Ginyu Force 1

A piercing alarm suddenly put Karochi and Tights on high alert. This alarm system was built by Dr. Brief based on the scouter Karochi had brought to Earth.

At first, it was set to trigger at a power level of 3,000, but as Karochi's power level climbed steadily through months of training, Tights had been constantly adjusting the alarm's upper threshold.

The alarm system was divided into three levels of warning. The first level only sounded on the left side, indicating the presence of a unit with a power level exceeding 10,000.

The second level triggered both left and right, signaling a unit with a power level over 50,000. The third level, however, was a different story entirely!

Currently, after adapting to 100x gravity, Karochi's power level had reached 90,000, and the third-level alarm was set according to his maximum capacity. This meant that on the Fidel Planet ahead, there might exist a terrifying entity with a power level reaching 100,000.

And right now, the highest level—the third-level alarm—was blaring.

"Uh! Isn't Fidel Planet supposed to be a low-level planet?" Karochi asked, unsure. Could they have taken a wrong turn?

Tights tapped away at her keyboard in a panic, then frowned and said, "That's right, this is definitely Fidel Planet! The data shows it's classified as a low-level planet! But... what on earth is going on here?"

The retrieved data displayed the physical characteristics of the Fidelian race: short stature, light purple skin, and two antenna-like feelers on their heads. Due to their physiology, the Fidelian race barely trained, focusing instead on comprehensive technological development.

Now it was Karochi's turn to be dumbfounded. They don't train? My god, there's a powerhouse with over 100,000 power on this planet! It was laughable; with that kind of strength, where wouldn't they be living the high life?

Don't let the abundance of gods in Dragon Ball Z fool you, where everyone seems to have power levels in the hundreds of millions, as if anything less than a hundred million isn't worth mentioning.

In reality, across the entire universe, given the massive population, those few individual powerhouses couldn't represent the overall level of the universe. In truth, anyone with a power level over 10,000 could be called an expert, and reaching 100,000 was enough to be an overlord, capable of ruling over a dozen planets without issue.

After a moment of thought, Karochi asked, "Big Sister Tights, if we don't resupply our energy here, can the ship make it to the next planet?" He chose the safer option.

He didn't possess a skill like 'Instant Transmission' yet. If the opponent was truly strong enough to be insurmountable, they wouldn't even have a chance to run.

Having lived a second life, he didn't want to die meaninglessly. Combat required a brave spirit, but that didn't mean throwing one's life away for nothing; that wasn't bravery, it was stupidity.

To knowingly do the impossible was the behavior of a fool!

"No, if we miss this planet, the next one is half a month away! We won't make it," Tights said with a wry smile, shaking her head.

(A brief explanation: because the distances between planets in the universe are difficult to express with standard units, the flight time of the spaceship is used here as a unit of measurement!)

Karochi couldn't help but smile bitterly. Don't let the twinkling stars outside make it look close; in reality, it wasn't. The gaps between planets in the universe were vast, and the space between them was empty and deathly silent.

This void was the norm for space. It was only because their spaceship was incredibly fast that they could travel; otherwise, once they left the solar system, they would be trapped in space for the rest of their lives, never able to get out.

"Then let's do this: activate the ship's radar to scan the entire planet! Confirm the location of the high power levels. I have a feeling this isn't power the Fidelian race could possess," Karochi suggested after a moment of reflection.

Thinking back, the shattered space stations and shipwrecks outside were indeed abnormal. It was likely that the Fidelian race had suffered an outside invasion.

"Hmm! That works." Tights didn't object and began operating the controls again.

An invisible wave scanned the entire planet!

Meanwhile, in a city on Fidel Planet, a humanoid with light purple skin wearing battle armor and two long black horns stood before a group of prostrate Fidelian people. He spoke in a cold tone: "King Frieza has heard rumors on your planet regarding the Galactic Warriors! We were sent here specifically to inquire, and you claim to know nothing??"

The cold tone made the Fidelian people present tremble like chaff. Just three days ago, these aliens had descended upon their planet without warning and casually destroyed the space station they had built in orbit.

The moment the opponents arrived, they asked about 'Galactic Warriors,' leaving them completely bewildered. Initially, hoping not to provoke them, the Fidelian people didn't dare to retaliate.

After all, the opponent had destroyed their space station with a mere wave of their hand! Their strength was evident.

