Rebirth on Planet Vegeta

Waa! Waa! Waa!

"So noisy! Yelling non-stop first thing in the morning, can't a guy get any sleep?" Wang Yang frowned, opening his eyes impatiently.

Hm? Where is this?

Wang Yang was instantly stunned. He saw a room filled with technology, walls made of alloy, and many instruments that looked profound and complex.

He was lying on a soft little bed, the top covered by a transparent glass dome. Staying inside didn't feel stifling at all; instead, there was a warm, comfortable sensation.

Wang Yang subconsciously reached out to touch the glass above.

"This... this... this... what is going on? Why have my hands become so small?" Wang Yang suddenly realized his hands had become tiny, as fair and delicate as a newborn's.

"What's happened to me? Did I just wake up like this after a nap? Am I dreaming? Kidnapped? An experiment? Reborn?" Wang Yang pinched his thigh hard, and a sharp pain immediately followed, his heart sinking to rock bottom.

It's over, this isn't a dream!

The sudden turn of events left him feeling anxious and uneasy. Trapped inside the glass dome, he had no idea what he would face next.

Just then, a man appeared beside the small bed. He was tall with bulging muscles, clearly brimming with power. He wore a lens over his left eye and strange clothing Wang Yang had never seen before—something like a combat suit from an anime—and a tail was moving flexibly behind his back.

A tail?

Wang Yang's eyes widened. He hurriedly reached out to grope, immediately touching an unfamiliar tail.

"What's the situation? Could it be?" Wang Yang's eyes went wide.

"This is Bardock's child. Let me check the combat power. What? Only 2?" The man pressed a button on his scouter, looking surprised after seeing the child's power level.

"Bardock's kids are getting worse and worse," he muttered, walking to the bed next to Wang Yang's and pressing his scouter again.

A moment later, he was trembling all over, his face unable to hide his surprise.

"Combat power, 10,000? Paragus's son has a combat power of 10,000? My god, this power level is even higher than Prince Vegeta's was back then."

"He will definitely become the legendary Super Saiyan, defeat Frieza, and lead us to conquer the entire universe." Thinking of the future, he trembled with excitement.

"Let me see the combat power of you little guy, I hope you don't disappoint me." At this moment, he walked to the head of Wang Yang's bed.

"Combat power 5,001, not bad either." Having just seen the 10,000 power level next door, he wasn't as shocked by Wang Yang's reading. Although it was the second-highest newborn combat power he had ever seen in his life, he was still pleased.

This combat power, higher than even the high-class elites, meant that while he wasn't as strong as the other child, his future was still limitless.

"What is this guy babbling about? It's so frustrating not being able to understand him." Wang Yang's gaze remained fixed on him. Watching the man's erratic behavior, his own heart was pounding.

"The little guy is quite spirited. Your two little friends are fast asleep, yet you're looking all around." The man leaned over to look at Wang Yang, a faint smile on his face.

Seeing that he seemed quite friendly, Wang Yang also revealed a slight smile.

The two locked eyes for a moment before the man left in high spirits to report his findings to King Vegeta.

"I must have been reborn here. I don't know what the situation is or when the planet will be destroyed." Wang Yang vaguely understood his environment, but he still wasn't sure of the exact timing. It was a pity that if he had understood the man's words, he would have known his current situation.

Huh? There is strange knowledge in my mind.

Wang Yang suddenly discovered that some unfamiliar memories had appeared in his mind.

Universal language, energy blasts, artificial moons, flight techniques...

This was technology developed by the scientists of Planet Vegeta, transmitting basic knowledge via electrical waves.

'So everyone has ki. As long as one can control their own ki, those techniques can be used with ease.'

Following the knowledge in his mind, Wang Yang closed his eyes and immediately sensed the vast, overflowing power within his body.

With a combat power as high as 5,000, his entire body was filled with this energy; there was no need for enlightenment, he could just use it.

Wang Yang spread his tiny, delicate hand, and a bright silver light immediately emerged. A moment later, two solid-looking little light orbs appeared in each hand. As his fingers moved, the little orbs spun nimbly in his palms.

"This seems quite simple!"

A smile appeared on the corner of Wang Yang's mouth. Inside the narrow, enclosed bed pod, his body broke free from gravity and floated gently upward.

An infant is naturally fragile, and after playing for a while, sleepiness washed over Wang Yang, and he drifted into a deep slumber.

Not long after he fell asleep, someone entered and carried away the infant with a combat power of 2.

As a low-class warrior among low-class warriors, an infant with such low potential had no value for cultivation and was simply thrown onto another low-level planet to be wiped out.

'Haha, my son has a combat power of 10,000! He will definitely become the strongest Saiyan in the future.' Paragus had just learned of his son's combat power and was incredibly excited.

'Paragus, we've been brothers for many years, so I'm warning you: King Vegeta wants to kill your son.'

A message suddenly arrived from a good brother in the guard unit. Paragus felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over his head. Terrified, he ran toward the royal palace without a second thought.

"Your Majesty, are you planning to kill my child?" Paragus burst into the palace and loudly questioned King Vegeta.

"Show no disrespect to His Majesty." Two guards immediately stepped forward, restraining him from both sides.

"Broly's combat power is even higher than my own child's. He is an unstable factor and must be eliminated," King Vegeta said coldly. He didn't bother with pleasantries; Saiyans spoke through strength.

"Your Majesty, I beg you to spare Broly! He has such high combat power just after being born; I will definitely train him into the most excellent warrior to serve you. He will even assist Prince Vegeta. Please, Your Majesty, spare his life!" Paragus fell to his knees with a thud. A son with such high combat power was his only hope; he would never be able to father another son with 10,000 combat power.

"Your son must die. Since you love him so much, you can die with him." King Vegeta stepped in front of Paragus and condensed an energy blast in his right hand, blasting Paragus away.

"Ah!"

Waa! Waa!

A loud cry rang out, jolting Wang Yang awake. Seeing the scene before him, his eyes widened in shock, his face etched with horror.

Two cold-faced men stood before the incubation pod. One of them, bearing a cross-shaped scar on his face, grabbed the infant beside him by his tiny foot, hoisted him into the air, and immediately plunged a sharp dagger straight into the baby's chest.

What the hell!

This scene? Is he Broly?

A bolt of lightning flashed through his mind.

Frieza is coming, and the planet is about to explode.

Wang Yang's face turned deathly pale with terror; he never imagined that he had arrived just moments before the planet's destruction.