As Far as I Know, His Combat Power Is 530,000

Lin Chuan and Raditz's veiled exchange had gone over Son Goku and Piccolo's heads.

But Piccolo and Son Goku weren't stupid. They immediately realized that besides Vegeta, something—or someone—else might also have its eyes on Earth.

And that presence was probably Frieza, a name they'd heard several times.

It was a strange, almost unimaginable name.

From what they'd heard, they could piece together one definite fact: Raditz and the others all belonged to the so-called Frieza Force. Frieza was probably its leader.

"Elder Brother, and Taro... Taro... Never mind, I'll just call you Lin Chuan. It's easier."

"Who's this Frieza you were talking about? You both look so serious. Is that guy's Combat Power even higher than 18,000?"

Son Goku couldn't help asking.

Only someone as straightforward as him would be so eager to learn the truth.

Someone else wouldn't ask so bluntly. They'd wait for Lin Chuan and Raditz to explain on their own, like Piccolo.

Piccolo was more level-headed than Son Goku. He knew that, given their current situation, they were already struggling to process everything. Delving into an even wider world now could easily leave them overwhelmed.

But Son Goku had asked, and Piccolo couldn't pretend he hadn't heard or that he didn't care.

"18,000? Heh! Kakarot, you need to understand that we Saiyans call ourselves a warrior race in the universe, and we've always considered ourselves a superior species! But in front of the truly terrifying Universe Emperor, we aren't even ants."

"The universe is vast! Forget people like us—even our Prince Vegeta, hailed as the most talented warrior in Saiyan history, has a Combat Power of 18,000. Before King Frieza, he doesn't even qualify as an elite. He's just a dispensable underling."

"You people on Earth are like frogs at the bottom of a well. You can't understand."

Raditz's answer stunned Son Goku and Piccolo all over again.

"U-Universe Emperor?!"

"18,000 Combat Power is just a lackey?!"

Son Goku and Piccolo couldn't even imagine it.

It completely overturned the worldview they had only just begun to build.

They had thought Vegeta, with his 18,000 Combat Power, was already an unrivaled powerhouse.

Now this supposed unrivaled powerhouse didn't even count as an elite in front of the Universe Emperor.

"Can you imagine how terrifying that is? Hmph! At least you have some sense of your own insignificance. But you can multiply that terror a hundred times, a thousand times, even ten thousand times!" Raditz sneered at Son Goku and Piccolo.

At this point, all he could do was use his greater knowledge to make himself seem important in their eyes.

Lin Chuan chuckled from the side. "You don't have to scare them so much. Frieza is terrifying, sure, but not to the extent you're making him out to be."

Raditz felt as if the world were spinning.

He was going crazy.

He could believe that Lin Chuan had hidden his true Combat Power earlier, but he couldn't accept him making a remark like that about Frieza.

"Are you insane? Do you even know what you're saying? That's Frieza!" Raditz stared at Lin Chuan, demanding an answer.

Son Goku and Piccolo turned to look at Lin Chuan again.

At that moment, they were like two bottles adrift in the ocean, swept along by the current.

"Given where you stand, you naturally know a lot. But your perspective is limited by that same position."

"Frieza, the Universe Emperor, is indeed powerful. But you only know that he's powerful, not just how powerful. So you think he's an unbeatable existence."

"I can tell you right now that Frieza's Combat Power is..."

Lin Chuan paused.

It was a little too early to share information about Frieza.

But since they'd brought him up, there was no avoiding it.

He could simply leave out the fact that Frieza could transform and how high his ultimate Combat Power was.

That might help Son Goku and Piccolo in this era—and even the Z Fighters—broaden their horizons, improve faster, and grow stronger.

Just imagine Vegeta and Nappa arriving on Earth a year later and finding that the Z Fighters all had Combat Power over ten thousand, some even several tens of thousands. What would their faces look like?

Lin Chuan was looking forward to seeing Vegeta and Nappa's confidence crumble.

"You know Frieza's Combat Power? Even Vegeta doesn't know something that secret. How could you?" Raditz pressed.

Did he suspect Lin Chuan?

No!

He didn't think Lin Chuan was lying. Otherwise, they wouldn't be having this conversation.

"How I know isn't important. As far as I know, Frieza's Combat Power should be 530,000!" Lin Chuan said, his eyes brimming with even more teasing amusement.

530,000!

To anyone in this era, that was an astronomical figure.

Neither Earth's Z Fighters nor Vegeta, with his Combat Power of 18,000, could begin to imagine it.

Raditz's mind went blank. Son Goku and Piccolo's eyes widened, their mouths agape.

So this was the Universe Emperor!

Lin Chuan was very pleased by their reactions. After all, a Combat Power of several thousand was already beyond their reach, let alone 530,000.

From 1,500, to the 5,000 Lin Chuan had shown earlier, to 18,000... and finally 530,000.

Their worldview collapsed, then rebuilt itself, only to collapse again... three or four times in quick succession.

Everyone there was a combat-oriented fighter with exceptional adaptability. Otherwise, they might have been scared witless.

To be honest, if Lin Chuan weren't a Transmigrator who knew the Original Work's story, even if he'd trained relentlessly and grown powerful, that number would still have shocked him.

After all, even if you fought with all you had for decades, you might only reach tens of thousands in Combat Power. How could you compare with hundreds of thousands?

It was like an egg striking a rock. It would shatter on impact.

Of course, even Lin Chuan would be afraid if he faced Frieza right now.

All he could do was avoid a direct confrontation and keep himself hidden.

No matter what, his Combat Power was still only close to 20,000. Even Dodoria and Zarbon, who served Frieza, could beat him to death.

Fortunately, he had plenty of time to train and grow stronger. On top of that, he had the Infinite Combat Power Enhancement System.

Lin Chuan couldn't face Frieza now, but a year from now, he was absolutely confident he could crush him!

Meanwhile.

At Kami's Lookout, Kami had been listening in the whole time. His face had turned purplish, and he was breathing heavily.

In that short time, he'd heard far too many unimaginable things. Even as Kami, he realized that the times had left him behind completely.

At first, Kami Piccolo had thought that even if the stronger Saiyan came to Earth, Piccolo and Son Goku might still be able to fight him after a year of hard training, especially with Kami's guidance and help.

Even if they couldn't win, he still had one last move: willingly merge with Piccolo and help him become whole, increasing his strength.

But now the Universe Emperor had appeared. Even if they revealed every trump card they had, could they possibly measure up?

Their Combat Power was only a few hundred...

A few thousand was already unimaginable. Ten thousand was a distant dream.

Tens of thousands... There were no words for it.