Forming His Own Saiyan Squad!

"Heh heh heh heh..."

"Well, if it isn't King Vegeta?"

"It's been a long time!"

Frieza's classic opening line.

King Vegeta furrowed his brow. He felt an inexplicable distaste for Frieza, and his own ambitions only made him more displeased.

But this wasn't the time to turn against him.

King Vegeta still acted with the utmost respect.

"Greetings, King Frieza!"

Frieza didn't reply. He merely glanced around at the so-called Elite Warriors among the Saiyans. Almost all of them had battle powers close to ten thousand.

If they could truly become part of the Frieza Force, its military strength would increase tremendously!

When Frieza didn't respond,

King Vegeta's face turned ashen.

At that moment, Zarbon stepped forward and said, "On our way here, we happened to run into a wandering Saiyan. King Frieza thought highly of him and plans to give him proper training!"

"Besides, the Saiyans have remained outside the Frieza Force all this time. We've come not only to take a look around, but also to form a Saiyan squad!"

"To truly integrate the Saiyans into the Frieza Force."

"If there's anyone who looks promising, recommend them all!"

Then Zarbon motioned for Mu Chuan to step forward.

Mu Chuan wasn't timid. He stepped forward without hesitation. His savage aura and the tail swaying behind him made an impression.

The many Saiyans present immediately recognized who he was.

He was undoubtedly a pure-blooded Saiyan.

They didn't know why he was wandering, but since he had caught Frieza's eye, he definitely wasn't one of their people.

No matter how unwilling King Vegeta was, he had no choice but to agree.

"We naturally wouldn't dare disobey King Frieza's order. But please give us some time. We'd like to recommend even better Saiyans to him!"

"Then do it as soon as you can. I don't mind!"

Zarbon said nonchalantly.

In truth, they were mostly there to provoke the Saiyans. If the Saiyans couldn't stand it and rebelled, they'd have a perfect excuse to destroy Planet Vegeta.

Of course...

If it wasn't necessary, the Saiyans could still be used as mercenaries.

After taking their leave of Frieza,

King Vegeta and the other Elite Saiyan Warriors gathered together. Everyone fell silent. None of them had expected Frieza to be so aggressive,

or to make such an impossible-to-refuse demand!

At the time, they had nearly exploded in anger!

In the silent hall, one Saiyan was the first to break the silence.

"What should we do? Are we really going to hand our people over to Frieza?"

"Why don't we rebel right now?"

"No, the time isn't right yet. We should wait until he's completely off guard, then truly turn against him!"

King Vegeta flatly rejected their suggestions. In his view, the time wasn't right. Frieza and his men were already somewhat wary of them.

They had only just landed and hadn't let their guard down yet. If the Saiyans struck now, they'd have a high chance of failure!

So King Vegeta decided...

to hand the imprisoned criminals over to Frieza.

"That wandering Saiyan wants to form his own combat squad, doesn't he? Then give him all the criminals."

"They're a bunch of incorrigible, vicious brutes, and they're all Low-Class Warriors!"

"There are hardly any Mid-Class Warriors among them. Keeping them locked up just wastes food, and they're all impossible to control anyway. We might as well let him deal with them!"

King Vegeta's decision left every Saiyan present stunned. They had never imagined he would make such a choice.

For a moment, they couldn't tell whether it was a good thing or a bad one.

The next second, another Saiyan said, "Won't that be helping evil flourish? If we let those wicked Saiyans out, they might turn on us. Wouldn't that be a disaster?"

King Vegeta scoffed.

"They're just a bunch of Low-Class Warriors. Sure, they have Saiyan blood, but they're all worthless specimens on the verge of being discarded."

"They're too useless even to serve as cannon fodder. So what if we give them to him?"

His words silenced all the Saiyans present. They still had some reservations, but this was already the best outcome they could hope for.

When Mu Chuan was told he could choose some people, he already had a feeling about what was coming.

Frieza was so domineering that he'd simply issued an order without giving anyone a chance to discuss it. That alone had made King Vegeta lose face!

He was the king of an entire race, after all!

Now he was being humiliated like this. The Saiyans Frieza gave him probably wouldn't be much good!

When the Saiyan escorting him led him to the prison, Mu Chuan immediately understood. This was probably going to be the foundation of his squad.

"Just as I thought..."

"King Vegeta would never be that generous. They're probably all vicious brutes, and every one of them is a Low-Class Warrior!"

He wasn't surprised, and he didn't think there was anything wrong with it, either!

Although the Saiyans were supposedly a warrior race, their genes and battle power determined whether they were Elite, Mid-Class, or Low-Class Warriors from birth,

that classification wasn't accurate.

They could also grow stronger through training. Most Saiyans simply had no idea how much power lay within them.

They were completely wasting their own excellent bloodline!

Under his leadership, every Low-Class Warrior could surpass the Elite Warriors and even become a race feared throughout the universe.

At that moment,

he was already looking forward to it.

Bang!

The prison gates opened. The Saiyan who had brought Mu Chuan there said coldly, "You can choose any of the Saiyans in here. If you can tame them all, you can take every last one of them with you!"

Without another word, he turned and left.

Mu Chuan didn't mind his attitude.

It wasn't as if he had any reason to be friendly.

Mu Chuan was now on the side of the Frieza Force. That alone was enough to make him an enemy, and with his status, he was practically a traitor.

Who would treat him kindly?

But he didn't care. Planet Vegeta would probably be destroyed before long. With King Bejita's personality, he'd never be able to tolerate this.

It wouldn't be long...

before they rebelled!

Only then would he truly feel the pressure Frieza brought to bear.

That was the power of the true Emperor of the Universe!

Mu Chuan now turned his gaze toward the prison. The moment its gates swung open, all the criminals inside were overjoyed. Their eyes gleamed with thick, murderous intent.

Wave after wave of powerful battle power surged out.

A savage aura swept over him!