Cabba

Just as Sun Wumian was about to share his thoughts,

Clack!

The door opened.

Everyone turned to look.

Caulifla glanced over, then continued fiddling with the pendant hanging around her neck, lost in thought.

"Who are you? This is our base. Get out," Colen said bluntly, stepping in front of the intruder.

Sun Wumian looked over too. Huh? Cabba? The newcomer was none other than Cabba, the Universe 6 Saiyan he knew of.

Cabba ignored Colen and walked over to Caulifla, fixing his gaze on her.

"You're Miss Caulifla, aren't you?"

"Tch... So what if I am? Who are you?"

"You stole something from the Sadala Army. You have to give it back." Cabba pointed at the pendant around Caulifla's neck.

"Tch, is that so? If you want it back, try fighting me with everything you've got. Though I've never met a Saiyan who could beat me." Caulifla stood up with a scoff.

"In that case, I'm afraid I'll have to offend you." With that, Cabba headed outside first.

Everyone followed him out.

With one kick—just one—Caulifla sent Cabba flying into a small rocky hill. He slid back down to the ground.

She looked disdainfully at Cabba as he struggled to his feet. "Trying to order me around? You're a million years too early. So, do you still want your stuff back?"

"Damn it." Cabba wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. "The pendant is a tribute for King of Sadala. What am I going to do?"

"But this pendant is so tacky. If you want it back, there is a way." Caulifla suddenly spoke again.

"Huh? What way?" Cabba asked at once, his heart lifting with hope.

"It's simple. That guy over there wants to see what the Sadala Army can do. I hear you're the army's top prodigy. Take us to the Royal City so he can see for himself, and I'll give the pendant back once it's done."

Caulifla pointed at Sun Wumian, who was standing nearby.

"I see. Outsiders really can't enter the Royal City without permission. Fine, I'll take you there. But don't cause trouble."

"Do I look like the type?" Caulifla said, crossing her arms with a disgruntled look.

Cabba thought, You are. Just hearing your name is enough to make little kids stop crying.

By now, Sun Wumian understood. No wonder she'd been putting it off for so many days. She still hadn't figured out how to get into the Royal City. But hadn't she said she'd never met a Saiyan who could beat her? She could just force her way in.

She probably doesn't want to make such a big scene over something so trivial.

"Miss Caulifla, could you give me the pendant back for now? The banquet for King of Sadala is in three days, and the tribute has to be delivered in advance," Cabba said again.

"Here. Catch." Caulifla pulled the pendant from around her neck and tossed it to him. "We're all Saiyans, a warrior race. I trust you. Don't forget what you promised."

"No problem. I'll have someone take it back first, then we can head to the Royal City together. If we're quick, we should make it in time for the king's banquet. I hear there'll be plenty of delicious food this time. Oh, and I can only bring three people to the banquet. I can't do anything about bringing more."

"What? Delicious food? Then hurry up! I can't stand that King of Sadala, but I'll make an exception and attend this time."

Uh, are all Saiyans foodies? They hear about food and can't think about anything else. Goku's the same; even a hundred people's worth of food in one day isn't enough for him. Come to think of it, I'm hungry too. I could easily put away eight or ten bowls. Huh, why do my legs feel a little weak? Sun Wumian thought.

Half a day later, Cabba returned.

And so, Sun Wumian, Caulifla, Kale, and Cabba set off together, flying toward the Saiyan Royal City on Planet Sadala.

"At this speed, it'll take at least four or five days to reach the Royal City. Can't you go faster?" Cabba said, shaking his head as soon as they set off.

"This is as fast as I can go." Sun Wumian was helpless. The wind had blown his hair out of place, but he still couldn't keep up. The gap in their strength was just too great. Even Cabba's battle power was over 500,000.

"Hey, doesn't the Sadala Army have fast flying cars? Bring one out."

"There's only one flying car, and we're faster than it anyway. Don't joke around."

"Then you'll have to carry him while you fly, Cabba," Caulifla said.

There was no comparison between the speed of someone with 500,000 battle power and someone with 20,000. Fortunately, Sun Wumian trained his body every day, so he could just barely withstand the speed.

Come to think of it, Planet Sadala seemed even bigger than Planet Namek. After nearly a full day, they finally reached the outskirts of the Royal City.

From a distance, the grandeur of the Royal City was beyond anything you could imagine.

"Let's go down." When they were still some distance from the Royal City, Cabba pointed at the ground with his thumb and descended first.

"What's the deal? Can't we just fly straight in?" Caulifla followed him down, landing as she grumbled.

"The rules say flying is forbidden within the Royal City. Of course, if you want the Sadala Army soldiers to hunt you down, go ahead and try."

"Hmph, when did they come up with such a stupid rule? Now I have to try it."

"Come on, Miss Caulifla. I'm begging you. Didn't we agree not to cause trouble?" Seeing things take a turn for the worse, Cabba hurried to stop her.

"Did I say that? I don't remember."

Sun Wumian couldn't watch any longer, so he spoke up. "All right, we're here already. Walking the rest of the way won't take long."

"I was only joking. I don't have the energy to mess around with all that. Let's hurry into the city and find something to eat."

Hmm? Something wasn't right. Sun Wumian used his Scouter to check the battle power of the Saiyans inside the Royal City.

Strange. Going by the local Saiyan rankings, there were fewer than fifty lower-class warriors and fewer than ten middle-class warriors. He couldn't detect a single upper-class warrior with battle power over 500,000.

"Cabba, let me ask you something. Why does it feel like there aren't many strong fighters in the Royal City?" Sun Wumian asked in confusion.

"What do you mean? The Sadala Army has over a hundred powerful warriors and tens of thousands of ordinary soldiers. Isn't that enough? It's the strongest mercenary army in the universe," Cabba said with particular pride.

"Uh, is that so?" Sun Wumian was a little disappointed. If his battle power kept increasing, there wouldn't be many Saiyans he could use for check-ins.

The weakness of the Super Saiyan Check-in System he was bound to was becoming clear.

"System, calculate the optimal order before checking in from now on." He would have to put his math knowledge to use and have the system calculate the optimal solution, so he could increase his battle power as much as possible.

"Looks like I can't rely on the system all the time. I'll have to make use of my Saiyan bloodline now and then and increase my battle power through fighting," Sun Wumian muttered to himself.

Before they knew it, they had entered the Royal City without a hitch. With Cabba there, nothing went wrong. After all, he was the Sadala Army's top prodigy, and that came with a few privileges.

The Saiyans who passed by were afraid when they saw Caulifla. It seemed her reputation was no joke.