The aliens were so scared that they immediately meekly returned to their places in line.
The line quickly straightened out.
"Who's next?" Lu Fan asked.
"I... I'm next... sir..." the alien said timidly, afraid that if he spoke too loudly, he'd be killed.
They'd lined up to buy Cola, only to end up getting killed. What a damn tragedy.
"Mm-hmm." Lu Fan nodded, poured a cup of Cola, and set it on the table.
After paying, the alien immediately bowed, then respectfully left.
"Next," Lu Fan said.
The aliens waiting in line all fell silent.
Why didn't this feel like we were lining up to drink Cola?
It felt like we were lining up to drink Mengpo Soup...
Vegeta stood there for a long time, unable to come to his senses.
Only after the last cup of Cola had been sold did Vegeta finally fix his gaze on Lu Fan.
"Hey, Lu Fan, what was that move you just used?" Vegeta asked urgently.
"Wasn't I clear enough? Didn't I say it when I attacked Cui?" Lu Fan replied with a smile.
"Destruction?" Vegeta mused.
"Very clever." Lu Fan nodded.
Vegeta fell silent.
Clever my ass!
"When did you figure out such an overpowered move?" Vegeta asked again.
"Your Highness, what's going on in that head of yours? Didn't I tell you? I've been studying Destruction this whole time," Lu Fan said with a laugh.
Vegeta suddenly understood.
That was right!
Lu Fan had indeed said that.
But after a brief silence, Vegeta snorted.
"I get it. You compressed your energy, then when it hit Cui, the energy suddenly exploded and blew him to pieces, right?" Vegeta guessed.
Lu Fan fell silent.
"Believe whatever you want." Lu Fan couldn't be bothered to explain further.
In the vast universe, among the sea of stars,
Frieza's spaceship drifted slowly through space.
"Oh-ho-ho-ho..." Frieza let out a series of strange laughs, his triangular eyes shining brightly. "The Saiyans have finally been wiped out. Fewer than ten Saiyans remain now. To be precise, fewer than five!"
"Congratulations, Lord Frieza." Dodoria bowed.
"That long-haired brat Raditz is no threat. He can't cause much trouble. And the Saiyan sent to Earth, whose battle power is only two, is nothing special either," Zarbon replied. "There's also Nappa, the bald Saiyan. He's supposedly an elite warrior, but he'd be lucky if his battle power exceeded ten thousand."
"That's right, Zarbon is correct. I wonder how their prince Vegeta is doing now," Dodoria mused.
"Have you found Vegeta and his lackey?" Frieza asked, narrowing his eyes.
"We lost contact with them completely last time," Dodoria replied.
"Maybe they found somewhere to hide and train?" Frieza chuckled, not taking it seriously. "Let them train if they want. They'll show themselves eventually."
"Vegeta's lackey, Lu Fan, should be finished by now, at least," Zarbon said with a smile.
"Lord Frieza, we've just received a report from the distant Gourmet Planet."
At that moment, a subordinate stepped forward to deliver the news.
"Oh? The Gourmet Planet? How is that planet doing?" Frieza asked with concern.
That Gourmet Planet was one Frieza had specially created for Beerus.
Once Beerus awoke,
he could go to that planet and enjoy its food.
Frieza had put a great deal of effort into creating such a Gourmet Planet.
Now that he'd heard a report had come in from there, Frieza couldn't help frowning.
Frieza had secretly sent people to manage the Gourmet Planet.
Its security was quite good, so there shouldn't have been any trouble.
"It's Lord Cui... He's been killed," the subordinate reported.
"Oh? Is that so?" Frieza replied with a smile.
"Cui is dead?" Dodoria froze. "What? His battle power wasn't low. Who killed him?"
"It was... it was Vegeta, the Saiyan prince's lackey, Lu Fan... He released some strange energy... and Cui turned to dust in an instant," the subordinate reported truthfully.
"What did you say?" Dodoria exclaimed. "What kind of strange energy did you say he released?"
"According to eyewitnesses, it seemed to be some kind of compressed energy. Once it entered the body, it exploded," the subordinate replied.
"So it was compressed energy?" Frieza chuckled softly. "Vegeta's lackey Lu Fan has learned such a pointless move... But I suppose Cui was careless. What were Vegeta and that lackey of his, Lu Fan, doing on the Gourmet Planet?"
"Apparently, selling a drink called Cola..." The subordinate wiped away his sweat.
"What did you say? What was he doing?" Frieza thought he'd misheard.
"Selling drinks..." the subordinate repeated.
Frieza fell silent.
Zarbon fell silent.
Dodoria fell silent.
"Ahem, I didn't hear that wrong, did I?" Dodoria wiped away his sweat. "The prince of the mighty Saiyan warrior race is selling drinks on the Gourmet Planet?"
"That's unbelievable," Zarbon said, wiping away his sweat as well.
"Is the report reliable?" Frieza asked.
"It's true!" the subordinate replied respectfully.
"Lord Frieza, they're finished," Dodoria said.
Frieza's triangular eyes narrowed slightly, and a hint of murderous intent appeared in his gaze.
Dodoria suddenly realized he might have misspoken.
"Plop!"
Dodoria hurriedly dropped to his knees before Frieza and kowtowed, begging for mercy.
"Lord Frieza, I meant those two Saiyans are finished!" Dodoria nearly cried.
"Get up. What's the big deal? Do you think I didn't understand?" Frieza rubbed his nose and smiled, then waved the subordinate away.
The subordinate bowed and withdrew.
"Lord Frieza, should we go to the Gourmet Planet?" Zarbon asked.
"There's no need," Frieza said with a light laugh. "That planet is mine anyway. Have the people there keep a close eye on Vegeta. If anything comes up, report it to me at once."
"Yes, Lord Frieza!" Zarbon replied respectfully.
Day after day, year after year,
three years passed in the blink of an eye.
Lu Fan and Vegeta were still on the Gourmet Planet, selling Cola from the same fixed stall.
"Three years! Three years have gone by! Why haven't I turned into a Super Saiyan yet?" Vegeta trembled from head to toe.
"That's because you don't have a calm heart," Lu Fan sighed. "How many times have I told you? You need to keep your mind at peace."
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