Seven Stars Align, Have You All Changed?

Planet Frieza No. 79.

Frieza Force First Legion, combat readiness and logistics division.

Inside the medical bay, a group of bizarre-looking creatures with vastly different physiques were whispering to one another while gathered around a medical tank.

Inside the tank, a naked human male was being observed and studied as if he were a monkey.

Yet, despite his eyes being closed, his entire body radiated an incredibly terrifying aura.

He was none other than the Prince of all Saiyans, Vegeta!

A Saiyan? Vegeta?

That's right!!!

This world is the Dragon Ball world, and this is Planet Frieza No. 79, a supply outpost built specifically for the soldiers of the Frieza Force, as well as one of the back gardens of the cosmic real estate mogul, Frieza.

The current date is December 13th, Age 762.

After the battle on Earth, Vegeta, who had left the planet on the brink of death, spent eighteen days returning here and underwent over half a month of treatment; now, he was finally fully recovered.

No!

Theoretically, he hadn't fully recovered yet, because at this moment, Vegeta had not yet awakened, and he was no longer the original Vegeta.

To trace the cause, one must go back to when Vegeta fled Earth.

While Vegeta was barely clinging to life thanks to the emergency medical functions of his space pod, Wu Xiao, who had transmigrated, took over his body while he was in a coma.

As an ordinary person, this was an absurd thing for Wu Xiao, but it had actually come true.

Looking back to before the transmigration, he had taken a high-priced telescope to the rooftop of his apartment building to watch the alignment of the seven stars, and after bragging in a group chat about how he was about to be the first to join the ranks of transmigrators...

The group was discussing the plot of Dragon Ball Daima at the time.

After a heated discussion where everyone expressed their opinions, Wu Xiao, also a fan of the Dragon Ball anime, joined in.

When the topic turned to who they would want to be if they transmigrated into the Dragon Ball world, Wu Xiao chose Vegeta without hesitation; after all, even if the Prince remained the eternal runner-up in the later stages, his personality was just too compelling.

They talked so deeply that when the seven-star alignment appeared, he became overly anxious, and in his clumsy haste—whether he lost his footing or was blown by a gust of wind—he stumbled and fell off the building.

And then, he transmigrated into the severely injured body of Vegeta.

It was fortunate that the original Vegeta was already on the verge of death; otherwise, Wu Xiao was certain that he would have been the one consumed, not the other way around.

Since becoming Vegeta, Wu Xiao had spent this entire time merging with everything from Vegeta's past.

"All indicators have returned to normal. It is time."

At this moment, an alien with a dinosaur-like appearance muttered.

Immediately following this, he walked quickly to the instrument console nearby.

After a series of commands were entered, the medical fluid inside the tank began to drain. After a brief moment, Vegeta was completely exposed to the sight of all the aliens.

"As expected of the warrior race, the Saiyans."

"To have recovered completely after sustaining such severe injuries."

"I wonder what kind of enemy he encountered to make Lord Vegeta suffer such heavy wounds."

"Shh! Shut your mouths, do you want to die?"

A series of discussions erupted, but someone stepped forward to silence them, causing the entire room to fall quiet.

The lead dinosaur-alien approached the opened medical tank and spoke to Vegeta, who still had his eyes closed: "It is done, Lord Vegeta. You may open your eyes now."

As his words fell, he suddenly flinched and took half a step back.

He had been startled by Vegeta suddenly opening his eyes.

Those terrifying, bloodshot eyes radiated an incomparably chilling aura that made one tremble.

With his consciousness fully awakened and having completely accepted everything about Vegeta, Wu Xiao took several deep breaths to steady himself.

It had felt like a dream before, but now he truly felt that he was alive, and that he was living in the Dragon Ball world as Vegeta.

"My sincerest apologies, although the medical equipment healed your injuries, it was unable to regenerate your tail..." the dinosaur-alien reported the results of the treatment cautiously.

As the squad leader of this medical unit, he held a certain status here, but in the eyes of high-level warriors, he was just ordinary service staff who could be disposed of at will if they were dissatisfied.

Hearing his words, many thoughts flashed through Wu Xiao's mind before he stepped out of the medical tank.

As he emerged, he composed his emotions and spoke: "It is of no consequence; the tail will grow back on its own in time. How long have I been undergoing treatment?"

A seemingly simple question, yet it undoubtedly made everyone present heave a sigh of relief.

They, the staff of this outpost, could not afford to offend a big shot of Vegeta's level.

Thus, in the past, they had either been sycophantic or kept their heads down and focused only on their work.

The dinosaur-alien wore a fawning expression, and upon confirming that Vegeta had no intention of blaming them, he began to flatter him.

"Calculating by the time, from the day you returned until now, a total of twenty-three days have passed..." the dinosaur-alien replied respectfully.

Twenty-three days—it had actually been quite a long time.

Along the way, he also brought up a few other matters.

For instance, Cui, the arch-rival of the original Vegeta, had issued a death order upon learning that he had returned severely wounded, demanding that he report to him as soon as his treatment was complete.

Such a thing—let alone for Wu Xiao, who had now merged with and possessed Vegeta—even the original Vegeta would have turned a blind eye to.

Who was Cui?

A mere ant with a combat power of 18,000.

As a transmigrator, Wu Xiao...

No! He should be the brand-new Vegeta now.

How could Vegeta not know how strong his current combat power was!

With his current combat power of 24,000, even Dodoria was nothing to him, so what did a mere Cui amount to?

Even the original Vegeta had a hundred ways to kill him; he had only endured and ignored him due to the presence of Frieza.

I am not the original Vegeta. You had better not provoke me, or I won't give you the chance to leave this planet. As the thought flashed through his mind, Vegeta suddenly froze.

After merging with and possessing the original body, his style of conduct and emotions had indeed been influenced to a certain degree, and he would find himself harboring murderous intent before he even realized it.

Of course, this was normal. He was originally just an ordinary person, and as a transmigrator, the amount of information he possessed was incomparable to that of the original Vegeta...

Now that he had merged with everything that was Vegeta, how could he possibly maintain his original mindset?

However, as the reborn Vegeta, he would no longer be like the original Vegeta...

Beside his ears, the voice of the dinosaur-like alien continued to ring out. With his help, Vegeta learned more information and arrived at the locker room to change into a new battle suit.

Watching the anime in his past life, he had never been able to understand why Vegeta insisted on wearing this standard-issue battle suit.

Now he finally understood; this type of battle suit was incredibly comfortable and perfectly suited for the movements of warriors like them. It was not only soft and capable of maintaining a constant temperature, but it also possessed extremely strong defensive capabilities.

"Lord Vegeta, here is the latest upgraded scouter."

Taking the scouter and putting it on, Vegeta muttered to himself, "For me at the moment, this thing is indeed still somewhat useful."

With that, Vegeta stepped forward and walked outside.

Just now, he had actually subconsciously wanted to refuse, because that was the opinion of the original Vegeta.

Having learned to sense ki, he felt that the scouter had become quite useless, as it merely detected a numerical value.

But as a transmigrator, Vegeta knew that in this early stage, the scouter was still an indispensable tool with many uses.

At the very least, he would definitely need it when he went to Planet Namek later.

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