As for those 'Galactic Warriors,' they only knew they were powerful warriors from before the ancient times, with no other information to offer. But when they told the group of aliens everything they knew, the aliens weren't satisfied and instead began a massive slaughter and destruction.

The group identified themselves as the Ginyu Force, which completely crushed any desire the locals had to resist.

Fidel Planet had close ties with the Galactic Patrol, so they were aware of the Universe Emperor Frieza and his special forces, the Ginyu Force.

They just never expected that a trivial legend would bring these villains to their doorstep!

The leader of the Fidelian people spoke in a trembling voice: "M-my lord, w-we... we really aren't hiding anything!! We... we have already told you everything we know... please, spare our lives!"

The suffocating sense of death made his speech stutter and incoherent.

"Oh~ so you're saying the information King Frieza received is false?" Ginyu said with a playful expression, his tone exaggerated.

The lead Fidelian was so terrified he immediately looked up and waved his hands frantically: "No... no... no, I would never mean that!! We truly don't know, please, I beg you, have mercy and spare us!!"

The Fidelian people behind him pressed their bodies even lower, their entire bodies shaking violently.

These people were demons. If they heard even a single word they didn't like, they would start a massacre. Their entire city of millions had already been slaughtered down to the last hundred or so.

Just then, the scouter on Ginyu's face beeped, and a gruff voice came through.

"Captain, the Fidelian people on our side also say they don't know! What should we do? Should we just kill them all?"

Immediately following, another voice chimed in: "Recoome, keep your voice down, you're hurting my ears!"

"Oh, it's Burter! Do you and Jeice have any news from your side?"

"Not a damn thing. Same result as the Captain's side! Maybe these useless trash really don't know anything about those damn 'Galactic Warriors'." The voice that spoke wasn't Burter's, but Jeice's.

Jeice was currently furious. Being sent to this trash planet for such a nonsensical mission was already annoying enough, and now these losers didn't know anything.

Then Ginyu's voice sounded, devoid of emotional fluctuation: "Don't complain. This is a mission given to us by King Frieza! We must bring back a satisfactory result for the King."

Thinking of Frieza's terror, Jeice's face instantly turned to one of horror. That kind of absolute power only made one want to submit, without a shred of desire to resist.

"Yes! Captain, I lost my composure!!" Jeice quickly stated. That's right, complaining was disrespectful to the King! It was a crime punishable by death.

Ginyu didn't dwell on the issue, instead saying to Recoome: "Don't kill everyone just for your own amusement! Leave some to bring to the King so he can decide."

"Yes, Captain!! I understand." After answering, Recoome hung up the call and kicked a Fidelian person in front of him to death.

"Hey, hey! Recoome, what are you doing? Didn't the Captain say to leave some alive?" A short, green-skinned, four-eyed fatty asked in confusion. He was Guldo, the weakest of the entire force, but he possessed many miraculous psychic abilities.

Recoome wore a playful grin, crouching down and tilting his pineapple-shaped head as if to whisper something to Guldo, yet his voice didn't drop in the slightest: "Relax, the Captain said to leave some behind! It doesn't matter if we kill a few, right?"

"Heh heh! That's true! Let's have a contest, Recoome! Let's see who can come up with the most ways to kill them." Hearing this, Guldo broke into a cruel smile and proposed the idea.

"Fine, then let's play rock-paper-scissors! We'll see who starts first, and whoever runs out of tricks loses! The winner gets the other's chocolate for the next month."

"You're on! Come on, rock, paper, scissors."

"Rock, paper, scissors."

Listening to their brutal conversation, the Fidelian crawling on the ground were terrified to death! One of them was shaking so violently that he wet himself right there.

"Ha! I won! Sorry, Recoome, I'm going first!" Guldo let out an excited sound, clenched his fists, and walked toward the group of Fidelian with a murderous look on his face.

Recoome, standing to the side, looked completely unwilling, as if he had suffered a massive loss.

On the other side, Karochi and Tights had finished scanning the entire planet, and a virtual globe appeared in the command room with five red dots displayed on it.

Among them, two pairs were grouped together, while one was off on its own.

This was only a rough scan, so it was impossible to see the situation inside the planet, especially since Planet Fidal was completely covered by a layer of anti-detection light waves! To see the specific situation inside, they would need to send down some probe machines.

"Five of them? It looks a bit like them, but that's impossible! They shouldn't be coming to a low-level planet like this." Karochi instantly had his own theory.