Adri smiled at the sight before him, a faint flush showing on his dark face. From this day onward, their branch of Saiyans would embark on a vast journey, perhaps becoming the only remaining Saiyan population in the future.
A few minutes later, a flash of light appeared, and Chaya returned before everyone. Since the first transfer planet was only twelve days away from Planet Vegeta, a round trip with Instant Transmission was quick.
"I've already sent those people to the first transfer planet. Now I'll take you there."
After what they had just witnessed, the remaining Saiyans were already looking forward to it. At Chaya's command, they quickly formed another neat circle. Some of the sharper ones had already vaguely realized that Chaya was extraordinary. Though he looked like a child, could a normal child possess such miraculous supernatural abilities?
The way these Saiyans looked at Chaya held more than surprise; it burned with longing. How wonderful would it be if they possessed such miraculous abilities too?
Chaya saw the looks in their eyes and merely smiled faintly. He knew that if he wanted these Saiyans to truly obey his commands, he still had a long road ahead of him.
Haste made waste. He did not possess any innate kingly aura, so who would fall to their knees and worship him at first sight? That simply was not possible in reality.
The Saiyans' unruly nature was a mark branded into the bloodline of a warrior race. Though they appeared fearless, Saiyans revered strength deep down. As long as he displayed sufficient power, he would not need to worry about them refusing to obey.
And strength was precisely what Chaya had the most confidence in.
Next, he repeated the process, using Instant Transmission to move all the remaining Saiyans off