"Won't this make the survivors suspicious?" Berryblue asked.
"Hohoho! We can just say they were unlucky enough to get hit by a giant meteorite, can't we?" Frieza cackled.
As they spoke, Soya and the others' spaceship flashed past Frieza's ship.
Soya's heart leaped into his throat.
Who was piloting the spaceship?
Why were they flying straight toward Frieza's ship?
Would they get shot down?
Would having me on this team cause some kind of butterfly effect?
If they got shot down, I'd die in outer space in an instant.
Not being able to survive in outer space was probably the Saiyans' biggest weakness, wasn't it?
The Saiyans called themselves a warrior race, but they couldn't even survive in outer space. Soya wanted to rant about that for a hundred thousand words.
In Soya's opinion, the true warrior race was Frieza's Frieza Race.
Even after being cut in half, members of that race could still survive.
Could Saiyans do that?
And after Frieza trained hard, his strongest form, Black Frieza, could apparently crush Son Goku's Ultra Instinct and Vegeta's Ultra Ego working together.
That was going a bit too far!
Frieza watched as Soya and the others' spaceship passed right by him, then pulled off a beautiful drift.
"Negative Emotion Points from Frieza +666!"
Soya: "..."
What the hell...
Why was this guy Frieza giving me Negative Emotion Points?
Did he want to destroy our spaceship?
Soya started to panic.
After all, with a power level of only 600, he was really fragile.
"That's... isn't that Lord Frieza's spaceship? Why is it here?" Raditz leaned against the window, staring outside, and couldn't help asking.
"Lord Frieza? What's he doing here?" Nappa was puzzled too.
"Hmph. Frieza must be up to no good, parking his spaceship here." Vegeta snorted, displeased. "Ignore him," he ordered coolly.
The spaceship soon left Frieza and the others behind, speeding through the vast starry sky.
"Lord Frieza, there are seven people aboard the spaceship: Vegeta, Nappa, Raditz..." Berryblue quickly presented the results of her investigation. "The other three Saiyans are middle-class warriors, and there's one low-class warrior. The seven of them are probably heading to Planet Beast as a team."
"Oh?" Frieza fell into thought.
"Should we shoot them down, Lord Frieza?" Berryblue asked, then added with some concern, "If we kill their prince here, we might alert them to our plans."
"Send someone to kill the four Saiyans other than Vegeta, Nappa, and Raditz. Those three upper-class warriors can be left to run around for a while. They might prove useful to me," Frieza ordered decisively.
"But who should we send?" Berryblue asked. "Should we send Mr. Dodoria? Though there doesn't seem to be much need to send him after a few middle- and low-class warriors."
"Have Cui come here," Frieza said after a moment's thought.
Soya's spaceship.
"Raditz, so you're an upper-class warrior!" Soya exclaimed.
"What? Is that so surprising?" Raditz shot Soya a look.
That was a strange thing to say.
I'm an upper-class warrior. What's there to be surprised about?
"When Raditz was born, his power level was 300! Of course he's an upper-class warrior," Nappa said coolly, adding a taunt. "You, on the other hand, Soya—I remember your power level was only 5 when you were born, right?"
"Hahaha! They call you a weakling with a power level of five!" Raditz burst out laughing.
"Don't put it like that." Soya wasn't angry. He answered with a smile, "At least my power level was three points higher than your little brother Kakarot's."
Nappa: "..."
"Negative Emotion Points from Nappa +222!"
Raditz: "..."
"Negative Emotion Points from Raditz +666!"
"You're only three points ahead, and you're bragging about it!" Raditz shouted angrily. "Don't bring up my useless little brother!"
"You really shouldn't say that about your little brother." Soya let out a long sigh, then smiled. "I think Kakarot will become a truly incredible warrior someday!"
Raditz, Nappa, and the three boys were stunned. They stared at Soya as if he were an idiot.
You think that low-class warrior, whose power level was only 2 at birth, is incredible?
That's a bit of a ridiculous joke.
"I have a feeling Kakarot might even become a Super Saiyan!" Soya grinned.
"Y-you said what? A Super Saiyan?" Raditz's eyes widened. He couldn't believe what he was hearing.
"A Super Saiyan?" Nappa raised an eyebrow.
The three boys exchanged glances, their expressions showing a hint of shock.
You really will say anything!
Even Vegeta, who had been silent all along, was moved by Soya's words.
But a moment later, Vegeta sneered.
"Negative Emotion Points from Vegeta +999!"
Soya: "..."
Why did you give me so many Negative Emotion Points?
So I should've said that you, Vegeta, would become a Super Saiyan, and then you'd be satisfied, huh?
Soya's guess was right.
That was exactly what Vegeta thought.
Was there something wrong with this guy's head?
I'm the prince of the Saiyans, a genius warrior!
A genius warrior who stands above even the upper-class warriors!
The Saiyan most likely to become a Super Saiyan is obviously me, Vegeta.
And this low-class warrior named Soya claims that Kakarot, a weakling with a power level of only 2, will become a Super Saiyan!
How ridiculous!
"Hohoho!"
Frieza had received the contents of Soya and the others' conversation right away.
Since they were all wearing Scouters, their voices could be transmitted through them.
The moment Frieza heard what Soya had said, he burst out laughing.
"Hohoho!" Frieza cackled again. "Did you hear that, Berryblue?"
"I heard, Lord Frieza. Please allow me another minute to laugh!" Berryblue joined in, laughing out loud. Before she knew it, she'd let out several farts in a row.
Frieza's face darkened as he pinched his nose.
Berryblue hurriedly covered her backside, looking embarrassed.
"Kakarot? Do we have any information on him?" Frieza asked with sudden interest.
Berryblue quickly pulled up the information.
Kakarot, three years old. His power level was only 2 at birth, and it was still 2 now. He was still in a Nutrient Tank.
Frieza: "..."
Berryblue: "..."
Frieza was at a loss for words when he saw the information.
Could he be the lowest of the low-class warriors?
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