Arriving One After Another

"Finally here!"

A thousand words, yet in the end, only these four syllables escaped his lips.

For Vegeta, these past five days had felt like years, yet they had also been a period of complete metamorphosis.

Although he could not train with the same reckless abandon as Kakarot—who had the luxury of Senzu Bean to assist his training, allowing him to heal even from critical injuries—Vegeta had still pushed past his limits more than ten times.

If he were to calculate his power level, Vegeta felt that even if he hadn't reached 50,000, he was certainly close.

As for why he didn't use a Scouter to check his own power level, it was to avoid any unforeseen accidents.

With his current strength, if he were to fully expose himself before arriving, he assumed Frieza would receive the news and come to eliminate him immediately.

Until he possessed the absolute strength to guarantee his own safety, Vegeta still had to keep a low profile.

Even if, at this moment, the only person on Planet Namek capable of threatening him was Frieza himself.

With my current strength, even if I were to face Nail with his 42,000 power level, I wouldn't feel the slightest bit of fear. Releasing his ki perception, Vegeta immediately began a wide-range scan.

If not for the systematic training of the past few days, Vegeta would never have been able to control his ki sensing with such proficiency.

He would sense the current situation on Planet Namek, and then make his plans.

Meanwhile, in a village about 25,000 kilometers away.

Frieza, leading his subordinates Dodoria and Zarbon, had carried out a bloodbath here.

Of course, the work of the massacre was naturally left to the soldiers under his command.

As long as the Dragon Balls could be obtained, what did it matter if a few natives were killed?

Especially those natives who lacked strength yet remained stubborn and unwilling to surrender.

"Finally found the third Dragon Ball, Lord Frieza." Dodoria retrieved the Dragon Ball from a mud hut and spoke.

They had only collected three in two days; in truth, the progress was already quite slow.

After all, they could lock onto the locations of the Namekian, so they didn't need to look for a needle in a haystack.

However, they faced a very tricky problem: although the Namekian were few in number, they were spread across many villages. Without a Dragon Radar, they couldn't determine which village held the Dragon Balls, so they had no choice but to try their luck one by one.

"Hmm, move on to the next village." Frieza was not in a hurry, ordering in a leisurely tone.

To him, the Dragon Balls were already within his grasp. Although the process of searching for them was tedious, he found it quite enjoyable.

If he had obtained them immediately, it would have been meaningless to him.

It would be best if some accidents occurred; that way, there would be even more fun to be had.

"Please wait a moment, Lord Frieza. According to the message just transmitted by the detector, Vegeta's spaceship seems to have arrived at Planet Namek ahead of schedule. However, the Scouter is unable to pinpoint Vegeta's exact location." Zarbon informed Frieza of the received news.

"Oh? He arrived so quickly?" Thinking of Vegeta, a playful glint flashed in Frieza's eyes.

He remembered that two days ago, he had thought that by the time Vegeta arrived, Planet Namek would have already been completely destroyed into a dead star by his own hand.

"I did indeed underestimate the tenacity of the Namekian. That's fine, too. Give him a little hope, and then let him know the consequences of opposing this King... Let him be. Perhaps our little Vegeta will bring us a surprise. Ho ho ho!" Having said this, Frieza let out a laugh filled with calculation and contempt.

"Yes, Lord Frieza." Zarbon nodded respectfully.

In the space outside Planet Namek.

At this moment, the spaceship that had departed from Earth was also about to arrive at Planet Namek.

According to the original plot, it should have been the spaceship carrying Bulma, Krillin, and Son Gohan that arrived at Planet Namek first, followed by Vegeta's ship.

However, the spaceship Vegeta was using this time was a medium-sized vessel; although it wasn't much faster in terms of speed, it was indeed faster than the small pods.

"Finally arriving. This time, it won't be a fake again, right?" Checking the data provided by the ship and looking at the incredibly massive planet outside, Bulma said with excitement.

This space trip had driven her stir-crazy.

Especially since an outrageous incident had occurred a few days ago, where they had nearly been trapped to death on a dead planet.

Having finally escaped that dangerous situation, they were much more vigilant this time.

"It shouldn't be. And according to the time, this should be Planet Namek." Krillin leaned close to the screen, looking at the various data displayed.

Unfortunately, he stared for a long time and didn't understand a thing.

"The coordinates are correct, Aunt Bulma. It won't be wrong this time." Son Gohan said from the side.

This remark dealt a heavy blow to Krillin: "Gohan, you can understand this?"

Son Gohan nodded, then pointed to the various numerical symbols on the screen and said: "It's actually very simple, Uncle Krillin. As long as you know what these symbols mean and compare them to the numerical coordinates, you can clarify the information. I remember the coordinates for Planet Namek are SU83 and 9045XY..."

"That's too amazing, Gohan. You're only five years old..." Krillin gave a wry smile, feeling that his own intelligence wasn't even as good as a five-year-old's.

Bulma looked at Son Gohan with admiration and smiled: "You, you will definitely become a remarkable scholar in the future. I only taught you some basic information, and you've already mastered it all through self-study."

"Hehe, you flatter me, Aunt Bulma." Son Gohan's little face turned red, making him look even more well-behaved and sensible.

"Alright, everyone, fasten your seatbelts and get ready. We're landing now."

Without wasting any more time, Bulma notified Krillin and Son Gohan, then immediately began operating the spaceship.

It had to be said that this spaceship was not a whit inferior to those of the Frieza Force, and in some aspects, it was even more advanced.

It is worth mentioning that the technology once mastered by the Namekian was quite sophisticated, but the Namekian of today were no longer the Namekian of the past, having completely abandoned development in the field of technology.

The spaceship broke through the planet's atmosphere and finally landed steadily on Planet Namek.

Once safely landed, Bulma began a series of operations, as she did not know the situation on the planet or whether it was suitable for them as Earthling to survive.

However, in the midst of her conducting a series of oxygen tests and atmospheric composition analyses, Krillin and Son Gohan stepped right off the spaceship, treating her words as if they were wind blowing past their ears...