"Heh heh heh!! No one has contacted us of their own accord even now. It seems the rumors that King Cold was killed by a Super Saiyan are true after all. And Frieza probably isn't doing much better. Even if he isn't dead, he should be hiding somewhere!"
A wicked smile spread across Vegeta's face.
After a month of investigation and probing, he had finally confirmed it. His opportunity had come.
He had spent all these years lying low within the Frieza Army, fighting on the front lines. By now, his strength was no longer what it used to be.
Though he could not compare to the Legendary Super Saiyan, he was still confident that if he wished, aside from a select few stronger than himself, he could run rampant across the Universe.
"Vegeta, what are you planning to do next? Are we really not going to search for the Super Saiyan? This should be the best time for us to take control of the Frieza Army and rebel." Nappa set down the roasted thigh in his hand and asked with a serious expression.
Having followed Vegeta on the front lines for years, his strength might not have matched Vegeta's, but it had improved enormously as well.
Compared to who he had been in the original story, he was utterly insignificant.
Even against Zarbon and Dodoria, Nappa was confident he could fight them. But against members of the Ginyu Force, he would still only be fit to kneel.
"Use your brain. Think carefully about why I planned this planetary invasion." Vegeta was speechless at Nappa's simple-mindedness.
If Nappa had not been at his side for so many years, and if there had been better Saiyans for him to use, Vegeta would have killed him long ago.
Having such a brainless