Know Thyself, Know Thy Enemy

After leaving the Galactic King's room, Roland went to Tights and told her what the Galactic King had told him. Tights looked at him with some concern after listening.

"Is it dangerous for that Dr. Ruka to stay outside?"

"It's not that dangerous. As a scientist, that Bodo named Dr. Ruka isn't very strong. Once we find him, dealing with him will be a piece of cake. It's those Saiyan clones that are more difficult to deal with. Hmm, with the intelligence provided by the Galactic Patrol, I think finding those clones shouldn't be too hard."

"That's quite troublesome." Tights raised her turquoise eyes.

Roland gently stroked Tights's cheek. "I'll entrust this kind of matter to the aliens under the Sephiria Force. It'll also serve as a test of the Sephiria Force's warriors' efficiency."

As the leader of a powerful force, Roland wouldn't do everything himself. Otherwise, what would be the point of training so many warriors? The purpose of building a force is to make things easier for oneself. If there are any issues, he can simply give orders, and someone will handle them. With Roland and Sephiria's formidable strength, they only need to step in at crucial moments and act as a stabilizing force.

Upon hearing Roland's words, Tights smiled and nestled against him like a little bird seeking shelter.

"Then stay with me for a while. You and Sister Sephiria have been busy cultivating these past two years, and we've seen each other less often. I heard from Father that a very powerful expert has come to Planet Sadala?"

"His name is Broly, and he's very capable."

"Where is Sister Sephiria? Is she still cultivating on Planet Yardrat?"

"Yes, sometimes I can't even get in touch with her," Roland replied.

"I don't know why you all want to become so strong. You're already very capable," Tights said.

"Not enough, not enough. This world is all about chasing each other. You can easily fall behind if you're not careful." Roland shook his head, not daring to relax at all. The power levels in the Dragon Ball world are very differentiated. The weak are very weak, and the strong are very strong. Someone like him, who can unleash 100 million battle power when he goes all out, can be considered powerful, but even that power is still quite limited.

Android, Cell, Dabura, Majin Buu —one after another, extremely powerful characters will appear within a few decades, followed by even more powerful figures like Beerus, the God of Destruction, and Angel.

Knowing the future plot quite well, he felt a constant pressure and dared not relax. Take Broly for example; given Broly's performance in the original work, if he didn't work hard, he could easily be surpassed.

And then there's Goku on Earth. Don't let his current weakness fool you; he'll rise to prominence and his strength will increase dramatically in the future.

The world of Dragon Ball is incredibly complex. Not to mention the indescribably powerful Angel and the Grand Priest, even the seemingly weak East Supreme Kai from Universe 7, despite his timid and submissive demeanor, actually possesses power close to that of Super Saiyan Full Power. Right now, Roland can't even withstand a single blow from him.

Tights said that because she didn't know the full story, but from another perspective, Roland also owed Tights a bit, as he had indeed spent less time with her in the past few years.

For the rest of the time, Roland accompanied Tights on a tour of the headquarters of the Galactic Patrol. The headquarters of the Galactic Patrol was not particularly large, and its overall space was probably not as spacious as Roland's own Space Island, after all, it was just a man-made facility floating in space.

Despite its small size, the space is fully equipped with all necessary facilities, including various communication equipment and monitoring systems.

The entire top-shaped Galactic Patrol Headquarters floats in the starry sky at the Galactic Center. It is mainly the place where the Galactic King assigns tasks and where the patrol officers report their work. There are other bases and fortresses scattered throughout the universe, which are the true assets of the Galactic Patrol organization.

"By the way, what do you know about that Inspector Merus?" After touring the Galactic Patrol's facilities, Roland asked about Merus, whom he had met in the Galactic King's room earlier.

"Officer Merus...?"

Tights. "He's a more senior patrolman than Jaco. Because he's very reliable, he's responsible for a wider area. The Galactic King also trusts him completely. What's wrong? Is there a problem?"

Roland frowned slightly. "No, he just gives me a very impressive feeling."

Tights chuckled, "How could someone be more powerful than you? Impossible. If there were such a powerful figure in the Galactic Patrol, the entire Galaxy would be at peace long ago."

"That's true."

Roland thought about it and realized that she had been overthinking it.

It's true that the Galactic Patrol has a deep foundation, but that was a long time ago. In terms of truly skilled fighters, the Galactic Patrol doesn't have many. Even against the Ginyu Force, they couldn't muster any decent experts. If Merus were truly a master, there's no reason for him to be hiding within the Galactic Patrol.

With that thought, Roland quickly put his previous doubts aside and continued to stay with Tights for a while before preparing to return to the Planet Sadala. He had originally planned to take Tights back with him, but Tights seemed particularly interested in the Galactic Patrol's collection of books, so in the end, he returned to the Planet Sadala alone.

Upon returning to the Planet Sadala, Roland immediately summoned Hertz, some members of the Planet Sadala Defense Force and Special Combat Force, as well as scientists such as Umu of the Lis Race, Dr. Brief, and Bulma.

When they mentioned Dr. Ruka of the Podo Race and the Saiyan Clone, Hertz and the others immediately became indignant and looked furious.

"How dare they use Saiyan genes to cause trouble!"

"Dr. Ruka of the Podo Race."

"Court death!"

Hertz slammed his fist on the table with a loud bang, his dark face filled with rage. Using Saiyan genes to create clones—no Saiyan would tolerate such a thing.

Umu was filled with fear and remorse. "This all happened because of my clan, it's truly..."

Roland waved her hand, interrupting Umu, "This is none of your business. You should think about how to handle this."

"If they are clones, then that's a real problem. These kinds of monsters produced using technological means, theoretically, can be produced in any number as long as the technical difficulties are overcome and resources are plentiful." Dr. Brief took the cigarette off his ear and lit a match.

"We don't know exactly how many clones they've produced, or what their strength is," Ifrivi, Special Combat Force, said.

Hertz's voice was deep. "Judging from the attacks on the area surrounding Sephiria Force, their strength is probably not weak."

"The Galactic Patrol will gather information about replicants for us, but of course we can't rely on them. All our Galactic Patrol personnel need to be sent out."

The Galactic Patrol has strong reconnaissance capabilities, allowing them to locate their targets before an attack is launched and relay information back. The Sephiria Force can rely on their advanced navigation technology to lay ambushes in advance. However, they must strengthen their own capabilities. The relationship between the Sephiria Force and the Galactic Patrol is merely one of cooperation; they cannot place all their hopes on the other party. Improving their own reconnaissance capabilities is of paramount importance.

Umu said resolutely, "Our clan will develop even more advanced reconnaissance equipment and will absolutely not allow the Podo Race's conspiracy to succeed."

"Hmm." Roland nodded. He trusted Umu's research capabilities and then asked Dr. Brief and Bulma to assist him.

The Briefs father and daughter had no problem with it; the next step was to make full preparations.

Fortunately, the Sephiria Force already knew who they were dealing with. Knowing your enemy is the key to victory. Identifying the opponent's identity is half the battle won. At this point, the worst thing is not even knowing who the opponent is.

P. S.: There's more to come.