What a disgrace! An absolute disgrace!
In his agitation, the pale golden aura around him flared up again uncontrollably!
"Alright, alright, we get it. You're a Pseudo Super Saiyan. Very impressive, very impressive. Don't get so worked up."
Vitelli waved his hand casually, as if soothing a child, before giving him a serious answer.
"Didn't you already know how I got stronger? Why are you asking me?"
Vegeta didn't believe a word of it. He retorted angrily:
"Don't try to fob me off with the Gravity Chamber! I can fully adapt to thirty times Planet Vegeta's gravity now! I refuse to believe that you, who were always slacking off and shirking your duties back then, could've done a better job of gravity training than me!"
Vitelli shook his head helplessly, then suddenly raised his hand and thumped Vegeta on the head.
"You brute. You only noticed me going into the Gravity Chamber? Let me ask you: is it possible—just possibly—that sometimes 'slacking off' is more important than blindly training hard?"
Vegeta was taken aback. Then he reacted as though he'd heard the biggest joke in the world.
He waved his hand and refuted it emphatically:
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! How could slacking off make you stronger? I don't believe a word you say! If you don't want to tell me, fine!"
He finished speaking in a huff, then deliberately turned his head so he wouldn't look at Vitelli.
He turned to Raditz, who was carefully watching him from the side, and spoke in a commanding tone:
"Raditz!"
"Yes, Prince Vegeta!"
Raditz quickly stood at attention.
"Since Vitelli saved your life, I'll spare you today."
Vegeta crossed his arms and spoke in a cold voice.
"From today on, you're no longer a combat member of our squad! Your new identity is a researcher under me, Vegeta! You'll be responsible for... research... whatever! Nappa!"
"Yes, Prince Vegeta!" Nappa answered immediately.
"From now on, your job is to keep Raditz safe! Whatever he wants to research, let him research!"
Vegeta ordered.
Nappa and Raditz were both taken aback. Then they immediately dropped to one knee and replied respectfully:
"Yes! We will obey your command, Prince Vegeta!"
They understood that this was perhaps Vegeta's awkward way of doing Vitelli a favor.
Vitelli couldn't help smiling at the sight.
He looked at Vegeta, who might already have had other thoughts on his mind but was still deliberately putting on an arrogant front and refusing to look at him, and asked:
"You said you wanted to go to Earth?"
Vegeta snorted and raised his chin even higher.
"So what if I did? As the prince of the Saiyan race, I'm going to find my subjects who were scattered across the universe. Do I have to report to you?!"
His tone was still as aggressive as ever.
Vitelli wasn't annoyed. He just said unhurriedly:
"But I live on Earth now."
Those words struck like thunder from a clear sky, and Vegeta's expression changed instantly!
He whipped around and glared furiously at Vitelli, as though he'd found an outlet for his anger:
"I knew it! Back on Planet Soph, that trash king spouted nonsense before he died, saying you'd gone in the direction of Earth. I scoffed at him back then! I never thought you'd actually run off and hide in some backwater place like Earth! You..."
Seeing Vegeta start up his furious tirade again, Vitelli had no choice but to interrupt and calm him down.
"Alright, alright, calm down. I went to Earth back then to look for ways to get stronger. Why are you so worked up?"
He paused, then continued when Vegeta's expression had softened slightly.
"I never said I wouldn't tell you how to get stronger, or that I wouldn't let you go to Earth."
Vegeta snorted again, his face clearly saying, "I don't believe you."
"Hmph! Are you trying to trick me into slacking off during training again? You really are just as sly and cunning as you were back then!"
Vitelli couldn't be bothered to waste any more time arguing with him.
He reached out and grabbed Vegeta by the collar of his Battle Suit, then beckoned Nappa and Raditz over.
"Come closer."
Once the two of them had come near, Vitelli's expression turned serious.
He looked across the three of them and said in a low voice:
"Let me make one thing clear first. I can take you to Earth, but! Once you get there, if you can't control your tempers and go around killing people, destroying things, or causing trouble..."
Before he finished speaking, a terrifying aura beyond words suddenly burst out from within him!
Vegeta, Nappa, and Raditz instantly turned deathly pale before that aura!
Vegeta could just barely remain standing, but his body had already begun to tremble uncontrollably, and beads of cold sweat had formed on his forehead.
Nappa's legs went weak, and he nearly fell to his knees.
As the weakest of the three, Raditz was slammed face-first onto the ground by that invisible pressure. He could barely breathe!
"...I'll make sure you die without a place to be buried!"
Vitelli's icy voice rang in their ears with the clarity of a final judgment.
"Is that clear?"
The overwhelming pressure receded like a tide.
The three of them immediately gasped for breath, their eyes filled with fear and reverence unlike anything they'd ever felt before.
Only after seeing all three of them stiffly nod did Vitelli return to his relaxed expression.
He grabbed Vegeta and Nappa by their collars with one hand each, then planted a foot on Raditz's back while he was still sprawled on the ground, unable to recover.
"Let's go!"
