After all, the Earth was constantly revolving around the sun while rotating from west to east on its axis, which meant that the time was different in every place on Earth. Wasn't that why the planet needed to be divided into time zones?
So, while it was still too early for dawn to break on Master Roshi's island, in the area where the galactic emperor Frieza and his spaceship had landed, it was the hottest part of the day: afternoon!
Beep! Beep!
"..."
"Lord Frieza!"
"It seems the Earthlings aren't very strong. The strongest among those flying this way only has a power level of around three thousand. I don't understand how the Ginyu Force and those fools like Vegeta could have died at the hands of such a lowly race."
Dodoria had a power level of 22,000. The short, fat, ugly, and cruel member of Frieza's entourage pressed a button on the new scouter attached to his left ear. After discovering that only five people who were barely worth noticing were flying their way, he couldn't help voicing his confusion to Lord Frieza in a sycophantic tone. Frieza hadn't even ordered all his men to spread out and kill every human on the planet.
None of the Ginyu Force had ever thought much of him. They'd even looked down their noses at him whenever they saw him. But now, he could finally call them a bunch of fools to Lord Frieza's face without worrying about being punished for it later.
"..."
Frieza, seated in a floating, spherical chair, didn't say a word. He simply leaned to one side, letting his pink-and-purple tail hang naturally beside him. Resting his cheek and chin on one arm, he wore a faint, sinister smile. No one could tell what he was thinking.
"Heh..."