Transmigrated into Vegeta

Ignoring Nappa, Vegeta walked straight out of the cave.

Planet Vegeta looked much like Earth, though the ravages of war had left it feeling somewhat desolate.

Thinking that the planet named after him would soon be destroyed, a strange thought suddenly crossed Vegeta's mind.

If this planet were to explode, wouldn't that be interesting...

The thought gave Vegeta a slight jolt.

What is this? Does becoming a Saiyan mean I've inherited that innate, bloodthirsty nature?

Just as Vegeta was lost in thought, a scornful voice drifted over from nearby.

"Yo, so this must be the Prince himself, the one the planet is named after? Your lackey here has decent power, over three thousand, but his technique is trash. Completely pathetic—I was actually holding back just now."

The speaker was an alien with purple skin, a frog-like mouth, and a scouter over his left eye. He had a bizarre appearance that Vegeta found vaguely familiar. Glancing aside, he noticed Nappa glaring daggers at the stranger. It was clear that the bruises on Nappa's face were likely this guy's handiwork.

"Your Highness, let me introduce myself. My name is Cui." The alien looked at Vegeta with a grin, revealing his name.

Cui? Vegeta remembered him now.

Isn't this the idiot I end up killing years later? Still, looking at the current situation, he doesn't seem weak. He must have checked my power level on his scouter; otherwise, he wouldn't be acting so arrogant.

Vegeta ignored him and turned to leave. Since this guy is destined to be wiped out by me sooner or later, I'll let him run his mouth for now.

He had been ignored!

Cui's expression turned ugly.

"Hmph, so King Vegeta's son is a coward. And here I thought you were some big shot." Cui gritted his teeth, spewing insults without restraint.

Vegeta couldn't possibly turn a deaf ear to such insolence. He gave a cold smirk and cast a sidelong glance at the alien.

"What? Want to test your strength against mine? Do you even know what your power level is? Huh?" Cui looked at Vegeta with utter disdain, his contempt plain to see.

"Shut up!" Vegeta snorted coldly. He beckoned Nappa over and whispered, "What's this idiot's power level?"

"Uh..." Nappa had already tested Cui with his scouter earlier. Hearing Vegeta's question, he quickly replied, "Around ten thousand. It's on par with yours, Your Highness."

"Around ten thousand..." Vegeta grinned. He had been looking for a chance to test the raw power of this body, and now someone had delivered themselves right to his doorstep. His gaze toward Cui grew fervent once more.