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A violent explosion occurred at the edge of the atmosphere. A ball of scorching fire rapidly expanded before turning into a cloud of black smoke. The Frieza Force ship was blasted into scattered debris by the high-energy impact, with fragments raining down from the sky.

As the thick smoke dissipated, the disheveled figures of Dodoria and Zarbon floated in the air. Their battle armor was covered in soot, and the aliens who had accompanied them had all perished in the explosion.

Such a violent blast immediately drew the attention of others on Planet Oron. However, upon discovering that the destroyed ship belonged to the Frieza Force, everyone chose to steer clear to protect themselves, terrified of getting caught up in any trouble.

"Ahhh! Such audacity, to actually attack a Frieza Force ship!" Dodoria roared in a rage as he hovered in the air, his pink flesh marred by wounds.

Zarbon's face was grim, his dark green eyes flashing with cold light. He pulled out his Scouter to scan the surroundings, but after a few beeps, the device failed to detect any high-energy readings.

"Strange, there are no strong energy readings detected nearby."

"Impossible! The intensity of that energy just now—the attacker's combat power must be at least ten thousand!" Dodoria, refusing to believe it, pulled out his own Scouter. When it also failed to detect the attacker, his expression turned to one of shock.

"There really is nothing. Could they be using some newly developed energy weapon? Even then, there should be some residual energy."

Zarbon's eyes flickered. He turned off his Scouter and said in a low voice, "I've heard that there are beings in the universe who can freely control their Ki. When encountering such people, Scouters are useless."

Upon hearing this, Dodoria shrieked, "That must be it! Damn it, to think they had the guts to attack me! I will never let them get away with this."

Dodoria was not the sharpest tool in the shed; once Zarbon suggested this, he vented his fury onto an imaginary race. Zarbon didn't believe someone could vanish so quickly after releasing such power, so he was certain the attackers were still hiding on Planet Oron.

"Provoking the Frieza Force comes with a price. However, Planet Oron is a commercial planet, and the management behind it holds a certain status among the wealthy of the universe. Let's notify the local administrator first so we don't cause unnecessary friction."

Zarbon fell silent for a moment, regaining his refined, gentlemanly demeanor. Only the cold light in his eyes betrayed the brutality within his heart.

After his outburst, Dodoria suppressed his anger. "Find the administrator here. He must give us an explanation."

If Planet Oron were an ordinary inhabited planet rather than a commercial one, Dodoria's brutal nature might have already led him to notify Frieza Force headquarters and lead an army to raze the place to the ground.

But commercial planets were different. Every commercial planet was registered with the Galactic Business Headquarters upon its establishment and enjoyed its protection. The Galactic Business Headquarters was an organization created by the top powers of the universe, much like the Galactic Assassin Organization, the Galactic Courier Company, and the Galactic Patrol.

Although the Frieza Force was notorious throughout the universe, they couldn't be too overbearing if they still wanted to conduct business.

Zarbon nodded slightly, then accompanied Dodoria to find the administrator of Planet Oron.

The person in charge of Planet Oron, having already learned of the incident, greeted them with forced enthusiasm as they approached aggressively. He wiped sweat from his brow while carefully catering to them, simultaneously dispatching men to investigate the suspects who had attacked the Frieza Force.

The result, of course, was nothing, as Roland and Sephiria had already left Planet Oron by that time.

"My apologies, my lords. We have not found the people you are looking for, but we have reported the matter upward. The Galactic Business Headquarters will soon conduct a large-scale investigation; we will certainly provide you with a satisfactory result." The administrator of Planet Oron apologized humbly.

"Because of your poor management, our Frieza Force has suffered significant losses." Zarbon sat in a chair, holding a cup of hot tea, his voice indifferent.

The administrator quickly replied, "This is a failure in our duties. We can offer compensation."

"Heh." Zarbon chuckled as he accepted the compensation. The death of a few Frieza soldiers naturally didn't stir any emotion in him, but being able to extort a sum of wealth from a commercial planet was a good way to put waste to use.

Even they had to show some respect when dealing with the Galactic Business Headquarters.

Just as Zarbon was demanding compensation from the administrator of Planet Oron on behalf of the Frieza Force, Roland and Sephiria had already flown far away, entering the sector where Planet Sadala was located.

Before its destruction, Planet Sadala was located in the western region of the North Galaxy, near the border of the West Galaxy. It took dozens of jumps for the siblings to reach their destination.

In the deep, faintly red-tinted backdrop of space, a scorching star sat stably in the void. The destruction of Planet Sadala had once brought catastrophe to the entire planetary system, and it had taken a long time for the vast system to return to stability.

To this day, an asteroid belt remains in the original orbit of Planet Sadala—the remnants of the planet after its destruction.

Whoosh!

On a planet sharing the same stellar gravitational field as the Sadala asteroid belt, the void suddenly distorted, and the agile figures of Roland and Sephiria stepped out. Because it was in the habitable zone, this planet possessed an atmosphere, but due to its small size, the gravity was only half that of Earth.

In truth, this planet was formed by the re-aggregation of the remnants left behind after the destruction of Planet Sadala.

"According to the data, the planet beneath our feet is a remnant of the destroyed Planet Sadala."

Roland surveyed the surroundings. The miniature planet was not large, and the curvature of the horizon was clearly visible in the distance. Perhaps because this world had deities like King Kai and the Supreme Kai, the evolution of planets in the Dragon Ball world was significantly faster than on the Earth of his previous life.

Sephiria looked down at the scenery, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. Her clear, autumn-water-like eyes shimmered with a ripple of light. "What a pity. If not for that foolish war in ancient times, the Saiyan race would not have lost their home here."

Roland said, "If you want to rebuild it, it wouldn't be a difficult task."

Sephiria nodded slightly. Just then, a harsh, roaring sound came from the sky.

Looking up, a bright, clear moon hung in the sky. Because it was located in an asteroid belt, the planet beneath them was frequently struck by meteorites, making conditions quite harsh. However, this roar was clearly not the sound of a meteorite hitting the atmosphere; it was a ship crashing.

Sure enough, a triangular-winged ship emerged from the clouds, trailing black smoke, followed by a series of smaller aircraft, as if it were being pursued.