Escape from Planet Vegeta

In the vast expanse of the universe, a spacecraft cut through the galaxy.

A Saiyan infant curled up inside, fast asleep.

Suddenly, a faint blue glow shone upon his face, causing his eyelashes to flutter.

A moment later, he stretched, opened his eyes, and a beautiful blue planet came into view.

"Is this... Earth?"

The Saiyan infant's face immediately lit up with excitement and joy.

"Great, I made it!"

His name was Sun Mo, originally a human from Earth and a die-hard fan of Dragon Ball.

In his past life, Sun Mo had wanted to become stronger, so he mimicked the weighted training of Son Goku and Krillin.

The results were remarkable.

He had remained undefeated among his peers at school.

Had the opponent not called upon an older sister from a higher grade... he never would have tasted the bitterness of defeat.

It was from that moment that Sun Mo learned that not all women were delicate flowers.

Later, in an effort to break his limits and transcend himself, he had gone head-to-head with trucks thirty times, winning twenty-nine and losing once.

There was a reason for that single failure.

Sun Mo hadn't expected that the truck, which had been parked for half a year, actually had someone inside who started it without seeing him.

When he woke up, he discovered he had been reincarnated as a Saiyan infant, lying naked in a nutrient pod.

Sun Mo didn't grieve over losing to a truck in his past life; instead, he rejoiced at being reborn as a Saiyan.

However, his joy was short-lived, as he soon heard the news that Frieza was recalling all Saiyans.

Anyone familiar with the plot knew that Frieza's recall was a prelude to wiping out the entire Saiyan race.

At this moment, Sun Mo was merely a newborn infant, underdeveloped and completely incapable of movement.

Moreover, submerged in nutrient fluid, he couldn't even speak.

How was he to escape?

Right, Sun Mo thought of asking his parents for help!

But after observing for a while, he realized he seemed to have no parents.

No matter how much he struggled, the staff paid him no mind.

One staff member, seeing Sun Mo thrashing about, ignored him but muttered a few things about his situation, from which Sun Mo gleaned a wealth of information.

Not long ago, Sun Mo's parents had been killed while conquering a planet and never returned, leaving him an orphan.

Such war orphans were either sent off to reclaim wasteland if they were deemed worthless.

Sun Mo, however, had been born with some combat power and the potential to be trained as a warrior, so he wasn't sent away.

But since he was being cared for by hired help, the level of care was far from what parents would provide, not even matching that of a nanny.

This resulted in Sun Mo receiving far less attention than other infants; he hadn't even been given a name.

But in Sun Mo's eyes, none of that mattered; the priority was to escape this place immediately!

Having finally been reborn as the Saiyan he had always dreamed of—capable of training, growing stronger, and firing a Kamehameha—

he had no intention of reincarnating again so soon after his rebirth.

Although he possessed a combat power of over a dozen points at birth, that was merely the value the scouter assigned to his physical strength.

Currently, his mobility was severely lacking; he couldn't even break free from this nutrient pod.

What was he to do?

He was anxious, but anxiety was useless.

Fortunately, it would take some time for all the Saiyans out on campaigns to return, giving him a window of opportunity.

Furthermore, Sun Mo discovered that as he absorbed the nutrient fluid, his body was constantly developing and strengthening, and his power was steadily increasing...

Though his growth was slow, as a Saiyan, he possessed an heaven-defying constitution and the appetite of a glutton.

Sun Mo estimated that in just a few days, he would have enough mobility.

He looked at the glass cover in front of him, and an idea sprouted in his mind.

He had experience from his past life's training; when practicing the Iron Head Technique, he used to smash bottles against his head.

The bottles would shatter, while he would only faint—a clear victory for him.

In this life, he was a Saiyan, and though he had only just been born, he was confident that his head was definitely much harder than glass.

Additionally, he noticed that warriors frequently came to check on the children kept in the nutrient pods.

He guessed there must be a landing pad for spacecraft nearby.

The only thing he could do was absorb the nutrient fluid vigorously to strengthen himself, while simultaneously stretching his limbs as much as possible to exercise his body.

A few days later, a group of Saiyan warriors returned.

They were one step closer to extinction, and time was becoming even more urgent.

Fortunately, thanks to his proactive absorption and the simple stretching exercises he performed inside the incubation pod, Sun Mo's body had absorbed more nutrients than the other infants, making him sturdier and capable of crawling.

Finally, in the dead of night, he smashed through the incubation pod with his head.

He felt pain for a moment, but quickly recovered.

Soon, he found the area where the spaceships were docked and crawled into a single-person spacecraft with a full energy supply.

Although he didn't know how to pilot a spacecraft, he had been a human on Earth in his past life; he was a whiz with smartphones and had plenty of experience with electronic devices.

After only an hour of fumbling, he understood how to operate it and even managed to launch into the sky.

Along the way, although he took a few wrong turns and detours, through constant trial and error, he was finally about to reach Earth today.

Watching Earth gradually come into focus, he hurriedly began searching for Mount Paozu as his landing site.

Even though he was a Saiyan, he still had certain requirements for his living conditions.

He hoped that upon landing, his needs for shelter, clothing, and food would be met, and that he would be able to train.

The best choice, naturally, was Kame House.

However, Earth was covered mostly by vast blue oceans, with only a small amount of land.

Kame House was on an invisible little island, making it truly hard to find.

He shifted his line of thinking.

Since he couldn't find Kame House, he would look for Son Goku's grandfather, Son Gohan, first.

It wouldn't be too late to find Master Roshi for training once he grew up a bit.

Although Son Gohan's home lacked in terms of food, clothing, and housing, at least it was a place where he could train.

However, looking down from above, he could only see the outlines of major terrain; the tiny Mount Paozu was not easy to spot.

Sun Mo pondered, I remember Wukong never saw snow when he was a child. Based on my deduction, Mount Paozu should be in the southern mountain range. I hope I can make it there...

Soon, he selected a mountain area with a relatively pleasant climate.

Even if it wasn't Mount Paozu, it should be close enough.

"I'll just land here..."

Sun Mo pressed the landing button.

"BOOM!"

As if there were no cushioning at all, the spacecraft plummeted at high speed, crashing into Mount Paozu within a few short breaths.

It blasted open a massive crater, causing the entire mountain to tremble.

Son Gohan, who lived at the summit, was startled.

"What exploded?"

Just as Son Gohan was about to look outside, little Wukong, lying on the bed, burst into tears.

"Waaaaah..."

Son Gohan hurriedly picked up Son Goku.

"There, there, Wukong, don't cry, don't cry..."

After soothing Wukong, Son Gohan carried him out of the house.

They lived on the mountaintop with a good view, and as soon as he stepped out, he saw the smoke and dust not far away.

"Something really did fall down, in that direction!"

Son Gohan held Wukong tight and leaped a few times to reach the crash site.

When he saw a large circular crater and a spacecraft identical to the one Wukong had arrived in, his pupils constricted sharply.

He glanced at the Wukong in his arms, then back at the ship, and muttered, "What is going on? Has another child arrived?"

He opened the spacecraft to find a child inside with a furry tail and a unique hairstyle, just like Wukong.

The features were very similar, only this child was blinking his large eyes without crying.

Son Gohan blinked in surprise: "What on earth is happening?

Such a fair and delicate child—how could anyone just throw him away like this?"

Those pitch-black eyes stirred a deep sense of affection within his heart.

Son Gohan leaned down and scooped up Sun Mo.

"Raising one child is the same as raising two."

"Oof, you're quite heavy..."

"Looks like you're a bit older and heavier than Goku... well then, from now on, you'll be the big brother."