Enemies Outside the Plot Arrive

After bidding farewell to Little 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 into the heart of every person present.

Bulma spoke first, her eyes sparkling with an infinite passion for technology: "I'm obviously going home to continue my research; after all, there are 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 held a longing for knowledge and an attachment to home, making one unable to help but 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 I, Lord Oolong, miss out on that?" His tone carried a hint of smugness, as if he had already foreseen his own "luck with the ladies!"

Yamcha looked serious, his eyes flashing with a thirst for power: "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 arts to the next level!" His tone was firm, revealing an indomitable spirit.

Puar nodded repeatedly from the 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 it was 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, Zhou Zilong bid a brief farewell to Bulma and hurried back to the location of his own enterprises.

Returning to that familiar and busy office, Zhou Zilong immediately summoned all his top executives, and an emergency meeting regarding future development commenced. Zhou Zilong stood at the podium, his gaze 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, moving his main 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 said: "Bulma, starting tomorrow, I'm going into seclusion for three days to train. I won't be able to walk you to and from school for these next few days!"

Because he had been busy managing his industries 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 real opponents on Earth at this point in the timeline, 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 was about to be delayed.

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 Star Person named Tasong, whose arm scales shimmered slightly under the starlight, spoke with a tone full of excitement and awe.

Kazer, the leader of the Scale-Head race, had skin that was also deep cyan but appeared more withered and weathered. His eyes were as sharp as an eagle'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 has rich natural resources and a suitable environment; it is the ideal place for us Scale-Head Star People to hide and grow strong. Tasong, you have performed a great service. Once our race gains a 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 Scale-Head salute: "Many thanks for your appreciation, Lord Kazer. Tasong will surely give his all to contribute everything to the future of the Scale-Head race!"

Following an order, a pale blue energy shield suddenly lit up around the ship—a crystallization of the unique technology of the Scale-Head Star, capable of withstanding all dangers during interstellar travel. Protected by the shield, the ship streaked across the sky like a meteor, plunging straight 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 full of respect, as if he were welcoming not just a warrior, but the hope for the revival of the Scale-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 subtle satisfaction crossing his eyes. "I have looked at some data on this planet; it is very suitable for survival. Introduce the other conditions." He spoke blandly, his voice revealing unquestionable authority.

"Yes, Lord Kazer." Kasang nodded in agreement and immediately began a detailed introduction: "This planet is called Earth, located at the edge of the universe. Its technological civilization and combat power are relatively backward, but it is rich in resources and diverse in ecology. It is the ideal stationing place for us Scale-Head Star People and an excellent starting point for our great revival!"

Kazer nodded slightly, seemingly pondering something, when he suddenly changed the subject: "Is there any fodder?"

"Fodder?" Kasang was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized. The special constitution of the Lomba Star People allowed them to absorb energy from certain living beings to strengthen themselves.

"Oh, I understand! Please wait a moment, my Lord." Saying this, he quickly left to retrieve the so-called fodder.

Before long, Kasang returned to Kazer with two infants in swaddling clothes. The babies had innocent smiles on their tender, pink faces, completely unaware of the fate that awaited them. Kazer's eyes instantly brightened, as if he had discovered the most precious treasure.

Kazer slowly extended his hands, which appeared withered but actually contained immense power, and gently covered the two infants. In an instant, a strange light shimmered at his fingertips. The bodies of the infants seemed to be drained by an invisible force, gradually shriveling up until they finally turned into thin sheets of paper that scattered in the wind.

"Burp~~~~~~" Having finished, Kazer let out a satisfied belch, a rare look of contentment appearing on his face. After absorbing the life force of the infants, his skin miraculously regained a hint of luster, appearing younger and full of power.