Combat Power Doubles at the Start

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Age 737.

Universe 7, Planet Vegeta.

Spacecraft Launch Center.

Nappa, Raditz, and three teenagers gathered near a spaceship, looking up at the sky from time to time, waiting expectantly.

"Has Prince Vegeta not arrived yet?" Raditz stared wide-eyed, "It's already been several hours."

"He might have been delayed by something," Nappa guessed in a low voice.

"Nappa, will Prince Vegeta really go to Planet Beast with us?" Raditz asked, sounding uncertain.

"If Prince Vegeta doesn't go, with our current power levels, it's absolutely impossible for us to conquer that planet!" Nappa shook his head decisively.

"Should we find a few more people to join?" Raditz's mouth twitched, his youthful face changing color.

"Count me in!"

A voice rang out from not far away.

The speaker was a teenager, looking to be about 16 years old, with a heroic and dashing appearance, handsome beyond measure.

The boy's name was Soya. In his past life, he was a Dragon Ball fan who had fallen asleep while watching Dragon Ball Daima, only to transmigrate here 16 years ago and become a Saiyan on Planet Vegeta.

I am Soya!

It was a pity that Soya was only a low-class warrior; no matter how he trained, his power level stagnated after reaching 300.

However, fortunately, this ill-fated destiny finally saw a turning point.

A month ago, when Soya accompanied Bardock's group to Planet Cereal, he unexpectedly activated a magical system, embarking on a path of cheating through life.

This system was something Soya had seen in web novels from his past life; it could collect negative emotion points for a lottery and gain power levels.

As long as there were enough negative emotion points, he could continuously draw prizes to gain power levels.

Every 10,000 negative emotion points allowed for one draw.

And every draw was a guaranteed win!

Last time, when Soya went to Planet Cereal for logistics support, he gained quite a few negative emotion points and raised his power level to the height of 600.

However, Soya knew clearly that this amount of power in the Dragon Ball world was nothing more than a "power level of five" trash.

Calculating the time, Soya felt extremely anxious in his heart.

From the moment Frieza began summoning the Saiyans back to Planet Vegeta, Soya knew that before long, Planet Vegeta would be destroyed by Frieza's own hands.

The only chance to survive at the moment was to follow Vegeta and Nappa's squad out on a mission.

It wasn't that Soya hadn't tried other methods.

For instance, setting up a barbecue stall at the entrance of the royal palace to attract the attention of Whis and Beerus.

If he could get Whis and Beerus to take him to Beerus Planet, he could not only survive this disaster but perhaps even change his fate.

It was a pity that while the idea was beautiful, reality was cruel.

In those Dragon Ball fanfictions, why did the plot of attracting Whis with high-tech, "ruthless" starch sausages not work for him?

Whis and Beerus never graced Soya's barbecue stall with their presence.

Soya felt a bit bitter inside.

Could it be that my barbecue isn't delicious enough?

Or was the timing of the stall wrong?

Fortunately, Soya had activated the negative emotion point system, otherwise, he would truly die in this Dragon Ball world where planets could be blown up at any moment.

"Soya?" Raditz was slightly stunned, "Aren't you that low-class warrior Soya?"

"Hmph, a low-class warrior, and you have the nerve to follow us out on a mission?" Nappa gave a contemptuous laugh, squinting his eyes at Soya.

"Uh, my power level has doubled. Add me to the group, you definitely won't lose out!" Soya didn't get angry, just grinned.

"Power level doubled?" Raditz paused, subconsciously pressing the button on the scouter he wore over his eye.

"Beep-beep!"

The scouter quickly detected Soya's power level.

"What? A power level of 600!" Raditz exclaimed, his youthful face changing color. "Are you kidding me? When did you raise your power level to such a height?"

"Negative emotion points from Raditz +666!"

Nappa: "..."

Your power level is only 600, and you call that doubling your combat strength?

"Negative emotion points from Nappa +333!"

"With this power level, it shouldn't be a problem for me to go out with you guys, right?" Soya chuckled.

"Nappa, I think it's fine!" Raditz nodded in agreement.

"Hmph, suit yourself." Nappa's expression was cold, and he didn't take Soya seriously at all.

"But come to think of it, Soya, your power level is rising quite fast. I remember a month ago your power level was only 300, and it's already reached 600 so quickly?" Raditz felt a bit sour, but he still stepped forward and patted Soya on the shoulder with a smile. "It's alright, my power level is 700, 100 higher than yours!"

"Hello." Soya ignored Raditz and turned to look at the three teenagers.

"Hey, I'm talking to you!" Raditz looked displeased.

"Negative emotion points from Raditz +333!"

"Hello!"

The three teenagers greeted Soya in turn.

"What are your names?" Soya asked.

"Carnegie!"

"Kuri!"

"Baru!"

The three teenagers stated their names one by one.

As they were talking, Vegeta descended from the sky and landed in front of Soya and the others.

Vegeta was only five years old this year, wearing a Saiyan combat suit with the red cape unique to the royal family fluttering behind him in the wind.

After landing, Vegeta swept his gaze over Soya and the others, his eyes filled with coldness and disdain.

"Prince Vegeta!"

Raditz, Nappa, and the others quickly bowed in salute.

"Hmph, we can go now." Vegeta gave a faint command and stepped onto the spaceship.

Soya and the others followed behind.

"Whoosh!"

The spaceship took off, instantly breaking through the atmosphere and speeding toward Planet Beast.

In the vast starry sky, the boundless universe.

Frieza's spaceship hovered near Planet Vegeta.

On the ship, Frieza sat in his hoverchair, a thick smile on his face.

"A Super Saiyan and a Super Saiyan God, you say?" Frieza narrowed his triangular eyes, his smile growing even brighter.

"Lord Frieza, this humble one believes those are merely cliché heroic legends," Berryblue said respectfully.

"I know that, of course, but I cannot tolerate even a shred of unease." Frieza chuckled softly. "Regardless, Saiyans are creatures with extremely high pride; it is absolutely impossible for them to become my loyal servants! It is time for them to be destroyed along with Planet Vegeta."

"It is a pity, though; Saiyans are, after all, excellent combatants," Berryblue lamented.

"Tell me, how many Saiyans have returned to Planet Vegeta?" Frieza asked, his eyes narrowing.

"In another month and a half, most Saiyans will have returned. Only a very small number will need more time," Berryblue provided the answer.

"I cannot wait that long, so let's set it for a month and a half," Frieza snorted coldly, a flash of killing intent crossing his eyes.