The Reason

Betkas sat on the bed in his room, propping his chin on one hand and resting the other on his knee. He began to think: I remember Son Gohan explaining how to use ki in the original story. But I think he was talking about the Flight Technique. At the same time, he carefully recalled everything he knew about Dragon Ball.

Feeling a little restless, Betkas said impatiently, "I can't remember... I only vaguely recall a few bosses and parts of the plot. I didn't pay attention to these little details. Looks like I'll have to figure it out myself..." He sat cross-legged on the bed, placed his hands flat on his thighs, closed his eyes, and began to sense his ki.

"Control the amount of ki... suppress it... raise it..."

Betkas tried to manipulate the power inside him and conceal it.

Several hours later...

Betkas was at a loss. No matter what he tried, he still couldn't control the ki inside him. It wasn't because he was stupid; he simply didn't know how. It was like standing in front of a mountain of treasure, knowing how valuable everything inside was, but having no way in. Perhaps the entrance was hidden somewhere, but he just couldn't find the right clue. If someone who knew the secret had gone in ahead of him and he happened to see it, then everything would become clear...

Just like Betkas, who knew perfectly well that ki could be suppressed or raised, allowing someone to increase or decrease their power at will. It could also be used to sense how strong an opponent was. It was a very useful ability, but he didn't know how to use it. Trying to manipulate the ki inside his body had made no difference.

"Do I really have to go to Earth and see Son Goku and the others with my own eyes before I can figure out how?" Betkas muttered gloomily. He felt as if he really had no other option. Even Vegeta in the original story had been the same: after fighting Son Goku and the others, he quickly learned to control his ki. That showed it wasn't too difficult. But stumbling around blindly could take a long time... That was what frustrated Betkas.

Shaking his head, Betkas looked out the window. "I doubt Frieza would let me go anyway. This is a pain... Looks like I'll have to wait until I can witness it for myself. For now, I might as well focus on getting stronger. Even if I can't sense or conceal my power, it's not necessarily a bad thing..." Once he had made up his mind, Betkas jumped off the bed and began carefully recalling some of the anime techniques he had seen in his previous life.

He planned to borrow some ideas. After all, though the Dragon Ball world focused on martial arts, powerful techniques were essential. Take Krillin's Destructo Disc, for example. Even bosses like Frieza and Cell had learned it... Then there was Son Goku's Spirit Bomb, as well as the widely used Kamehameha... All of these powerful techniques had helped Son Goku and the others defeat formidable foes. The Spirit Bomb had done so more than any of them... There was no need to explain that further.

"It would be great if I could learn the Kaioken... Too bad I'm not that lucky. Hey, aren't transmigrators supposed to get a cheat or some kind of perk? Damn it, why didn't I get one?"

Betkas thought it over for a while, then grumbled and complained before sinking into thought again.

"Ugh, I still can't think of any good techniques to borrow. Naruto, One Piece, Bleach... none of those will work. Forget it. I'd better start planning my training. A Gravity Chamber is essential... and weighted clothes, too. Looks like I'll have to come up with an excuse to get Frieza to give me some time off..."

Betkas stared ahead, his eyes shifting as he thought. Then, a simple excuse came to mind, and the corner of his mouth curled into a smile.

Then he lay down and fell asleep...

"I've already thought of a reason. Frieza probably won't refuse, and Dodoria and Zarbon likely won't stop me either. It's been a while, so the timing should be right. Heh... But if I ask to go right away, it might arouse suspicion. I'd better wait a while before bringing it up. If Vegeta wants to come along, that'd be pretty good, too."

Betkas lay in bed, thinking idly... As for Nappa, Betkas had never taken him seriously. He was an Elite Warrior with no potential. Even with Betkas's arrival causing a butterfly effect, he probably wouldn't become much stronger. There was no point wasting time on something so futile. Nappa's strength was decent in the early stages, but he was still just a minor character. There was no need to...

The later stages of Dragon Ball weren't a place for someone like Nappa to get by... Betkas didn't want to be dragged down. He had already made up his mind: now that he had come to the Dragon Ball world, he would stay until the story ended. He didn't need to become the strongest, but at the very least, he wanted to be strong enough that no one could crush him... That was Betkas's goal in this life.

"So that's what happened... You conquered that planet in just three days? What interesting little brats."

Frieza sat in his personal chair, leisurely holding a glass of wine in his right hand as he gazed at the stars outside the window and listened to Zarbon's report. A smile curved his lips. Dodoria, standing nearby, looked a little uneasy as he said, "That's quite a result. For three Saiyan brats, isn't it a little..."

Frieza showed no reaction, still wearing that calm expression. Zarbon frowned and said, "There's no problem. According to our investigation, the three brats transformed into Great Apes, which is how they conquered the planet so quickly. With their original strength, they couldn't possibly have done it. The strongest person on that planet had a power level of 13,000—higher than King Vegeta's had been."

Dodoria immediately scowled. "Isn't that cheating?"

Zarbon replied smoothly, "If they won, it doesn't matter what methods they used..."

That left Dodoria speechless. Frieza spoke up. "Leave those three brats alone for now. That man just sent me a notice..." His voice was full of anger and displeasure. In an instant, he crushed the glass in his hand, and the wine scattered through the air. The temperature around them plummeted, leaving the air bitterly cold...

Bang!!

Dodoria and Zarbon trembled as they stared at Frieza, his teeth clenched in fury. Neither dared to make a sound...

Frieza quickly calmed down again, then said, "Enough. Get us underway at once. Our destination... my father's planet."

At that, Zarbon and Dodoria immediately withdrew. Once they were outside, they realized they were both drenched in cold sweat... They had truly felt Frieza's anger just then. That killing intent had been no joke...