Target Earth! The Soldier Sorbet

"Dodoria, how much longer until we return to our base at the edge of the North Galaxy?"

Frieza drank the blood-red wine from his glass and tossed it aside to the lackey soldier responsible for his daily needs.

That casual turn was enough to break the navigation crew into a cold sweat; they didn't dare make a sound.

Frieza was notoriously temperamental. If someone gave an answer that displeased him, they would be inviting their own death.

Therefore, such tasks were usually left to his right-hand men, Dodoria and Zarbon.

The Emperor of the Universe was just that tyrannical and cruel.

"Reporting to Lord Frieza! According to the original schedule, we were supposed to need over ten days to leave the South Galaxy and enter the North Galaxy."

"However, the crew piloting this warship consists of highly trained elites, so we are ten days ahead of schedule."

"I believe we will arrive at Planet B117 in less than three days."

Under Dodoria's explanation, Frieza smiled with satisfaction and nodded.

Space travel was the most boring thing imaginable. Even for Frieza, the Emperor of the Universe with his long and eternal life, it was something he loathed.

An average person's response would often touch Frieza's reverse scale because they wouldn't know how to speak or get to the point.

But someone like Dodoria would not.

Having followed Frieza for who knows how many years, how could he not know how to report on their itinerary?

Just as Frieza was preparing to find a topic to discuss, the door to the communications room on the other side suddenly opened.

A short, stout soldier wearing a research and intelligence uniform walked in and approached Zarbon, whispering a few words into his ear.

As the information reached him, Zarbon, who had been standing quietly to the side, couldn't help but exclaim in shock.

"What?! Are you certain your interception is correct?" Zarbon demanded with a grave expression.

The sound made the reporting soldier turn pale with fright.

Frieza's attention was drawn, and he asked curiously, "What is it, Zarbon? You're acting all jumpy; this doesn't seem like you."

"Reporting to Lord Frieza, we just intercepted a message from Vegeta's side via the scanners..."

"Forget it, you explain it yourself!" Zarbon's eyes narrowed, knowing he couldn't explain it clearly in a moment, so he ordered the soldier.

Hearing the command, the soldier took a deep breath and immediately spoke: "Greetings, Lord Frieza! The general situation is this: I have been responsible for monitoring the Saiyan squad's intelligence, and just moments ago, we intercepted news that Vegeta seems to have discovered something extraordinary."

"On a planet called Earth, there exists something known as Dragon Balls that can grant any wish."

"Right now, Vegeta and Nappa are already on their way to Earth. Based on the distance, they should arrive in about a year."

"Oh, and there's more. Two new Saiyans have appeared on Earth. One is the younger brother of that Raditz, whose power level was 1,500. The other, according to the intercepted report, is not only wearing our army's battle armor but also possesses a power level as high as 5,000! His name is Lin Chuan, and his Saiyan name is Talos."

As the soldier finished his report in one breath, no one in the central command area dared to speak.

After all, if the master hadn't said anything, what right did his subordinates have to voice their opinions first?

"Oh my, oh my! How interesting. I've been away for less than a year, and our little Vegeta has brought me yet another intriguing piece of news."

"Two new Saiyans, one of whom has been hiding within our army, with a power level of 5,000."

A sharp glint flashed in Frieza's eyes.

The next second, he focused his attention on the Dragon Balls, which were said to be able to grant wishes: "Are you certain you heard correctly? This so-called Dragon Ball on Earth can grant wishes?"

"Yes, Lord Frieza! That is what Vegeta said. He claimed he was going to Earth to obtain the Dragon Balls, gain eternal life, and then enjoy the pleasures of battle forever." The soldier dared not delay and answered truthfully.

These words made Frieza burst into laughter.

Off to the side, Dodoria finally couldn't help but voice his skepticism: "Is it for real? Does something that can actually grant wishes really exist in the universe? And eternal life, at that? Regardless of whether it's true or false, that brat Vegeta knew about this and didn't report it—is he planning to keep it for himself?"

"Probably..." Zarbon added, intentionally or otherwise.

They had never liked Vegeta.

He was weaker than them, yet he was always so full of himself.

If it weren't for the fact that Lord Frieza kept Vegeta around, they would have suppressed him long ago.

"Ho ho ho ho!! No matter, no matter. Perhaps little Vegeta is just trying to test the truth of it for me."

"Besides, didn't the information get passed on to us anyway?"

"Dragon Balls that can grant wishes... I have just finished the first phase of my conquest of the South Galaxy, so I have plenty of time. I, too, have a wish I want to see fulfilled. I wonder if that thing can help me achieve it?"

As Frieza's words fell, everyone took a deep breath.

Dodoria, in particular, sucked in a sharp breath, forcing himself to calm down as quickly as possible.

He had almost spoken without thinking, which could have cost him his life.

"Where is this planet called Earth?" Frieza asked, turning toward Zarbon.

Once these words were spoken, no one could just stand there idly.

The short, stout soldier, seemingly looking to claim credit, spoke up immediately: "Lord Frieza, I have already investigated the intelligence regarding Earth. That planet, called Earth, is located at the edge of the North Galaxy, with coordinates in the Laniakea Supercluster... in a small star system called the Solar System. If we travel there directly at the speed of our flagship, it will also take about a year to arrive. We won't be much later than Vegeta; we might even catch up to them."

As his voice faded, the scene became even quieter.

However, just when everyone thought this soldier was doomed, Frieza stared at him with interest. "You did well. What is your name, soldier?"

"My name is Sorbet, sir!" Sorbet replied respectfully.

If Lin Chuan were present, he would certainly recognize this guy.

Because he was the leader of the Frieza Force remnants who only appeared in the Dragon Ball Super era.

He was also the one who used the Dragon Balls to resurrect Frieza, which led to the subsequent plot developments.

Of course, at this very moment, Sorbet was still just a low-level soldier in the Frieza Force tasked with gathering information.

"Zarbon, if there is an opportunity in the future, give Sorbet more chances." After nodding and leaving that remark, Frieza said nothing more.

He used his mind to control his hoverchair, sliding it toward the central console.

At this moment, the staff had already pulled up the star map so that Frieza could see it clearly.

"One year, is it? That is not too long. Since little Vegeta has already begun his operation, let's change our destination. We shall head directly to Earth to see what is going on."

"I hope my little Vegeta will not disappoint me. Oh ho ho ho ho!"

Frieza narrowed his eyes, his killing intent surging.