Meet the Professor

Reke had found the problem, but how to solve it had become his new dilemma.

"Damn it, this is the first time I've realized Saiyans are so dangerous. Back when I watched anime and read novels, I actually envied them."

"Do I really have to get rid of the tail?" Reke muttered to himself, lacking confidence.

"That makes no sense. Just because of one extra tail? I refuse to believe it." Reke, a man who wouldn't turn back until he hit a brick wall, dismissed his own hypothesis.

For the time that followed, Reke stopped asking Lola to take him to see any scientists.

He reined in all his thoughts about becoming stronger.

He left early and returned late every day, and no one knew what he was doing.

He was only seen by others during meal times.

This situation continued for two months.

Four-Eyes and the others descended from the sky, stunning their group of companions.

They were pestered with questions as everyone tried to learn the secret to their flight.

The group didn't dare to teach their companions without permission; this was something Reke had given them, and without his consent, no one dared to act on their own.

But after years of brotherhood, they were so pestered that they had no choice but to bite the bullet and go find Reke.

Reke was eating at Lola's house that evening. The two of them hadn't exchanged a word throughout the meal until the doorbell rang.

Four-Eyes walked in, saw Reke eating, greeted him, and sat on a stool to wait.

"Hiccup!"

Reke picked his teeth and asked, "What is it? What do you need me for?"

Four-Eyes hurriedly told Reke what they were asking for.

Once he finished, Four-Eyes stood there anxiously, waiting for Reke's verdict.

He also felt his request was excessive, but he was willing to take the risk for his younger brothers and sisters, even though they shared no blood relation.

"Sure, if you want to teach them, go ahead. Once I give something to you, it's yours to handle as you please. You don't need to ask me about such trivial matters in the future," Reke said with a smile.

"Thank you! Thank you!" Four-Eyes thanked him repeatedly.

Reke waved his hand and walked back to his room with his hands behind his back.

Hearing the bursts of surprised cheers from outside the door, Reke also smiled knowingly.

It had to be said that the gains from these past two months had met his expectations.

What had Reke been doing during this time?

He had been suppressing his entire power, relearning the life of an ordinary person.

It allowed him to find the discrepancy once again.

To put it bluntly, his power was too great, and he lacked the mindset to match it.

He was only eight years old, yet he already possessed a Battle Power of 100,000.

How much Battle Power did Kakarot have at the same age? Not even 10.

Even a genius like Vegeta couldn't compare to him.

Vegeta only had 18,000 at the age of 30, so one could imagine how exaggerated his own power was.

He had been poisoned too deeply by novels.

His body hadn't even entered the growth phase, which resulted in him being unable to control his Saiyan bloodline.

Pure-blooded Saiyans were still in their infancy from age 0 to 10.

They only entered the growth phase from 10 to 18, reaching their peak at 25.

They remained at their peak from 25 to 80 without aging.

Only after 80 did they start to decline and head toward old age.

He was not Gohan; the mixture of Saiyan blood and Earthling blood allowed him to develop earlier than a pure-blooded Saiyan.

Not to mention Gohan, who was recognized as having the greatest potential.

Even a genius like Vegeta was convinced.

Now that Reke had a solution, he was no longer in a rush to pursue strength.

He decided to slow down his growth.

Of course, this didn't mean he wouldn't look for scientists; the Gravity Chamber and the spaceship were still priorities.

Once the Gravity Chamber was built, it could help him maintain his physical state.

The next day, Reke had Lola take him to the most famous scientist in the city: Plus.

Along the way, Lola didn't dare ask Reke why he hadn't wanted her to lead the way before.

"Reke, this is where Plus works," Lola said, pointing to a thirty-story building.

"Let's go," Reke nodded.

Catching a glimpse of Lola's hesitant expression out of the corner of his eye, Reke understood her worry; she feared he would resort to force to break in.

"Rest assured, I won't use force."

He gave her a sense of reassurance.

"Hello, could you please notify Professor Plus? I have something to discuss with him," Reke asked politely after being stopped.

"Kid, this isn't a place for you to play. Go play somewhere else," the guard said impatiently.

Reke gave him a deep look, then walked to the side and sat down.

Lola, standing behind him, had nearly been scared to death by the guard's actions, and seeing that Reke hadn't lashed out, she hurried to his side.

"Lola, do you know what Professor Plus looks like?"

"I do."

"Alright, then we'll wait patiently. We'll find him after he gets off work."

With those words, Reke closed his eyes and expanded his perception, enveloping the entire building within his senses.

Time ticked by second by second, with many people entering and exiting the building.

Every time someone came out, Reke would have Lola confirm their identity.

Upon realizing it wasn't him, he would return to resting with his eyes closed.

During this time, the guard saw that Reke hadn't left and started to come over to shoo him away, but he was intercepted and sent off by Lola before he even made it halfway.

Night gradually shrouded the city, yet Professor Plus had still not emerged, and in Reke's perception, there were only a few people left in the entire building.

Reke looked at Lola and asked, "Is tonight a full moon?"

After receiving a negative answer from Lola, he continued to wait.

Time reached ten o'clock at night, and the remaining people in the building began moving toward the main entrance.

Reke stood up, his gaze fixed on the door.

A group of five people walked out: one elderly man, two middle-aged men, and two young men.

After confirming with Lola that Plus was among them, Reke walked up to meet them and blocked their path.

"May I ask who Professor Plus is?"

To Reke's surprise, one of the young men answered him.

"I am Plus. What does a little one like you need with me?"

Plus asked gently.

"It's like this, Professor. I am an alien, and I would like you to help me research and build a gravity chamber and a spaceship."

Having identified his target, Reke didn't care if others were present and spoke directly.

"Little one, are you serious?" Plus's expression shifted; he scrutinized Reke carefully before confirming one last time.

"Yes. And I won't have you help me for free; I can hand over the spaceship I arrived in for you to study."

Reke nodded, giving his affirmation.

Plus looked grave upon hearing this. After a moment of thought, he replied, "Very well. When can you hand the ship over to me?"

"I can give it to you tomorrow during the day. Give me an address, and I'll have it delivered tomorrow."

"Fine. Why don't you come with me to my home now? You can deliver it directly to my house tomorrow." Plus extended an invitation.

His colleagues were dumbfounded; at first, they thought Plus was just playing along with a child.

Realizing he was being serious, one of the middle-aged men spoke up: "Professor Plus, there's no need to waste time playing along with this child."

"My intuition tells me that everything this child said is true, and I am willing to make this trip," Plus said, staring into the man's eyes.

After getting out of the car and looking at the vast estate spanning several miles, Reke nodded at Plus and said, "Professor Plus, I'll see you tomorrow."

"Lola, you should head back on your own."

With that, Reke flew up into the sky, identified his direction, and vanished into the air.