Whoosh—!
The next moment, the four of them vanished from the desolate planet without a trace, leaving behind only the still-burning campfire and the meat on the grill, already a little charred.
Some time later, several oddly shaped single-person spacecraft streaked down toward the desolate planet, trailing flames.
Their hatches opened, and several strange-looking figures emerged.
As soon as they left their ships, they quickly assembled in formation, then struck an absurdly embarrassing pose that would make any onlooker cringe so hard their toes curled!
"We are the Ginyu Force!!!" x5
After striking their pose, several of them immediately dispersed as ordered, turning into streaks of light as they rushed off to search different corners of the planet. Their movements were swift and professional.
Only their captain, Ginyu, remained. He walked over to the round spaceships Vegeta and the others had left behind, pressed a finger to the Scouter on his ear, and reported respectfully:
"Lord Frieza, we only found the spaceships abandoned by the Vegeta Squad on this planet. The three of them are nowhere to be found. I've already sent Jeice and Burter to thoroughly search the surrounding area. We won't miss a single corner of this planet!"
There was a brief silence on the other end of the Scouter before Frieza's polite yet murderous voice came through:
"Ho ho ho~~! Thank you for your efforts, Captain Ginyu. Please find the place where those Saiyan rats are hiding. Once you locate them, don't alert them. Contact me immediately. I'll go there in person."
"Yes, Lord Frieza!"
Ginyu replied at once, but after a moment's hesitation, he added:
"But Lord Frieza, dealing with a traitorous squad like Vegeta's is well within the Ginyu Force's capabilities! Why trouble yourself by going in person?"
Frieza chuckled coldly over the communicator, his tone seeming reassuring but allowing no room for argument.
"I know Captain Ginyu wants to share my burdens~ How thoughtful of you. But there's no need. When it comes to those damned Saiyan monkeys, I won't be at ease until I've crushed them with my own hands! Just don't forget, Captain Ginyu: once you find them, you must notify me 'immediately'!"
The four words "immediately" were deliberately emphasized, making Ginyu's heart skip a beat. He quickly bowed his head and obeyed:
"Yes! I understand! I will obey your command without fail, Lord Frieza!"
While the Ginyu Force continued searching the planet in every direction,
the first thing Vitelli had his companions do after bringing them to Earth was...
Eat!
Looking at the mountain of plates, along with the robots that were all smoking and on the verge of breaking down because the food had been coming out so quickly,
Dr. Brief adjusted his glasses and exclaimed without thinking:
"As expected of friends Vitelli brought over. They can really eat just as much as he can."
Chapter 30: A Super Warrior Was Born from a Benevolent Lie
In the God of Destruction Realm, the unchanging, gentle sunlight shone warmly over the modern house.
Bulma had neatly sorted away her precision research instruments, design blueprints, and personal belongings.
She clapped her hands in satisfaction, took a Capsule marked "Miscellaneous" from her Hoi-Poi Capsule case, and lightly tossed it forward.
"Poof!"
After a cloud of white smoke, the pile of belongings on the ground vanished instantly, all stored inside the tiny Capsule.
Vitelli watched in amazement and couldn't help exclaiming:
"No matter how many times I see it, this thing is just so convenient. Space technology has really come this far."
Bulma proudly lifted her chin and said:
"Of course! This is the greatest invention ever made by Capsule Corp, bar none! But..."
She changed tack, her eyes sparkling with confidence.
"I'll definitely surpass this technology in the future and create inventions that'll amaze everyone!"
Vitelli smiled without replying, only thinking to himself:
The Time Machine you invent in the future really will amaze everyone like never before.
Of course, he wouldn't say that now.
Taking Bulma's hand, the two of them walked outside to the lawn.
Beerus and Whis were sitting leisurely at a table, enjoying afternoon tea.
Ever since Vitelli had nearly finished clearing out all the planets in the universe that needed to be dealt with, Beerus had settled into the comfortable life of a retired old man.
Except in the mornings, when he couldn't be found, he could usually be seen either leisurely enjoying tea and snacks or dozing on a recliner with a faint snore.
If Vitelli hadn't known he was a God of Destruction, he would've thought he was a particularly gluttonous, sleepy, and bad-tempered pet cat that he and Bulma had raised.
"Lord Beerus, Whis, we're heading back to Earth."
Vitelli greeted them.
Beerus glanced at him lazily and grunted to show he'd heard.
Whis nodded with a smile.
"Have a safe trip, Vitelli-san and Bulma-san. Remember to bring back some local Earth delicacies next time you return~"
After confirming once again that the two of them had no intention of coming along to Earth, Vitelli nodded.
"Well, we're off."
Whis and Beerus raised a hand in perfect unison and waved casually, bidding them farewell.
Their perfect coordination made Vitelli smile.
Whoosh—!
Instant Transmission activated! It felt as though no time had passed at all. The strange scenery of the God of Destruction Realm instantly gave way to the familiar landscape of Earth.
Outside the entrance to Dr. Brief's estate in West City.