. His green eyes were like two gemstones, gleaming with a piercing, deep light.

It was an alien with a long, pterosaur-like beak. Its pupils were green, with no whites in its eye sockets. Its upper body had six slender arms, so flexible they seemed boneless. Without even turning its head, it continuously operated the high-tech equipment behind it. Its movements flowed smoothly and were dazzling to watch, yet not the least bit chaotic.

The aliens working at the mission administration office were Taje dispatched from Frieza Headquarters. They were skilled in operating all kinds of high-tech equipment and belonged to an advanced technological civilization.

However, because they had terrible personalities and spoke unpleasantly, they were not well liked by the Saiyans on Planet Vegeta.

"Hey, I'm here to submit a mission!"

"Name, mission number?"

The long-beaked Taje gave a formulaic inquiry in a buzzing voice. The shrill sound was unpleasant, like the cry of a rooster with its neck being choked.

The Taje's attitude was far from friendly, and its tone was stiff, as though it looked down on them.

Chaya frowned slightly but answered truthfully, "Operatives: Chaya, Selyne. Mission number XL85661. Planet Selma extermination mission!"

Upon hearing Chaya's response, its six arms rapidly tapped at the instruments. Before long, it retrieved Chaya and Selyne's mission file from the database.

Looking at the mission details displayed on the screen, the Taje let out an unpleasant cackle. "Hehehe, an ultra-restricted extermination mission. You two are pretty impressive, huh? Tsk, tsk, you actually came back alive after completing it! All right then, Saiyan brats, your mission has been registered. Someone will verify it next."

"Oh, right. Remember to come collect your new mission record five days from now. If you miss it, you'll have no one to blame but yourselves!" The Taje waved its tentacles and spoke arrogantly, its attitude as irritating as ever.

"How dare you talk like that!"

The Taje's attitude angered Selyne. Her face immediately darkened as she questioned it frostily, cold light flashing in her eyes. Vigorous killing intent spread outward from her.

The temperature throughout the hall dropped several degrees.

"Selyne, don't make trouble!"

A warm little hand rested atop her head, causing her killing intent to subside. "Why?" Selyne looked at Chaya in surprise, but seeing him shake his head, she reluctantly restrained her anger.

"Uh... damn Saiyan monkeys." The Taje cursed inwardly, putting on a fierce front while lacking the nerve to say it aloud.

Compared to the other aliens captured by the Saiyans, the Taje at these administrative offices naturally had far more confidence.

After all, the great Lord Frieza stood behind them. They had been sent to Planet Vegeta by Lord Frieza to handle its daily administration. Compared with those conceited Saiyans, the Taje believed that they were Lord Frieza's true subordinates.

In the Taje's eyes, these Saiyans were nothing but uncivilized barbarian monkeys, fit at most to serve as thugs. How could the Saiyans possibly hold a higher status in Lord Frieza's heart than they did?

Still, when faced with an enraged Saiyan, the Taje could only back down. Its little bit of strength was simply not worth mentioning before an angry Saiyan. Even if it were killed, it would probably die in vain; Lord Frieza would not punish a Saiyan over a single one of them.

"Let's go. We'll come back in five days," Chaya said as he walked out of the mission administration office.

"Hmph."

Selyne snorted coldly, turned around, and shot the Taje a vicious glare before following him outside.

Once the oppressive presence surrounding it vanished, the Taje let out a sigh of relief. Its back was soaked with sweat as it cursed, "Damn Saiyan monkeys. Sooner or later, Lord Frieza will make you pay. Hmph, I'll remember this for now. One day, I'll collect the debt with interest."

"Heh heh, just wait!"

Thinking of Lord Frieza's terrifying, invincible power, a trace of pleasure rose in the Taje's heart. It was as though it could already see those barbaric Saiyans dying miserably beneath Lord Frieza's dreadful strength.

After leaving the office, Chaya no longer needed to worry about the matter. Although the Taje were arrogant and looked down on the Saiyans, they still did not dare openly violate the duties assigned by Frieza. The office staff would naturally verify whether the mission had been completed.

Clear seawater struck the beach, and the warm sunlight on his body felt wonderfully comfortable, but Chaya's good mood had been ruined.

"Chaya, why did you stop me just now? The attitude of those aliens was revolting. We should have killed them all!" Selyne clenched her fists in confusion. If Chaya had not stopped her, she definitely would have attacked.

There were many aliens on Planet Vegeta, but she had never encountered any so irritating.

Chaya let out a breath and adjusted his mood. "There was no need. They're just weaklings in the end."

The Taje looked down on the Saiyans' barbarity, but he looked down on the Taje's weakness just as much. When Planet Vegeta was destroyed, they would not be able to escape either.

PS: This novel does not adopt the setting regarding Saiyan numbers from Jaco the Galactic Patrolman. Just letting everyone know.