Target: Ten Billion!

"Hmph, hmph, hmph~~! Hmph, hmph, hmph~~!"

Bathed in golden light, his hair golden and eyes teal, Vegeta let out a continuous, cold chuckle after completing his transformation.

This laughter sounded stifling, yet it carried an incredibly intense sense of intimidation.

Of course, that was only for those who heard it.

For the one laughing, it was a release of the negative emotions that had been pent up within his heart.

Under the weight of this laughter, all the negative obsessions of the original body were swept away, as was the last lingering trace of Vegeta's anxiety.

Having transformed into a Super Saiyan, while it was only the first step in the grand scheme of his life, it had to be said that he had successfully taken that step, and the future was full of promise.

Setting aside the future, even now, with the power he currently possessed, he no longer needed to deliberately hide himself, nor did he need to fear Frieza.

A battle power exceeding one hundred million! And it was absolutely no less than 150 million.

Vegeta was certain that his strength would not be weaker than that of Kakarot in the original story.

"Although I would love to go over and finish you off right now, I will let you live for a while longer. Once I have completely stabilized this power, that will be the moment you meet your end."

Cold words spilled from his lips. Vegeta took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and began to perceive this pure Saiyan energy of the Super Saiyan.

The boost brought by the transformation was too great; he could not allow himself to be blinded by the thrill, and he needed to remain rational to solidify his state.

After all, having just broken through, he could not yet transform at will, and if he were to lose his form halfway through a fight, it would be all over.

As a transmigrator, he was well aware of the drawbacks of the transformation, which could lead one to act impulsively.

The Vegeta and Goku of the original story were both like this, and not just them—other Saiyans were the same after transforming.

At the end of the day, the Super Saiyan form was not absolute; the strength after transforming was closely tied to one's base state.

Vegeta did not fear Frieza, nor did he fear Frieza's father, King Cold.

However, there was one existence he had to treat with caution: Cooler!

After merging with the memories of the original Vegeta, he did indeed have impressions regarding Cooler's Armored Squadron.

Therefore, even with this level of strength now, even having become a Super Saiyan with a battle power exceeding 150 million, he still could not be too arrogant.

At the very least, Cooler had a battle power of 470 million after transforming; if he were to appear, the current Vegeta would be no match for him.

Of course, there was no need to worry about Cooler right now; even in the original story, it took a long time for him to come to Earth for revenge after learning of the situation.

It was certain that even if Cooler were in the North Galaxy now, he was definitely not nearby.

In truth, for Vegeta, the threat of Cooler was not all that great, but it was something he needed to keep in mind for the time being.

His primary goal had been achieved, and his future goals were no longer as simple as a few hundred million in battle power; his current targets were billions, tens of billions!

In the coming years, the most important event would be the Androids; this was a turning point, and if he did not work hard now, he would surely regret it in the future.

Meanwhile.

Frieza, who was savoring fine wine inside his spaceship, furrowed his brows slightly.

A strange feeling lingered in his heart, making him feel very uneasy, as if something were pressing down on him.

Those crimson eyes shifted from confusion to frustration, and from frustration to killing intent. Thinking about how the Ginyu Force would still take five days to reach Planet Namek, he slowly became agitated.

"Cr-crack~ snap~!"

The wine glass in his hand suddenly developed cracks, then shattered directly, falling to the floor in a pile of fragments.

The fine wine stained his hand, its bright red color looking just like blood, and it was incredibly thick.

The three squadron attendants in the lounge did not dare to breathe loudly after seeing this scene, their heads bowed as they swallowed their saliva repeatedly.

Anyone who dared to speak up would undoubtedly be courting death.

As staff on the main spaceship, each of them was an elite who had been hand-picked, and their understanding of Frieza was already profound.

Now that Zarbon and Dodoria were gone, they had lost their backbone.

It was only after a long while that Frieza sighed, then flicked his hand and looked at the three of them.

"Now that Mr. Zarbon is gone, you don't know what to do, is that it? Did you not see that this King's hand is dirty? Can you not even clean up the trash?" Frieza glanced at his subordinates sideways.

If not for the current shortage of manpower, and if not for the fact that the spaceship still needed these pieces of trash to pilot and maintain it, he would have killed these three unobservant things right then and there.

For decades, Dodoria and Zarbon had always been by his side. Even if their battle power was not the strongest in the squadron, they were capable and loyal. Now that they were gone, he felt unaccustomed to every aspect of his daily life.

Only a short time had passed, and he was already beginning to miss the days when the two of them were around, as they could handle anything properly.

On the other side, inside the spaceship heading toward Planet Namek, Goku had seen his strength advance by leaps and bounds after a period of gravity training.

This further convinced him that gravity training could significantly enhance his strength.

"Phew~~ finally fully adapted to thirty times gravity. Should I just go ahead and try fifty times next!" As these words left his mouth, Goku prepared to attempt fifty times gravity.

Just at this moment, King Kai's voice reached his mind, bringing him a piece of good news.

It was that the warriors who had died on Earth had run across Snake Way in less time than he had and had arrived at his King Kai's Planet.

"That's wonderful, is everyone here? It hasn't been long, but I've really missed you all." Goku was feeling exceptionally excited.

This meant that everyone could be under the care of King Kai in the Other World, and they could also undergo training under the guidance of King Kai on King Kai's Planet, perhaps becoming even stronger.

After some exchange, everyone learned about the current situation.

Upon learning that there were many powerful enemies on Planet Namek where Goku had gone, including the existence of the galactic emperor Frieza, everyone was worried for Goku.

Although resurrection was a major matter, if they were truly powerless, it would be better to avoid the brunt of the enemy's force.

Piccolo's reaction was the most intense, as the conversation turned to how Son Gohan had gone to Planet Namek with Krillin and Bulma to search for the Dragon Ball to resurrect them.

After the conversation ended, Goku continued to engage in even more frantic training.

Knowing the current situation of everyone, his worries were finally put to rest.

On King Kai's Planet, at Piccolo's request, King Kai established communication with Son Gohan on Planet Namek.

Although Piccolo's tone was not very polite, King Kai generally understood his intentions, so he agreed to help.