Making Preparations

"I had to deal with an even bigger problem!" Krillin sighed.

"Lord Krillin... you've already done far too much for us." Shadao looked at Krillin, deeply moved.

"Start preparing for an evacuation."

"What? Evacuate? But King Star has only just been rebuilt!" Shadao asked incredulously.

"The evil forces are too powerful. Evacuation is only the worst-case scenario. If Cooler comes in person, I'm afraid the entire King Star, myself included, will be reduced to cosmic dust," Krillin said slowly.

"What? Even Lord Krillin...? Isn't there still the Galactic Patrol?" Shadao seemed to have grasped his last straw.

Krillin stared at Shadao without speaking, as if asking, Do you really not understand?

The moment Shadao mentioned the Galactic Patrol, he realized he had said something wrong and lowered his head bitterly.

After a long while, Krillin spoke again. "The Galactic Patrol didn't send me on this mission, and the Galactic Patrol organization doesn't dare provoke King Cold's forces."

Shadao did not appear dejected after hearing Krillin's words. After thinking for a long time, he said, "Actually, I already knew that Lord Krillin wasn't sent by Galactic Patrol Headquarters. I stayed at Galactic Headquarters for so long that I know very well what they're like."

"Lord Krillin merely used Galactic Headquarters as a stepping stone, while poor Galactic Headquarters is still delighted that it recruited an expert."

Krillin nodded slightly, indicating that Shadao was absolutely right.

"After all this time together, I already know what kind of person Lord Krillin is. Lord Krillin is a truly righteous man. You sympathize with the weak and are willing to help them. So whether or not you truly belong to Galactic Headquarters, I, Shadao, along with every member of King Star, will always stand by Lord Krillin's side." Shadao spoke to Krillin with an excited, earnest expression.

"Damn it, I've waited so long for exactly those words!"

Still wearing a serious expression, Krillin patted Shadao's shoulder with heartfelt satisfaction. "Your choice is not wrong!"

"However, this news cannot be spread yet. Your people all regard Galactic Headquarters as their last hope. If they suddenly learn that Galactic Headquarters abandoned them long ago, it could cause unrest," Krillin explained.

Shadao nodded, agreeing with Krillin.

"We have no way out, so we must rely on ourselves for everything. But I also hope that your people can rise through their own strength. Relying on others is worse than relying on yourselves. Do you understand?"

Shadao knew that Krillin was teaching him the principles of survival. "If a race blindly relies on others, then that race is not far from extinction."

"What should we do next?" Since they had decided to rely on themselves, they needed to start preparing now.

"Continue organizing the mining of energy ore," Krillin said without hesitation.

"King Star has nothing now, but it has two hundred years of mining experience. There's no need for prospecting; mining can begin directly."

"Sort out the high-quality ore from what is mined. Select combat personnel from among your people and let them use it. Then contact the nearest commercial planet under Galactic Headquarters and begin trading with them. Use my name, demand the highest possible selling price, and obtain a large amount of supplies."

"The worst-case preparation is to be ready to flee!" Krillin analyzed each point for Shadao one by one.

"So Lord Krillin had already planned everything." Shadao stared at Krillin in a daze.

"Fleeing is only the worst-case preparation. Perhaps we won't need to flee, but the preparations must be made," Krillin said sternly.

"Yes, Lord Krillin!" Shadao replied respectfully.

Krillin looked into the distance. He did not want his intervention to indirectly cause the extinction of a race. The justice deep in his heart called on him to do this. What was the point of becoming the strongest in the Universe if one would do anything for power?

Krillin believed that the potential the King Star people would unleash this time would be enormous. Before, they had worked as laborers; now, they worked to rebuild King Star. Their initiative would play a tremendous role and push mining to new heights.

Shadao silently committed every word Krillin said to heart. Lord Krillin's words were always right.

"Lord Krillin, I want to go with you!" Shadao suddenly said to Krillin.

"No. If I take you with me, you won't be able to escape if we encounter danger." Krillin rejected Shadao in an extremely firm tone.

A hint of disappointment appeared on Shadao's face.

"You should stay here and train properly. The enemy is powerful, but I don't think Cooler will act personally, so don't be too nervous."

Having heard Krillin mention Cooler several times, Shadao could not help wondering what kind of person Cooler was to make Lord Krillin so wary.

If Shadao knew that Krillin's Battle Power was 390,000 while Cooler's was 470 million, he would probably sneer. Would you still have the courage to live?

"Go back and make your preparations." Krillin and Shadao walked toward the residential area.

Krillin stored the house in a portable capsule, smiled faintly at Shadao, and then vanished from where he stood.

Watching Krillin disappear, Shadao resolved to make proper preparations exactly as Lord Krillin had instructed.

With a whoosh, Krillin appeared on the desolate planet where the spaceship had originally been parked.

With a series of clicks, the spaceship's hatch slowly opened. Krillin entered without hesitation. His half-baked Instant Transmission was truly unreliable for interstellar travel; he still had to depend on a spaceship.

Krillin walked to the cockpit and sat down. He pressed his fingers to the corners of his eyes and slowly massaged them. He had gained 100,000 energy over the past half month, which was not too bad.

Four thousand light-years beyond the Straw Hat Galaxy lay the Perseus Galaxy. If Krillin had guessed correctly, Shaviza should be in the Persean System by now. The Persean System was far more enticing to Krillin than the Straw Hat Galaxy.

The energy ore on King Star had already proven that the Persean System was a high-energy production region.

Krillin called out loudly, "Phantom! Destination: the Persean System. Depart!"

"Beep. Spaceship inspection normal. Destination: Perseus Galaxy. Distance: 4,000 light-years. Estimated travel time: two days."

Boom! The spaceship flashed from its spot like a streak of light and flew toward the Persean System.

Krillin yawned and covered his mouth. He was quite tired. He should rest up and get a good night's sleep first. Changing into a set of cool-colored pajamas, Krillin headed toward the rest room.

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