Misunderstanding

Reke and Lola were flying through the air.

Reke's relaxed and carefree appearance stood in stark contrast to Lola's flushed cheeks.

This was already their third day out, and during this time, Reke had learned Lola's name.

Four-Eyes and the others still hadn't met Reke's requirements, so he had left them behind in the cave; he could no longer wait to enjoy a life of modern technology.

When they left, the one with the best grasp of Qi wasn't Four-Eyes, who had the highest combat power, but Thirteen, the woman with long legs and short arms.

She was already able to hover off the ground, though she couldn't fly very high or control her direction yet.

Bored out of his mind, Reke asked, "Lola, how much further? Can't you pick up the pace? This isn't even as fast as me walking."

Lola shot Reke a glare and flapped her wings with all her might, having no spare energy left to reply to him.

These past three days had been miserable for her; they traveled from before dawn every day, flying all day long.

On top of that, she had to endure Reke's constant nagging.

It was a double blow to both her body and her spirit.

Reke noticed Lola's silent accusation, so he placed his hands behind his head, crossed his legs, and assumed a reclining posture in mid-air.

He also realized that their current speed was indeed far too slow.

"Stop, stop, stop." He called for Lola to halt and said, "Answer my question first."

"At our current speed, it will take about another month," Lola calculated silently in her heart before replying.

"What?"

"Why didn't you say so earlier?" Reke was completely dumbfounded.

He had no intention of spending a whole month leisurely flying with this woman.

"Just point me in the right direction and tell me the distance; I'll carry you," Reke said helplessly.

"In that direction, it's about twenty thousand li."

Reke looked in the direction she pointed, flew in front of her, and grabbed her belt.

"Hummm."

Reke's Qi enveloped and protected Lola.

"Whoosh!"

The two of them vanished into the air.

Their travel speed increased instantly.

Lola was being carried by Reke, still in a daze; their current flight speed was over a hundred times faster than her own, and it was still accelerating.

She didn't even have time to look at the scenery before it was left far behind them.

She obediently curled into a ball, not daring to move a muscle.

An hour later, a black dot appeared ahead.

Out of the corner of her eye, Lola saw an aircraft that they seemed to have overtaken, and it looked very similar to the one belonging to their adventure group.

Ignoring everything else, she hurriedly said, "Wait."

Reke stopped and looked at her in confusion.

"Reke, did we just pass an aircraft? A red and black one?" Lola asked cautiously, afraid she might have been mistaken.

Reke nodded, confirming it.

"That's our adventure group's aircraft. Let's go over; I need to tell them something."

"Fine, we should be close anyway. Let's take the aircraft for the rest of the way," Reke replied indifferently.

"Ah? Does that mean we just crossed nearly twenty thousand li?" Lola covered her small mouth, stunned by Reke once again.

Reke flew back, stopped at the aircraft's window, and waved to greet those inside.

It was a saucer-shaped aircraft, and the pilot inside was startled by Reke.

Lola, held in Reke's hand, also raised her hand and offered them a smile.

The aircraft slowly came to a halt in the air, and the door opened.

With a flicker of his figure, Reke was already inside the aircraft.

He set Lola down, looked around, spotted the kitchen, and walked over.

He left Lola to explain things to her companions.

"Lola, is this stuff okay to eat?"

Reke still didn't help himself immediately, choosing to ask the owner first.

"Eat, eat, eat until you burst," Lola replied weakly.

Through their time together over the past few days, Lola wasn't as nervous around Reke as she had been at the start, and she could even crack little jokes with him.

As expected, Reke didn't pay any mind to what Lola had said.

He picked up a piece of food that looked like a cake and shoved it into his mouth.

"Mmph!" Reke shed tears of happiness.

In no time at all, Reke had polished off a week's worth of their food and collapsed limply onto the sofa.

Lola began to explain the sequence of events to her companions.

They let out exclamations of surprise from time to time.

Fifth, however, was different; ever since Reke had entered the spacecraft, he had been staring at him.

He could sense a feeling of familiarity from Reke, yet he couldn't recall where he had seen him before.

He remained there, brow furrowed in deep thought.

It wasn't until the corner of his eye caught the tail behind Reke.

His entire body began to tremble uncontrollably.

His strange behavior caught Reke's attention, and tilting his head, he said to Lola, "Lola, is this companion of yours having a seizure? Does he have epilepsy?"

Damn, this guy doesn't have some kind of contagious disease, does he? Reke began to worry inwardly.

Truth be told, he wasn't afraid of getting hurt, but he was terrified of these damn illnesses.

He knew full well that even the protagonist of the world, his fellow Saiyan Kakarot, had been taken down by a virus, and that was even after transforming into a Super Saiyan.

If someone with a combat power of hundreds of millions couldn't withstand it, he didn't think he could either.

Thinking of this, he couldn't sit still anymore and stood up.

He shouted at the pilot, "Open the Space Gate, I'm getting out of here!"

"Reke, what's wrong with you?" Lola asked in confusion, walking toward Reke as she spoke.

"Stop, don't come any closer! Damn it, don't pass that virus on to me!" Seeing that the pilot was ignoring him, Reke's expression grew increasingly serious.

Without caring about anything else, he held his breath and smashed through the window, flying straight out.

Only after reaching the outside did he begin to take deep breaths of fresh air.

Seeing Reke break through the window, Lola followed him out, wanting to figure out what exactly had happened.

"Reke, what's wrong?"

"Damn it, you're still asking me what's wrong? Does that four-eared companion of yours have a contagious disease? Are you trying to infect me too?" Reke cursed loudly, his aura beginning to radiate from his body.

"Are you misunderstanding something? My Fifth Brother isn't sick."

"Damn it, you're still trying to lie to me? If he's not sick, why is he shaking all over?"

"He's been staring at me ever since I got on the ship. I didn't want to pay him any mind, but then he started shaking. If that's not being sick, what is?" Reke's argument was logical and well-founded.

Struggling against the pressure of Reke's aura, she said, "Wait here, I'll go ask him what's going on."

Half a moment later, Lola flew out of the spacecraft.

She wore an expression of helpless amusement.

She said slowly, "My Fifth Brother isn't sick. He was trembling because he was scared of you; he was terrified."

However, Reke didn't believe a single punctuation mark of Lola's explanation.

"Bullshit! I didn't leak a shred of my aura, so how could that four-eared nobody have sensed anything?" Reke retorted.

Wasn't that statement questioning his self-control? Bullshit, had he spent five years training for nothing?

If someone of his own level, someone with a combat power of 100,000, had sensed a threat from him, he might believe it, but what was that thing just now?

Reke could blow him away with a single breath; he wanted to probe his bottom line? Even in his dreams, he wouldn't dare imagine such a thing.