Planet Frieza No. 79.
Frieza Force First Legion, Logistics and Readiness Division.
Inside the Treatment Room, a group of strange-looking aliens of all shapes and sizes were whispering to one another as they stared at a healing machine.
Inside the machine was a completely naked human man, being examined like a monkey.
Though his eyes were closed, an incredibly terrifying presence emanated from his entire body.
He was none other than the Saiyan Prince, Vegeta!
A Saiyan? Vegeta?
That's right!!!
This was the Dragon Ball world. This was Frieza Planet 79, a supply outpost built specifically to house Frieza Force soldiers—and one of the backyards of Frieza, the space real-estate tycoon.
The date was December 13, Age 762.
After the battle on Earth, Vegeta had left the planet on the brink of death. It had taken him eighteen days to return here, and after more than half a month of treatment, he had finally made a full recovery.
No!
Theoretically, he hadn't fully recovered yet. Vegeta hadn't regained consciousness, and he was no longer the same Vegeta as before.
To trace the cause, we had to go back to when Vegeta fled Earth.
Vegeta had barely clung to life with the emergency treatment function of his spaceship. While he was unconscious, Wu Xiao had transmigrated into his body and taken it over.
As an ordinary person, Wu Xiao found the whole thing utterly absurd, but it had really happened.
Before transmigrating, he had taken the expensive binoculars he'd bought up to the rooftop of his apartment building to watch the seven stars align. Then he'd bragged a little in the group chat, saying he was about to get a head start and join the transmigrator army...
At the time, the group chat had been discussing the plot of Dragon Ball Daima.
After an intense debate, everyone had shared their opinions. Wu Xiao was also a huge fan of the Dragon Ball anime.
When they got to talking about who they'd want to become if they transmigrated into the Dragon Ball world, Wu Xiao had chosen Vegeta without hesitation. Even if the Prince remained second-best for most of the later story, his personal charm was just too strong.
They'd gotten so caught up in the conversation that when the seven stars aligned, he'd panicked. In his haste, he wasn't sure whether he'd lost his footing or been blown over by some strange gust of wind, but he stumbled and fell from the building.
And then he transmigrated into the badly injured Vegeta's body.
Fortunately, the original Vegeta had already been gravely wounded and was on the verge of death. Otherwise, Wu Xiao was certain he would have been the one consumed. He wouldn't have had the chance to take over Vegeta's body.
After becoming Vegeta, Wu Xiao had spent this entire time merging with everything from Vegeta's past.
"All the indicators have returned to normal. It's time."
A dinosaur-like alien murmured the words.
He immediately hurried over to the control console nearby.
After entering a series of commands, the Healing Fluid began draining from the machine. In a short time, Vegeta was fully exposed to the aliens' view.
"As expected of the battle-loving Saiyans."
"He's completely healed, despite having suffered such severe injuries."
"I wonder what kind of enemy could have wounded Lord Vegeta so badly."
"Shh! Be quiet, unless you want to get us all killed..."
A flurry of whispers broke out, until someone finally spoke up to silence them. The whole room fell quiet.
The dinosaur-like alien in charge approached the open treatment machine and spoke to Vegeta, whose eyes were still closed. "You're all set, Lord Vegeta. You can open your eyes now."
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly flinched and took half a step back.
Vegeta had opened his eyes without warning, startling him.
Those terrifying, bloodshot eyes radiated a bone-chilling menace.
Fully conscious now and having completely absorbed everything that belonged to Vegeta, Wu Xiao sucked in several deep breaths before he managed to steady himself.
Until now, it had all felt like a dream. But now he could truly feel that he was alive—and living in the Dragon Ball world as Vegeta.
"I'm very sorry. Although the treatment machine healed your injuries, it couldn't regenerate your tail..." The dinosaur-like alien cautiously reported the results of the treatment.
As the leader of this treatment squad, he held a certain amount of authority here. But in the eyes of high-ranking warriors, he was just an ordinary attendant, someone they could dispose of at will if they were displeased.
Hearing this, a flurry of thoughts flashed through Wu Xiao's mind. He slowly stepped out of the treatment machine.
As he emerged, he composed himself and said, "It's fine. My tail will grow back on its own eventually. How long was I being treated?"
His seemingly simple question put everyone in the room at ease.
They couldn't afford to offend someone as important as Vegeta. So whenever they saw him, they either flattered him or kept their heads down and focused on their work.
The dinosaur-like alien put on an ingratiating smile. Once he was sure Vegeta didn't intend to blame him, he began to flatter him.
"According to our records, it's been twenty-three days since you returned..." the dinosaur-like alien answered respectfully.
Twenty-three days. That was quite a long time.
He went on to mention a few other things as well.
For example, Vegeta's old nemesis, Cui, had issued a strict order after learning that he'd returned badly injured. Cui had demanded that Vegeta report to him as soon as his treatment was over.
Something like that wouldn't faze Wu Xiao, who had now merged with Vegeta and taken over his body. Even the original Vegeta would have ignored it.
Who was Cui, anyway?
A mere weakling with a power level of 18,000.
As a transmigrator, Wu Xiao...
No! He should be called the new Vegeta now.
How could Vegeta not know how strong he was now?
With a power level of 24,000, even Dodoria was nothing to him. What could a mere Cui possibly do?
Even the original Vegeta could have killed him in a hundred different ways. He'd only put up with him and ignored him because of Frieza.
I'm not the old Vegeta. You'd better not provoke me, or I'll make sure you never leave this planet. The thought flashed through Vegeta's mind, then he suddenly paused.
After merging with the original Vegeta, his manner and emotions had indeed been affected to some extent. He found himself developing murderous impulses without even realizing it.
Of course, that was only natural. He himself had been an ordinary person. As a transmigrator, the only thing he had over the original Vegeta was the amount of information he possessed...
Now that he had merged with everything Vegeta had been, how could he possibly keep his original nature?
Still, as the new Vegeta, he wouldn't be like the old Vegeta...
The dinosaur-like alien continued talking in his ear. With his help, Vegeta learned more about what had happened and made his way to the changing room, where he put on a fresh Battle Suit.
Back in his previous life, when he watched the anime, he'd never understood why Vegeta was so determined to wear this standard-issue Battle Suit.
Now he understood. It was extremely comfortable and perfectly suited to a warrior's movements. It was soft, maintained a steady temperature, and offered powerful protection.
"Lord Vegeta, we also have the latest upgraded Scouter here."
Vegeta took the Scouter and put it on, then murmured, "For someone like me right now, this thing still has some use."
With that, Vegeta stepped toward the exit.
At first, he'd instinctively wanted to refuse, because that was what the original Vegeta would have thought.
After learning to sense energy, Vegeta had considered Scouters useless. They did nothing but measure power levels.
But the transmigrated Vegeta knew that, at this early stage, a Scouter was still an essential tool with many uses.
At the very least, he'd need it later when he went to Planet Namek.