**Strong Arrival!**

(Another tragedy... I uploaded twice in a row, and neither passed. The first time, I think I forgot to add the Qidian book tag... and this time, it seems I left out the author's pen name. I'll just upload it here once and for all. At least let you all know what the protagonist looks like...)

Two years later...

Somewhere within the bounds of the North Galaxy, Betkas's spaceship was speeding toward its destination at full throttle.

"Beep!"

Suddenly, Betkas, who had been in a drowsy sleep, jolted awake. Even the lights inside the spaceship flickered on. At the same time, he numbly moved his arms and sighed. "I never thought it'd take over two years just to fly from the South Galaxy to the North Galaxy in a spaceship. Without Instant Transmission, this is really a hassle..."

"But... four years have passed, and two of them are already gone like this... Tch, what a waste of time. I wonder if my body's gotten rusty."

Betkas glanced at his own body, which seemed to have changed somewhat, and spoke up.

"Speaking of which, what region of the North Galaxy am I in now... How much farther is it to Frieza's old base planet?"

Suddenly remembering this, Betkas opened the spaceship's data logs and began searching carefully.

"Tch... still three months until arrival. I woke up way too early!"

When Betkas found out his current location, his face darkened. Three whole months—he'd be bored to death in this cramped spaceship. He didn't want to go back to sleep either, since his body hadn't fought in nearly seven years. If he didn't stir up his innate Saiyan bloodlust soon, he wasn't sure if it would hinder his ability to transform into a Super Saiyan.

"Maybe I should just pick a random planet to test my skills..."

Betkas squinted, tilting his head as he watched the planets whizzing past the window ahead, muttering to himself.

Just as Betkas was idly scanning the passing planets, his pupils suddenly contracted, and he burst into wild laughter.

"Hahaha!!! What luck! Damn, I was just looking for a planet to try out, and I run into something this good. Perfect timing too—time to meet up with those guys. I wonder how weak they are now!"

As Betkas laughed, his hands moved swiftly, temporarily redirecting the spaceship's course toward a planet he'd spotted earlier.

The spaceship accepted the command, arcing in a U-shape and flying toward the planet Betkas had chosen.

In just a few seconds, Betkas saw the planet again—the one that had flashed past his sight earlier.

"Earth!! Kakarot! I'm coming!"

Betkas grinned widely at the blue planet ahead, his mood soaring. At the same time, the spaceship plunged into the planet, breaking through the atmosphere and rapidly descending toward the surface.

...Meanwhile, on Earth...

Kami's Lookout...

"What is this overwhelmingly powerful and evil ki?!"

Old Kami stared in a certain direction, his face pale with cold sweat, his voice filled with shock.

"Kami!!"

Beside him, Mr. Popo trembled slightly, sensing an evil ki far surpassing anything he'd ever felt before—hundreds of times stronger than King Piccolo's. It was terrifying beyond words.

"Is Earth about to face disaster again?"

Old Kami's eyes grew dazed with uncertainty.

...West City...

Yamcha trembled all over, staring in a certain direction, his pupils shaking uncontrollably. Beside him, Tien Shinhan, who had happened to drop by, was in the same state. Master Roshi and Chiaotzu were both sweating cold sweat. Bulma, Puar, and Oolong looked on in confusion at the three.

"Who has this kind of immense ki?!"

Yamcha exclaimed in shock.

"Could it be Piccolo?!"

Tien Shinhan asked, his voice uncertain.

"No way!! That guy couldn't have gotten that strong. And that ki clearly came from beyond the sky!! It can't be Piccolo!"

Yamcha's emotions were in turmoil. The ki he felt now left him utterly powerless to resist. Nearby, Master Roshi was already resigned to death, because this evil ki far surpassed both Son Goku and Piccolo, the strongest on Earth. If it came to a fight, there was no hope of winning!

"Hey, what are you all talking about? Why did your faces suddenly change? This is supposed to be a rare gathering!"

Bulma looked at them blankly, confused. Oolong was puzzled too, but he noticed their expressions. Based on his years of experience, it meant some powerful enemy had appeared, and he started sweating like a pig.

"Who cares about a gathering now?! Earth might be destroyed!!"

Yamcha slumped onto the grass, speaking in a low, defeated tone.

"Earth destroyed?! You're joking... With Goku around, Piccolo can't win."

Bulma didn't believe it.

"It's not Piccolo! If this person is an enemy, his strength is hundreds of times greater than Goku and Piccolo combined! There's no way Goku or Piccolo could beat him!"

Master Roshi sighed.

"No!!"

...Some wilderness area...

"What immense ki!! Who is this?!"

Piccolo clenched his fists, staring ahead in shock, sweat dripping from his forehead. A strong sense of defeat welled up inside him.

"It's over!! This planet!"

Piccolo muttered unconsciously, but then his expression shifted. Gritting his teeth, he launched into the air and flew toward the source of that ki.

...Inside Mount Paozu...

"Goku... what's wrong?!"

Chi-Chi looked at Son Goku with a puzzled expression as he was just wolfing down his food. She suddenly noticed his movements had stopped completely. Then a serious look appeared on his face... the kind of expression he only wore when facing a powerful enemy in battle... Meanwhile, their two-year-old Son Gohan was happily eating away, completely oblivious...

"Chi-Chi... I'm stepping out for a bit. Take care of Gohan for me."

Son Goku stood up, tightened his belt, and spoke with a grave, earnest expression.

"Ah... Goku!!"

Chi-Chi was about to ask what was happening when she suddenly saw Goku take off into the sky... She began to pray silently in her heart...

...In a certain forest...

"As expected... Earth's air is really good... The primitive nature here is still very well preserved... If I were to sell this planet, I could at least tack on plenty of extra bonuses... Ah... scratch that... this planet can't be sold..."

Betkas floated in the air, gazing at the lush green forest and the rolling hills around him, his spirits high as he admired the view...

"Still, the fighting power of everyone on this planet is way too weak..."

Betkas suddenly looked into the distance, a faint, ambiguous smile curling on his lips as he murmured to himself...