Broly reached out and caught it steadily, then happily twirled it between his fingertips.
Then he pointed his gun at Kahseral.
Behind Kahseral's monocle, his eyes were fixed on the gun in Broly's hand.
His fist clenched and unclenched repeatedly, his knuckles cracking.
Finally, he looked up at the ceiling Flying Saucer saucer, let out a long sigh, and his shoulders slumped completely.
"Call out--"
Spiral flames enveloped Kahseral's body.
He did not resist, and his body also shrank rapidly, turning into a small object with two pointed ends.
Broly bent down to pick it up, and together with Dyspo, he held it in his palm, grinning broadly.
"I... can I stay outside?" Cocotte asked hurriedly, her voice trembling slightly, her hands twisting together in front of her. "I promise I'll behave!"
Reiz turned his head, his gaze landing on Cocotte's face, a slight smile playing on his lips, his eyes filled with amusement. "No, you're the most dishonest one here."
Cocotte's body stiffened.
"Don't think I don't know," Reiz said slowly. "You secretly contacted the Pride Troopers headquarters and even sent them a message, right?"
Cocotte stared blankly at Reiz, her mouth slightly agape, her face filled with astonishment.
Her pupils contracted, her Adam's apple bobbed, but she couldn't utter a single word.
"Don't resist! Otherwise, I'll turn you into a tiny person and throw you into Broly's pocket so he can beat you up." Reiz's face was fierce, but his eyes held a hint of mischief.
"Huh?" Cocotte was taken aback at first, her eyes darted around, and then all the color drained from her face. She looked at Reiz with a look of horror, and then turned to look at Broly, who was standing next to her with an innocent look on his face, not knowing anything at all.
" Reiz, what Broly to hit her?" Linoshi tilted her head, her blue eyes full of confusion.
"Ahem... use that to beat her up!" Reiz laughed awkwardly, raising his hand to touch his nose.
Linoshi blinked, still a little confused.
Did Broly bring a whip?
Fortunately, Linoshi didn't press the matter further.
Reiz secretly breathed a sigh of relief, his fingers wiping discreetly at his side.
"You... you... are you a demon?" Cocotte angry that she burst into tears, her eyes reddening, her lips trembling, and her pink face filled with humiliation.
"Don't resist, or I'll beat you up!" Broly chuckled, pointing the gun at Cocotte's body, while his other hand rummaged in his pocket, as if looking for something.
"Then... you mustn't put me in Broly's pocket!" Cocotte quickly turned to Reiz, her voice choked with emotion.
"Alright then, as long as you don't resist, I can put you in my pocket." Reiz said with a smile.
Cocotte's lips twitched violently, her face filled with helplessness and despair.
"Call out--"
Broly didn't waste any more words and immediately pulled the trigger.
Spiral flames erupted from the gun's muzzle, instantly enveloping Cocotte's body.
Cocotte closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembled, and she offered no resistance.
Her body rapidly shrank, turning into a small object with pointed ends.
Broly stepped forward, lifted her off the ground, and casually handed her to Reiz.
Reiz took the small object, examined it closely, and then stuffed it into his breast pocket.
His pocket bulged slightly; he patted it and nodded in satisfaction.
Broly then casually stuffed the shrunken Dyspo and Kahseral into his pocket, patting them to make sure they were properly inside.
" Reiz, I need to use the restroom first," Vegeta suddenly said, his voice tinged with unease, his legs slightly clenched together.
"Go ahead, go ahead." Reiz waved his hand, his gaze never leaving Broly.
"You went to the bathroom three minutes ago, didn't you?" Broly turned to look at Vegeta, tilting his head with a look of confusion in his eyes.
"Idiot! I have diarrhea! I can't hold it in!" Vegeta snapped, his face flushed red, and his tail flicked irritably.
"Is it because you're not used to the new environment?" Reiz stroked his chin thoughtfully.
"Hmph, there's something wrong with their water! It makes my stomach hurt!" Vegeta gritted his teeth and glared at the box of golden liquid in the corner.
Broly's eyes darted around, and he reached into his pocket, pulling out a shrunken Dyspo and handing it to Vegeta: "Use this to plug it up."
Vegeta was taken aback at first, looking down at the small purple object in Broly's palm, momentarily unable to react.
However, his expression quickly changed.
From white to red, from red to purple, the veins on his forehead bulged out one by one.
"Who... who would use this to block?" Vegeta shouted angrily, his voice trembling with rage.
"I'm doing this for your own good." Broly scratched his head, looking completely innocent, his eyes as sincere as clear water. "Why are you so angry?"
"Get lost! Don't talk to me!" Vegeta huffed, then turned and ran toward the toilet, his steps hurried and heavy, his tail swishing loudly behind him.
Reiz put his hand to his forehead, his palm covering his face, and didn't lower it for a long time.
Linoshi couldn't help but chuckle, a slight smile playing on her lips. She quickly covered her mouth with her hand, her shoulders trembling slightly.
Five minutes later.
The Flying Saucer passed through Earth's atmosphere, the ship's hull trembled slightly, and clouds rushed past the porthole.
In a desolate area, the Flying Saucer slowly descended, and the landing device touched the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust.
The hatch opened, and air carrying the scent of earth and grass rushed in.
Reiz, holding Linoshi's hand, stepped onto the earth.
He took a deep breath, his chest expanding, and slowly exhaled, the corners of his mouth unconsciously turning up slightly.
Indeed, whether in my past life or this one, the air on Earth is definitely fresher.
Even if this Earth has absolutely no connection to my past life.
Broly jumped off the Flying Saucer, his feet landing on the soft soil, and looked around curiously.
As for Vegeta, he's still holed up in the Flying Saucer.
"Let's go," Reiz said with a smile.
" Vegeta hasn't finished using the toilet yet," Broly said, pointing to the open door of the Flying Saucer behind him.
Reiz paused, a slight twitch at the corner of his mouth. "Let's wait for him."
He had his hands in his pockets and looked up at the sky above the Earth.
The clouds are white, the sky is blue, and the wind is gentle.
A full ten minutes passed before Vegeta finally stepped off the Flying Saucer.
His steps were unsteady, and his complexion was not good, but his chin was still held high, and his arms were still crossed over his chest.
"How about we just block it up?" Broly pulled the shrunken Dyspo from his pocket again and handed it to Vegeta, his eyes so sincere it made you want to punch him.
Vegeta, his face dark, turned around, his back to Broly, his tail held straight up, not wanting to say a word.