Making "Preparations"

"I have to go deal with bigger trouble!" Krillin sighed.

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

"Prepare for evacuation."

"What? Evacuate? But King Star was just rebuilt?" Shadao asked in disbelief.

"The evil forces are too powerful. Evacuation is just a worst-case scenario. If Cooler himself were to arrive, even I, along with the entire King Star, would turn into cosmic dust!" Krillin said slowly.

"What, even Lord Krillin? Isn't there the Galactic Patrol?" Shadao seemed to grasp at the last straw.

Krillin stared at Shadao, saying nothing, as if to ask, Don't you understand?

After mentioning the Galactic Patrol, Shadao felt he had said the wrong thing and lowered his head dejectedly.

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

Shadao didn't appear dejected after hearing Krillin's words. After thinking for a long time, he said, "Actually, I knew long ago that Lord Krillin wasn't sent by Galactic Headquarters. After all, I've been at Galactic Headquarters for so long, I'm very clear about what they do."

"Lord Krillin merely used Galactic Headquarters as a stepping stone. The poor Galactic Headquarters is still rejoicing about recruiting a master."

Krillin nodded slightly, indicating that Shadao was completely correct.

"After so long together, I know what kind of person Lord Krillin is. Lord Krillin is a truly righteous person who sympathizes with and is willing to help the weak. So, regardless of whether Lord Krillin is from Galactic Headquarters or not, I, Shadao, along with all the people of King Star, will always stand by Lord Krillin's side," Shadao said to Krillin with great emotion and seriousness.

"Damn it, I've been waiting so long for you to say that!"

Krillin, still looking serious and full of relief, patted Shadao on the shoulder and said, "Your choice is not wrong!"

"However, this news cannot be spread yet. Your people see Galactic Headquarters as their last hope. If they suddenly learn they've been abandoned by Galactic Headquarters all along, it could cause unrest," Krillin explained.

Shadao nodded in agreement with Krillin's words.

"We have no backup, so we have to rely on ourselves. But I also hope your race can rise up through its own strength. It's better to rely on oneself than on others, do you understand?"

Shadao knew this was Krillin imparting the wisdom of survival: "If a race solely 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 ores," Krillin said without hesitation.

"King Star has nothing right now, but we have two hundred years of experience mining ores. We don't need to explore anymore; we can start mining directly."

"Select the high-quality ores mined and give them to the selected combat personnel from among our people. Then, contact the nearest commercial star of Galactic Headquarters and establish trade. Give my name and demand the highest selling price to obtain a large amount of supplies."

"The worst-case preparation is to prepare to escape!" Krillin analyzed one point after another for Shadao.

"So Lord Krillin had already planned this." Shadao looked at Krillin, somewhat stunned.

"Escape is just the worst-case preparation. It's possible we won't need to escape, but the preparations must be made," Krillin said sternly.

"Yes, Lord Krillin!" Shadao said respectfully.

Krillin looked into the distance. He didn't want his intervention to indirectly lead to the extinction of a race. The call of justice deep within Krillin compelled him to act this way. What was the point of becoming the strongest in the universe if one resorted to any means necessary to gain power?

Krillin believed that the potential the people of King Star would unleash this time would be immense. Before, they worked for servitude; now, they would work to rebuild King Star. Subjective initiative would play a huge role, leading mining to a new peak.

Shadao silently committed every word Krillin spoke to heart, believing that Lord Krillin's words were always right.

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

"No, if I bring you, we won't be able to escape if danger arises," Krillin refused Shadao with a very firm tone.

Shadao showed a hint of disappointment.

"You stay here and train well. Although the enemy is powerful, I suspect Cooler won't act personally, so don't be too nervous."

"Hearing Lord Krillin mention Cooler so many times, Shadao felt some doubt. What kind of person is he that makes Lord Krillin so wary?" Shadao thought, puzzled.

If Krillin knew Shadao's thoughts, he would surely scoff, "If you knew Lord Krillin's Battle Power was 390,000, and Cooler's Battle Power is 470 million, I wonder if you'd still have the courage to live."

"Let's go back and get ready." Krillin and Shadao walked towards their living quarters.

Krillin packed his house into a portable Capsule, gave Shadao a slight smile, and then vanished from his spot.

Watching Krillin disappear, Shadao resolved to prepare well as Lord Krillin had instructed.

With a whoosh, Krillin reappeared on the desolate planet where the spaceship was docked.

Creeeak. The spaceship's hatch slowly opened. Krillin walked in without hesitation. Interstellar travel with his half-baked Instant Transmission was truly unreliable; he still had to rely on the spaceship.

Krillin walked to the cockpit and sat down, pressing his hands against his temples and massaging them gently. He had gained 100,000 Energy in the past half-month, which wasn't a small amount.

The Perseus Galaxy was 4,000 light-years away from the Straw Hat Galaxy. If Krillin guessed correctly, Shaviza should be in the Perseus Galaxy right now. The Perseus Galaxy held far more attraction for Krillin than the Straw Hat Galaxy.

The energy ores of King Star had already proven that the Perseus Galaxy was a high-yield energy location.

Krillin shouted, "Phantom! Destination: Perseus Galaxy, depart!"

"Beep. Ship inspection normal. Target: Perseus Galaxy. Distance: 4,000 light-years. Estimated travel time: 2 days."

Boom! The spaceship flashed and shot off towards the Perseus Galaxy like a beam of light.

Krillin yawned and covered his mouth. He was quite tired and decided to conserve his energy and get some sleep. Krillin changed into a set of cool-colored pajamas and headed towards the lounge.

I heard that I'll only be eligible to create a reader group after the book is put on shelves. This failure is hiding in a corner, trembling. Here's my QQ: 485746614. Don't laugh at me!