Life Planet

Broly erupted with power for a moment before falling back into a deep sleep, and the man clutching Wang Yang's calf also drifted into a muddled slumber, though his hand remained locked firmly onto Wang Yang's leg.

Wang Yang's frail body was exhausted after everything that had happened today. Yet, he dared not sleep, terrified that if he suddenly drifted off and accidentally lost his grip on Broly, what would happen then?

Is this the energy shield Broly relies on to survive in space? Wang Yang's curiosity surged; his small hand touched the inner wall of the energy shield, which felt as smooth as glass.

Suddenly, a look of covetousness appeared on Wang Yang's face. He pressed his hand and foot against the shield, eventually even pressing his face against it to sense it carefully.

If he could learn this technique, he would be able to roam the universe at will in the future.

Drifting through space, with no way to track the passage of time, Wang Yang eventually reached his limit. He tore Paragus's cloak into strips, twisted them into a rope, and tied himself to Broly's hand. Still feeling uneasy, he wrapped his little tail around them as well before finally sinking into a deep sleep.

Waking and sleeping, over and over again, Wang Yang grew so hungry his chest pressed against his spine; his stomach roared incessantly, and stars danced before his eyes.

After such a long time drifting, the man's injuries had improved thanks to his Saiyan physiology, and he had since switched to clutching Broly's calf instead.

"Are we really going to starve to death in space?" the man cried out in despair.

"Just endure a little longer. There is life ahead; we will have something to eat soon," Wang Yang said weakly. He hadn't been idle these past few days; he had been studying ki.

Sensing his own ki, sensing Broly's ki, and sensing Paragus's ki.

Ki was a general term—simply put, it was energy, and everyone possessed it. When he sensed ki, he would first calm his mind, then close his eyes to perceive the ki of the two Brolys, and finally extend his reach into the distance.

Strangely enough, ever since he was born, he felt his comprehension had become extraordinary; the knowledge in his mind had been thoroughly mastered, and he had even begun to expand upon it.

At this moment, in his perception, there was a vast amount of faint ki ahead. At the speed the energy shield was traveling, they would arrive very soon.

"Kafra, you had better not be lying to me." Paragus was somewhat suspicious. To be able to sense this—since when did Saiyans have such an ability?

"Don't worry, Uncle Paragus, there is definitely a life-bearing planet ahead." Wang Yang spoke with absolute certainty. Through his chats with the man over the past few days, he had learned quite a bit; this man was Broly's father. Upon learning this, Wang Yang didn't know what to say other than to lament that this guy was clearly not destined to die yet.

A day later, a blue-green planet came into view, and Wang Yang inside the energy shield immediately perked up.

"A planet, it's a planet, a planet with life." Paragus was so moved that tears welled up in his eyes.

"Kafra, you little brat, you really have talent." Paragus turned to look at Wang Yang, exclaiming in wonder. To be able to tell if there was life ahead—this little guy was truly remarkable.

A green streak of light cut through the sky and entered the atmosphere, and the temperature inside the energy shield began to rise.

The sleeping Broly opened his eyes and let out a roar. The speed decreased, and he landed steadily on the ground with the other two.

As the three landed, the green energy shield vanished in an instant.

"Uncle Paragus, hurry and go get some food; we're all about to starve to death." Wang Yang ordered Paragus around without a shred of psychological burden.

"Hmph, wait here for me a moment." Paragus nodded, dragging his exhausted body as he gathered his ki and flew off into the distance. In his eyes, even if Wang Yang spoke with clear logic, he was still just the same size as Broly.

"Good brother, you're really something else. It wasn't in vain that I went to such lengths to save your life." Wang Yang chuckled and patted Broly on the shoulder.

"Hehe!" Broly looked at Wang Yang blankly, and seeing his bright smile, he couldn't help but reveal a pure, innocent smile of his own.

Just then, a black dot in the sky grew larger and larger. Paragus flew back carrying a giant scaled beast, hovering in mid-air, looking so weak and listless that it seemed as if the weight of a single straw would cause him to collapse.

"Huff! Huff! I'm exhausted." Paragus dropped the giant beast and sat on the ground, gasping for air.

Having not eaten for many days, the already exhausted Paragus had nearly failed to hold onto the beast.

The giant scaled beast was as large as a house and looked somewhat like a dinosaur. There was a basin-sized wound on its head, the edges of which were pitch black, and a smell of charred flesh wafted from it.

"Hurry, hurry, don't just sit there; we're all about to starve to death." Wang Yang urged Paragus, who was on the ground, to get up and get to work. In any case, adult Saiyans in this phase weren't exactly good people, so there was no need to be polite to him, let alone this ambitious Paragus from the original story.

"You detestable little brat!" Paragus was furious. He hadn't even finished resting and was already being told to work. Once he was full and satisfied, he would show him how to behave.

Paragus finally finished chopping the wood, arranged it into a cone shape, pierced it through the beast's body, and was just about to light it. At that moment, a ki blast streaked past from the side, striking the top of the wood.

Paragus instinctively looked to the side.

"Uncle Paragus, I see you running around so hard, and I feel bad just watching, so I thought I'd give you a hand," Wang Yang said with a grin.

"You hateful little brat, you almost hit me!" The starving Paragus felt his rage boil over.

Broly stared blankly at his father, not understanding why he was angry.

The more Paragus looked at Wang Yang, the more displeasing he found him; he was nowhere near as quiet and cute as his own child, Broly.

Night fell, and the three of them sat clutching large chunks of meat, gnawing away.

It was simple roasted meat, without a single seasoning, but to Wang Yang, it tasted like the finest food in the world. Ignoring whether his infant digestive system was fully developed, he began to eat in large mouthfuls.

"So good!"

Once full, Wang Yang lay on the ground and groaned in satisfaction.

"Kid, get up." Paragus twisted his neck, cracked his knuckles, and looked down at Wang Yang on the ground.

"What for?" Wang Yang's body floated up until he was eye-level with Paragus.

"What for? You disrespectful little brat, I'm going to teach you what it means to respect your elders." Paragus sneered, reaching out with his thick arm to grab Wang Yang.

"Let's talk this out, no need to get physical." Wang Yang used his ki to quickly dodge the large hand. In his perception, Paragus's ki was nowhere near his own; although his physical body was weak and he couldn't beat him, he could 'see' Paragus's movements with perfect clarity, making it easy to dodge.

Paragus looked at Wang Yang dodging with surprise, then, feeling ashamed and angry, he flew up and swiped at Wang Yang with hands moving like phantoms.

To be unable to subdue even this tiny infant made him lose all face.

Wang Yang's small body darted back and forth, up and down, dodging every time just before he could be caught.