Time to Refresh Skills Again!

"I was just joking." Krillin waved his hands, palms spread out before him, and hurriedly changed the subject.

He turned to ask Soro, his voice turning serious: "Soro, what do you think?"

"The worst-case scenario has come to pass." Soro's voice was low, his gaze fixed on the distant horizon as his brows furrowed slightly. "There is a high probability that it is the Frieza Force."

"Huh?" Krillin was startled, his face turning increasingly ghastly as his lips trembled. "The Frieza Force? Did that guy Frieza come here too?"

"It is not an impossibility." Soro nodded, pulling his gaze back to land on Krillin's face.

He paused, then asked: "By the way, when you were talking to Vegeta about the Dragon Balls, were they wearing scouters?"

"I think so." Krillin nodded, tapping his temple with his finger.

"That explains it." Soro offered a logical analysis. "Scouters can be used like telephones. Frieza must have eavesdropped on your conversation through them, learned about the Dragon Balls, and that is why he came to Namek. He is likely looking to collect the Dragon Balls to grant some wish."

"This..." Krillin's legs went weak, and he nearly collapsed to the ground. Trembling all over, he hurriedly turned to look at the spaceship. "Is it too late for me to go back now?"

Just as they were speaking.

"Whoosh!"

A spherical spaceship streaked through the planet's atmosphere, a bright trail of fire dragging behind its tail.

It dove from high altitude like a burning meteor, plummeting toward the ground at an incredible speed.

The ship tore through the air, emitting a sharp, piercing whistle as it smashed toward the ground in the distance.

"Th-that is..." Krillin froze for a moment, his eyes widening.

"Is that Vegeta's spaceship?" Son Goku was brimming with excitement, his eyes lighting up. He leaned forward slightly, his fists clenching involuntarily.

"It really is Vegeta!" Soro nodded, closing his eyes to sense the energy before opening them again. "I can sense it through his ki."

"Soro!" Son Goku turned to look at Soro, his gaze eager, his voice carrying a hint of pleading. "Let me handle Vegeta this time, okay? Please, don't interfere!"

"Fine." Soro did not object, nodding slightly.

"Vegeta has come to Namek too!" Krillin said in a deep voice. "It seems he came for the Dragon Balls as well!"

He immediately turned to look at Son Gohan beside him, lowering his voice to suggest: "Gohan, why don't the two of us head back to Earth first?"

"Huh?" Son Gohan scratched his head, his young face filled with hesitation. "Go back now?"

"After all, if the two of us stay here, we won't be of much help, right?" Krillin looked like he was about to cry, his hands spread wide and a bitter smile hanging on his lips.

"But, I..." Son Gohan stood where he was, his small hands clutching the hem of his shirt. He was indecisive, his lips moving a few times before closing again.

After all, in Son Gohan's view, he still wanted to train properly on Namek.

Would it really be appropriate to leave just after arriving?

"Hmph." Piccolo glanced sideways at Krillin, his mouth curling downward. "If you want to go back, go back yourself! Don't drag Gohan along!"

"Go back by myself?" Krillin muttered, looking down at the ground. His Adam's apple bobbed, his voice tinged with a hint of cowardice.

He said in a low voice: "But... I don't know how to fly a spaceship."

"It doesn't matter." Soro smiled and patted Krillin on the shoulder. "The spaceship has an auto-navigation system; once you set the destination, it can return to Earth automatically."

"It really can?" Krillin was both surprised and delighted. His eyes lit up, and he rubbed his hands together excitedly.

"However..." Soro stopped speaking after those two words, the corners of his mouth curling up slightly as he waited for Krillin to ask.

"However what?" Krillin's heart sank, the smile on his face freezing as his eyelids twitched.

"Based on what I know of Frieza," Soro mused, crossing his arms and looking toward the distant sky, "he would never send just one ship to descend on Namek. There should be more of his ships nearby."

He paused, pulling his gaze back to Krillin's face.

"It is very likely that as soon as your ship takes off, the ships he has surrounding Namek will launch an attack and blow you to pieces in outer space!"

"Y-you... what did you say?" Krillin's complexion changed repeatedly, shifting from pale to livid, and then to deathly white.

"Tell me, can you Earthlings survive in outer space?" Soro asked with a smile, tilting his head with a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

Krillin shook his head vigorously, his bald scalp reflecting the sunlight.

"That is troublesome..." Soro sighed and shook his head. "Being unable to survive in outer space is essentially a death trap."

"Forget it..." Krillin looked like he was about to cry, his hands spread out and his shoulders slumping. "I won't go then. I'll just find a place to hide, that should be fine, right?"

"Krillin, it's okay!" Son Goku laughed, looking completely unconcerned with a wide grin on his face. "There will be a way! As long as we don't have a direct confrontation with Frieza, it shouldn't be a big problem."

"You make it sound so easy." Krillin let out a long sigh, hands on his hips, looking down at the blue grass beneath his feet.

"Let's go deal with that Vegeta first!" Piccolo suggested, his gaze turning sharp.

After saying this, Piccolo immediately soared into the air.

His feet left the ground, his body launching toward the sky with his cape flapping loudly behind him.

Son Goku followed closely behind, his figure turning into a streak of light, ascending into mid-air in the blink of an eye.

Soro remained where he was, not moving, but instead looked down at the watch on his wrist.

The hands on the dial ticked forward, one notch at a time.

The date on the watch corresponded to that of Atlantis Planet.

Unknowingly, another month had passed.

Last month, Soro had rolled the [Combat Power × 500] skill, and he was naturally feeling quite pleased with himself.

However, what made Soro feel a bit annoyed was...

It seemed he had made a huge mistake!

Don't I have two skill slots now?

If I put [Combat Power × 50] in one skill slot and [Combat Power × 500] in the other.

Then how many times would my base combat power increase?

25,000 times!

This multiplier... is simply heaven-defying!

Calculating based on my current base combat power of 60,000...

Then what would my combat power be?

It would easily be 1.5 billion.

I could definitely beat the crap out of Frieza.

Soro took a deep breath and slowly exhaled.

Once, a great skill was placed before me, and I did not cherish it.

Only when I lost it did I regret it bitterly.

His gaze became distant, looking toward the sky in the distance.

If Heaven could give me another chance.

I would treasure that skill well and place it in my card slot.

It was just that it was too late for Soro to regret it now.

Moreover, he didn't know if two skills could stack together.

If they really could stack, that would simply be the ultimate cheat.

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, then pressed back down.

What kind of skill will I be able to roll this time?