The Legendary Super Saiyan!

"What... what did you say?" Vegeta suddenly had a bad feeling. The smile froze on his face.

"Not long after that, I heard the king exiled Broly to a rather distant planet," Reiz continued. "Broly's father, Paragus, flew into a rage over it. Apparently, he even argued with the king before chasing after him in a spaceship! After that, neither of them was ever heard from again. I just never expected to find them on Planet Vampa."

"That happened?" Vegeta stared at him, stunned. He opened his mouth, still struggling to process it.

"You've been to that planet too. The conditions there are atrocious. It doesn't even have basic drinking water," Reiz said with a sigh, shaking his head. "No wonder Paragus got angry when he suddenly ran into you!"

"None of that matters. I just want to know what Broly's Combat Power was when he was born," Vegeta asked curiously, a hint of nervousness in his eyes.

Broly didn't seem interested in any of this. He hugged his bottle of mineral water and started drinking again, looking completely content.

Maybe mineral water was the best thing Broly had ever tasted.

"Well, I only heard about it later," Reiz said thoughtfully, trying to remember. "I heard the staff at the time whispering that Broly's Combat Power was apparently ten thousand when he was born."

"Y-you... you're joking, right?" Vegeta stammered, crying out in shock. His eyes widened.

Combat Power of ten thousand!

Ten thousand right from birth!

If that was true, then reaching five hundred thousand now should be easy for him, right?

Vegeta felt as if he'd been struck by lightning. His whole worldview had taken a hit.

"If my guess is right, Broly must be the Legendary Super Saiyan Frieza fears most," Reiz said with a smile.

"What? The Legendary Super Saiyan?" Vegeta was stunned. He opened his mouth but couldn't speak for a long time.

He stared blankly at Broly, who was still drinking water like a fool. He couldn't connect the words "Legendary Super Saiyan" with him at all.

"What does that mean?" Broly asked, bewildered. He scratched his head and looked from Vegeta to Reiz, completely clueless about what they were talking about.

"But that doesn't make sense!" Vegeta suddenly protested, frowning. "If Broly is the Legendary Super Saiyan, what about you? Your Combat Power is even higher than his, isn't it?"

"Normally, my Combat Power shouldn't be higher than Broly's," Reiz replied with a smile, shaking his head. "I just found the right way to train. That's all."

Vegeta fell silent, lost in thought.

"I have Linoshi to thank for all of this!" Reiz said, sincerely thanking her as he looked at her tenderly. "Maybe I was born suited to training in Ultra Instinct!"

"You don't have to thank me..." Linoshi said shyly, waving a hand as her cheeks turned slightly red.

"So... it's just a matter of finding the way of training that suits you?" Vegeta murmured, looking thoughtful.

Was there really a way of training that suited each person?

Then what was the right way for me, Vegeta, to train?

"Think it over," Reiz said, patting Vegeta on the shoulder before leaving the Training Room.

Vegeta stayed where he was, standing stunned with his brow furrowed as he pondered the profound question.

Broly kept taking the occasional sip of mineral water, growing happier with every drink. His face was full of contentment.

The vast sea of stars. The boundless universe.

Frieza's spaceship.

The enormous main hall blazed with light, while the various instruments flashed with a faint blue glow.

Frieza was still seated in his baby carriage-like hovercraft, floating in midair. His triangular eyes narrowed, and a cold aura radiated from him.

Zarbon entered from outside and hurried over to Frieza, bowing respectfully.

"Any word from Cui?" Frieza asked with narrowed eyes, his tone icy.

"Lord Frieza... Cui is out of contact too!" Zarbon replied in a low voice, keeping his head down and avoiding Frieza's gaze.

"What? Don't tell me Reiz and Vegeta killed him too?" Frieza snorted. His irritation grew, and he tapped his fingers lightly against the armrest.

"Lord Frieza, why don't I go and investigate myself?" Zarbon quickly offered, looking up at Frieza.

"They've already flown a very long way. By the time you catch up, it'll be too late," Frieza said, his triangular eyes narrowing further. His gaze turned colder, and the air around him seemed to chill.

Zarbon thought it over and realized Frieza was right.

Even if he took the fastest spaceship after them now, it would still take several days to catch up.

The problem was, not a single message had come back from the area. They had no idea what had happened.

"Send the Ginyu Force," Frieza said after a moment's thought, quickly settling on a plan.

"The Ginyu Force?" Zarbon was a little surprised. "Is there really a need to send them?"

"Mr. Zarbon," Berryblue said with a slight smile, picking up the conversation. "I believe sending the Ginyu Force is the best option right now. They can resolve this more quickly, and they happen to be operating nearby."

"Exactly. Contact the Ginyu Force at once and have them track down Vegeta and Reiz!" Frieza ordered, his tone leaving no room for argument.

"Yes, Lord Frieza!" Zarbon and Berryblue bowed together.

Five days later.

Planet Cereal.

The spaceship passed through the atmosphere and slowly descended onto a wide-open plain.

Beyond the porthole, a strange planet came into view.

Vast stretches of purple plants covered the ground, their leaves swaying gently in the breeze like a purple ocean.

The sky was unexpectedly blue, as clear as Earth's, with a few white clouds drifting across it.

The spaceship's landing gear touched the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

"Creak—"

The spaceship's hatch slowly opened.

Reiz took Linoshi by the hand and flew out, landing on the ground first.

Soft purple grass lay beneath their feet, and the air carried a faint, pleasant fragrance.

Broly and Vegeta followed close behind, looking around curiously.

Broly stared wide-eyed at the purple plants. Unable to resist, he crouched down to touch them, his face full of wonder.

Vegeta crossed his arms and scrutinized the unfamiliar planet with a critical expression.

"Why did we come to a planet like this?" Vegeta asked, frowning in confusion.

"Talk less, look more." Reiz glared at Vegeta for asking too many questions, then praised Broly. "Look at Broly. He hasn't said a word."

"That's because he barely talks! He doesn't know what to say!" Vegeta retorted, pointing at Broly, who was still touching the grass.

"Look more! Talk less!" Broly stood up and glared at Vegeta, copying Reiz's manner so perfectly it was uncanny.

Vegeta: "..."