"It should have been made by Namekian living on other planets." Grand Elder sighed, looking at the green sky outside the window, as if recalling some distant past. "After all, there were problems with the environment of Namek back then. Many Namekian took spaceships to other planets, scattered throughout the universe, and each created Dragon Ball."
Above the universe Flying Saucer.
The silver-white Flying Saucer is traveling rapidly in the vast starry sky, and the stars outside the porthole windows form long strips of light, like countless silver threads streaking through the darkness.
Flying Saucer is traveling towards the earth at an extremely fast speed.
"It will take about three days to reach the earth." Cocotte stepped forward and bowed to Reiz with a soft voice.
"Not bad." Reiz nodded, with the corners of his mouth raised slightly.
It seems that the technological level of Universe 11 is pretty good, and the speed of the spacecraft is also faster than that of Universe 7.
Reiz still remembers that it takes approximately seven days for Frieza Force's spaceship to fly from the earth to Namek.
And this Flying Saucer only takes three days to arrive.
But I believe it should be faster with the super large spaceship Frieza.
"I'm going to take a nap, Broly, keep an eye on them." Reiz patted Broly on the shoulder.
Broly nodded cheerfully, grinning with a big smile.
Reiz immediately took Linoshi's hand, turned around and walked towards their own spaceship inside Flying Saucer.
Cocotte's eyes followed the backs of Reiz and Linoshi, his eyes full of complex emotions, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.
You went to take a nap, and why did you drag that woman Linoshi along with you?
Are you really just going to sleep?
Some random pictures flashed through her mind, and a suspicious blush appeared on her pink face. She quickly shook her head to get those thoughts out of her mind.
I was thinking a little too much at the moment.
Linoshi blushed, lowered his eyes, his blue eyes stared at his toes, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, and allowed Reiz to hold his hand and step into the Saiyan spacecraft.
Reiz came to his own private room again, a narrow cabin, a narrow bed, and soft lighting.
After all, this is my and Linoshi's room.
Reiz still likes to do activities in his own room.
"Are you tired?" Reiz asked Linoshi as soon as he arrived in the room, his eyes as gentle as water.
"Tired..." Linoshi responded softly, a hint of shyness flashed in his blue eyes, his cheeks were slightly red, and he quickly took off his shoes, revealing a pair of feet as white as jade.
The ankles are slender and white, the instep has smooth curvature, and the toes are small and well-proportioned, neatly arranged, and glowing with a warm luster under the soft light.
Reiz suddenly became happy, grinning, showing his white teeth, and his golden eyes were full of smiles.
Has this made me more proactive?
Reiz felt an overwhelming sense of accomplishment, stepped forward and squatted down...
Flying Saucer main control room.
Cocotte saw that Reiz had entered their own spaceship, and Flying Saucer was the only one left inside with Dyspo, Kahseral, Broly and Vegeta.
She breathed a long sigh of relief, an expression of relief appeared on her face, and her tense shoulders relaxed slightly.
I just took this opportunity to find a way to contact the headquarters.
It would be great if we could contact the headquarters.
As long as the captain comes over, this guy named Reiz will be nothing at all.
A glimmer of hope flashed in her eyes, and her red hair swayed gently on her shoulders.
Cocotte stepped forward and quickly operated his hands on the main console, tapping his fingers quickly on the screen, inputting commands, and calling up the communication system.
Dyspo was sitting on a chair, with his purple body curled up in the chair, his eyes dull, his expression a little dull, his face full of pain and exhaustion, and he let out a wailing sound from time to time, his voice hoarse and low.
Mainly because the injury was too serious.
It hurts!
Every breath affected the broken bones and torn muscles. He grinned in pain and beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.
These demons!
Don't even let Cocotte treat me!
Kahseral is feeling much better. After all, his injury has been completely cured by Cocotte. He can move freely and is full of energy.
"Bang!"
Broly stepped forward, the golden figure flashed, and punched Dyspo on the head.
Dyspo didn't even hum. He tilted his head, his purple eyelids drooped, and he fainted. His body slumped limply on the chair, and his limbs hung limply.
"You... what are you doing?" Kahseral exclaimed.
"It's too noisy!" Broly hummed, curled the corners of his mouth slightly, retracted his fist, and wiped it on his clothes, "It's much quieter this way!"
Kahseral's mouth twitched and he opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say, so he could only close his mouth silently.
"Hey, what's your name?" Vegeta asked Kahseral, folding his hands on his chest, raising his chin high, and squinting at Kahseral.
"Kahseral." Kahseral answered honestly.
"Get me a bottle of water." Vegeta ordered Kahseral, "To be a servant, you must have the consciousness of being a servant!"
Kahseral was filled with hatred and bared his teeth.
But when people are under the eaves, they have to bow their heads.
In desperation, Kahseral had no choice but to turn around and walk to the locker, opened the door, and took out a bottle of Universe 11's mineral water.
The transparent bottle has the Pride Troopers logo printed on it, and the golden liquid glows slightly under the light.
He walked back and handed the water bottle to Vegeta with a respectful attitude, but there was a trace of imperceptible hatred hidden in his eyes.
"And me!" Broly hummed.
"I know." Kahseral twitched the corner of his mouth, turned around and got a bottle of water, and handed it to Broly.
Broly took the bottle, unscrewed the cap with his fingers, raised his head, and took a delicious sip.
The golden liquid slides into the throat, with a hint of sweetness and coolness.
After taking this sip, Broly's eyes suddenly twinkled, as bright as two stars, with an excited look on his face. The corners of his mouth reached behind his ears, and his face was filled with surprise.
Immediately afterwards, Broly clicked his lips, licked his lips, and drank happily. The bottle of water quickly reached the bottom.
"It tastes better than our water." Broly said to Vegeta, with eyes full of satisfaction and a trace of water stains hanging from the corners of his mouth. He raised the empty bottle and shook it in front of his eyes.
Vegeta also took a few sips, and the golden sweet taste spread on the tip of his tongue. He glanced sideways at Broly and said angrily, with a trace of disdain on the corner of his mouth. "Idiot, they added sugar to this water! So it feels a bit sweet!"
"What is sugar?" Broly couldn't understand and tilted his head, full of confusion.
"Don't talk to me!" Vegeta didn't want to talk to Broly.
How come this guy doesn't understand anything?
Cocotte turned around and looked at Broly and Vegeta quietly. His eyes stayed on the two brats for a moment, with a complicated expression on his face, and then his hands continued to operate quickly on the main console.
However, no matter how hard Cocotte tried, he could not get in touch with the headquarters.