Raditz's Choice

"Bardock?"

Hearing Raditz's words, Vegeta and Nappa recalled the name as well. After all, Raditz's father, Bardock, was quite famous among the Saiyans. Although he was born a low-class warrior, his combat power of over 10,000 still earned him the admiration of many Saiyans.

Even the current Vegeta was not qualified to look down on Bardock for his low-class origins, because he did not yet possess strength that far surpassed Bardock's!

"Uh, as much as I'd like to claim you as my son, I am definitely not your father!"

Turles felt a bit speechless. What kind of look was that on Raditz's face? Although Bardock, Son Goku, and Turles all shared the same face, the differences were still quite significant. At the very least, he didn't have a scar on his face like the others.

Upon hearing Turles's words, the three of them scrutinized him carefully and realized he indeed wasn't Bardock. The age didn't match; the person before them was far too young. Having realized this, Vegeta and Nappa turned to glare at the "blind" Raditz. Nappa even cracked his knuckles, a sinister grin spreading across his face.

Seeing Nappa's malicious smile, Raditz felt terrified. In this team, Raditz held the lowest status. Although he had once been called a high-class warrior, his strength had not grown as much as Vegeta's over the years, so he was frequently bullied by Nappa.

"Enough, Nappa. Whatever you have to say, save it for later. Let's see what this 'Bardock' is here for first!" Vegeta interrupted Nappa's movements. His voice was heavy when he mentioned Bardock, clearly showing his own dissatisfaction.

"Heh!"

Turles didn't comment on the dissatisfaction in Vegeta's tone. Instead, he looked at the terrified Raditz and said with a smile, "Raditz, for the sake of you calling me father, I'll give you a choice. How about you come work for me?"

"You're courting death!"

Seeing that Turles not only ignored him but was also poaching his subordinate right in front of his face, Vegeta was instantly enraged. After cursing, he launched an attack directly at Turles!

Human nature is just like that; you might not care about your own possessions, or even find them annoying, but the moment someone else tries to take them, you immediately find it unacceptable.

Turles stood where he was, as if he hadn't reacted in time, still smiling as he looked at Raditz, watching the shock on Raditz's face and the schadenfreude on Nappa's.

It wasn't until Vegeta's fist was inches from his handsome face that Turles lightning-fast raised his right hand, moving after but arriving first, catching Vegeta's attack head-on.

The wind from the punch blew across Turles's cheeks, pushing his hair back. Looking at the fist that was right in front of him but unable to advance even a millimeter, the upward curve of Turles's mouth became even more pronounced.

Vegeta was shocked. As a prince of the Saiyan race, he had a combat power of 1,250 at birth—stronger than many low-class warriors—and was known as a super genius of the Saiyan race. Now 24 years old, he lived up to his title as a genius with a combat power of 13,000. Yet, his attack had been easily caught by a fellow young Saiyan, and he couldn't even break free. This meant the clansman before him possessed strength greater than his own, which Vegeta found impossible to accept!

"How about it? Working for me shouldn't be any worse than following this prince, right?" Turles still paid no attention to Vegeta, his right hand tightly gripping Vegeta's fist as he smiled and spoke to Raditz again.

Raditz was scared. Although he wasn't sure why this person wanted him to join him, looking at that face identical to his father's and seeing a display of power even greater than Vegeta's, Raditz hesitated.

Nappa noticed Raditz's reaction and was instantly furious. He was about to step in and teach this turncoat a lesson, but then he remembered that even Vegeta couldn't beat this guy, so he would stand even less of a chance. He immediately wiped the anger from his face and stood to the side like a ghost.

Noticing the behavior of the two, Vegeta grew even more enraged. Combined with being repeatedly ignored, he finally lost his temper. With a roar, his aura surged, and he finally managed to break free from Turles's grip!

Hovering in the air, Vegeta unleashed his Prince Tactics, firing countless energy blasts at Turles, quickly engulfing his figure in a cloud of smoke!

After stopping his attack, Vegeta began to pant heavily, his eyes locked firmly on the thick smoke on the ground.

"What are you looking at? Are you looking for me?"

Suddenly, a voice rang out behind Vegeta. His pupils instantly constricted. Before he could even react, a heavy blow landed on his neck. His eyes rolled back, and he fell into a dead faint.

Turles looked down at the unconscious Vegeta on the ground, feeling a sudden sense of disappointment. At this moment, Vegeta was still too weak; he didn't even possess the strength to make him take things seriously.

Landing in front of Raditz, Turles glanced at Nappa, who was still playing dead. The smile had vanished from Turles's face, replaced by a cold, indifferent expression as he spoke: "I won't say it a third time, Raditz. What is your choice?"

