Three days, for ordinary people, is just nine meals and three nights of sleep.
But for the fate of the entire planet, this is the last calm before the storm.
In the eastern region, there is a vast farmland.
A middle-aged man with a stout figure and glasses is sitting on a pile of haystacks.
There was a piece of foxtail grass pulled from nowhere in his mouth, and he was playing with a polished shotgun in his hand.
It doesn't matter what his name is. What's important is that in this land with a radius of dozens of miles, everyone calls him "the farmer with a shotgun."
"The wheat is growing well this year."
The uncle farmer squinted his eyes and looked at the golden waves of wheat, wondering if he could get a new pickup truck after the harvest was good.
Suddenly, there was an extremely harsh scream in the sky.
The sound was like a rusty giant saw cutting glass, which made people's teeth hurt.
The farmer uncle subconsciously covered his ears and looked up.
I saw a red fire tearing through the atmosphere 10,000 meters above the ground.
It dragged a long tail of black smoke and fell towards this area with a momentum that was about to smash through the earth.
"Meteor... Meteorite?!"
The uncle was so frightened that he dropped his cigarette and ran towards his dilapidated pickup truck.
Boom...!!!
There was a loud noise and the ground shook violently.
The intense Energy Blast, mixed with heat waves and dust, swept across the Western Zhou Dynasty instantly.
The pickup truck that the farmer uncle had just started was overturned by the air waves like a toy and rolled on the ground several times before stopping.
"Cough cough cough... my waist..."
The uncle climbed out of the car window with difficulty, holding on to his waist, and looked ahead in horror.
In the center of the originally flat wheat field, there was now a huge crater with a diameter of several tens of meters.
The bottom of the pit was scorched black, and white smoke was still rising. And in the center of the pit, lay a white, spherical metal object.
That thing looked like some kind of high-tech aircraft, with a smooth surface and only a red glass window on the front.
"What is this? An alien flying saucer?"
Although the uncle farmer was afraid, the pursuit of death was engraved in human bones... No, curiosity still drove him to raise the shotgun in his hand and walked over tremblingly.
"Zi..."
The moment he approached, the door of the spherical aircraft suddenly popped open, letting out a burst of pressure-relieving airflow.
A foot wearing a brown combat boot stepped out.
Immediately afterwards, a man wearing strange black-brown armor, with ridiculously long black hair, and a furry tail wrapped around his waist slowly walked out of the smoke.
Raditz.
One of the surviving Saiyan, the brother of Goku.
He stood on the edge of the crater, folding his arms and looking at the scenery of the Western Zhou Dynasty through the green single piece Scouter worn in his left eye.
"Is this Earth?"
Raditz's voice was cold and arrogant, with a cruel smile hanging on the corner of his mouth.
"The air quality is pretty good, but the gravity is pitifully light."
"Kakarot, did that waste grow up in such a comfortable environment? No wonder the cleaning task has not been completed yet."
"Hey! You... who are you?!"
The farmer uncle raised his shotgun and pointed the muzzle at Raditz, his voice shaking like chaff.
"This... this is private property! Don't move!"
Raditz turned his head slightly, and the numbers on Scouter began to beat.
"Didi didi..."
[Target: Earth's indigenous people. Battle Power:5.]
"Hmph, Battle Power is only 5 scum."
Raditz let out a disdainful snort, not even bothering to look at the farmer.
"There are still so many life reactions on this kind of garbage planet. It seems that Kakarot has completely forgotten the mission of Saiyan."
"Don't... don't come here! I have a gun!"
Extreme fear made the farmer uncle pull the trigger.
Bang!
The bullets spurted out with tongues of fire, first hitting Raditz's eyebrows.
However, Raditz just raised two fingers casually, and the movement was so fast that the naked eye could not catch it.
Ding.
There was a crisp metallic collision sound.
The bullet, which is enough to penetrate the skull of a wild boar, is currently held firmly between the index finger and middle finger by Raditz, and is still steaming.
"What?!"
The farmer's eyes almost popped out and his jaw was dislocated.
Catching bullets with bare hands?
Is this still a human being?
"Give this toy back to you."
Raditz flicked his finger lightly.
Whoosh!
The bullet reflected back faster than when it came out of the barrel, and accurately penetrated the fuel tank of the pickup truck next to the farmer, triggering a small explosion.
The farmer uncle screamed and was knocked unconscious by the air wave.
"Boring as hell."
Raditz pressed the button on the side of Scouter.
"Let me see where Kakarot is... huh? There are two Battle Power with higher response, in that direction."
At the same time, West City, Capsule Corporation.
Krillin, who was playing with building blocks with Trunks in the living room, suddenly stopped for a moment.
Just now, there was a wave full of evil and violence, although it was not strong on a cosmic scale.
But the qi, which was particularly dazzling on earth, appeared within his range of perception.