Transmigrating as Vegeta

Ignoring Nappa, Vegeta walked straight out of the cave.

Planet Vegeta looked much like Earth, but the ravages of war had left it looking somewhat run-down.

As he thought about how the planet bearing his name would soon be destroyed, a strange thought suddenly sprang into Vegeta's mind.

Wouldn't it be interesting if this planet exploded...?

The thought startled Vegeta a little.

What's going on? Did becoming a Saiyan give me their innate lust for slaughter?

While Vegeta was lost in thought, a contemptuous voice came from nearby.

"Well, well, you must be the prince named after Planet Vegeta, right? That lackey of yours has a decent power level-over three thousand already. Too bad he can't fight worth a damn. He couldn't take a single hit. I was even holding back just now."

The speaker was a bizarre-looking alien with purple skin, a frog-like mouth, and a Scouter over his left eye. Vegeta glanced at him and found him vaguely familiar. Then, out of the corner of his eye, he noticed Nappa glaring furiously at the alien. Clearly, this was most likely the one responsible for the marks on Nappa's face.

"Your Highness, allow me to introduce myself. My name is Cui." The alien smiled at Vegeta as he gave his name.

Cui? Vegeta remembered him.

Wasn't this the idiot I would kill a few years from now? Judging by the current situation, though, the guy seemed pretty strong. He had probably already checked Vegeta's power level with his Scouter. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been so arrogant.

Vegeta ignored him, turned, and walked away. He would kill this guy sooner or later anyway, so he might as well let him strut around for now.

He had been ignored!

Cui's expression darkened.

"Heh, so King Vegeta's son is a spineless loser. And here I thought you were someone impressive." Cui gritted his teeth and mocked him without restraint.

Of course, Vegeta couldn't simply turn a deaf ear to an insult like that. He gave a cold smile and cast a sidelong glance at the alien named Cui.

"What? You want to fight me? Do you even know what your own power level is? Huh?" Cui looked at Vegeta with undisguised contempt.

"Shut up!" Vegeta snorted coldly, then beckoned Nappa over and asked in a low voice, "What's this idiot's power level?"

"Uh..." Nappa had already checked Cui's power level with his Scouter. At Vegeta's question, he hurriedly replied, "Around ten thousand. About the same as yours, Your Highness."

"Around ten thousand..." Vegeta grinned. He had been wanting to test this body's formidable strength, and someone had just delivered himself right to his doorstep. His gaze turned eager as he looked at Cui again.