Saiyan Modification Plan

Turles had already formulated a plan to reform the Saiyans, but he had never had the opportunity to bring it up. Now that they had a new planet, the next step was to search the universe for those exiled Saiyans. Furthermore, their current strength was more than enough to easily suppress those Saiyans.

"Turles, if you have any other ideas, just say them all at once!" Paragus seemed to have picked up on something in Turles's tone and asked him directly.

"Uh! My ideas? Is it that obvious?"

Having his intentions called out by Paragus, Turles felt a bit awkward and scratched his head unnaturally.

Paragus rolled his eyes at him, looking completely unimpressed.

Turles didn't mind Paragus's attitude and proceeded to lay out his plan for the Saiyan reformation.

"First, our next move is to establish ties with major galactic powers like the Cosmic Mercenary Alliance and the Galactic Patrol. Only by leveraging the networks of these large organizations can we quickly locate the surviving Saiyans scattered across the universe."

After speaking, Turles looked at Paragus.

Paragus nodded upon hearing this, agreeing with Turles's assessment.

There were only four of them now, and even including Karl and the others, if they wanted to find the surviving Saiyans, they had to seek outside help. The Cosmic Mercenary Alliance and the Galactic Patrol were excellent candidates for cooperation.

"But why would the Cosmic Mercenary Alliance and the Galactic Patrol be kind enough to help us?" Raditz asked, hitting on the crux of the issue.

Turles clapped his hands together and continued, "Exactly! The Cosmic Mercenary Alliance and the Galactic Patrol won't be kind enough to help us Saiyans unconditionally, especially since Saiyans have always had a bad reputation. That is why we need to demonstrate our value."

"Value? What kind of value?"

Raditz still couldn't quite grasp it. Paragus, however, already had some ideas after hearing Turles speak. Seeing that Raditz was still confused, he said irritably:

"What other value could we have? The value of being hired muscle!"

"Uh? Hired muscle?" Raditz was even more confused.

Not just Turles, but even Paragus was left speechless by Raditz. Eventually, he explained:

"We Saiyans don't possess the advanced technology of those technological races; all we have is a decent level of combat power. Plus, Turles has developed the Gravity Chamber to boost our training, and there's the transformation we achieved earlier—all of these have significantly increased our strength."

"Even within the headquarters of the Cosmic Mercenary Alliance and the Galactic Patrol, I believe they don't have many experts with combat power exceeding 100,000. Therefore, our existence is our greatest value!"

Hearing this, Raditz finally had a sudden realization.

"That's right, Paragus is correct. This is also the reason I agreed to Bels. Moreover, I have the right to choose our missions, so we can decline certain assignments. We will only accept missions like protection details, and we will reject any missions involving planet invasions."

"But if we don't accept those missions, given the combative nature of the Saiyans, I'm afraid they won't agree to it."

Paragus pointed out the key issue.

Turles nodded, acknowledging Paragus's point, and continued, "That's why we need to cooperate with the Galactic Patrol as well. As far as I know, the Galactic Patrol used to manage galactic security on behalf of the Supreme Kai. Their main goal is to combat crime and maintain peace in the galaxy. We can become peripheral members of the Galactic Patrol and help them deal with enemies they cannot handle themselves."

"Like that Jaco?"

"Uh, exactly! With these missions, we can not only satisfy the Saiyans' need for battle but also wash away the sins of our race and turn around our reputation. It's killing two birds with one stone!"

"We might even be able to build connections with the King Kai or the Supreme Kai. Seeking guidance from such figures when the time comes would be a great opportunity!"

"Therefore, I call this the Saiyan Reformation Project!"

"What do you think, Paragus?"

After laying out his plan, Turles looked at Paragus, seeking his opinion.

After all, this was Turles's own idea, and he wasn't sure if there were any flaws in it. It was better to let Paragus offer some input. Besides, involving Paragus would prevent him from harboring any bad ideas; Turles didn't have the energy to waste time bickering with him.

Paragus didn't answer immediately after hearing the plan; instead, he fell into deep thought.

Paragus knew that Turles had great ambition, but he hadn't expected it to reach this level. He didn't even hold the Galactic Emperor Frieza in his eyes and actually wanted to become a god. Looking at him, it seemed he already had a rough plan for achieving godhood, which made Paragus feel both envious and impressed.

However, if Turles truly aimed for godhood, then his stance on being the King of the Saiyans might be exactly as he claimed. And if Turles really reached the level of a God of Destruction or a Supreme Kai as he described, it would be of great benefit to him as well.

Having figured this out, Paragus suddenly felt there was no need to oppose him. On the contrary, he should strongly support Turles. Perhaps in the future, Broly could also become a god—after all, Broly's talent was far superior to Turles's.

Turles watched Paragus, who hadn't spoken for a long time, and initially thought his plan wouldn't work in Universe 7. But he had formulated it based on the model of the Universe 6 Saiyans, so there shouldn't be any issues. However, seeing the somewhat lecherous smile on Paragus's face, Turles understood.

Ignoring Paragus, who had already fallen into a daydream, Turles turned his gaze toward Broly and Raditz. But judging by their expressions, he knew he wouldn't get any useful suggestions from them, so he gave up.

"Raditz, your current battle power is 5,500. If you transform, it will reach 55,000. Although you can't maintain it for long, it's far from enough. So, in the coming time, I will supervise your training until your base battle power reaches over 10,000. Do you understand?"

"Turles, I think I'm already doing quite well. Like you said, I have 55,000 battle power after transforming. I... I can be considered an expert now. Do I still need to train?"

Upon hearing that Turles wanted to train him, Raditz felt a shiver run through his body and immediately begged Turles to let him off.

"..." Turles couldn't believe Raditz was such a hopeless case. He felt a surge of anger and said viciously, "Impossible! From now on, you must accept my guidance in the Gravity Chamber every day."

Seeing that Raditz was still reluctant, Turles played his trump card.

"I might be heading to Earth soon to find Kakarot. If all goes well, I will train him. I don't think you want to end up unable to beat your younger brother who is several years your junior, right?"

"Uh?"

Raditz never imagined that Turles would be so ruthless. In the end, he nodded helplessly and agreed to Turles's demands.

Seeing Raditz agree, Turles smiled with satisfaction, thinking to himself, I still want to see you transform into a Super Saiyan. There's no way I'm letting you slack off!

As for Broly, Turles couldn't think of how to arrange his training for the moment, so he could only let him continue practicing his ki control, hoping it would be of some help to his mental state.

In the following time, while training himself, Turles also constantly drilled Raditz, while Paragus began to devote himself to the detailed planning of receiving the surviving Saiyans.

Just like that, a month passed, and the Mercenary Alliance's hyperspace spaceship arrived at the Red Stone Planet right on schedule. It was time for Turles to set off for the North Galaxy!