Frieza's face, terrifying enough to scare children into silence, suddenly appeared beside Husu. Husu jumped in fright, and their battle ended prematurely.
"Oh-ho-ho-ho~~ Husu, you're in high spirits. Are you trying to enjoy every last second before you die?"
Husu wouldn't dare show Frieza any disrespect. The man could destroy a planet on a whim!
"Xiao Die, go outside for a bit. I have something to discuss with this esteemed guest!"
Husu got dressed as quickly as he could. Xiao Die looked thoroughly unsatisfied, but Frieza's appearance was so frightening that all she could do was grab the blanket and run outside.
"May I ask what brings King Frieza here so late at night? Is there anything I can do for you?"
A few months ago, they'd just seen off two troublemaking Saiyans, and now King Frieza had come too. Why was Planet Yardrat so unlucky?
Whenever Husu thought about the damage Son Goku and Vegeta had caused in their fight, it made him sick!
Sure, nobody lived in those areas, but they'd still left a huge dent in what had been a perfectly good oval-shaped planet!
If the people on the planet hadn't desperately searched for materials to patch it up, the whole thing would have exploded sooner or later!
"Do you know how much I hate being deceived? What's the story with Vegeta's Shift?"
Huh?
Husu remembered explaining it already!
Oh, well. If King Frieza wanted him to explain it again, he would.
"Allow me to explain, Lord Frieza. It all began a year ago. The sky was clear that day, and Xiao Die and I~~~"
Frieza's crimson eyes swept over him. Two bottomless pits appeared beside Husu. Who knew whether they'd damaged the planet's core?
But Husu had no time to worry about that. He was so terrified that two of his three souls and six of his seven spirits had fled his body, and he dropped straight to his knees!
Husu really was the strongest person on Planet Yardrat, but his battle power was still only 80,000. How could he possibly compare with someone like Frieza?
"L-L-Lord Frieza, wh-what did I say wrong?"
After a great deal of effort, Husu finally managed to gather up the souls that fear had driven out of him. Trembling, he asked the all-important question.
"The second thing I hate most is people who talk too much!"
Frieza didn't care what Husu and Xiao Die had been doing. Even if they'd just been in the middle of a passionate bout, he would have been utterly unmoved—in fact, he might even have found it disgusting!
The main reason was that he, Frieza, couldn't do that!!
It was a wound, a deep and painful wound that he could never come to terms with!
Damn truck! You could've hit anyone, so why'd you have to come after me?
"Just tell me about Shift!"
Husu didn't dare play any tricks now. He'd planned to put on a pitiful act, hoping King Frieza might feel like teaching Vegeta and Son Goku a lesson.
But now he didn't dare. As long as he didn't offend this even more terrifying big shot, he'd count himself lucky that the mugwort Xiao Die had just burned was working.
"Shift is actually a variant of Instant Transmission. It can't send you over long distances, but it lets you shift back and forth within your field of vision!"
"Compared with Instant Transmission, Shift is better suited for use in battle! In all these millions of years, only a handful of people have understood Shift from Instant Transmission!"
"But everyone who's mastered Shift has stood out in their generation. They can fight and kill opponents far stronger than themselves without any problem!"
Husu finished explaining and watched King Frieza cautiously, his little eyes full of pleading.
Frieza felt uncomfortable under his gaze, but he didn't beat him. He just looked extremely grim!
"So you're saying Vegeta has more talent than I do?"
When an ordinary man flew into a rage, blood might spill five paces away!
When a great king flew into a rage, space itself nearly shattered!
Husu stared at the vanished house and curled into a ball in terror.
What terrible luck! He'd only just bought the house, and now it was gone!
"L-Lord Frieza, please calm down! I'm your servant—no, your slave—uh, that's not what I meant! In any case, your talent is absolutely the greatest in the universe. You just hadn't thought in that direction at the time!"
Oh?
Frieza thought it over. That did seem to be the case. Influenced by the original story, he'd focused entirely on learning Instant Transmission and hadn't considered any other direction.
The key point was that he'd learned Instant Transmission too quickly. Husu had only just explained the principle, and he'd already mastered it. Who the hell would bother pondering anything else?
"Explain the idea behind Shift!"
But Husu couldn't do that.
"I can't, Lord Frieza! Everyone who understands Shift has their own unique way of thinking about it. Outsiders simply can't put it into words!"
Hmm, that sounded very profound.
So Frieza carefully recalled how Instant Transmission worked.
Then~
Frieza appeared some distance away, then appeared somewhere else.
After shifting around a dozen times, Frieza shifted back.
He thought about it carefully.
Hey!
This was damn strange. He couldn't describe how Shift worked at all. It seemed Husu really hadn't been lying.
Frieza felt better. At least this proved that his talent was greater than Vegeta's. He'd understood it instantly, while Vegeta had taken several months.
"Tell me, are there any other skills that work like that?"
As long as a skill was powerful enough to blow people away, Frieza wouldn't let it pass him by!
Husu thought carefully. There had been too many brilliant talents over the long ages, but after using up plenty of brain cells, he finally thought of a variant skill.
"Neural disorder!"
Smack~
This time, Husu wasn't spared. He successfully enraged Frieza, who swept him away with his tail.
"You bastard, if you're looking to die, I'll grant your wish! If there is one, say there is one; if there isn't, say there isn't. How dare you insult me!"
Of course, Frieza hadn't actually hit him with all his strength.
Though his blood was colder than anyone could say, he was still a cold-blooded creature with a human soul. At the very least, he couldn't bring himself to betray his teacher.
He didn't care about wiping out his ancestors. He didn't think the Frost Demon Race had any family affection to speak of.
But one person was a little different. In the story, Cooler had gone after Son Goku on his behalf, only to meet the same fate as Frieza. That had moved Frieza a little.
As for King Cold, who'd planned to take Future Trunks as his son right after Frieza died, he didn't figure into Frieza's emotional world.
After a long while, Husu came running back, trembling and shouting.
"Lord Frieza! I'm just a humble man—your humble slave—uh, Neural disorder wasn't about you! I meant that you're a lunatic!"
Smack~
Husu flew a long way again.
Frieza knew Husu had simply gotten his words mixed up for a moment, but that didn't excuse him insulting Frieza.
Whoosh~
Frieza vanished from the spot, mainly because Husu seemed too exhausted to run back again.
Looking at Husu, who'd lost three teeth, Frieza spoke in a sinister voice.
"You'd better think carefully before you speak. I don't want to kill you, but my patience is limited!"
Husu was missing a few teeth now, so he had a bit of a lisp. But this time, he really had thought it through. He did his best to speak clearly.
"Deep Well Technique, a tehnique for strengthening your body. It lets you...understand...Instant Transmission!"
Frieza was utterly baffled. What the hell was that supposed to mean?
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