Leaving Planet Vegeta

Two years had passed, and Reke was on the verge of a mental breakdown.

Two years ago, he had already abandoned all hope, waiting in trepidation every day for his impending destruction.

Yet, every time he woke up, he was still in the nursery, which gave him a glimmer of hope.

There was simply no spare time to think about future plans.

He had once thought he could be like those predecessors who transmigrated before him—getting whatever he wanted, becoming a Super Saiyan at three, a Super Saiyan 4 at five.

It all turned out to be bullshit; novels were truly misleading.

In his previous life, Reke was just an ordinary person with average grades in school and an equally average job. Having finally transmigrated, he was now faced with the risk of being destroyed at any moment.

It was a miracle he hadn't broken down yet.

If he were a few years older, he might have had the mobility to act, but as an infant, he couldn't go anywhere beyond his incubation pod.

Every time he woke up, he would fall back into a deep sleep before long. Aside from intermittently hearing that he was a low-class warrior and seeing his combat power rise from 10 at birth to 30 now, he only hoped to be sent away soon, even if it meant waiting for death.

As for these past two years, aside from the knowledge, language, and combat techniques transmitted to him by the incubation pod while he slept, he had gained nothing.

He couldn't even grasp what ki was, nor could he control the power within his own body.

Sometimes Reke wondered if there really were transmigrators who could figure out how to control their ki as Saiyan infants.

He used to have doubts, but now he could say with certainty: it was all bullshit. If ki were that easy to master, there wouldn't be so few people in the universe who could use it.

Don't talk to him about Vegeta and Kakarot learning it after a single battle, as if it were simple.

Look at who Vegeta was—aside from Broly, he had the highest birth combat power in Saiyan history. Though, his previous life mentioned some brother of Vegeta named Rego; who knew if that person existed in this timeline.

Don't talk about how Vegeta always looked down on Kakarot for following in his footsteps; if Kakarot weren't the protagonist, who knows if he would have amounted to anything at all.

Look at how many masters Kakarot had studied under: from Master Roshi in his childhood, to Korin, Mr. Popo, North Kai, and Grand Kai.

What did Vegeta have? Nothing. Everything he achieved was through his own step-by-step exploration. Even in such circumstances, Kakarot couldn't shake him off and was constantly being chased closely by Vegeta.

Moreover, Vegeta valued his family more than Kakarot did and put more heart into them.

Kakarot did nothing but train, failing to fulfill his responsibilities as a husband and father, leaving the entire household to be supported by Chi-Chi alone.

It was no wonder Chi-Chi didn't want Gohan to practice martial arts, insisting he become a scholar to earn a living instead; she had been traumatized by Kakarot.

Thinking of these things, Reke gradually drifted off to sleep.

What Reke didn't know was that not long after he fell asleep, Toad Head and his companion walked into the nursery and approached Reke's incubation pod.

"Dabu, send this one to Planet Udarapa. The journey will take about a year," Toad Head said after checking the mission.

"Got it."

The two of them then worked together to lift Reke's incubation pod, carried it out of the nursery, and loaded it into a single-person spacecraft. After setting the destination, the ship launched under their watchful eyes.

The spherical spacecraft slowly ascended, accelerated, and vanished from their sight into the void of space. The two returned to the nursery to deliver the next one.

In the void of space, the eternal, unchanging environment was broken today as a spherical ship cut through the emptiness. As the view zoomed in, one could see a child of about four or five years old sleeping inside, sporting a tail, long black hair pointing upward, and a stray lock of hair hanging over his forehead.

Reke wiggled his bottom and slowly opened his eyes.

He raised his hands to rub his eyes, unable to believe what he was seeing.

Black void—aside from the occasional planet drifting past, there was nothing but endless, cold silence.

Reke truly hadn't expected to wake up inside a spacecraft; he thought he had transmigrated again.

It wasn't until he felt the tail above his bottom that he realized he had been sent out on a mission to conquer a planet.

Ecstasy—no language could describe Reke's current mood.

He truly hadn't expected to make it out of Planet Vegeta alive.

After thanking every deity from the Jade Emperor to the Buddha in his heart, he slowly calmed his excitement.

"Damn it, I'm finally alive. But I can't let my guard down yet; let me check the mission," Reke thought, feeling a sense of relief.

For Reke, checking the mission wasn't about executing it, but because the knowledge transmitted by the incubation pod told him that for standard missions, the ship would display the mission time—not the completion time, but the departure time.

This would help him determine how much longer Planet Vegeta had until its destruction and how much longer he would be safe.

Seeing the year Age 736 on the mission, and thinking about the start of Kakarot's story in Age 749, he calculated that Kakarot hadn't even been born yet, and his heart sank once more.

One had to realize that at this point in time, Saiyan ships and scouters were all tracked and monitored by Frieza. In other words, he wasn't safe yet.

Although the anime stated that everyone except Kakarot and a few others had been destroyed, reality wasn't an anime. Reke didn't know if Frieza would send people to hunt him down. He didn't believe that in such a vast universe, Frieza could keep track of every single Saiyan's location and hunt down a bunch of small fries across the entire galaxy.

After thinking it over, he had two theories: the first was a recall before the destruction of Planet Vegeta; generally, Saiyans would return once they received a recall order.

The second was the scouters. Frieza might not be hunting them down aimlessly, but rather based on the feedback from the scouters.

At this point in time, no Saiyan would ever suspect that their King intended to eliminate them, and all their scouters were equipped with monitoring devices.

Since Saiyans couldn't sense ki, they couldn't function without their scouters. Therefore, it was entirely possible that after destroying Planet Vegeta, Frieza hunted down the remaining Saiyans one by one based on those devices.

Looking at the scouter placed inside the ship, Reke fell into deep thought.

With his current combat power of 30, if he were to arrive on a new planet without a scanner and provoke someone with higher combat power, he might be instantly killed by them.

Yet he had no choice but to use one; he didn't even know what the mission planet looked like, whether it had a civilization or not, what the combat power levels were, or if they could hide their combat power just like on Earth.

He was completely in the dark.

He still had to use the scanners, but for a maximum of one week; they had to be destroyed after that week, and he had to learn how to distinguish strength from weakness within one week of arriving on the planet.

With one year left until the mission planet, he had to settle his mind and try to control the energy within his body.

In other words, he could not spend this year in a deep sleep; he had to make full use of his time.

Thinking of this, Reke closed his eyes and immersed his consciousness into his body to perceive it.