New Mission

"If Frieza really installed listening devices in our detectors, then his hostility toward us Saiyans must have begun long ago. Every move we make may have been under his surveillance."

Adri's expression darkened. After several changes of expression, he waved at Chaya and Selyne. "Mm, I understand. This is a serious matter, so you two children should stop getting involved. Rebecca and I will verify it."

The rest of the journey passed in silence. Adri's mind was focused on the Saiyans' future, so he did not ask where Chaya had gotten the Senzu Beans.

After returning home, Adri and Rebecca went into a room together and did not emerge until evening. When they did, neither looked well, both wearing worried expressions.

The next day, the sky was still dim.

Early that morning, Adri had already taken his student Myers aboard a spacecraft and left Planet Vegeta for Red Rock Planet to carry out a training mission. Of course, his other goal was to try contacting some relatively clear-headed Saiyans to discuss the Saiyans' future. The first people who came to mind were his former comrades.

They first needed to determine just how strong Frieza was. If they could not even judge their opponent's strength clearly and recklessly launched a rebellion like King Vegeta, the outcome would certainly be miserable.

A war concerning their very survival had to be fought only after knowing both themselves and their enemy.

Chaya could actually provide them with help in this regard, but he could not tell them directly! Saiyans were proud by nature, and sometimes stubborn to the point of tunnel vision. If he directly told them that Frieza was so powerful he could wipe out the entire Saiyan race with a wave of his hand, and that preparing to retreat would be better than fighting him to the death, those Saiyans would never believe or accept it.

Not to mention Chaya could not explain the source of his information. Even if he could, they would naturally think that Saiyan warriors could only die on the battlefield and would never retreat in the face of battle.

As long as the green hills remained, there would be no shortage of firewood. Perhaps only after they found the answer themselves, witnessed Frieza's despair-inducing power, and received a little guidance from Chaya would they truly make up their minds.

Mountain ranges rose and fell in the distance, stretching as far as the eye could see.

The rising sun quietly peeked over the horizon, its light shining through the dense mist among the trees and refracting midway into dazzling, multicolored hues.

Because a light rain had fallen the night before, tiny droplets still clung to the leaves. When the wind blew, the drops slid off and immediately scattered into even finer mist. Emerald branches and leaves unfurled gracefully throughout the dense forest, glimmering amid the hazy atmosphere, brimming with vitality.

Inside Selyne's home was a hemispherical training ground.

It was a place Saiyans usually used for training, more than ten meters in both length and width. Its curved walls were built from the most advanced alloy materials and coated with a special energy-absorbing layer that could absorb excess energy scattered during training. The entire training ground gleamed with silver light and felt highly modern without being at all harsh on the eyes.

This was a very ordinary training room, without additional devices for regulating air, temperature, or gravity. Most training grounds used by lifeforms across the universe were probably like this. They had not yet formed any established system and had not realized how important those seemingly insignificant factors were to training results.

At that moment, the defensive Biochemical Robots on both sides of the curved training room had fully activated. Their crimson single eyes flickered with terrifying scarlet light, while the two energy launchers on their chests had already accumulated energy and emitted a faint blue glow...

At the center of the training ground, two small figures darted rapidly about, engaging in fierce hand-to-hand combat while also avoiding sudden attacks from the Biochemical Robots. They exchanged blows so quickly that afterimages continuously flashed around them; in the blink of an eye, they had often traded dozens of moves.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."

The Biochemical Robots operated in a fixed pattern. Dark blue energy beams shot from the tubular launchers in their chests, crisscrossing in midair to form a giant net that swept toward the two figures in the center like a fishing net.

After pausing slightly in midair, Chaya smoothly changed his trajectory. He slipped past the energy beams at an unbelievable angle, almost brushing against them, then looked calmly at the girl before him with amusement in his eyes. Selyne's delicate face was grave. Although this was merely an ordinary spar after suppressing their Ki, Chaya's stance still showed her a different kind of martial artist—free and unrestrained, with a grand and overwhelming presence rushing toward her.

"Whoosh!" Chaya vanished from before Selyne. Selyne's eyes moved constantly, her gaze closely following his figure.

"Hah!"

A fist suddenly appeared at Selyne's waist. A gleam flowed through her eyes as she slightly tilted her body, dodging the punch. The powerful gust of wind struck the ground, producing a series of thudding sounds.

Her slender body flashed aside, evading the opponent's successive attacks. The offensive came wave after wave, ferocious as wolves and tigers, constantly roaring and howling.

Selyne retreated dozens of meters, steadied her posture, then dove forward and charged at Chaya!

Chaya's gaze flickered as his eyes remained fixed on Selyne's movements. "Bang!" Selyne's fist came at him, but Chaya caught it with both elbows.

Seeing Selyne's straightforward, no-nonsense attacks, Chaya could not help nodding. Then he swiftly launched an attack at her.

"Clang!" "Clang!" "Clang!"

A series of rapid alarms echoed through the training ground. Dozens of Biochemical Robots seemed to receive orders at the same time and moved toward the walls in unison. Openings suddenly extended from the silver curved surfaces, and several Biochemical Robots disappeared into the gleaming walls.

Rebecca watched quietly from the side. When she saw Chaya and Selyne finish their training and walk out of the field, she handed them each a towel and smiled. "Here, wipe off your sweat first. I never expected you two could attack each other while handling thirty-two Biochemical Robots at the same time. You should know that each one of those robots has more than 800 points of energy! Being able to do that means your battle power is already close to 1,000."

"Only 1,000 battle power? That's still far too low!"

Chaya wiped the sweat from his forehead as he spoke. If he had not been suppressing his Ki, such minor movements would not have made him shed even a single drop of sweat.

"By the way, Mom, has our new mission been assigned yet?" Selyne asked in a crisp voice after twisting open a bottle of water and taking a sip.

Rebecca smiled and took out a form, handing it over. "Look, this is your new mission. You're going to Dotalia Planet to wipe out a primitive tribe. The mission is intermediate-level, so you'll need to form a Saiyan squad. The members of your squad are listed on it!"

Chaya took the form and read it carefully. His brow furrowed slightly before quickly relaxing. Dotalia was a planet close to intermediate level, roughly as dangerous as Planet Selma, where they had carried out their previous mission. However, this time the Task Management Office required them to enter Dotalia Planet as a Saiyan squad.

These missions were issued directly by Frieza Headquarters according to the Saiyans' circumstances. Although the Taje at the Task Management Office were extremely irritating, they would never dare defy Frieza Headquarters in such matters, nor would they embellish the mission orders.