Trade Planet

Hertz also possessed the martial arts knowledge of the Earth's Kami's Lookout. With a powerful warrior like him, whose combat power exceeded 10,000, keeping watch, Roland had no need to worry about any trouble arising among the Saiyans on Planet Kasha.

If trained properly, and if some warriors with good aptitude were selected for focused cultivation, perhaps in a few decades, a powerhouse like Goku might emerge from within the Saiyan race.

Of course, Roland did not hold such high expectations that everyone could become like Goku.

The reason Goku was able to achieve such extraordinary accomplishments had a great deal to do with his incredibly pure and innocent heart. It was precisely because he was single-minded and devoted to improving himself that he attained such heights.

Continuing to brief Hertz on the matters ahead, Roland left the Gravity Spaceship with him.

At this stage, Roland's reliance on the Gravity Spaceship was far less than one might imagine; a single Gravity Chamber was sufficient for gravity training. On the contrary, because Hertz had to manage the Saiyans on Planet Kasha, he actually needed it quite often.

"Roland, Sephiria, rest assured, I will take good care of our kin," Hertz promised Roland and the others with a solemn expression.

"With you here, we are very relieved," Roland said with a smile, waving his hand.

Sephiria's eyes were fixed on Hertz and his wife as she said, "You two must have children soon. There aren't many Saiyans left now; for the sake of the race's continuation, you should make a contribution."

Ashita was left blushing by Sephiria's words, saying embarrassedly, "Sephiria, what are you saying?"

Hertz was much more bold, pulling Ashita into his arms and saying, "Don't worry, we will work hard."

"You're talking nonsense too!" Ashita's face turned crimson.

After a round of farewells, under the watchful eyes of Hertz and Ashita, Roland held Sephiria's waist tightly and activated the "Transfer Technique." In a flash of bright light, the two figures gradually blurred and soon vanished from Planet Frie.

After Roland and the others left, Hertz clapped his hands, preparing to go to Planet Kasha to see which of their kin were worth teaching martial arts to.

Ashita nodded slightly, following him; no matter where they were, as long as she was with her husband, her heart was filled with a sense of security.

On the other side, Roland brought Sephiria to a remote planet. After a brief rest, Sephiria asked, "Where to next? If we are going to train, it would be best to go to some turbulent planets."

Roland pondered for a moment and said, "I want to go to the western side of the North Galaxy. That is the birthplace of the Saiyans. Although Planet Sadala has been destroyed, there should still be some wreckage left behind."

Sephiria was also interested in the origin of the Saiyans, so she nodded in agreement, "The western side of the North Galaxy is very far from here. The influence of the Frieza Force hasn't even reached there."

Roland replied, "That is why we need a brand-new star map. I checked, and there is a small trading planet about a half-month's journey from here where we should be able to buy a more detailed one."

Sephiria rested her hand on Roland's shoulder, "Sometimes I really envy your space transfer ability."

Roland smiled and told Sephiria about a planet in the universe called Planet Yardrat, where the "Instant Transmission" was truly miraculous. Sephiria was very curious after hearing this, her beautiful eyes shining with light, wishing she could go to Planet Yardrat immediately to see it.

In truth, Roland did not know much about the situation on Planet Yardrat. In the original work, it was said that this planet was originally a target chosen for conquest by the Ginyu Force, but through a twist of fate, Goku ended up taking a spaceship there. However, since it required the Ginyu Force to conquer it, it should at least be a high-level planet.

Planet Oron, a planet located on the western side of the North Galaxy.

This was a relatively peaceful planet. Because of its stable situation, various races engaged in trade constantly gathered here. Gradually, Planet Oron became a trade-oriented planet where many races would come to exchange their goods.

In the main marketplace of Planet Oron, a man and a woman walked along the street.

The woman looked to be eighteen or nineteen, with a graceful figure and a slender build, her cloud-like long hair fluttering gently. The man looked very young, less than a meter tall, appearing to be about five or six years old.

These two were Roland and Sephiria, who had arrived from Planet Frie.

Walking on the spacious street, they were dazzled by the goods on both sides. Because races from nearby planets gathered here, the variety of products on Planet Oron was dazzling and countless. Of course, one could also see all kinds of strange-looking aliens; some looked like dinosaurs, others had heads like chickens. The combat power of these aliens was generally low.

Due to the significant differences and complexity of the various races, a profession dedicated to protection work had emerged on Planet Oron.

Wealthy-level aliens usually hired a few bodyguards to accompany them, both to protect their safety and to flaunt their status. These bodyguards generally had a combat power of around 1,000. As for the more ordinary ones, they could only try their best to protect themselves. Not causing trouble was a rule that every alien entering Planet Oron had to follow.

On a commercial planet, as long as one didn't cause trouble, there were basically no major issues with safety.

The planet's administrators had also specifically organized security forces for the safety of guests. After all, on a planet engaged in commercial activities, if personal safety could not be guaranteed, the commercial planet would not be able to develop smoothly.

Sephiria walked down the street. By this time, they had already wrapped their tails around their waists, but they still attracted the gazes of those around them from time to time.

"I want to go prepare a few brand-new battle armors." The battle armor Sephiria was wearing had been used for a long time and was covered in cracks; it could no longer serve the purpose of reducing combat damage.

Roland asked, "Do you have any universal currency?"

Trade in the universe used a precious metal called "Xijin." It was a silver-white metal bar, five centimeters long and as thick as a little finger, mixed with various rare ores. Xijin had great purchasing power and was universal in the universe. A single small piece of "Xijin" could allow an alien to live lavishly in the universe for a year, with some even left over.

The salary Frieza paid to his alien subordinates was this very metal.

Sephiria glanced at Roland and pulled four silver-shining metal bars from her pocket, "This is the reward I earned when I was performing missions on Planet Vegeta before. One Xijin can buy hundreds of battle armors."

"I didn't expect you to be a rich woman," Roland joked.

Sephiria gave Roland a "thwack" on the head and handed him one Xijin, "You can use it to buy a complete star map. Besides, the price of a spacecraft is also about one 'Xijin'."

Roland took the Xijin and examined it in his hand. He hadn't expected this five-centimeter-long metal bar to have such strong purchasing power.