The Tragic Tower's Earnest Heir

Trunks felt deeply aggrieved; every time he arrived, he was beaten, and every single time, it was by his own father!

The crux of the matter was that it wasn't that he didn't dare to fight back, but that he truly couldn't win!

For three years, Trunks had fought hard against the Androids, and his current combat power was only 290 million. Facing Vegeta, who possessed 600 million in combat power, the outcome was an absolute thrashing.

"Oh ho ho ho~!"

"Vegeta, aren't you even a little curious about who this person you're beating up is?"

Creak~ Creak~

With that unique background music and that wretched, mocking laugh, there wasn't a second person in all 12 universes who could be mistaken for Frieza.

Vegeta wore a look of haughty arrogance; being unable to beat Frieza was one thing, but a Prince's attitude had to be maintained at all times.

"Who else could he be? Since his name isn't real, looking at this hair color, I can't think of anyone else who would have it besides my son!"

To be honest, Vegeta was quite dissatisfied with the fact that Bulma's genes had changed their offspring's hair color!

As for the Androids, let them run; they weren't anything impressive anyway. As long as they didn't come to provoke him, he couldn't be bothered to pay them any mind.

It was mainly because he couldn't stand the look of Conan—er, Trunks's—hair color that he had slapped him to the ground in the first place.

Trunks wanted to cry but had no tears; he could endure being beaten because he was his father, but why did he have to spit on his face too!

"Vegeta!! How dare you hit my son! I'll fight you to the death!"

Even though Bulma already had a child, she hadn't changed her explosive temper one bit.

She suddenly tossed the cumbersome Baby Trunks aside and charged straight at Vegeta.

This scene made Vegeta's heart skip a beat!

Trunks was his son, yes, but that was from the future, not the present!

No matter how much he disliked Baby Trunks, he was still his son!

Whoosh~

Vegeta rushed off to save his son~~

Slap~

Bulma landed a slap right on the face of the Trunks who had just climbed back up, leaving him completely stunned on the spot!

His mother had actually hit him?!

On the same day, within a span of less than 30 seconds, they had subjected him to a mixed-gender tag-team beating!

He felt wronged and wanted to cry!

"Waaahhh~~~!"

Baby Trunks cried for him; having been tossed by his mother and held upside down by one leg by his own father, he had every reason to cry.

"Bulma, this is our real son! That big one is from the future, what the hell are you getting so worked up about!"

Holding a lump of flesh—no, a Trunks—in one hand, Vegeta walked over to Bulma and the older Trunks, roaring angrily at her.

Baby Trunks didn't care what was happening; he only knew he was sad and needed to vent.

Shoo~~

A thin stream of water descended from the sky, landing with pinpoint accuracy on the older Trunks's face, quickly washing away the spit.

This time, even Frieza couldn't bear to watch; this Trunks was truly pitiful, being bullied to the point of wretchedness every time he showed up.

The first time was fine—that was just a lack of strength, getting beaten until he couldn't take care of himself by him and Vegeta.

But this second time, he had been slapped by his father and mother in succession, and then he had peed all over his own face!

Er~

Why did that feel so strange?

As he thought about it, Frieza grew angry.

Damn it, so you can pee, you have a little "boy's toy," you think you're so great!

Are you bullying me because I don't have one?!

Roar~~!!

Frieza was very angry; he needed to vent.

He scanned the scene, and only Vegeta looked like he could take a beating.

Vegeta felt his heart tremble under Frieza's gaze; it was obvious Frieza was up to no good!

"Frie~~!"

Thud!

Vegeta was sent flying by a side kick from Frieza.

Fortunately, Vegeta had let go of Baby Trunks just before being kicked, and fortunately, the older Trunks didn't mind his own urine and caught Baby Trunks in time, otherwise, the baby would have disappeared from everyone's sight just like Vegeta.

Bulma was shocked: "Frieza, what are you doing!! Why are you kicking my man!!"

"Trunks, hurry! Quickly, take me to your father!"

Baby Trunks looked at Future Trunks, and Future Trunks looked at Baby Trunks; finally, Future Trunks realized that Bulma was calling him.

Future Trunks was very reluctant, but he was indeed worried about his father.

Glaring fiercely at Frieza, Future Trunks grabbed himself with one hand and Bulma with the other, speeding off in the direction where Vegeta had disappeared.

Krillin, Tien Shinhan, Piccolo, and Gohan watched what was happening before them, wondering in their hearts: were they here to deal with the Androids, or were they being dealt with by the Androids?

Piccolo was the first to react, saying to the group, "The Androids fled in the same direction as Vegeta. We must follow them quickly; we can't let them suffer if a fight breaks out!"

Krillin also came to his senses and exclaimed, "And Bulma! If she runs into the Androids, something is bound to happen!"

Tien Shinhan added, "Krillin, you should worry more about the two of us. Bulma has two Super Saiyans protecting her, but we have no one, and our combat power is low!"

Gohan, with his strong protective instinct, said, "It's fine, if you can't win, run first. I'll have Uncle Piccolo bring up the rear!"

Piccolo: "..."

Ugh~~

Frieza watched the group leave, especially Krillin and Tien Shinhan, and couldn't help but feel a sense of: The wind blows cold, the river is chilled; the hero goes forth, never to return!

If he hadn't transmigrated into the body of Frieza, and had instead become any one of those Earthlings like Krillin, what would the situation be like without a system?

Thinking about it this way, it seemed that becoming Frieza and losing certain pleasures wasn't entirely unacceptable!

Sigh, I might as well go and take a look. If nothing goes wrong, Android 16, 17, and 18 should be appearing soon. Even Android 19 and 20 have become so much stronger; heaven knows what those Androids will be like.

Right, Cell came from the future, so his combat power shouldn't have any unexpected changes, otherwise, I'll have to use Star Transformation.

As for Gohan, he can go cool off on the sidelines; he's the type who gets cocky the moment he has a little strength, and in the end, he even got his own father killed.

What a bastard!

In his past life, when Frieza watched Dragon Ball, the thing that angered him most was Gohan getting his own father killed. Even though he was Frieza now, he wouldn't act as a blatant villain.

Villains never have a good ending. Only by being someone who walks the line between good and evil—the kind who operates in the shadows where no one notices—could one be the most comfortable and free.

Sensing the location of Android 20's energy, Frieza vanished from the spot with a teleportation.

Because of Future Trunks, Dr. Gero had already returned to the base by this time. When Frieza appeared, he had already opened the stasis pods of Android 17 and Android 18.

Frieza lowered his energy signature to the minimum, not alerting Dr. Gero and the others. After taking a glance at 17 and 18, he headed directly toward the deeper parts of the underground.

Android 17, a seventeen-year-old youth, handsome and dashing with a cool, arrogant expression. Energy level: 900 million!

Android 18, the twin sister of 17, born slightly earlier than him, making her his older sister.

18 had light blonde hair, her small face as smooth as silk without a single blemish, and her figure was also excellent.

It wasn't particularly grand, but it appeared perfectly suited to be held.

Energy level: 800 million!

Looking at the shattered incubation pod before him, Frieza knew that things had taken another unknown turn!

Because, on the ground, he saw a hole about 30 centimeters in diameter, which perfectly matched the current size of a certain creature from the future!