Vegeta: Your Combat Power is 1 Million?

Inside Dodoria's spaceship.

Reiz stood before the porthole, watching the starlight streak past outside, lost in thought.

"Reiz, where are we heading next?" Vegeta turned his head to ask Reiz, seeking his opinion.

"Let's go to Planet Cereal," Reiz mused.

"Planet Cereal? What kind of strange planet is that?" Vegeta paused, scratching his head.

Reiz didn't respond to Vegeta, merely smiling at him.

Though the smile was gentle, it made Vegeta's skin crawl.

Vegeta's mouth twitched slightly, and he hurried to the computer to search for the coordinates of Planet Cereal.

His fingers tapped rapidly across the keyboard as data scrolled across the screen.

"Found it! It will take about seven days to get there from here!" Vegeta immediately provided the answer, turning to look at Reiz. "Shall we depart now?"

"Let's go," Reiz nodded.

Vegeta did not hesitate, immediately changing the course and setting the new destination in the navigation system.

"Whoosh!"

The spaceship shifted direction, its thrusters emitting a brighter glow as it sped toward the location of Planet Cereal.

Starlight stretched into long lines outside the porthole, and the ship cut through the silent universe like a shooting star.

The spaceship soon entered automatic navigation mode.

The indicator lights in the cockpit flickered rhythmically, and the various gauges showed that everything was normal.

Outside the porthole, stars drifted past like flowing water, the deep universe quiet and magnificent.

"Ship navigation is set." Vegeta clapped his hands, turned around to face Reiz, and tilted his head to ask, "Reiz, what did you say your Combat Power was earlier?"

"Not much," Reiz smiled, not wanting to repeat himself.

"Hmph, don't think I didn't hear you!" Vegeta snorted, crossing his arms over his chest as he looked at Reiz. "You said your previous Combat Power was 2 million, and now it's become 1 million!"

"That's basically the gist of it," Reiz nodded, his tone indifferent.

"What do you mean by 'basically the gist of it'?" Vegeta was puzzled, his brow furrowing, though he soon shook his head vigorously and asked with a shameless grin, "No, that's not the point... The point is, is your Combat Power really as high as a million?"

"What else? Otherwise, how could Dodoria have been defeated by me so easily?" Reiz stepped forward and patted Vegeta on the shoulder, a smile on his face.

Vegeta fell silent.

He recalled the scene from just moments ago.

Dodoria had been as helpless as an infant before Reiz, unable to put up any resistance.

A Combat Power of 22,000, knocked down with one punch, his arm ripped off, and kicked right out of the ship.

If it weren't for a crushing difference in strength, how could that have been possible?

"You... why did the Scouter only show your Combat Power as 10,000!" Vegeta grew even more confused, pointing at the Scouter worn over his eye.

"That's simple. As long as you control your energy to around 10,000, you can make the Scouter display whatever value you want," Reiz explained patiently with a faint smile.

"How did you do that?" Vegeta asked in surprise, his eyes wide.

"By freely controlling your Combat Power, which is the energy within your body," Reiz answered simply. "Use your Scouter and take a good look now!"

Vegeta swallowed hard, nodded with a solemn expression, and immediately aimed his Scouter at Reiz, staring at the screen without blinking.

Reiz released a tiny bit of his energy.

"Beep! Beep!"

The numbers on Vegeta's Scouter jumped incessantly, the red digits flashing rapidly on the screen.

"Combat Power 15,000! 16,000! 17,000! 19,000... It's still rising!" Vegeta's expression turned to shock, and he gasped, his jaw nearly hitting the floor.

The numbers kept jumping.

"Bang!"

The next moment, Vegeta's Scouter exploded on the spot, emitting a wisp of blue smoke as fragments scattered everywhere.

Vegeta was startled, instinctively closing his eyes and recoiling.

A brief moment of stagnation followed.

The cabin was so quiet that the low hum of the engines could be heard.

Vegeta slowly opened his eyes, looking at Reiz in astonishment, unable to say a word.

His mouth opened and closed, opened and closed, but no sound came out.

This time, Vegeta seemed to believe that Reiz's Combat Power might truly be as high as a million.

"You, you, you... you really are a deep one," Vegeta's mouth twitched, his gaze toward Reiz having completely changed.

From contempt, to surprise, and now to awe.

"If I didn't do this, how could I ever defeat Frieza?" Reiz smiled indifferently and turned to look at the starry sky outside the porthole.

As for whether the Scouter and their conversation would be detected by Frieza's side, Reiz did not particularly care.

After all, Reiz was not far from mastering the entry level of Ultra Instinct.

If Frieza dared to come, Reiz would not mind ensuring he never returned.

"Defeat Frieza?" Vegeta was slightly taken aback, then let out a scoff, wearing a look of disdain. "How much Combat Power could he possibly have? It would be impressive enough if he even reached 100,000!"

Reiz turned around, looked at Vegeta, and a meaningful smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

"Vegeta, think about it carefully. Your Combat Power is 15,000; if you were to transform into a Great Ape, what would your Combat Power reach?"

"150,000! Is there a problem with that?" Vegeta replied without hesitation, his chin tilted slightly upward.

"If Frieza's Combat Power were only 100,000, wouldn't you be able to easily kill him in one blow with your Combat Power as a Great Ape?" Reiz smiled faintly, looking at Vegeta as he asked, "Then, why didn't your father let you do that? After all, we Saiyans aren't used to bowing our heads and acting as subjects! That guy Frieza has been oppressing us for a long time!"

Vegeta froze.

He wore a thoughtful expression, his brows furrowed, suddenly feeling that what Reiz said made perfect sense.

That's right.

If Frieza really only had 100,000 Combat Power, his father the King had 130,000 Combat Power after transforming into a Great Ape; he could have completely obliterated him.

Why did his father never dare to resist?

Why did all Saiyans have to obediently take orders from Frieza?

After thinking for a few seconds, Vegeta's expression gradually turned grave.

"Are you saying that Frieza's Combat Power is higher?" Vegeta suddenly realized the implication and asked hurriedly, a trace of unease flashing in his eyes.

"Linoshi, you tell him," Reiz said, turning his head to look at Linoshi.

"Ah?" Linoshi had been standing quietly to the side like an obedient little kitten, her blue eyes darting between Reiz and Vegeta, silently watching the drama unfold.

As a result, hearing Reiz's call, she suddenly didn't know how to react, her body trembling slightly.

She paused.

"Your Highness... I heard from my brother... that Frieza's Combat Power is 120 million." Linoshi spoke very directly, reporting Frieza's true Combat Power to Vegeta right then and there.

Her voice was soft, and her tone was calm.

Vegeta first glanced sideways at Linoshi, his eyes filled with a bit of disdain.

What could a logistics worker with a Combat Power of only 200 possibly know?

Then, he heard the Combat Power figure for Frieza that Linoshi had just spoken.

120 million.

This number exploded in Vegeta's mind.