Itchy Tail

Vegeta was a bit puzzled. What was going on here?

Calculating the time, Vegeta was now six years old. One had to know that according to the original course of history, Kakarot would have been sent to Earth when he was five, and it was also in that year that Planet Vegeta was destroyed by Frieza.

Vegeta guessed that perhaps his own unauthorized actions had caused Frieza to change his original intentions, leading to some changes in the history of the Dragon Ball.

Since Frieza wanted to send him back to Planet Vegeta, Vegeta intended to return to his home planet to take a look.

In any case, Vegeta now possessed the ability to regenerate. Although the regeneration time was a bit long, it was still better than just dying outright.

There was one more thing that made Vegeta feel incredibly fortunate: he had already obtained a 300x gravity training chamber from Bulma's father.

Moreover, Bulma's father was very thorough; not only did he build the training chamber, but he also turned it into the form of a Hoi-Poi Capsule, making it convenient for Vegeta to carry around.

Recoome, who had been silent until now, looked at Vegeta with a smile and said with a provocative expression, "Heh heh, what are you thinking about, brat? Let me tell you, you'd better not think about escaping. This is the vast universe; I'm afraid you Saiyans can't survive in this space, right?"

"Oh? So you're saying you can survive in outer space?" Vegeta asked with a smile.

"That's only natural. My constitution is special, unlike you Saiyans—a bunch of wild monkeys that haven't fully evolved. Do you think you can turn the world upside down?" Recoome sneered.

Vegeta stopped talking and walked to the hatch of the spaceship, taking a look at the vast expanse of space.

"Brat, it's useless to look. Do you think you can survive in space just by looking outside?" Recoome swept a mocking gaze toward Vegeta and touched his bright red hair. "You'd better behave yourself. If it weren't for Lord Frieza forbidding us from killing you, heh heh, do you think you'd still be alive?"

"What was your name again?" Vegeta looked at Recoome and asked.

Vegeta didn't distinguish very well between the members of the Ginyu Force, especially Recoome and Burter; it was easy to get them confused.

It wasn't that the two looked alike, but rather that these guys were essentially background characters, and Vegeta hadn't paid much attention to them at the time.

"I am Recoome," Recoome announced his name.

"Come here for a second." Vegeta beckoned to him.

"What for?" Recoome looked at Vegeta warily. Regardless of anything else, the display of raw power Vegeta had shown earlier still made him quite fearful.

"Are you afraid?" Vegeta smiled lightly. "You can check with your Scouter; my combat power is only five, isn't it?"

"Recoome, go over there. I don't believe he can pull any tricks," Jeice egged him on from the side.

"Hmph." Recoome thought about it and agreed. What kind of trouble could a little brat with a combat power of only five possibly cause?

Thus, Recoome walked step by step toward where Vegeta was, saying quite arrogantly, "Brat, my hands happen to be itching. Heh heh, it's still several months until we reach your Planet Vegeta; I might as well take my boredom out on you."

As he spoke, Recoome cracked his knuckles, intending to give Vegeta a good thrashing.

Vegeta was all smiles. After speaking, he yanked open the spaceship's hatch and, with a swift, elegant flick of his tail, whipped it directly into Recoome's body.

"Ah..."

Recoome let out a miserable scream as his entire body was sent flying out of the spaceship.

"Sorry about that, my tail was itching," Vegeta stroked his tail and looked at Jeice with a chuckle.