Battle Power Wasn't Something You Could Raise on a Whim

Battle Power wasn't something you could raise just because you wanted to.

Although he was a veteran Dragon Ball fan who knew every plot point of the original story, understood this world's future inside and out, and even knew all kinds of ways to grow stronger...

Actually walking the path of cultivation and becoming stronger was another matter entirely.

Talot had to admit that sometimes, he envied those Transmigrators from novels.

When those people came to the Dragon Ball world, they either started out as God of Destruction Candidates, became trainee Angels, or, even more ridiculously, directly became sworn brothers with Zeno.

Even without such opportunities, most Transmigrators came with systems—daily check-ins, Battle Power increasing by 1 per second from the start, and so on.

They were blatantly cheating. They didn't need to do anything, yet their strength skyrocketed in an instant, crushing heaven, earth, and everything else.

Compared to them, he had absolutely nothing.

Reality had taught Talot one thing: not every Transmigrator could turn their life around and become absurdly overpowered from the very start.

A Transmigrator like him could only take the hard-working route and develop steadily.

To comfort himself, at least he had transmigrated into a Saiyan rather than some other race.

Otherwise, even if he surpassed warriors of the same level through various methods in the early stages, it would still become the Saiyans' era later on. No matter how talented you were or how high your realm, you couldn't withstand a Saiyan's transformation.

Once a Saiyan transformed, nothing in this world could shine more brightly.

Making an effort to calm down, Talot stopped thinking about all that nonsense.

As far as he was concerned, he was already quite satisfied.

He wasn't someone who aimed too high.

Five years...

No! To be precise, less than four years.

Compared to Battle Powers that easily reached hundreds of millions, his strength was indeed nothing worth mentioning, but at least he wasn't useless!

His Battle Power had risen from 200 to 990. This level of strength could even blow up a planet, and the power he had earned through hard training made Talot feel grounded.

"Next, I need to focus on figuring out how to leave Planet Vegeta reasonably. According to the news Raditz brought back a few days ago, Vegeta will soon be leading an elite squad to conquer a high-level planet." As he thought it over carefully, Talot's mind returned to the coming crisis.

If nothing unexpected happened, Planet Vegeta would be destroyed by Frieza in less than half a year, at most within a year.

After that, the vast majority of Saiyans would be wiped out, leaving only a handful behind to serve as Frieza's playthings.

Regarding this crisis that concerned his own life, Talot had once thought that if he had been a Low-Class Warrior, he would have been treated as one of the worst pawns from the very beginning and sent off to invade some of the lowest-class planets.

If that had been the case, he wouldn't need to be as anxious as he was now.

Still, every situation had its advantages. So many Low-Class Warrior babies were sent out by the Saiyans each year, but how many actually survived? Someone as lucky as Kakarot only had protagonist luck on his side.

No matter what, things had already come to this. He could only think of other ways to break the deadlock.

With his strength, it was impossible for him to confront Frieza head-on. After all, he couldn't even beat Frieza's ordinary soldiers.

This wasn't alarmism. He had seen it with his own eyes.

Ever since Frieza took over King Cold's position years ago and renamed the army the Frieza Force, Planet Vegeta had begun receiving special attention. Frieza had also stationed many elite soldiers of his army on the planet.

Officially, they were there in case of emergencies and to help the Saiyans manage planetary affairs. In reality, they were monitoring the Saiyans' every move and serving as a deterrent.

Among them, even the weakest warriors had Battle Powers in the several hundreds. The stronger ones exceeded 1,000, and there were even more powerful ones with Battle Powers in the thousands.

So forget about him fighting them. Even adult Saiyans might not necessarily be their opponents.

Even if their Battle Power met the mark, strength wasn't determined by numbers alone. Combat experience, fighting techniques, combat ability, and many other factors also mattered.

His thoughts drifted away again.

Then, Talot sensed a strange Ki Sense that made him stop in his tracks. For a moment, he felt as though he had encountered a natural predator, and every hair on his body stood on end.

"What's with this feeling...?" Talot's heart tightened as a sense of foreboding spread through him.

Because he had cultivated ki—especially since there might have been some issue with the direction of his training—his instincts had become increasingly sharp at foreseeing danger.

His body began trembling involuntarily. He had only felt this way before when he saw Frieza and Dodoria.

Talot quickly shifted his gaze and looked once more toward the distant Royal City.

"Did Frieza come again? No, that's not it! I can't sense Frieza's evil ki, nor can I sense Dodoria, Zarbon, or those elite commanders!"

He had developed an intense sense of unease, yet he couldn't sense the presence of any ki, and the Battle Power Detector showed no alerts.

The fear brought by the unknown was especially terrifying.

For a moment, Talot's breathing became rapid, and his heartbeat accelerated.

At the same time, for no apparent reason, he even felt a trace of suffocation.

There was no doubt about it—this definitely wasn't an illusion!

"Who could possibly make me feel this way at a time like this... Wait! Could it be?!!!"

Exclamation marks flashed through his mind, followed swiftly by the images of two figures.

God of Destruction! And Angel!

"That must be it! It has to be! Otherwise, how could I possibly fail to sense their ki? Only God's ki is beyond my ability to sense! And they can bring me such absolute pressure." Talot sucked in a sharp breath.

Memories of the original story surged into his mind.

Before Planet Vegeta was destroyed by Frieza, hadn't God of Destruction Beerus and Angel Whis come to Planet Vegeta for a meal?

Although the original story had shown only a brief scene, as a Transmigrator, he understood every kind of information inside and out.

After transmigrating here, Talot had always thought about escaping Planet Vegeta before Frieza destroyed it, yet he had forgotten to think deeply about the main reason behind it.

Frieza was indeed the culprit, but the fundamental reason Planet Vegeta was destroyed was that he had received an order from God of Destruction Beerus.

That was why he acted without hesitation, eliminating the Saiyans as a threat to himself while also displaying his loyalty to God of Destruction Beerus.

"Gasp~! If I recalculate based on this timeline, Frieza will probably make his move in no more than two months!"

Growing more uneasy, Talot quickened his pace toward home.

He needed to confirm one thing: when would Bardock return? The countdown to the planet's destruction began when Bardock returned from invading Planet Cereal.

There was something worth mentioning: over the years, Talot had relied on Bardock and Gine's care to grow up without worries.

Gine in particular cared for him as though he were her own son. If anything, she treated him even better than Raditz.

According to Gine and Bardock, his parents had been very close brothers and sisters with them.