Chapter 1092: The Galactic Patrol and Frieza's impending arrival
The alarm still blared over Capsule Corporation.
Bulma clamped her hands over her ears, staring through the floor-to-ceiling windows at the enormous crater still trailing white smoke outside.
The shuffle of slippers came from the hallway.
Dr. Brief ambled in wearing striped pajamas with a Snoopy print, still holding half a cup of unfinished black coffee.
Behind him, Mrs. Brief wore a burgundy silk nightgown, cucumber slices stuck to her face. Somehow, she was even carrying a plate of freshly baked cookies.
"Oh my, that certainly made quite a racket."
Mrs. Brief took a bite of a cookie, sounding as relaxed as if she were watching the neighbor's cat jump over a wall.
"The lawn was only mowed the day before yesterday."
Dr. Brief yawned and pushed up the reading glasses on his nose.
Zhang Qi ignored the oblivious couple.
Instead, he stared intently at the spherical spacecraft glowing red-hot at the bottom of the crater.
"Everyone, stand back."
As he spoke, Zhang Qi slowly stepped forward, approaching the spacecraft.
"Oh my, Mr. Zhang Qi is so dependable~"
Mrs. Brief cupped her cheeks, nearly dislodging her cucumber slices.
Something wasn't right.
Zhang Qi stopped in front of the spacecraft.
He closed his eyes, trying to sense something inside the metal sphere.
But there was nothing.
Not a single powerful presence—
If these were soldiers from the Frieza Force, they shouldn't have any idea how to conceal their energy.
Then what was inside this sphere?
Just then, with a piercing hiss of escaping pressure, the spherical spacecraft's hatch burst open with a bang.
White coolant vapor gushed out.
Zhang Qi instinctively lowered his center of gravity and took a defensive stance.
A dark figure darted out of the white mist.
The fellow