What? Perseus System?

"Ever since then, the dirt clod planet fell into a dark age. We were always starving and had to endure heavy labor every day. It was truly miserable," Shadao said sadly.

"Every time I finished working, my parents would secretly hide two stones for me. I cultivated using those energy stones every day. After ten years, my Battle Power reached three hundred. However, my parents were eventually discovered and imprisoned separately by those evil aliens." Shadao fell into endless grief after speaking.

Krillin watched him silently, reaching out to pat his head in comfort.

After a long while, Shadao looked up and said again, "Wars frequently broke out between the evil forces. That time, they seemed to be short-handed and transferred many guards away. I took that opportunity, when the evil forces were fighting externally, to sneak out. I hitched a ride on a spaceship belonging to a space merchant and began to wander. To get revenge, I joined the Galactic Patrol, but after all these years, it seems revenge is hopeless." Shadao choked back tears.

As time passed, the weak self couldn't save his home planet, and a nobody couldn't change the decisions of the Galactic Headquarters' higher-ups. He went with the flow and became a registrar.

Krillin felt Shadao's helplessness, just like how his own ten thousand Battle Power was no match for Frieza's hundreds of millions in his previous life. Later, he got married and had children. After the Martial Arts Tournament, he went with Goku to investigate Majin Buu and realized his own weakness. Before every departure, he would write his will: "If I die unfortunately, be sure to find Shenron to revive me." In the face of such terrifying Battle Power, Krillin seemed so helpless... But Krillin always did what a warrior should do and never missed an occasion.

Krillin comforted Shadao. They were both fellow sufferers, why should they have met before?

"It seems that mysterious galaxy is worth researching. The energy stones on the Straw Hat Galaxy are truly tempting to Krillin. I wonder which forces are involved?" Krillin pondered to himself.

"Shadao, do you know the name of the galaxy next to the Straw Hat Galaxy, and which evil forces are there?"

"I remember there are some legends left by my clan. Let me think... let me think." Shadao fell into deep thought.

"I think it's called... the Fairy Galaxy, or maybe the Perseus Galaxy. Yes, that's it!" Shadao exclaimed.

"Through my investigation, I know that King Cold's Family is among the evil forces."

"What? Perseus? Krillin remembers obtaining many Perseus Stones on Earth. I was surprised by the energy contained within them back then. The System said it went extinct about a hundred million years ago." Krillin was clearly more interested in Perseus.

"No wonder. When Shadao mentioned the Black Stone, I should have thought in that direction. I was limited by the Black Iron Stone beneath my feet and thought too straightforwardly."

"Krillin won't give up just because of King Cold's Family. For the sake of energy, Krillin must uphold justice. Even if they are King Cold's Family, it's just Frieza, maybe plus Cooler. Damn, this is going to be difficult," Krillin thought inwardly, feeling speechless. Facing the big bosses right at the start, how could this even be played?

He still had to go, but he was unfamiliar with the place and needed a guide. Krillin looked at the distressed Shadao beside him. He was a good candidate. Let's go together and save his home planet, Krillin thought to himself.

"Shadao, do you want to go back? Back to your home planet," Krillin tempted.

Shadao nodded. "I dream of it, but going back is useless. The evil forces are too powerful. Even the Galactic Patrol doesn't dare to provoke them easily." The light in Shadao's eyes gradually dimmed.

Krillin laughed heartily. "I'll take you back to fight. A warrior can be afraid, but he cannot retreat." Krillin said to Shadao, also reminding himself.

"Really? You're really willing to help me fight back?" Krillin's strength is even greater than that of the Galactic Guard. With Krillin's help, perhaps his home planet can be saved. Hope rekindled in Shadao's eyes.

Shadao only knew about King Cold's Family. It seemed he didn't know how strong the evil forces were. This wasn't surprising, as outsiders rarely knew Frieza's Battle Power. Even Frieza's subordinate, Sabot, only knew that Frieza could transform, but didn't know the specific amount.

Krillin nodded.

Shadao's face lit up with joy, his hands trembling with excitement. He had originally wanted to tell this lord about the mysterious ore and beg forgiveness for his previous disrespect towards Master Krillin, but unexpectedly, he had the chance to return and save his home planet. Shadao couldn't help but jump up.

"Let's not rush that. I'll go to Galactic Headquarters first," Krillin said to Shadao.

"Sir, I'll take you. I've been here for so many years, and I have some friends," Shadao said happily to Krillin.

"Alright, let's go!"

With Shadao leading the way, Krillin naturally entered Galactic Headquarters smoothly.

The Galactic Patrol Headquarters was a massive spherical structure, resembling an enlarged space station. Many spacecraft were entering and exiting, and patrol teams of the Galactic Guard passed by from time to time. The security was quite strict.

"To register as a Galactic Warrior, you need to go to the Mission Hall. That's where registration and task assignments are handled," Shadao explained to Krillin.

The two entered the Mission Hall, where all sorts of aliens were coming and going. Their Battle Powers were not weak, all above one thousand.

"Hello, this Master Krillin wants to register as a Galactic Warrior," Shadao whispered again, "This Master has fifty thousand Battle Power."

"What? Fifty thousand?" The alien working there couldn't help but exclaim, drawing the attention of the surrounding aliens towards Krillin. However, their eyes clearly showed disbelief.

Shadao handed the scanned data to the staff member, who was shocked upon seeing it. "It's actually true."

The alien began to fumble, picking up the communicator with trembling hands and speaking in a shaky voice, "I am 0... 02... number 3. Please... please call the Galactic King for me."

"I am the Galactic King," a stern and unquestionable voice came from the communicator.

"G-Galactic King, an Earthling wants to register as a Galactic Warrior."

"An Earthling? I heard from Jacoo that Earthlings are a very weak race, extremely weak. When did their technology reach the Central Galaxy?" the Galactic King asked with an angry tone.

"B-but, the scanner shows he has fifty thousand Battle Power," the staff member was almost crying from fear. The Galactic King's authority was not to be questioned.

"What fifty thousand? The Galactic King suspects he misheard."

"N-no mistake."

"Impossible," another voice chimed in, it was the great "warrior," Galactic Patrolman Jacoo. Jacoo quickly said to the Galactic King, "Earthlings are weak, it's impossible for them to reach fifty thousand."

Jacoo couldn't help but feel scared inwardly. Could it be the Saiyan infant he let go of years ago? Jacoo started to sweat.

"It's really fifty thousand," the staff member said again, though with less confidence.

"Galactic King, let me go pick him up personally. This is a matter of great importance. If it really is an Earthling with fifty thousand Battle Power, we must treat him with courtesy," Jacoo said, feeling flustered. Inwardly, his thoughts were: Hurry over, communicate with him. If it's really a Saiyan, he must pretend to be an Earthling in front of the Galactic King, otherwise, my rice bowl will be smashed.

The Galactic King found Jacoo's words reasonable and nodded slightly.

Seeing the Galactic King nod, Jacoo couldn't help but sigh in relief and wiped the sweat from his forehead.