Leave here to fend for yourselves!

"More or less," Soro nodded.

"Ninety thousand!" Vegeta's pupils constricted violently, his face turning deathly pale in an instant, his lips trembling.

How could a lowly, bottom-tier warrior possibly possess a combat power of ninety thousand?

His fists clenched involuntarily, his fingernails digging into his palms.

Cui was trembling even more violently, his body shaking like a sieve, his face drained of all color as cold sweat streamed down from his temples.

How could this group be so strong?

Each one had a combat power higher than the last!

This is bad; I have to hurry back and find Lord Frieza!

Otherwise, if I stay here, I'll really be beaten to death by them.

But fortunately, they aren't on the same side as Vegeta right now.

Perhaps I can maneuver through this situation for a while.

Cui's gaze darted back and forth between Soro, Piccolo, and Son Goku, his mind racing.

Just as Cui was thinking this, he felt his stomach churn violently once again.

His face twisted, his hands clutching his abdomen as his body curled up.

"My... what is wrong with my stomach?" Cui looked down at his belly, his expression one of utter confusion.

His stomach was slowly swelling again.

Following that, he touched his backside and brought his hand before his eyes, seeing red liquid staining his fingertips.

Cui opened his mouth, feeling completely bewildered.

Bleeding?

His pupils contracted slightly.

What on earth is going on?

Isn't it only the females of our race who...

Cui's mind began to replay everything that had just happened.

Just now, my stomach seemed to swell up.

"Congratulations," Soro chuckled, giving Cui the answer, "you're pregnant!"

"What... what did you say?" Cui froze, his eyes widening, momentarily stunned. "Pregnant?"

"That egg I fed you earlier—once consumed, it causes pregnancy." Soro smiled, his tone light. "I'm being good to you, aren't I? Letting you give birth to a child to extend the lifespan of your race."

"Eating that egg causes pregnancy?" Cui's mouth twitched violently, his pupils shrinking as the realization finally dawned on him.

No wonder this guy gave me an egg to eat for no reason.

So he wanted to make me pregnant?

Cui's teeth gnashed together, making a rattling sound.

Wait a minute!

No, that's not right!

I, Cui, am a male!

How could I possibly be pregnant?

"Then what about the bleeding from just now?" Cui asked, his voice laced with panic.

"You had a miscarriage by accident," Soro sighed, shaking his head. "My condolences."

Cui: "..."

Cui's mouth twitched uncontrollably, his entire face twisting.

"No..." Cui rubbed his stomach, rolling on the ground in pain, and let out a wail. "Why does it feel like something is still moving inside my belly!"

"You might be carrying twins," Soro said, improvising with a completely straight face. "You miscarried one, but the other is still there."

Cui: "????"

Cui's eyes widened like copper bells, his mouth opening and closing.

Does that logic even hold up?

Why do I feel like you're just messing with me?

Vegeta also stared over in a daze, his gaze fixed on Cui.

Cui is pregnant?

Vegeta frowned.

Is this guy a female?

He had always assumed Cui was a man!

However, the women of this race were truly hideous.

Even the tone of their voice was barely any different from a man's.

Vegeta's mind wandered for a moment, a flurry of thoughts churning through his head.

"Ah—it hurts so much!" Cui let out a painful wail, the sound echoing across the desolate plains, "My stomach..."

He rolled incessantly on the ground, his body thrashing and crushing a patch of blue grass blades, his hands clutching his abdomen, his face deathly pale.

Vegeta was also grimacing in pain; having been beaten into helplessness by Piccolo, he lay on the ground, his chest still throbbing.

Just then.

Soro's heart stirred, and his brows furrowed slightly.

He suddenly turned his head to look toward the sky at an oblique angle, his gaze piercing through the clouds to stare into the distance.

"What is it, Soro?" Son Goku stepped forward to ask, walking to Soro's side.

"There are many powerful auras over there," Soro mused, his gaze not wavering, "and they are flying toward us at high speed."

"Eh? You're right!" Son Goku relaxed his senses slightly, closing his eyes before opening them again; his expression grew solemn, and the smile at the corner of his mouth vanished.

Piccolo's face darkened even further, cold sweat sliding down his forehead and dripping off the tip of his nose.

"Dad, Uncle Piccolo..." Son Gohan's face was pale with fright, his small hands clutching the hem of his shirt.

"Is it that galactic tyrant called Frieza?" Piccolo asked in a low voice, his eyes locked on Soro.

"If nothing goes wrong... it should be him," Soro pondered, tapping his chin twice with his finger.

He paused, his gaze sweeping over the group.

"We are no match for him right now; let's find a place to hide first."

As of now, Soro's base combat power had reached 60,000, the same as Piccolo's.

By using the

Combat Power × 500

skill, his combat power could reach 30 million.

However, a combat power of only 30 million was still far from enough compared to Frieza.

Frieza's full-power combat power was 120 million.

30 million versus 120 million—the gap was not just a small margin.

It was better to avoid the brunt of his force for now!

Although Soro could transform into a Great Ape via an artificial full moon, causing his combat power to soar directly to 300 million.

But he didn't think Frieza would give him the chance to transform.

That guy Frieza was cunning; he wouldn't just stand by and watch his opponent transform.

Better to hide for now.

"What about Vegeta and that guy?" Piccolo looked at Vegeta, then at Cui, who was still rolling on the ground, his voice low.

"That guy..." Soro thought for a moment, his gaze landing on Cui.

He pointed a finger sharply at Cui from a distance, extending his index finger and aiming the tip at Cui's body.

A mass of invisible energy erupted rapidly from his fingertip, silent and swift, moving too fast for the naked eye to track.

The energy swept over, enveloping Cui's entire body.

"Bang!"

Cui turned into a mist of blood, dying on the spot.

Flesh and blood splattered in all directions, landing on the blue grass with soft, wet thuds.

Soro sighed slightly and shook his head.

A pity about this little lab rat.

But fortunately, Frieza had plenty of underlings.

He would try with other lab rats in the future.

Soro's gaze shifted to the distant sky, where several powerful auras were approaching.

He would try staring at Frieza from below in a while to see if he could make that guy pregnant.

Although it was a bit far, this was the best opportunity to use Frieza as a lab rat.

The corners of Soro's mouth curled up slightly, then quickly flattened.

Seeing Soro kill Cui so easily, Piccolo didn't say much, though his gaze lingered on Soro for a second.

Son Goku felt a bit of pity, his brows furrowing slightly, but he also felt that what Soro did was the best choice.

Cui was Frieza's subordinate; leaving him alive would only expose their tracks.

"As for this guy..." Soro suggested to Piccolo, his eyes falling on Vegeta, "let him stay here and fend for himself! We'll find a place to hide and mask our auras."

I wonder if everyone likes the "stare-and-get-pregnant" plot; if you don't like it, I can reduce its screen time.