A Familiar Voice

"Regardless of whether the Saiyan on Planet Sadala are related to the Saiyan on Planet Vegeta, we should send people over to investigate." The Galactic King waved his long arms in mid-air, his large eyes fixed on one of the big-headed patrolmen.

"Fasge, the western star sectors of the North Galaxy are under your jurisdiction. This matter is entrusted to you. You must thoroughly investigate the matter of the Planet Sadala."

"Yes." The large-headed alien Fasge Fassger nodded in agreement upon hearing the Galactic King's command.

The Galactic King smiled and nodded, his gaze sweeping over the patrol officers before finally settling on Jaco, his expression turning unfriendly. "Jaco, you've lost the spaceship that headquarters entrusted to you?"

Jaco hurriedly said, "Lord Galactic King, this has nothing to do with me. It was the spaceship that malfunctioned. I was almost captured by Frieza Force. Speaking of which, headquarters should replace my spaceship."

The Galactic King asked calmly, "Then how did you escape from Frieza Force?"

Jaco said smugly, "That's because this patrolman was clever and brave enough to get a spaceship from Planet Bani." Galactic King waved his hand to interrupt Jaco, "Now that you have a new spaceship, don't make any more demands. When will you ever be reliable?"

Jaco smacked his lips, glanced at Galactic King's unfriendly face, and wisely refrained from refuting him.

"Alright, that's about it. You are all elites among the Galactic Patrol. You must do your best to manage the starry sky within your jurisdiction and prevent any accidents from happening. Protecting the peace of the Galaxy has been our duty since the Galactic Patrol was established. Everyone must not slack off."

"Yes!"

Several elite Galactic Patrol answered loudly.

"Um... when exactly was our Galactic Patrol established? Ah, of course... I certainly know, I just wanted to test you all." Seeing the disdainful looks his colleagues were giving him, Jaco chuckled awkwardly, trying to get away with it.

The Galactic King's face darkened; he really wanted to expel that bastard Jaco from the patrol organization. "Jaco, when you get back, take a good look at the patrol officer's code of conduct. It's written all over the place." He turned to a police officer next to Jaco: "Merus, keep an eye on Jaco for me when you have time. Don't let me find out he's caused trouble again."

A Galactic Patrol member Merus Mels nodded and helped Jaco out of the headquarters conference room.

"Hmph, that guy Jaco is utterly useless."

Galactic King was still furious, and his staff could only try to comfort him, saying, "Your Galactic King, there's no need to be angry. Inspector Merus will definitely be able to discipline and keep an eye on Jaco."

Galactic King, "If every police officer were as reliable as Merus, that would be great; at the very least, we'd need fewer people like Jaco."

The staff member chuckled, "That might not be easy. You see, every officer who joins our team must possess a special skill. There aren't many races in the universe with superpowers to begin with."

The Galactic King sighed, recalling the glory days of the Galactic Patrol when it was first established. Back then, who in the entire Galaxy dared to underestimate the Galactic Patrol?

However, as the Galactic Patrol weakened, large-scale organizations such as the Galactic Business Headquarters and the Galactic Courier Company began to defy the Galactic Patrol's management. Even more extreme organizations, such as the "Galactic Assassin Organization," brazenly surfaced, which was the biggest provocation to a management institution like the Galactic Patrol.

Unfortunately, the Galactic Patrol organization is facing a severe shortage of talent and simply cannot find any decent experts to deal with them.

"Strengthen ties with the Galactic Mercenary Organization. At least our two sides have always gotten along well. We can try to get their assistance when necessary." The Galactic King scratched his head. The appearance of the Planet Sadala in the North Galaxy gave him a feeling that the cosmic situation would become increasingly chaotic.

"Yes, sir."

The staff member responded loudly and turned to leave the office.

In the vast Hive Conference Room, only Galactic King remained, sitting in his chair, muttering to himself, "Planet Sadala, were the Saiyan there really the ancient Saiyan...?"

Planet Tang.

A high-level planet in the western part of the North Galaxy, and also the largest trading planet in the nearby star system.

The Planet Tang is teeming with experts, and its products are far more comprehensive. Its scale is incomparable to commercial planets like Planet Oron, which Roland had previously visited.

All the major and minor powers in the western part of the North Galaxy choose to trade here if they have any needs, because it is a high-level planet and therefore holds a pivotal position in the surrounding star system. The planet's administrator is also a rare expert, because without sufficient strength, it would be impossible to suppress the various forces, large and small.

One day, a strange figure appeared on Planet Tang.

After leaving Planet Sadala, Roland traveled through the universe for a period of time, roughly figuring out the situation around Planet Sadala, before teleporting to Planet Tang.

Walking along the bustling commercial street of Planet Tang, you feel an atmosphere completely different from that of Planet Oron. It looks very peaceful, but beneath the calm lies an unseen undercurrent.

The streets and alleys are filled with patrolling robots, targeting everyone on the planet. If any trouble is discovered, regardless of which faction the person belongs to, the governing army will be dispatched.

Such efficient and strict handling naturally deterred most of the troublemakers, allowing the transaction on Planet Tang to proceed smoothly.

Within moments of arriving on Planet Tang, Roland detected several energy sources exceeding 5000 combat power, with some even concealing energy reactions exceeding 10000 combat power. "As expected of one of the top trading planets in the western region, even Frieza Force would have to be cautious if they came here."

Roland strolled around the planet, marveling at the sights, before entering a large auction house where an auction was underway. The products being sold were certainly not the kind you'd find in ordinary trading places.

The first item is a planet, and judging from the virtual images released by the official team, it's a planet perfect for a vacation.

"Perhaps the planets Frieza conquered were sold off in this way." Roland watched the transaction quietly from a corner, and in the end, the beautiful planet was bought by a wealthy man.

The second item was a large iron cage containing a dozen or so strikingly beautiful, fair-skinned alien women. They appeared to have been abducted and sold by some aliens from who-knows-where.

Roland watched the transaction continue with a cold eye, showing no intention of interfering. Just then, he heard a familiar voice.

"Those people, I, Uncle Guweisha, want them all."