"From then on, Dirt Clod Star fell into a dark era. We never had enough to eat, and the work was backbreaking. It was truly miserable," Shadao said sadly.
"Every time we finished working, my parents would secretly save two stones for me. Every day, I used Energy Stones to train. After ten years, my Battle Power reached three hundred. But in the end, my parents were discovered and imprisoned separately by those evil aliens." After saying that, Shadao sank into endless grief.
Krillin watched him silently and reached out to pat his head in comfort.
After a long while, Shadao looked up and continued, "Fights often broke out among the evil forces. That time, they seemed short-handed and transferred away many guards. I took advantage of their battle with outside forces to secretly escape. I boarded a space merchant's ship and began wandering. In order to take revenge, I joined the Galactic Patrol. But so many years have passed. It seems revenge is hopeless." Tears filled Shadao's eyes as he choked up.
As time passed, he was too weak to save his home planet, and a nobody like him could not change the decisions of the higher-ups at Galactic Headquarters. So he simply went with the flow and became a registrar.
Krillin sensed Shadao's helplessness. It was just like when, in his previous life, his Battle Power of ten thousand had faced Frieza's hundreds of millions. Later, he married and had children. After the Martial Arts Tournament, he followed Goku to investigate Majin Buu. Knowing how weak he was, he would leave a will before every departure: "If I die unfortunately, make sure to use Shenron to revive me." Before such terrifying Battle Power, Krillin had been utterly helpless... yet he had always done what a warrior should do and had never been absent.
Krillin comforted Shadao. Both were wanderers at the ends of the world; why should they need to have known each other before meeting?
That mysterious galaxy seems worth investigating. The Energy Stones on Straw Hat Galaxy have really caught Krillin's interest. I wonder what forces are there?
"Shadao, do you know the name of the galaxy next to Straw Hat Galaxy? And what evil forces are there?"
"I remember there seemed to be some legends passed down in my clan. Let me think... think." Shadao fell into deep thought.
"It seemed to be called... the Fairy Galaxy. No, it seemed to be called the Perseus Galaxy. Yes, that's it!" Shadao shouted.
"From my investigation, I only know that King Cold's Family is one of the evil forces."
"What? Perseus? Krillin remembered obtaining many Perseus Stones on Earth. Back then, he had been surprised by the energy contained within them. The system had said that it seemed to have been destroyed hundreds of millions of years ago." Krillin was clearly more interested in Perseus.
No wonder. When Shadao mentioned Black Stones, I should have thought of that. Instead, the Black Iron Stone under my butt limited my thinking. I took it too much for granted.
Even if it's only King Cold's Family, Krillin won't give up. For the sake of energy resources, I have to uphold justice. Even if they're from King Cold's Family, isn't it just Frieza? At most, there's also Cooler. Damn it, this is going to be difficult. Krillin was at a loss for words. Encountering a final boss right at the start—how was he supposed to play this?
He still had to go, but since he was unfamiliar with the place, he needed a guide. Krillin looked at the distressed Shadao beside him. He really was a good candidate. They could go together and save his home planet. Krillin thought to himself.
"Shadao, do you want to go back? Back to your home planet?" Krillin coaxed.
Shadao nodded. "I dream of it every day, but going back would be useless. The evil forces are too powerful. Even the Galactic Patrol doesn't dare provoke them lightly." The light in Shadao's eyes gradually dimmed.
Krillin laughed. "I'll take you back to fight. A warrior may be afraid, but he must never retreat." Krillin said it to Shadao, but he was also reminding himself.
"Really? You're really willing to help me fight our way back?" Krillin was even stronger than the Galactic Guard. With Krillin's help, perhaps they could save his home planet. A bright light flashed in Shadao's eyes, as though hope had risen once more.
Shadao only knew about King Cold's Family, so it seemed he did not know how powerful the evil forces truly were. That was not surprising. Few outsiders knew Frieza's Battle Power. Even Sabot, one of Frieza's subordinates, only knew that Frieza could transform, but did not know the exact extent of his strength.
Krillin nodded.
Shadao revealed a delighted expression, his hands flailing excitedly. He had originally wanted to tell this lord about the mysterious ore and beg forgiveness for his earlier disrespect toward Lord Krillin. He had never expected to gain a chance to return and save his home planet. Shadao could not help jumping up.
"There's no rush. I'll go to Galactic Headquarters first," Krillin told Shadao.
"My lord, let me take you there. I've been here for so many years, so I still have some friends," Shadao said happily to Krillin.
"Alright, let's go!"
With Shadao leading the way, Krillin naturally entered Galactic Headquarters without any trouble.
Galactic Patrol Headquarters was a massive spherical structure, looking very much like an enlarged space station. Numerous spacecraft flew in and out, while Galactic Guard patrols passed by from time to time. Security was fairly tight.
"To register as a Galactic Patrolman, we need to go to the Mission Hall. That's where registrations are handled and missions are accepted and turned in," Shadao explained to Krillin.
The two entered the Mission Hall. All sorts of aliens came and went, and none of them were weak; they all had over one thousand Battle Power.
"Hello, this Lord Krillin wishes to register as a Galactic Patrolman." Shadao then whispered, "This lord has fifty thousand Battle Power."
"What? Fifty thousand?" The alien at work could not help shouting, drawing the attention of the surrounding aliens toward Krillin. However, their eyes clearly showed disbelief.
Shadao handed the scan data to the staff member. When the alien saw the data, he was stunned. "It's actually true."
The alien became flustered. His hands trembled as he picked up the communicator, and his voice shook. "I'm... 0... 0... 2... 3. Please... please help me contact Lord Galactic King."
"I am the Galactic King." A stern, unquestionable voice came from the communicator.
"Gal... Galactic King, an Earthling wishes to register as a Galactic Patrolman."
"An Earthling? I heard Jaco say that Earthlings are an extremely frail and weak race. Since when has their technology been capable of reaching the Central Galaxy?" the Galactic King asked, sounding somewhat angry.
"B-but... the scanner says he has fifty thousand Battle Power." The staff member was nearly frightened to tears by the Galactic King. The Galactic King's authority could not be questioned.
"What fifty thousand?" The Galactic King suspected that he had misheard.
"N-no mistake."
"Impossible!" Another voice came through. It was the great "warrior," Galactic Patrolman Jaco. Jaco hurriedly said to the Galactic King, "Earthlings are frail. They cannot possibly reach fifty thousand."
Jaco could not help feeling afraid. Could it be that Saiyan child he had let go back then? Sweat began to form on Jaco's forehead.
"It really is fifty thousand," the staff member said again, though with much less confidence.
"Galactic King, let me personally bring him here. This is an important matter. If he truly is an Earthling with fifty thousand Battle Power, we should receive him politely." Jaco said uneasily, while inwardly thinking, I need to get there quickly and talk to him. If he really is a Saiyan, he has to pretend to be an Earthling in front of the Galactic King. Otherwise, my job will be finished.
After hearing Jaco's words, the Galactic King found them reasonable and nodded slightly.
When Jaco saw the Galactic King nod, he could not help breathing a sigh of relief and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
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