Before long, Vegeta and Son Gohan returned to the group.
"Tarble, what are you planning to do from now on?" Vegeta asked with the air of an elder.
Tarble answered without hesitation. "I don't know. But are you planning to settle down on Earth, big brother?"
"Yes," Vegeta replied succinctly.
Hearing this, Tarble immediately smiled. "Then I'll stay on Earth too. There are so few Saiyans left. It's better if we stick together."
"By the way, big brother, could you... turn into a Super Saiyan and show me...?"
Before he could finish speaking,
Vegeta's eyes narrowed, and a golden light flashed around him.
With a thunderous boom, he transformed into a Super Saiyan.
After transforming, Vegeta's expression grew even colder. He explained, "This is a Super Saiyan. It raises your strength by as much as fifty times your normal power."
After explaining, he immediately powered down.
Seeing a Super Saiyan with his own eyes for the first time, Tarble's eyes sparkled with excitement. He exclaimed sincerely, "That's amazing!"
"So this is a Super Saiyan!"
"That aura is so powerful, and that look... It's so cool!"
The aura Vegeta had let slip during his transformation had been overwhelmingly powerful compared with Tarble's own.
The suffocating pressure swept over him, nearly leaving him unable to breathe.
Hearing this, a faint smile appeared on Vegeta's face, but it quickly vanished. "Since you've decided to stay on Earth, come with me for now if you don't have anywhere to live."
"I'll ask Bulma to arrange a place for you."
"Bulma?" Tarble asked, pretending to be confused. "Is she one of your subordinates, big brother? Is she a Saiyan too?"
Vegeta habitually folded his arms across his chest and answered calmly, "No. Bulma's an Earthling. She's your sister-in-law!"
"Huh? Bulma's my sister-in-law?" Tarble asked, pretending to be surprised. "You got married, big brother?"
Vegeta frowned at his exaggerated reaction. "Why are you making such a fuss?"
"I got married. Is that so strange?"
"No, no, not at all!" Tarble waved his hands.
He hadn't secured his meal ticket for life yet, so he didn't dare provoke this wife-protecting man.
"Come with me," Vegeta ordered, then shot into the sky.
However,
before he could even start flying toward West City, he suddenly stopped and descended back to the ground.
Tarble knew why he had stopped. Trunks was coming over with Bulma.
He had sensed two auras flying rapidly toward them.
On Earth, there were few people with such powerful auras. What's more, both auras had the distinctive qualities of Saiyans.
Who else could they be besides Trunks and Son Goten?
Still, although he knew the answer, Tarble pretended not to understand and asked, "Big brother, weren't we going to find my sister-in-law?"
"Why did you stop?"
A hint of helplessness flashed in Vegeta's eyes. "They're already on their way here."
"Tarble, while you have the chance, calm your mind and use the energy inside you to sense the powerful individuals in your surroundings."
"Trunks—your nephew—is flying here with your sister-in-law."
"Give it a try. See if you can sense Trunks's aura!"
Hearing this, Tarble felt Vegeta's concern for him and promptly replied, "All right, I'll give it a try."
As he spoke, he slowly closed his eyes and began pretending to make the attempt.
Seeing him, Rix also closed his eyes and tried.
Vegeta and the others quickly suppressed their auras so they wouldn't disturb the two.
Curiosity and anticipation showed in everyone's eyes. They all wanted to see whether Tarble's talent was as extraordinary as they suspected.
Vegeta was the most eager of them all.
He genuinely hoped Tarble's talent would surpass Son Goku's. If it did, there might be a chance to overtake him.
Although he desperately wanted to be the one to surpass Son Goku, he had been unable to match him all these years.
A few years earlier, when he fought the original Majin Buu in the World of the Kais, he had willingly admitted that Son Goku was the strongest Saiyan.
Though he had been reluctant to accept it, the facts were right in front of him. He had no choice but to admit the truth.
So many years had passed. Even though he had trained hard and longed to surpass Son Goku, he knew his chances were slim.
But now, seeing Tarble's talent, he had glimpsed hope.
Saiyan warriors with royal blood had always been naturally stronger than ordinary Saiyan warriors.
However, Son Goku's appearance had shattered that rule.
Vegeta had always wanted to prove himself better than Son Goku. It wasn't only because he personally wanted to win; he also wanted to prove that Royal Saiyan warriors were the strongest.
Unfortunately, despite training desperately to catch up for all these years, he had never won a single time.
That was why he had never brought up the idea of restoring the Royal Saiyans' reputation.
It would be embarrassing to make such a claim when he couldn't even do it himself.
As Vegeta waited expectantly, he stared intently at Tarble, his hands unconsciously clenching into fists.
Tarble had no idea Vegeta was acting that way. The moment he sensed the two rapidly approaching auras nearby, he abruptly opened his eyes.
Under Vegeta's eager gaze, he deliberately exclaimed, "Big brother, I think I've mastered the technique of sensing auras!"
As he spoke, he raised a hand and pointed in two directions, toward the paths Trunks and Son Goten were taking.
"There are two incredibly powerful individuals coming toward us at high speed from those directions."
"Am I right, big brother?"
At his words, all the Z Fighters present looked surprised.
Tarble had pointed in the right directions.
Piccolo privately marveled at Tarble's incredible talent. He might even be more gifted than Son Gohan.
At that moment, Vegeta was both surprised and delighted.
To master two aura techniques in such a short time—his talent might be even greater than Vegeta's.
At the same time, Vegeta's long-held suspicion was reinforced:
The traditional Saiyan method of judging talent was wrong.
If Tarble had known what he was thinking, he would have disagreed. The method of judging talent wasn't wrong, but it wasn't entirely right either.
At last, a smile appeared on Vegeta's usually cold face. "Congratulations, Tarble. You've mastered the technique of sensing auras."
"Looks like Father was wrong to send you to a remote planet all those years ago."
"Train hard from now on. You're already stronger than Father was, but you still have a long way to go."
"Work hard to become a Super Saiyan. The road ahead is long!"
At these words, Piccolo and the others all looked surprised.
They couldn't imagine Vegeta saying something like that.
And it wasn't just them—even Tarble was a little surprised.
Still, he nodded with utmost seriousness. "Yeah, I know!"
"My first goal is to become a Super Saiyan!"
"If you can do it, big brother, then I can definitely do it too!"
Vegeta was pleased. He gave a firm nod.
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