Effects After Transformation

Reke floated in the air, his face etched with exhaustion as he retracted the senses he had just used to scan the surrounding ten thousand miles.

He let out a wry smile. "That was truly terrifying! A thousand-mile radius completely wiped out. I was careless; I didn't dodge."

The lingering scent of blood in the air continued to assault Reke's sense of smell and nerves.

"I really shouldn't have held onto any wishful thinking. The idea that any transmigrator can keep their sanity is a lie told to ghosts. Should I?" As Reke spoke, his gaze slowly drifted to the tail behind him, his expression indecisive.

Yes, Reke did not wrap his tail around his waist like other Saiyans; instead, he let it sway in the wind just like Kakarot.

Over the past five years, he had overcome the weakness of the tail, finding that it could actually serve as an offensive tool.

He was truly unwilling to give it up; the form of Super Saiyan 4 held a status in his heart equal to that of Super Saiyan 1.

Although he did not know if this world possessed the so-called Great Ape Super Saiyan transformation, he was willing to try.

Unfortunately, his current bloodline as a low-class warrior weighed heavily upon him.

The fact that he lost consciousness upon transforming into a Great Ape stung him deeply, leaving him unsure if he should persist.

In the end, he still couldn't bring himself to strike at his own tail.

However, he had already made a decision in his heart.

Until he learned a way to maintain his consciousness, he would never appear on a night with a full moon again.

"Should I just go and destroy the moon?" Before long, a strange thought popped into Reke's mind.

He felt that rather than avoiding the full moon, it would be better to simply make the moon disappear to eliminate the root of the problem.

Finally, he shook his head, dismissing the thought. He was not the type of overbearing person who would destroy things for his own convenience without cause.

Feeling sleepiness wash over him, Reke found a large crater and lay down, unconcerned about any beasts approaching.

He knew that after the slaughter of the previous night, no creature would dare approach within a thousand miles for the next few days; the instincts of beasts were far sharper than those of intelligent beings.

While Reke slept soundly, the impact he had caused continued to ferment.

Ten thousand miles away, the Budaso Adventure Team, having endured an uneasy night, gathered together once more with bloodshot eyes.

The group sat in a circle, staring at the roasted meat over the campfire, yet not a single one had the appetite to eat.

A stifling atmosphere permeated the air.

In the end, the leader broke the eerie silence.

"Everyone, speak your minds. Should we continue into the Wilderness Plains?"

After hearing this, the fifth member suppressed his trembling body and was the first to reply: "Leader, I suggest we return immediately and report the situation to the state. This is not just a matter for us; it is a matter of life and death for the entire planet."

The fifth member's words seemed to open the floodgates for everyone else.

"Fifth, aren't you exaggerating a bit?"

"Fifth Brother, be honest, are you joking with us?"

"Leader, I think Fifth is right. Now is not the time for adventure; we must report the situation."

"Fifth Brother, you're being too cowardly."

"Fifth, how are your injuries from yesterday?"

"I don't mind; whatever you all decide is fine."

For a moment, the scene became noisy, with some mocking the fifth member, others concerned for his health, and some agreeing with him.

Seeing the situation, the leader pressed his hands down and said, "How about this: we will split into two groups."

"I will speak for myself first: I intend to head toward the source of yesterday's roar. Those willing to accompany me, stay."

"The rest will return with the fifth member to report."

As soon as he finished speaking, no one made a choice. They all lowered their heads to look at the ground, as if something on the floor had captured their attention.

Seeing that this wasn't working, the leader smoothed his furrowed brow. His tone was no longer as heavy as before; he controlled his voice to sound relaxed. "Don't feel burdened. No matter which side you choose, you are still a member of the Budaso Adventure Team."

"Furthermore, those returning carry a heavier burden. You must ensure the message is delivered back."

"Tell the state to bring a wider-range energy detector, and at the same time, prepare for the possibility that the planet might be destroyed."

The fifth member was the first to commit. He stood up, his voice no longer trembling, and replied firmly: "Leader, rest assured, I will definitely bring the message back."

With that, he stopped waiting for his companions' decisions, turned, and returned to his tent to begin packing his luggage.

"Leader, I'll go with you," the eighth member said.

Her heart was filled with curiosity about yesterday's roar.

"Then I will accompany the fifth member. I wish you all a smooth journey and a safe return," the sixth member said, concerned for the fifth member's health, offering his blessings to the leader's group while making his decision.

The remaining members began to make their choices; those who decided to stay remained still, while those returning went to pack their gear.

Six people remained who decided to continue forward.

They were the leader, the fourth, the seventh, the eighth, little thirteenth, and little fourteenth.

They all looked at the leader, waiting for his command.

"My brothers and sisters, I do not know if this decision is truly the right one."

"But I am not reconciled to this. If I am to die, I must die knowing the truth. I must see exactly what it is that has plunged our planet into such peril."

"The risk of death on the path ahead is one hundred percent. I can only guarantee that if anyone is to die, it will be me first."

"As long as I am alive, I will never let any of you get hurt."

"Let us go and pack our things as well!"

The leader spoke with a heavy expression, his eyes filled with nothing but resolve.

The group split into two parties, exchanged blessings with one another, and then turned to depart.

The two groups gradually moved further apart, each carrying their own purpose.

Reke had slept for a full day and night, and by the next morning, he stretched comfortably.

With a surge of strength from his waist, his body snapped upright.

Rubbing his shriveled stomach, he slowly levitated, scanned his surroundings, and flew toward the direction of a water source.

He did not yet know that a group of intelligent beings was heading his way.

If he had known, he would have jumped into the sky with joy.

He flew at a leisurely pace, observing the destruction he had caused after transforming into a Giant Ape, and the more he saw, the more alarmed he became.

It was indiscriminate destruction; even the grass on the ground had not been spared, having been plowed over time and time again.

He could not fathom why Saiyans possessed such a destructive urge after transforming into a Giant Ape, nor why he could still lose consciousness even with his current battle power of 100,000.

"Whoosh!"

Reke increased his speed, swiftly crossing two thousand li before he finally spotted sporadic signs of life.

Reke hesitated no longer and dove toward a beast.