Chapter 5

December 16, Age 762.

In the space outside Planet Namek, a massive disc-shaped spaceship hovered in the void.

Having spent a month and a half traveling since receiving news of the Dragon Ball, Frieza had rushed here from another galaxy without a moment's rest.

"Lord Frieza, we have arrived at Planet Namek!"

"My subordinates have already surveyed the entire planet, and we have found no resources worth extracting."

Inside the ship's central control room, Dodoria and Zarbon stood on either side of Frieza, delivering their summary report.

"Ho ho ho! This planet looks decent enough, though it's a pity it lacks any resources; otherwise, it could have been developed into a new outpost. Have you investigated the population and racial strength of the Namekian?"

Frieza sat in his hoverchair, swirling a glass of red wine in one hand while laughing with a sinister glint in his eyes.

As his voice echoed, none of the subordinates in the control room dared to respond.

The only ones who dared to face Frieza directly were Dodoria and Zarbon, who were always by his side.

"We have already investigated, Lord Frieza. Planet Namek is resource-poor and sparsely populated. While there are indeed some Namekian who possess a battle power of several thousand, the vast majority are ordinary people with no combat capability," Zarbon replied respectfully.

"I see. A battle power of several thousand isn't exactly low." Frieza drained the wine in his glass.

The cosmic emperor was already impatient to obtain the Dragon Ball and realize his ambitions.

"Besides that, there is something I feel I must report to you," Zarbon said, suddenly changing the subject.

"Oh? What news?" Frieza raised his eyes to look at him.

"According to reports received earlier, Vegeta seems to have done something on Planet 79, and even Cui has died at his hands... If the information is accurate, he should arrive on Planet Namek in two days," Zarbon said.

"Oh my~ It seems our little Vegeta is also impatient to get the Dragon Ball and make a wish. What a pity; by the time he arrives on Planet Namek, it will be a dead world." Frieza was completely indifferent to the death of Cui.

After all, he was just an ant with a battle power of 18,000.

He only remembered him because he usually fought so amusingly with Vegeta, which always managed to amuse him.

"Hmph! Vegeta's current actions are no different from those of a traitor. Lord Frieza, I request permission to go and kill him," Dodoria said viciously.

"I'm afraid it's not that simple. According to data, Vegeta exposed a final battle power of over 22,000 on Planet 79! It is very likely that his current strength has surpassed both of you," Zarbon said.

"What? That brat Vegeta's battle power exceeds 22,000?" Cold sweat dripped down Dodoria's cheeks.

One had to know that his own battle power was only 22,000.

According to Zarbon, neither of them was a match for Vegeta, which meant their status was in jeopardy.

"What of it? Even if you aren't his match one-on-one, you can just go together," Frieza stated bluntly.

It was nothing more than a battle power of twenty-some thousand; even if Dodoria and Zarbon were incompetent, he still had the Ginyu Force at his disposal.

Of course, a mere Vegeta was just a plaything; he didn't need to pay him much mind.

"But..." Zarbon started to say something, but was cut off by Frieza.

"Enough. The most important thing now is to find the Dragon Ball! Land the ship. I want to see how the Namekian managed to create something like the Dragon Ball. Ho ho ho!" Frieza said with anticipation.

"Yes, Lord Frieza." X2

Planet Namek.

The central region.

The place where the Grand Elder Guru resided.

At this moment, the Grand Elder Guru looked extremely grim, cold sweat breaking out all over his body.

In truth, he had long sensed that a great disaster would befall Planet Namek, and today, that terrifying, evil power had finally arrived.

"It seems that Planet Namek cannot escape its fate this time..."

A weak voice escaped his lips, and he immediately began to contact his children across the planet.

To ensure the Dragon Ball would not be used by evil forces, he had to prevent the disaster from worsening.

The only solution he could think of was to have his children find a way to hide, and to conceal the Dragon Ball as well.

However, the Grand Elder Guru could not have known that the Frieza Force possessed Scouter, which could directly pinpoint the location of the Namekian; even if they hid, they would be found.

Outside the house, Nail also sensed the arrival of the Frieza Force.

He walked into the inner room to meet with the Grand Elder Guru.

As the most powerful among the Namekian, he was different from the others; he was a true warrior type.

On the other side, in the depths of space.

The spaceship carrying Vegeta was traveling at super-speed, with only two days left until he reached Planet Namek.

From the moment he departed until now, Vegeta had completely adapted to 50 times Earth's gravity and was currently undergoing high-difficulty training while wearing ultra-heavy weighted clothing and binding devices.

"9996... 9997... 9998... 9999... 10000!!"

As the final set of one-fingered push-ups concluded, Vegeta gritted his teeth, his gaze resolute, refusing to collapse in exhaustion just yet.

This was the critical moment; by challenging his limits and holding on a second longer, he could achieve a greater breakthrough.

He had grown accustomed to this routine, as it happened after every grueling training session.

Only when his body could no longer hold out and his limbs began to tremble did Vegeta exert a sudden burst of force, leaping into the air to perform a backflip before landing steadily on the ground.

His limbs ached with intense soreness, his body felt drained, and he gasped for air as if a ball of fire were raging within his chest. Though the sensation was agonizing, it also ignited a fierce drive in Vegeta to push even further.

"This is the effect of gravity training. With the strength I've mastered now, I'm at least twice as powerful as I was three days ago! Plus, my body's durability has become even more formidable after this tempering." Clenching his fists, Vegeta spoke aloud.

Having just finished his training, his body was not only radiating heat, but his blood was surging so rapidly that he felt a sense of swelling throughout his frame.

Walking over to a nearby resting area, Vegeta sat cross-legged to begin his ki cultivation.

He had only two days left. Even though he had grown significantly stronger by training under 50x Earth Gravity, it was still far from enough.

By transitioning from physical training to ki cultivation to consolidate his gains, he might achieve an even greater breakthrough.

Time slipped away.

Two days passed.

Outside Planet Namek, a spaceship pierced through the atmosphere and landed steadily upon an island.

The hatch opened, and Vegeta, fully prepared, leaped down from within.