Enemies Outside the Plot Arrive

After bidding farewell to Young Goku, Zhou Zilong looked toward the group, who were currently deep in a heated discussion, and a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth: "So, what are everyone's plans moving forward?" Zhou Zilong's voice was gentle yet powerful, as if it could pierce straight into the hearts of everyone present.

Bulma was the first to speak, her eyes sparkling with an infinite passion for technology: "I'm obviously going home to continue my research! After all, there are still so many unfinished inventions waiting for me!" Her tone was filled with anticipation for the future.

Iris gently brushed a strand of hair behind her ear and smiled softly: "My home is in West City too, and the new semester is starting soon, so I have to go back and prepare." Her smile hid a thirst for knowledge and a longing for home, making it impossible not to be moved by her innocence.

Oolong, however, wore a cunning expression, his eyes darting around as if he could already see the beauties of West City beckoning to him: "Hehe, West City, huh? I've heard there are beauties everywhere, and tons of fun things to do. How could Lord Oolong miss out on that?" His tone carried a hint of smugness, as if he had already foreseen his own "romantic fortune!"

Yamcha looked serious, his eyes flashing with a hunger for strength: "West City is the economic center of this world and the wealthiest city. I believe there must be many experts hiding there. I, Yamcha, swear to find them, learn from them, and take my Martial Way to the next level!" His tone was firm, revealing an indomitable spirit.

Puar nodded repeatedly at his side, his eyes filled with loyalty toward Yamcha: "Of course, wherever Yamcha goes, I go! We're the best partners, after all!" His voice was small, yet full of strength, letting one feel the deep friendship between them.

And so, the group set off on their journey to West City, each carrying their own dreams and purposes.

After safely delivering them to Capsule Corporation and sharing a brief farewell with Bulma, Zhou Zilong hurried back to the location of his own enterprises.

Returning to that familiar and bustling office, Zhou Zilong immediately summoned all his top executives for an emergency meeting regarding future development. Standing on the podium, Zhou Zilong's gaze was like a torch: "From today on, our goal is no longer here, but West City! That city, filled with opportunities and challenges, will be our new battlefield!"

His words inspired everyone, and they all expressed their willingness to follow Zhou Zilong to create a more glorious future together. Subsequently, Zhou Zilong quickly deployed his resources, relocating his major industries to West City one by one, preparing to make his mark there.

One day, a month after arriving in West City, while accompanying Bulma home from school, Zhou Zilong spoke up: "Bulma, starting tomorrow, I'm going into seclusion for three days of training. I won't be able to walk you to and from school for a while!"

Because he had been busy managing his businesses for some time, he hadn't been able to train properly. Although with his current strength (a combat power of 3 million), he had no rivals on Earth in this timeline, he knew that being cautious was never a mistake.

Bulma replied with understanding: "It's fine, Iris will be with me, and besides, with the experts you've trained here in West City, no one can hurt me!"

However, what Zhou Zilong did not know was that his plan to go into seclusion for three days would have to be postponed.

At this moment, in the vast, boundless universe, a massive elliptical spaceship hovered silently in the outer space of Earth, like an unknown star quietly spying on the secrets of this blue planet. Inside the ship, the lighting was soft, reflecting a group of unique creatures. Their skin was a deep cyan, covered in fine scales, and their head shapes were somewhere between a lizard and a snake, exuding an ancient and mysterious aura.

"Lord Kazer, we have arrived at the target location." A Scale-Head Alien named Tasong, whose arm scales shimmered slightly under the starlight, spoke with a tone full of excitement and awe.

Kazer, the leader of the Scaly-Head Race, had skin that was also deep cyan but appeared more withered and weathered. His eyes were as sharp as a hawk's. He swiped across the holographic screen in front of him, carefully studying every detail of the planet Earth, and a satisfied smile curled his lips: "Indeed, this planet is rich in natural resources and has a suitable environment; it is the ideal place for us, the Scaly-Head Race, to hide and grow strong. Tasong, you have performed a great service. Once our race gains a firm foothold here, one-tenth of Earth's resources shall be your reward!"

Upon hearing this, Tasong quickly bowed, placing his left hand on his right shoulder in a standard Scaly-Head salute: "Many thanks for your favor, Lord Kazer. Tasong will do everything in his power to contribute to the future of the Scaly-Head Race!"

With a single command, a pale blue energy shield ignited around the ship—a crystallization of unique Scaly-Head technology capable of withstanding all the dangers of interstellar travel. Protected by the shield, the ship streaked through the sky like a meteor, plunging toward Earth and crashing into a desolate wilderness, leaving behind a massive crater.

"Lord Kazer, I am Kasang, a subordinate of Lord Tasong. Welcome to this planet!" A pale cyan figure hurried forward, his eyes flashing with curiosity and awe for this unknown world. His voice was filled with respect, as if he were welcoming not just a warrior, but the hope for the revival of the Scaly-Head Race.

Kazer stepped out from the shadows of the ship, his expressionless face appearing particularly profound under the Earth's sunlight. He scanned his surroundings, a flicker of satisfaction passing through his eyes. "I have looked at some data on this planet; it is very suitable for survival. Introduce the other conditions to me," he said calmly, his voice revealing an unquestionable authority.