Establishing One's Own Faction

"We can master this too?"

Upon hearing Sun Yu's words, Oli and Hill were both shocked. However, Sun Yu provided a thorough explanation regarding the application of ki, leaving the couple filled with wonder.

Taking this opportunity, Sun Yu shared much about life on Earth with Oli and Hill, as well as various methods to increase one's combat power. In the midst of their chat, Sun Yu retrieved two sets of pre-prepared Weighted Gear from the Hoi-Poi Capsule he carried with him.

"Is this what you called a Hoi-Poi Capsule and Weighted Gear?"

Watching Sun Yu toss out a small capsule-like object, a massive cabinet appeared out of thin air with a "poof." Inside the cabinet were various types of Weighted Gear, from which Sun Yu pulled out two sets for Oli and Hill.

"Uncle Oli, Aunt Hill, this is a Weighted Vest, weighing 50 kilograms, and these shoes and wristbands add up to another 50 kilograms. Lana and I wear these all the time; they are incredibly helpful for training!"

"Thank you, Kael!"

Oli and Hill happily accepted the Weighted Gear from Sun Yu, clearly enamored with them. As elders, they felt a sense of shame being so far surpassed by their junior, Sun Yu. Having heard him speak of the Weighted Gear and the Gravity Training Room he and Lana used, they had long yearned for such equipment.

Now that they had the gear, they quickly put it on and moved around, immediately feeling the strain. After all, the gravity on Planet Vegeta was ten times that of Earth, meaning the 100 kilograms of Weighted Gear they wore effectively felt like 1,000 kilograms.

"It's hard to imagine you two little ones wearing this stuff and acting like it's nothing!" Uncle Oli exclaimed.

"Dear, we need to work twice as hard too. We can't let little Kael look down on us!" Hill looked at her husband tenderly, her eyes burning with fighting spirit.

After chatting a while longer, Sun Yu's expression turned serious as he asked Uncle Oli, "Uncle Oli, what is your take on the relationship between Frieza and King Vegeta?"

Upon hearing this, Uncle Oli's face darkened. After a long silence, he sighed and said, "Frieza possesses the most powerful army in the universe. Even as proud as we Saiyan are, we must follow his commands today. King Vegeta has been making more and more subtle moves over the past two years. He thinks he's hiding it well, but his schemes are known to everyone... Sigh!"

Uncle Oli had long heard rumors about Frieza planting spies among the Saiyan. He had originally wanted to stay out of the power struggles of the upper echelons, but...

"When the nest is overturned, no egg remains intact!"

"Uncle is indeed a wise man!" Sun Yu grinned. "But even without King Vegeta's little schemes, Frieza is not friendly toward us Saiyan. He has long since installed listening devices in the Scouter units distributed to us, specifically to monitor our every move."

"Why would he do that? Does that mean King Vegeta's conspiracy has been under Frieza's nose the whole time? Then why hasn't he taken action?"

"Because there's no need," Sun Yu said calmly. "No matter how many troops King Vegeta gathers, he cannot overcome Frieza's absolute power. He is destined to fail!"

"Cannot overcome him? What if you two joined forces?" Uncle Oli stood up abruptly. In his mind, King Vegeta was synonymous with power, yet Sun Yu was claiming he couldn't defeat Frieza.

"As much as I hate to admit it... I am not his match yet!" Sun Yu said after a moment of silence.

The atmosphere in the room grew heavy. Seeing the tension, Aunt Hill stepped in to smooth things over. "Kael, what are your thoughts? I feel like you must have a plan of your own!"

Sun Yu nodded. "We'll take it one step at a time. We'll find an opportunity to escape Planet Vegeta, go into hiding, and train properly. Once our strength surpasses Frieza's, we'll teach that brat a lesson!"

This remark made Uncle Oli laugh despite himself. Although, as a warrior race, fleeing was a shameful act for a Saiyan, Uncle Oli was not a stubborn man; he understood the principle that as long as the green hills remain, there is no need to worry about firewood.

"Good, then we must train hard and strive to surpass Frieza as soon as possible!"

Uncle Oli said with full confidence. Sun Yu's mouth twitched; he truly couldn't bear to tell Uncle Oli Frieza's real combat power. A man with a combat power of a few thousand, full of spirit, wanting to surpass a monster with a maximum combat power of 120 million—it was truly an inspirational story!

Just as Sun Yu was silently roasting Uncle Oli in his mind, footsteps sounded outside. The conversation between Lana and Hill ceased, and all four turned toward the door.

"Knock, knock, knock..."

Following three rhythmic knocks, a timid voice came from outside: "My lord, the living room downstairs has been cleaned up. I've had someone buy new furniture to replace the broken pieces, exactly like the originals. Also, the members of the Rep Squad have arrived and are waiting in the hall!"

Sun Yu opened the door to see a young Saiyan standing there, looking at him with eyes full of awe and worship.

"Oh, you must be Alanks!"

"My name is Alanks, my lord."

Sun Yu blushed, cleared his throat, and said, "Let's go down and take a look!"

If Uncle Oli had previously opposed Sun Yu's takeover of the Rep Squad, he no longer felt that way after learning of the conflict between Frieza and King Vegeta. After all, more companions meant a better chance of survival.

Thus, Alanks led Sun Yu and Uncle Oli downstairs. Lana and Hill stayed behind, saying they had much to catch up on as mother and daughter.

In the living room downstairs, over a dozen people stood in four neat rows. The front row consisted of those who had caused trouble at Oli's house; they were the strongest of the group, and their eyes held an irrepressible smugness. The rows behind them had weaker auras, and some looked at Sun Yu with fear, as if he were a man-eating monster.

Sun Yu was baffled by their gazes. He counted the heads and realized something was wrong. "Didn't you say there were over thirty people? Why are there only these few?"

A bald man with a handlebar mustache stepped forward, looking at Sun Yu with a fawning expression. "Reporting to my lord, the others were disobedient. When they heard Captain Lelton was dead, they wanted to leave and start their own faction. We have already executed them all, just as you ordered!"

"Huh?" Sun Yu was stunned. "Wait, if they wanted to start their own faction, let them. When did I ever say to kill them?"

No wonder the people in the back were looking at him like that! This idiot had faked his orders!

Sun Yu was about to lose his temper when Alanks spoke up weakly, "My lord, you said to cross off anyone who didn't want to come... didn't that mean to kill them?"

Hearing this, Sun Yu slapped his forehead. He was already despairing over these Saiyan whose brains were only filled with fighting and killing. What kind of comprehension was this!