The Ability to Survive in Space

"What did you say? Aliens?" Elder Moori immediately turned his head to look behind him.

Sure enough, Elder Moori was shocked to see a spaceship and two aliens appear on a small island about 200 meters behind him.

"Who are they?" Elder Moori frowned, his expression turning grave.

In the distance.

Lu Fan and Vegeta had been transported to the surface of Namek by Earth's Shenron.

The spaceship was right nearby.

"A miscalculation... I should have had Dr. Briefs modify the spaceship into a capsule," Lu Fan lamented.

"What is a capsule?" Vegeta was slightly stunned.

Because his time on Earth had been too brief, Vegeta had never seen a Hoi-Poi Capsule.

"You wouldn't understand even if I told you, so it's better if you don't ask so much," Lu Fan said.

Vegeta: "..."

Is this how you treat your superior?

However, Vegeta wasn't interested in what a capsule was; he had only asked casually.

"What place is this? Is this the Namek that dragon spoke of?" Vegeta looked around.

Immediately after, Vegeta spotted Elder Moori and several other Namekians in the distance.

"Namekians?" Vegeta tapped his forehead. "I remember now. It is true that Namekians possess all sorts of magical abilities. Does that mean the Dragon Balls were created by them? Were the Dragon Balls on Earth also made by Namekians?"

"You guessed right," Lu Fan nodded and cautioned, "Don't go doing anything reckless. It's best if you don't kill anyone."

"Give me a reason not to kill them," Vegeta snorted.

"As you just said, it was the Namekians who created the Dragon Balls. Therefore, if the Namekian who created the Dragon Balls dies, the Dragon Balls will disappear along with him," Lu Fan said.

"What did you say?" Vegeta froze for a second, then let out a huff. "Fine. As long as they don't provoke me, I won't kill them."

"No, it's us who are going to provoke them," Lu Fan smiled.

Vegeta: "..."

"I understand. You're going to collect the Dragon Balls on this planet again, aren't you?" Vegeta quickly caught on.

"Very clever, as expected of our Prince," Lu Fan nodded.

"Hmph, that dragon has limited wishes; it might not necessarily turn me into a Super Saiyan," Vegeta grumbled.

"Knowing the method to become a Super Saiyan is fine too, isn't it?" Lu Fan grinned. "You said my method had no basis, so let Shenron tell you the accurate way."

"Do you think I don't know? You just want to gain the ability to survive in outer space," Vegeta rolled his eyes. "There's no need for such a boring wish. Once I become a Super Saiyan, I will be an invincible existence in this universe."

"Alright, let's go say hello first," Lu Fan beckoned.

"Tch." Although he said that, Vegeta still followed Lu Fan as he flew over.

It seems... as long as you state your wish in advance, that dragon will grant it for you.

Once we gather the Dragon Balls this time, I must state my wish before Lu Fan!

I will become a Super Saiyan!

How detestable!

Neither Lu Fan nor I are the legendary Super Saiyan.

We are both so powerful, and we are the most talented warriors of this generation.

Logically, the 1,000-year cycle has already arrived.

If it isn't the two of us, then who could it be?

Vegeta pondered this question silently.

At the same time, he made a simple plan for his trip to Namek.

I cannot let this guy Lu Fan lead me by the nose anymore.

This guy is my subordinate.

He should be following my lead.

"Aliens, which planet did you come from? State your purpose for coming to Namek," Elder Moori asked with a cold face.

"Hello, we come from the distant Planet Vegeta," Lu Fan introduced politely. "This is Vegeta, the most talented warrior among us Saiyans and the Prince of our people. His name is the namesake of Planet Vegeta; he is the supreme glory of our planet."

Vegeta felt that what Lu Fan said... was simply too satisfying.

Don't introduce me like that, you'll make me get carried away.

"Saiyans?" The color on Moori's face changed slightly.

Elder Moori had heard of the Saiyans.

This is a warrior race.

A truly formidable warrior race.

The Saiyans wage war everywhere, invading the planets of others, and can be described as committing every evil imaginable.

Elder Moori's expression turned somewhat grim.

The other villagers in the settlement also grew highly vigilant.

"I am His Highness the Prince's sparring partner and attendant; my name is Lu Fan," Lu Fan said modestly.

"What is your purpose in coming to Namek?" Moori asked guardedly.

"Hmph, why waste so much breath? We are here to find the Dragon Balls, so hurry up and hand them over," Vegeta said impatiently, snorting from the side to urge them on.

"What did you say? You have come to find the Dragon Balls? How do you know about the Dragon Balls?" Elder Moori asked in a deep voice.

"Enough with the nonsense. If I tell you to hand over the Dragon Balls, you had better do it quickly. Do you believe I'll kill everyone here?" Vegeta sneered, "Let me see what your combat power is..."

As he spoke, Vegeta pressed the scouter worn over his eye.

"Oh? The highest combat power is only 3,000," Vegeta mocked. "With such pathetic combat power, it's simply..."

"Bang!"

Lu Fan moved swiftly, striking the back of Vegeta's neck with his palm.

Vegeta slumped to the ground, knocked out instantly.

"Apologies, our Prince is far too impolite," Lu Fan sighed, speaking with a hurried, apologetic tone.

Elder Moori stood stunned for two seconds.

You just knocked out your own Prince?

You certainly have a lot of nerve for an attendant.

"This... what wish do you hope to grant by seeking the Dragon Balls?" Elder Moori still had not let his guard down, though his attitude was much better than before.

This was because Elder Moori noticed that this man named Lu Fan not only possessed a face that looked righteous, but there was also not a shred of evil aura about him.

"I want the ability to survive in the vacuum of space, nothing more," Lu Fan said truthfully.

"The ability to survive in the vacuum of space?" Elder Moori was taken aback.

"That's right, it is the only weakness we Saiyans have," Lu Fan nodded. "Tell me, if I were fighting someone and they couldn't beat me, so they destroyed my planet instead, and I just died like that—that would be a bit unreasonable, wouldn't it?"

"Ahem..." Elder Moori coughed.

What you say makes a lot of sense.