Shadao smiled bitterly to himself. "I stayed at Galactic Headquarters for over a hundred years. Two hundred years ago, the King of Dirt Clod Star sought help from Galactic Headquarters, but they didn't dare provoke the enormous power of King Cold's Family. As time passed, the plea for help ultimately vanished without a trace."
Krillin was now the sheriff of Galactic Headquarters. Shadao did not know what Krillin truly thought, and assumed that Lord Krillin had also joined the Galactic Organization. Krillin was now Galactic Headquarters' powerful reinforcement.
In reality, Krillin merely treated the Galactic Organization as a stepping stone. He had only joined it temporarily to gather information more effectively. Working for the Galactic King for the rest of his life? Impossible!
"This time, Galactic Headquarters has come to rescue us. Lord Krillin is a true powerhouse. Even the Galactic King's personal guard cannot compare to Lord Krillin," Shadao explained to the terrified old man.
"Really?" the old man asked doubtfully.
"It's true. Lord Krillin is watching us from afar!" With that, Shadao glanced in Krillin's direction.
The old man burst into tears. Galactic Headquarters had truly sent someone. It was as if he had seen hope again.
The old man's crying drew the attention of a nearby alien guard. The alien ran over, saw Shadao, and shouted, "Who are you?"
"Someone here to take your life!" With that, Shadao charged at the alien, gathering his Ki in his fist and blasting it toward him.
The alien's Battle Power was around 300. Facing Shadao's Battle Power of 1,000, he had no time to react before being sent flying. He crashed to the ground, his head lolling to one side as his Ki vanished.
Shadao quickly said to the old man, "Hurry and find the other clansmen. If those evil forces go mad and slaughter them, it'll be too late."
Shadao's concern was justified. But with Krillin here, and his Battle Power of 380,000, those aliens would not even have a chance to act. Krillin rather approved of Shadao's actions. This time, Shadao was not being too foolish.
"They're in the clearing ahead. There are a hundred thousand of our people there." The old man perked up, and his voice grew much stronger.
Shadao closed his eyes and slowly sensed the Ki of his people. There were indeed many faint presences ahead. His eyes flashed as he said to the old man, "Let's go!"
Shadao flew over with the old man. He did not dare leave him alone here. The place where the clansmen had gathered was relatively safer.
The old man continued, "Ever since the King of Dirt Clod Star's uprising a hundred years ago, those aliens separated us and divided us into ten slave zones. Up ahead is Slave Zone No. 5. Our people originally numbered six million, but casualties have been severe in recent years. Those aliens have also spread word that they lack manpower. Now, there may be fewer than two million left." As he spoke, the old man began crying again.
Shadao's eyes turned bloodshot as he gritted his teeth. "Damn invaders! Unforgivable! Absolutely unforgivable!"
A population of six million was still considered a fairly large race in the universe. It was not like Earth, where populations easily numbered in the billions. Even Planet Vegeta's Saiyans only totaled a little over one million.
A hundred thousand people were working busily in the mining area. There were old people and children, all carrying ore several times their own weight on their shoulders. Neither adults nor children could straighten their backs. The aliens nearby were not particularly vigilant; the suppression from a hundred years ago had long terrified the slaves into submission.
Shadao set the old man down and slowly walked toward the center of the mine. The farther he went, the greater his fury became. Hunched-over children, pale-faced clansmen... these damned invaders deserved no forgiveness!
As Shadao walked inward, his clansmen gradually noticed this "unusual clansman." Yet no one made a sound. They merely watched him quietly. Suddenly, a frail little girl collapsed beneath her burden. Everyone wanted to step forward, but none dared to. Shadao quickly walked over, helped the petite girl up, and looked at her with concern. "What's your name? Did you hurt yourself?"
The girl was slightly stunned. A trace of light remained in her two beautiful large eyes. "I... I'm Avila. Big brother, who are you?" The girl slowly stood up and looked at Shadao fearfully.
Looking at Avila, Shadao remembered his own childhood. Back then, Dirt Clod Star had not yet been invaded. He had been with his parents, surrounded by many friends. How happy those days had been. These damned aliens... they would stay behind and be buried with them!
Someone boldly walked toward Shadao. They seemed to be Avila's parents. A thin, frail man stepped forward and shielded Avila, looking fearfully at his fellow clansman.
Shadao did his best to smile kindly. "Uncle, I mean no harm. I came back to save our people!"
Seeing the people below gathering together, an alien walked over and shouted, "What are you doing? Your skins itching again?"
When everyone heard the alien approaching, they hurriedly scattered. Avila's father tugged at Shadao, trying to pull him into the crowd and save his life.
Shadao gave Avila's father a reassuring look, then said gently to Avila, "Avila, step back. Get into the crowd."
The alien had already reached the group. Everyone looked terrified. Seeing that Shadao did not appear to be one of the miners—the other miners were pale and wore constant exhaustion on their faces, while Shadao was full of energy—the alien shouted at him again, "Who exactly are you?"
Shadao slowly stepped out from the crowd and walked toward the alien, one step at a time. His expression was calm as he said, "Listen carefully!" After saying that, Shadao suddenly roared, "I'm one of the Mudball Star Aliens who escaped two hundred years ago! I'm Shadao, returned to save my home planet!"
With that, Shadao unleashed all his Ki and blasted the alien. Their strength was worlds apart, and with Shadao's sudden attack, the alien had no chance of blocking it. He was sent flying, but Shadao still did not seem satisfied. He immediately fired a Kamehameha at the alien, reducing him to dust.
Shadao's clansmen seemed not to have even seen what had happened before the battle was already over.
Everyone was afraid. The battle from a hundred years ago was still vivid in their memories, and the evil forces' retaliation had been terrifying. Avila stepped forward, grabbed Shadao's hand, and hope flashed in her eyes. "Big brother, did you come to save us?"
Shadao looked lovingly at the girl who only reached his shoulder. "No one will ever bully us again."
The commotion from Shadao's battle alerted more aliens. Seeing the aliens flying out, Shadao hurriedly shouted to the people behind him, "Find somewhere to hide! I'll deal with them."
As he spoke, Shadao gathered Ki in his hand and blasted it at one of the aliens. A flash of yellow light streaked out. The alien screamed and plunged headfirst toward the ground.
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