Raditz looked at Turles's cold face, then glanced back at the unconscious Vegeta and Nappa standing to the side. Gritting his teeth, he finally stepped behind Turles.

Since Raditz had made his choice, Turles didn't say anything more. This had been a spur-of-the-moment decision anyway, and he didn't really care about Raditz's choice.

"Nappa!" Turles called out to him.

"My lord, what are your orders!" Hearing Turles's call, Nappa didn't dare delay. He immediately trotted over to Turles, his broad upper body hunched over as much as possible, a fawning smile plastered on his face.

Watching this burly, thick-necked brute make such an expression, the corner of Turles's mouth twitched. Still, he commanded, "Look after Vegeta. When he wakes up, tell him I will be staying on this planet for two days. During these two days, he is welcome to come and challenge me!"

With that, Turles took to the sky and flew off in the direction he had come from.

Seeing Turles fly away, Raditz took one last look at Nappa and immediately followed him.

Watching the two of them fly off, a flash of envy crossed Nappa's face. That's right, Nappa was a bit envious of Raditz's good fortune. If it were possible, he would also like to follow this fellow clansman.

Saiyans are a race that admires strength. As long as you can force them to submit through sheer power, they don't mind becoming your followers. Of course, if you lose your value, you have to watch out for their backlash. And clearly, Turles had already broken this fierce, burly man's spirit.

The Saiyan physique is quite remarkable; before long, Vegeta stirred from his unconscious state.

Upon waking, Vegeta didn't notice Raditz's departure. Like a provoked lion, he scanned his surroundings with bloodshot eyes, searching for the clansman who had brought him such humiliation.

Watching the enraged Vegeta, Nappa felt that he probably didn't need to say those words—Vegeta would likely have gone after Turles regardless. However, for reasons unknown, Nappa still relayed Turles's message to Vegeta. This only made him angrier, and his expression turned incredibly ugly.

At this moment, Vegeta suddenly noticed that Raditz was missing and immediately asked Nappa about it. Nappa, naturally, embellished the story, specifically pointing out that Raditz had betrayed them.

After hearing Nappa out, Vegeta didn't immediately go after Turles as he had expected. Instead, he fell into a contemplative, brooding silence, which made Nappa feel a bit uneasy.

"Nappa, I recall that Raditz once had a younger brother who was sent to a remote planet by his father, right?" Suddenly, Vegeta asked Nappa about something else.

"I think so?" Nappa didn't react immediately, but seeing Vegeta's dark gaze, he shivered and confirmed, "Yes, that guy Raditz mentioned it. I think his name was Kakarot. I heard Raditz say his brother looked exactly like Bardock did when he was young, just..." Nappa suddenly realized something and said uncertainly, "Vegeta, are you saying that person is Kakarot?"

"That's right!" Vegeta nodded, his expression darkening further.

"But didn't that guy Raditz say Kakarot only had a power level of 2 when he was born? Could that lowest of low-class warriors be this strong?" Nappa was skeptical.

Although Vegeta was displeased that Nappa called Kakarot strong, he countered, "Bardock was also a low-class warrior, but was Bardock weak?"

"That's true!" Nappa was convinced by Vegeta. He then carefully glanced at Vegeta and asked, "Vegeta, then... are you still going to go after that Kakarot?"

Hearing Nappa bring the topic back around, Vegeta's recovering mood shattered instantly. He glared at Nappa for bringing up a sore subject and said begrudgingly, "Wait a moment. We need to check his background. Most importantly, we need to know his exact power level!"

With that, he activated his Scouter and began scanning in the direction where the person Nappa called Kakarot had departed.

"Beep! Beep! Beep!"

A string of data flickered, and a number that shocked the two of them finally appeared on the screen.

"22,590!" Nappa couldn't help but shout!

Even Vegeta fell into silence.

At this moment, Turles had no idea that Vegeta had mistaken him for Raditz's younger brother, Kakarot. He stared with dark lines on his forehead at Raditz, who had gone from being his "son" to his "older brother."

"Just how do your eyes work? Huh?" Having held it in for as long as he could, Turles finally questioned Raditz.

"But, you look so much like Dad, and your age matches up too! Even though you're stronger than me now, I'm still your older brother. When Mom and Dad sent you away, they even asked me to take care of you!"

Although a bit intimidated by Turles, Raditz still weakly insisted on his point of view.

"Who's whose dad! Kakarot is still perfectly fine on Earth; I am Turles!"

Turles looked at the disbelieving Raditz and Paragus, who was laughing non-stop on the side, feeling rather depressed. If he had known, he wouldn't have brought this clown back.

"What a disaster!" Turles sighed up at the sky!

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