Hertz Couple

"By the way, how did you know the Saiyans are an extraterrestrial race? Did your father tell you?" Among Tights' family, only Dr. Brief knew Roland's true identity.

Tights: "No, I met a Galactic Patrolman named Jaco. He told me, and he also said that Saiyans are an evil and tyrannical race."

So, the Galactic Patrol has already arrived on Earth! That means Goku should have arrived on Earth as well; I just wonder if the Galactic Patrol has found him yet.

After asking Tights, she replied that Jaco hadn't found that Saiyan, and that Jaco had since repaired his spaceship with Bulma's help and had already returned to the Galactic Patrol headquarters.

"Tell me honestly, where are you right now?" Tights asked curiously.

Roland didn't intend to hide it and replied quite readily: "I'm on a pristine planet in the North Galaxy. There are only natives here, and they haven't developed a civilization yet..."

"Wow, I'm so envious. I really want to go see other planets too."

"There will be opportunities in the future."

A smile appeared on Roland's face. Just then, a series of splashing water sounds echoed in his ears. Roland frowned and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Taking a bath, want to see?" Tights' bell-like laughter rang out, and as she finished speaking, she pressed the video function on the communicator.

Instantly, the image of a bathroom appeared on Roland's end. In the hazy, steam-filled environment, Tights had her hair pinned up and was covered in foam. The scene flashed by, and Tights quickly turned off the video.

"How was it? Isn't it tempting?"

Countless black lines appeared on Roland's head. He had originally thought Tights was the normal one in her family, but he hadn't expected her to be quite eccentric as well. Even if he was a child, she shouldn't be joking like this!

"If you've got the guts, keep the video on!"

"Hee hee, that won't do. I can't let you see." Tights teased, soaking in the tub after her shower, her face wearing a beautiful, peach-blossom-like smile.

Ending the chat with Tights, Roland shook his head with a faint smile. Unlike his own serious and somewhat rigid sister, he always felt an inexplicable sense of ease whenever he chatted with Tights.

This woman's train of thought was sometimes wild and unconstrained, but more often than not, it had a suffocating quality that could make one's intelligence plummet.

He remembered that in the original story, because Tights was keen on traveling, she remained single even when Bulma was married and had children. If he were a few years older, he definitely wouldn't have let her get away. By the way, Mrs. Brief had even joked about giving Tights to him in the past.

After letting his mind wander for a while, Roland pulled back his thoughts, looked at the bright and quiet night light outside the window, slowly closed his eyes, and soon entered meditation.

The next morning.

The sun had just peeked over the ridge, and the light shone through the thick mist in the forest, refracting into brilliant, colorful hues halfway down.

Early in the morning, Sephiria came to find him for training. She had been particularly keen on sparring with him lately, as it allowed her to adapt to a brand-new combat style more quickly. After the practice ended, Sephiria said, "Hertz and his wife Ashita will be returning to Planet Frie soon."

Roland sat beside Sephiria: "After Hertz returns, I want to go out and gain some experience."

"No problem. Saiyans only grow through experience. But I'm going with you. I haven't had a real fight in over a year; my body is almost rusting."

Roland looked at Sephiria and nodded with a smile: "Alright!"

The two siblings smiled at each other and immediately decided that once Hertz returned, they would leave Planet Frie to gain some experience.

With Roland's current combat power of 3,600, he was no longer a weakling in the universe. On an average planet, he could even reign supreme and rule over a territory.

This was determined by the general environment of the universe, but that didn't mean he could rest easy and move about the universe recklessly.

In Roland's understanding, the Dragon Ball world was actually a world filled with powerful experts. While it wasn't exactly crawling with gods, it was an undeniable fact that strong individuals were as common as dogs, and the gap between the strong and the weak was unimaginably vast. Fragile beings like Earthlings had combat power in the single digits and could hardly generate powerful strength in their entire lives; while the powerful had combat power in the "millions," capable of shaking the universe with a mere gesture.

Although low-combat-power life forms occupied the absolute majority on the grand scale of the universe, one thing was certain: those top-tier experts could emerge from some unpredictable corner of the universe at any moment, and then deliver appropriate despair to the arrogant.

If Roland wanted to gain experience in the universe, going with Sephiria was the safest bet.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"...

With a series of sounds breaking the air, a deafening noise suddenly erupted in the sky. Soon, a dark shadow was cast down, sweeping across the forest and landing in an open area.

After the spaceship stabilized, two people stepped out: Hertz and his wife, "Ashita."

Ashita was a delicate-looking female Saiyan with a brown tail coiled around her waist. As a non-combatant, her combat power had yet to exceed 1,000, making her strength similar to Goku's mother, Gine.

"Roland, Sephiria, I'm back." Hertz's hearty laughter was full of confidence.

"I didn't expect you to actually borrow the Dragon Balls from the Namekians. I thought you had met with an accident and I would have to use the Dragon Balls to resurrect you," Roland joked.

Hertz sighed with emotion: "The Namekians are a peaceful race, and the Grand Elder is a wise old man."

There was a Namekian by the Grand Elder's side whose strength surpassed his own; if not for the Grand Elder's permission, he would never have had the chance to use the Dragon Balls.

"Congratulations on your reunion."

Roland and Sephiria warmly welcomed them. Ashita was also observing the siblings; she had long heard that her resurrection was thanks to the information they provided.

Seeing Sephiria nearby, Ashita nodded slightly at her—she had met her husband's teammate long ago—but when she noticed Roland, she paused slightly: "This child is still young, only six years old this year, and I heard his combat power has already exceeded 3,000."

"Welcome." Roland floated gracefully to a height level with Ashita.

"Hello. If it weren't for you, our couple would never have been reunited," Ashita thanked him politely.

"It was nothing."

"Alright, everyone come over to eat. The produce on this planet is quite rich."

Sephiria called everyone over, and the four began to eat and chat. During this time, Roland mentioned his plan to go out and gain experience with Sephiria. Hertz naturally agreed wholeheartedly, and then shared his experience regarding the various situations in the universe.

"By the way, Hertz, we have been observing those Saiyans on Planet Kasha for a long time. After Sephiria and I leave, you and Ashita should keep an eye on them. If you are sure there are no problems, teach them the methods of cultivation, starting with the basics."

After listening, Hertz said with a steady expression: "Don't worry, I will pay attention to that."

Hertz's mind had also been infused with knowledge of Earth's martial arts. It was precisely because he understood its profound mysteries that he had to be even more careful and cautious when handling these matters.

This might be a key link in the rise of the Saiyans. Earth's profound martial arts, combined with the Saiyans' combat bloodline and supplemented by Gravity Chamber training, could allow even low-class warriors to grow to a level that exceeded their physical limits.

Finally reached 100,000 words. Applying for a contract independently, hope it passes!