The Law of the Jungle, Only Interests

[Stop, come back, Nail. You are indeed no match for him, and he truly bears no malice. Bring him to see me.]

The voice of the Grand Elder echoed in his mind, causing Nail to clench his fists, his face filled with unwillingness.

"But Grand Elder, this person is too dangerous..." Nail stared fixedly at Vegeta, muttering the words.

These words reached Vegeta's ears as well, and he naturally guessed who was transmitting the message.

If there was anyone on Planet Namek who could directly command Nail and make him obey unconditionally, it could only be the Grand Elder.

"It seems the one behind you doesn't intend for us to continue fighting." Vegeta looked at Nail and smiled.

In truth, he felt a bit annoyed.

After all, as a transmigrator, Vegeta possessed a god's-eye view; even if he didn't want to be enemies with the Namekian, he still had his moods.

To sum it up in one sentence: You want to fight when you please and stop when you please!

Ultimately, if Vegeta didn't possess his current strength, he likely would have been finished off by Nail.

Would the Grand Elder have intervened before he was killed by Nail, ordering Nail to stop?

Probably not!

[Tch! The rhetoric of good and evil is nothing more than a matter of personal interest. Only by being strong enough can one have the right to speak, and only with sufficient strength can one remain invincible and gain more.] Vegeta mocked inwardly.

Meeting Nail's gaze, Vegeta withdrew his aura.

The big picture came first; he still needed to unlock his potential.

Nail's eyes were still filled with resentment, and though he didn't know what the Grand Elder had said to him, he finally retracted his murderous momentum.

"Don't think I really can't do anything about you. If you dare to harm the Grand Elder, I will tear you to pieces!" Nail said viciously.

He truly didn't know how his brain was wired; even at this point, he still hadn't realized they weren't enemies.

"If you could do that, you could have done it at any time." Vegeta didn't want to continue bickering with him and instead said, "Take me to see your Grand Elder."

Nail gritted his teeth, helpless against Vegeta's contempt. After a moment of internal struggle, he turned to head back.

Vegeta followed closely behind.

Nail had decent strength, but he was brainless and stubborn.

He hadn't noticed him being this stupid in the original work, but experiencing it firsthand, he finally understood how Frieza must have felt when facing Nail.

Arriving at the top of the stone mountain once again, Vegeta ignored Nail entirely and strode swaggeringly into the Grand Elder's residence.

The house was massive, not just in its exterior, but even more so in its interior space.

There were no superfluous decorations, nor any special electronic equipment; it was simply a stone house from a primitive society.

Entering the inner room, Vegeta saw the Grand Elder sitting on a stone chair.

His aged, bloated figure looked like a small hill, as if he would be panting for breath if he moved even slightly.

"Welcome, alien." As their eyes met, the Grand Elder's weathered voice rang out, offering a polite greeting.

At the same time, he used his own mental power to examine Vegeta.

This perception was similar to sensing ki, yet it was vastly different.

The Grand Elder wanted to see into Vegeta's heart and also attempted to glimpse the past and future.

However, given his current condition, he couldn't see anything at all.

Vegeta frowned slightly, his expression showing a hint of displeasure as he got straight to the point: "Grand Elder of Namek, you just indulged your subordinate in taking the initiative to attack me; that doesn't look like a welcome! If it is, then your Namekian way of welcoming guests is truly unique."

Having said that, a trace of disdain flickered in Vegeta's eyes.

This made Nail, who was standing behind him, even more furious.

"It was my own personal action, it has nothing to do with the Grand Elder! None of you outsiders are good people!" Nail wanted to take all the blame.

Vegeta didn't look at him, continuing to stare at the Grand Elder, waiting for his answer.

Don't make me laugh; with the supreme commander here, if Nail had the guts to act on his own, Vegeta would truly have to think higher of him.

"Alright, Nail, you may withdraw first. I would like to have a proper chat with him." The Grand Elder glanced at Nail, signaling him to leave.

"But..."

"Go. He will not attack me, and he is indeed not deceiving us, nor is he an enemy of us Namekians." The Grand Elder added.

Nail could not refute this and had no choice but to accept it.

Only after staring at Vegeta for a long while did he turn and walk out.

"Close the door on your way out." Vegeta couldn't help but tease him.

This made Nail so angry he nearly choked on his own breath.

After a long while passed with no further movement, the Grand Elder sighed and then said to Vegeta: "You came to find me, there must be a purpose. If I'm not mistaken, it is for the Dragon Ball in my possession, right?"

"The Dragon Ball is indeed what I want. Besides, in the current situation, you cannot guarantee that the Dragon Ball won't be taken from you. Handing it to me is actually the safest option." Vegeta nodded, not denying it.

Naturally, he had to take the Dragon Ball, but that was only secondary; besides, summoning the Eternal Dragon to make a wish required the Namekian language.

"I can give you the Dragon Ball, but I am curious: how do you intend to confront that existence? Although you are strong, with your current strength, you are far from being his match." The Grand Elder was quite direct.

"I do not deny that even as I am now, I am nothing more than an ant to Frieza! Since you know how strong Frieza is, I need not explain further. I know that you, the Grand Elder of the Namekian, possess the ability to unlock a person's potential, so I need you to unlock mine! On Planet Namek today, only I, the Prince of the Saiyan, can gain the power to defeat Frieza and save you Namekian if my potential is unlocked," Vegeta stated bluntly.

His words were laced with a mix of coercion and enticement.

In a world where the weak are prey to the strong, only interests matter!

When the price is right, anything is possible.

The Grand Elder was shocked at first, then fell into silence...

This deviated far too much from the future he had originally foreseen...

The Saiyan who could truly save the Namekian should have been the one from Earth, not this evil Saiyan prince.

"Still hesitating? Heh... I can guess that you might possess the ability of precognition and have already seen some things that will happen in the future. I suppose you have been waiting for those fellows from Earth to arrive. It is a pity; even if they come and you unlock their potential, they would not be able to defeat even the minor soldiers of the Frieza Force. Even if that guy Kakarot arrives, it is impossible for him to grow strong enough all at once! Right now, I am your best choice! I decide the future of this world!" Vegeta did not mince words, laying out all his thoughts directly.

Looking at the Grand Elder's expression now, Vegeta knew he had guessed correctly.

This old fellow truly possessed the ability to foresee the future.