Destined to Die by My Hand

After a few days of practice, meditating to cultivate ki had become second nature.

Although Vegeta did not know if this method of cultivation was slow, he believed that using it to refine his ki was far more effective than the ordinary training he had done in the past.

Most importantly, Vegeta had a profound realization regarding the improvement of his mental power.

This was a deep insight gained only after physical training; meditating on ki after each physical session not only allowed him to rapidly recover his strength but also quickly restored his mental power, pushing him a step further.

Hours passed in a flash. Because Planet Namek had no day or night, Vegeta did not know what time it was, nor did he know how many things had happened during those hours. At this moment, he cared only about increasing his own strength and achieving a final breakthrough.

It must be said that he now had a thorough understanding of his own strength, and through this meditation, he had taken another step forward in his mastery of ki.

So that's how it is. My previous understanding was still a bit shallow; this consolidation has given me a deeper insight. Opening his eyes, Vegeta slowly stood up, feeling the thick ki flowing within his body, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

Judging by the current situation, he was on the right path; at the very least, his strength was rising rapidly.

However, he could not help but think of Kakarot.

Knowing the original plot, he was aware of how smooth Kakarot's martial arts journey was, guided by various masters, and how he would eventually have even more remarkable mentors like the Grand Kai, the Old Kai, and even the angel Whis.

If things were to develop according to the original plot, he would have to stay ahead in every aspect if he truly wanted to leave Kakarot far behind—and he could not afford to take the wrong path!

"Next, it is time to..." As the words left his mouth, just as Vegeta intended to proceed with the next test, two ki signatures suddenly appeared within his perception range, and one of them was approaching him at extreme speed.

"Heh heh heh! It seems the Frieza Force Scouter units have all been destroyed, otherwise they wouldn't be acting alone. Better to arrive early than to arrive at the right time." With a grin, a playful look flashed across Vegeta's face.

The plot had already advanced; he wondered if Krillin and Son Gohan had managed to save Dende.

Recalling the early stages of the Planet Namek arc in the original story, his original self would intervene in the conflict against the Frieza Force, first taking out Dodoria, indirectly saving Krillin, Son Gohan, and Dende, then being beaten to a pulp by Zarbon and brought back to the spaceship to await Frieza's judgment, only to escape with the Dragon Ball during the chaos after recovering, and seizing the opportunity to finish off Zarbon...

It had to be said, it was a repeated dance on the edge of death.

It was only because he was the second male lead and a crucial character for the future that his original self hadn't died long ago.

Of course, in this real world, his original self did indeed have a brain.

"It seems you are fated to die by my hand." As that ki signature drew closer, Vegeta narrowed his eyes, his aura becoming increasingly sharp.

There is a path to heaven you refuse to take, and no door to hell, yet you come seeking it yourself.

On the horizon, the bloated, spike-covered Dodoria was flying at high speed.

Because the Scouter had been destroyed and he had encountered an Earthling rescuing a Namekian child, his belly was full of rage.

"Damn it, how long is this going to take? Lord Frieza is also something else; since he already contacted the Ginyu Force to come, he might as well have waited for them to arrive before searching. In any case, the Namekians cannot escape Planet Namek, and the Dragon Ball won't grow wings and fly away." Dodoria grumbled.

If Frieza were to hear this, he would certainly be displeased and might even punish him.

The only reason he dared to say it now was because the Scouter was gone, so he was not being monitored.

Those subordinates who frequently accompanied Frieza were under multi-directional surveillance by several pairs of eyes at all times, so they had to be cautious in their speech and actions, never daring to be negligent.

In the end, the original Vegeta had actually been a key target of interest, which was why he was monitored; otherwise, Frieza would never have received the first report, nor would he have known of the existence of Planet Namek and the Dragon Ball.

As for why the Scouter currently held by Vegeta was not discovered, it was firstly because it was a new model with more comprehensive functions, and secondly, because Vegeta rarely used it, keeping it disconnected and set to default-off, which was why it hadn't been located or monitored.

At this moment, Dodoria's temper was becoming increasingly difficult to contain.

He flew while searching for the villages on Planet Namek.

Although there were many people who had come on this expedition, Planet Namek was neither too big nor too small, and even with everyone spread out to search, it was like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Just as he was planning to slack off and try to muddle through, an afterimage suddenly appeared above him. With arms crossed, he casually kicked Dodoria in the face.

With a muffled "BOOM!!!!" sound, Dodoria plummeted straight from the sky, crashing heavily into the lake and sending up a column of water a hundred meters high, showing just how powerful that kick had been.

Without a doubt, the one who struck was Vegeta.

A one-hit victory; this scene was somewhat similar to the original story, though there were still differences.

Vegeta sneered as he descended from the sky, locking onto Dodoria's ki until he landed on the shore of the lake.

Soon, Dodoria surfaced and crawled onto the bank where Vegeta stood, looking utterly disheveled.

"Vegeta!!!" Upon seeing the figure before him, Dodoria didn't even have time to catch his breath; he was first shocked, then his expression changed drastically, and he spat out the name through gritted teeth.

He couldn't understand how this guy dared to launch a sneak attack!

"It's been a long time, Dodoria. In such a rush, where are you planning to go?" Facing Dodoria's rage, Vegeta didn't care at all, teasing him playfully.

At this moment, the memories of his original self began to stir; the resentment and unwillingness suppressed for years made him want to kill this guy quickly to achieve a sense of inner clarity.

"You bastard, you dare to strike at me! You are courting death!!" For a moment, forgetting the power level of Vegeta he had learned of earlier, once Dodoria had left the water and stood on land, his vicious gaze betrayed his true thoughts.

But soon, his expression shifted to one of surprise as he saw the Scouter worn by Vegeta.

Then, it turned into intense, greedy desire.

"What am I supposed to say about you, Vegeta? You betrayed Lord Frieza, yet you appear before me! I advise you to obediently hand over that Scouter. As long as you assist Lord Frieza in obtaining all the Dragon Ball, perhaps Lord Frieza will show you mercy."