"This is Earth. It's a little different, but it's still Earth!"
Lin Chuan murmured the words, his heart filled with emotion.
He had been an Earthling in his previous life. In this life, he had crossed over and become a Saiyan, then spent twenty-five years on that Doomsday Planet. But Earth was still the home that had taken root in his heart.
After all, first impressions ran deep!
Though these were Earths from two different worlds, they still shared some similarities.
He would open his arms to this world and make himself part of its Earth.
The future was wide open to him.
After breathing in his fill of fresh air, Lin Chuan raced across mountains, rivers, and lakes.
He saw not only the sights of this world, but also the creatures that lived on its Earth.
Some were familiar, others unfamiliar. There were even animals that had long since gone extinct on the Earth of his previous life, such as dinosaurs and saber-toothed tigers.
He raced across the sea for hundreds of miles, sending up wave after wave, before finally bringing his wild outburst to a sudden halt.
The reason was simple: the Scouter over his right eye had begun to sound an alert.
It was one of the items he'd found aboard the spaceship three months ago, after he seized it from a Frieza Force advance soldier.
There was no need to worry about being discovered, because even though this thing had an interstellar communication function, it had a major limitation.
First, it had no identity-verification function. You could only share a channel by logging into a personally registered account. So even if you used someone else's Scouter, as long as you didn't log in, no one would notice you, much less know who you were. Anyone could use one as long as they had it.
Second, space was unimaginably vast. Even a single galaxy was enormous. If you were far enough away, you would simply be ignored. With countless Scouters within range, who would pay attention to one little device like this?
Spaceships worked the same way.
They had serial numbers, but unless someone had been flagged for special attention, they wouldn't be monitored.
Lin Chuan had once made a careful study of the matter and come to this conclusion.
Unless you contacted someone first, no one would come looking for you.
When he had first arrived on Planet V3114, the spaceship had been too badly damaged for space travel, but its communications had continued working for ten years before finally giving out. The Scouter had also...
He had received news that Planet Vegeta had been destroyed.
At the time, he'd worried for a long while that the Frieza Force might come and kill him to eliminate any future threat. That was why he hadn't dared to contact anyone, afraid of revealing his whereabouts.
That fear had lasted a full year before it finally faded.
From this, Lin Chuan had more or less figured out that although the Frieza Force had wiped out the Saiyans and sent elite troops to kill any Saiyans living off-world, anyone who managed to stay hidden could escape the massacre.
After all, how many Saiyan babies had been sent away in the Original Work?
The number might not have reached a hundred thousand, or even a million, but it had certainly exceeded ten thousand!
Yet only a handful of Saiyans were still alive later on, at least as far as anyone knew.
There might have been others in the universe, but there were certainly fewer than ten.
So it was safe to say that Saiyans like him either died in harsh environments, were killed by powerful beings hidden on their planets or by extremely deadly weapons, or successfully conquered a planet and reported back—only to be discovered and killed by the Frieza Force.
The only Saiyans Frieza had allowed to live were Vegeta, Nappa, and Raditz.
Then there were Broly, Paragus, and Vegeta's younger brother, Tarble, who only appeared later in the Original Work...
They had all survived by keeping a low profile, avoiding discovery and execution.
Otherwise, Broly should have entered the story much earlier, while Tarble would have been doomed!
Lin Chuan didn't believe Frieza had been kind enough to keep Prince Vegeta around as a dog and also spare a useless little prince just for fun.
"Two thousand eight hundred kilometers to the southwest... A few people with Combat Power over a thousand are fighting?"
"Combat Power: 416..."
"Combat Power: 1,330..."
"Combat Power: 1,307..."
"Combat Power: 1,500... Wait, 1,307 has dropped to 1??? 1,500 has fallen to 1,345..."
"Whoa... Could it be...?"
As the familiar readings appeared on the Scouter, Lin Chuan froze for a moment.
He'd been so excited earlier that he'd forgotten to use his ki to sense what was happening across the Earth and figure out how far the story had progressed.
Actually, Lin Chuan could make a pretty good guess. Based on when Planet Vegeta had exploded, the era of the Great Universe Saga was about to begin.
He was twenty-five, two years older than Son Goku, which meant Son Goku was now twenty-three.
Twenty-three... Wasn't that when fate took a turn?
Considering how the story unfolded, Lin Chuan immediately recognized the people whose ki signatures were clashing: Son Goku, Piccolo, Son Gohan... and Raditz, the key figure who would usher in a new era!
"Now that's something! I've arrived just in time for a good show—and it looks like it's almost over." Lin Chuan's eyes widened, and he rolled them thoughtfully. There was no way he'd miss such a great opportunity.
He'd once wondered what he would do after arriving on Earth and how he would make his way in the world. Twenty-five years had passed, and all those fantasies had turned to dust. But now he had a chance to let the Z Fighters on Earth know he existed and accept him...
Thrilled, Lin Chuan immediately powered up and shot toward his destination without hesitation.
He was moving at nearly thirty thousand meters per second—one hundred times the speed of sound!
The sonic booms rang out one after another, as if they might shatter the very sky.
To him, Raditz was his ticket into the Z Fighters' circle!
How could he let this chance slip away?!
He might be a Saiyan too, but he was his own person!
He could use this chance to save Son Goku, change the story, and become part of it.
He didn't need to get along with every Z Fighter. He'd come all the way to Earth, and he'd arrived in this era, where there were so many people and things he could beat others to.
And to beat others to certain people, he needed a flawless identity.
Take the heroine, Bulma, for example. How could he pass her up? How could he not make her his?
Lin Chuan was a realist. Even before he'd crossed over, he'd fantasized about what he'd do if he ever did. Now he was really in the Dragon Ball world, with so many opportunities before him. He had to gain strength—and he couldn't do without women, either.
Three months ago, Lin Chuan had indeed lost all hope for the future.
But fate loved a joke. Three months ago, it had sent that Frieza Force soldier his way, and that was what had made him who he was.
As for Vegeta, all he could say was that he was sorry!
No!
Now that he was in this real world, he couldn't keep treating the Original Work as a script!
It was his life. He could do what he wanted—why should he care about anyone else?!
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