Broly, Have a Drink of Water!

Only after stomping the energy gun into a thin sheet of metal, almost merging with the ground, did Broly feel as if he had gotten revenge, and he let out a long sigh of relief.

He stopped moving, his chest heaving, tears still on his face, but his emotions seemed to have calmed down a bit.

Vegeta: "..."

Vegeta quickly put a safe distance between himself and Broly, tiptoed to Reiz's side, hid behind Reiz, and peeked out half his head to look at Broly in the distance.

"Reiz, isn't this guy an idiot?" Vegeta asked in a low voice, suppressing it as much as possible, afraid Broly would hear.

"He's a bit of an idiot," Reiz nodded, a faint smile on his lips.

"Hmph, I won't stoop to the level of an idiot!" Vegeta felt much better and puffed out his chest.

However, Vegeta soon felt something was wrong.

Being defeated by an idiot seemed like a very shameful thing, didn't it?

His face fell again.

"Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!"

Broly was still not satisfied and picked up the crushed remains of the energy gun from the ground, letting out roars.

The sound was filled with anger and sorrow, echoing across the wasteland.

Then, Broly clenched his five fingers, and the metal made crunching sounds in his hands as he crumpled it into a ball, turning it into an irregular metal sphere.

"Whoosh!"

Broly casually tossed the sphere into the air, opened his mouth wide, and gathered energy within.

Golden light converged in his mouth, growing brighter and brighter.

"Boom!"

A thick beam of energy shot out from Broly's mouth, instantly hitting the metal sphere in the air.

The golden light exploded, illuminating the entire sky.

The metal sphere was instantly blasted into dust, turning into countless tiny fragments that dissipated in the light, leaving nothing behind.

Seeing this, Vegeta's eyes twitched, and his face turned pale for a moment.

His lips moved, wanting to say something, but nothing came out.

This guy was indeed an idiot!

But his power was too immense!

Maybe it was better not to provoke him?

No!

He had just pinned me to the ground and thoroughly thrashed me, I can't let this go.

Vegeta gritted his teeth, his pride not allowing him to back down.

"Hey, Reiz, what's this guy's Combat Power?" Vegeta turned to ask Reiz, his face full of defiance, but with a hint of apprehension in his eyes.

"Based on the energy intensity emanating from him now, his Combat Power has reached at least 500,000," Reiz stroked his chin, looking thoughtful as his gaze fell on Broly.

"You-you-you... What did you say? Combat Power 500,000! Are you kidding me?" Vegeta's speech became a little stuttered, his expression changing rapidly, his eyes wide open.

500,000!

What kind of concept was that?

He already felt very powerful.

And yet, this wild-looking guy had a Combat Power of 500,000!

"I never joke. If you don't believe me, you can go and try," Reiz smiled, a hint of teasing in his eyes.

"Hmph, I'll try if I have to!" Vegeta said, but he still crossed his arms, showing no intention of moving.

His feet seemed rooted to the ground, not moving an inch.

Reiz smiled teasingly, looking at Vegeta.

Vegeta's lips twitched slightly, and he didn't want to talk anymore.

After all, Vegeta wasn't an idiot. He had punched Broly just now, but Broly was unharmed, not even flinching.

The gap was already obvious!

If he really went up to challenge Broly, he would probably get beaten badly, right?

"By the way, I recovered from near-death again just now. What's my Combat Power now?" Vegeta asked somewhat expectantly, changing the subject.

"Not bad, the improvement this time is quite significant, reaching 30,000," Reiz smiled, giving a positive evaluation.

"Only 30,000!" Vegeta felt a little displeased in his heart and pouted.

If this were in the past, Vegeta would have been very happy.

A Combat Power of 30,000 was already considered a very powerful existence on Planet Vegeta.

Even within the Frieza Force, he would be in the top 10!

Compared to Reiz or Broly now, Vegeta naturally felt a bit dejected.

That sense of disparity made him very uncomfortable.

"You... you injure me one more time!" Vegeta gritted his teeth, clenched his fists tightly, and looked at Reiz with a determined expression.

"Am I that bored?" Reiz reprimanded him impatiently, glaring at Vegeta. "Doesn't healing you consume energy?"

"Does healing consume a lot of energy?" Vegeta asked with a thick skin.

"What do you think?" Reiz snorted.

"Then... then fine, we'll talk about it later!" Vegeta nodded in disappointment, then looked far away at Broly and asked Reiz, "What do you plan to do with this guy?"

"Take him with us," Reiz mused, his gaze falling on Broly. "Consider it finding you a companion."

"Finding a companion?" Vegeta's expression stiffened, and he quickly waved his hands. "I don't want any playmates!"

"This is not up for discussion!" Reiz smiled, his tone leaving no room for doubt.

He then turned to look at Linoshi and said to her gently, "I'll go negotiate with Broly."

"Okay," Linoshi nodded obediently, her blue eyes looking at him tenderly.

"Right, Vegeta, go get a bottle of water from the spaceship," Reiz instructed Vegeta again.

"Are you thirsty?" Vegeta was taken aback, but he immediately flew to the spaceship.

He entered the ship, found a case of bottled water in the storage room, picked up a bottle, and quickly flew back, landing in front of Reiz and handing him the water.

Reiz took the water and flew towards Broly's location.

The mist gradually dispersed, and sunlight filtered through the clouds, casting a golden halo over the desolate land.

Broly was kneeling beside Paragus, sobbing uncontrollably, his eyes red from crying.

Tears and snot smeared his face, his shoulders heaving, like a wounded cub.

Reiz landed beside him and patted his shoulder.

Broly looked back at Reiz, wiped his tears, his eyes filled with sorrow and confusion.

"Broly, have some water," Reiz thoughtfully unscrewed the cap and offered the bottle to Broly.

The bottle contained clear drinking water, which sparkled in the sunlight.

Broly paused for a moment, staring blankly at the water bottle Reiz held out, a hint of bewilderment on his face.

He had never seen such a thing before.

A brief silence.

"What is this?" Broly asked, his voice hoarse and unpracticed.

"Poor child, you've never even had water before?" Reiz sighed softly, feeling a pang of sympathy. "This is for drinking, try it."

"Uh..." Broly scratched his head, took the bottle, looked at it curiously, then cautiously brought it to his lips and took a sip.

The water entered his mouth, flowed down his throat, cool and sweet.

Broly's eyes immediately lit up, and he couldn't help but smack his lips, an expression of disbelief on his face.

He took another sip, this time a larger one, feeling the coolness spread through his body.

For Broly, this was the best-tasting thing he had ever drunk in his life.