Where Did the Person Go?

As he spoke, Dr. Brief took out the Dragon Ball. Vegeta glanced at it from afar; it was a Three-Star Dragon Ball.

With only one Dragon Ball, it was utterly useless, and naturally, Vegeta had no interest in it.

"If the Red Ribbon Army comes again, I will wipe them out entirely." Vegeta smiled. A mere Red Ribbon Army—it would be far too easy to annihilate them.

The corner of Dr. Brief's mouth twitched. Where did this kid pop out from? He was certainly arrogant.

However, Dr. Brief had a strange feeling; he felt a sense of familiarity with the child, and even more so, a sense of security. Therefore, he agreed to Vegeta's two conditions without the slightest hesitation.

With the matter settled, Vegeta was given his own room under Bulma's arrangements and stayed there for the time being.

Dr. Brief also began to work on the research for the Dragon Radar.

Days passed by. The Gravity Training Room was complicated to build; according to Dr. Brief, it would take at least a month to create a prototype. As for the Dragon Radar, because Bulma was curious, Vegeta agreed to let her tinker with it.

After two days of training, Vegeta was pleasantly surprised to discover that he had already mastered a way to hide his energy.

It didn't seem to be a difficult task; perhaps this was a technique that could only be mastered in the environment of Earth.

One day, while Vegeta was training in his room, he suddenly noticed a large number of helicopters appearing in the sky.

The next moment, nearly a hundred fully armed men descended from the sky. Judging by their attire, they were indeed from the Red Ribbon Army.

Vegeta gave a cold smile. These flies were truly annoying. Since they wanted to be wiped out, he would grant their wish.

Standing calmly in the spacious courtyard, Vegeta looked at these uninvited guests with interest.

Seemingly hearing the unusual commotion in the sky, Bulma and her parents ran out. Upon seeing the Red Ribbon Army, their faces turned deathly pale.

"Big Brother Vegeta, run! They're here for you!" Bulma shouted as soon as she saw Vegeta.

Vegeta smiled at the girl but said nothing.

Soon, the Red Ribbon Army soldiers landed on the ground. The man in the lead was quite handsome; based on the history of the Dragon Balls, Vegeta figured this guy was likely General White.

Back in the day, Goku had spent quite a bit of effort to deal with this General White.

However, now that this General White had run into him, it was his own bad luck.

"Is it him?" General White asked a guard beside him.

"General White, it's him! He made General Blue disappear; he must be using magic tricks!" the guard replied hurriedly.

"Alright, I know." General White waved his hand and looked at Vegeta with a grin. "Kid, you're in trouble now. Do you know who you've offended? Huh? Kneel down, kowtow, and beg for mercy, and I might give you a quick death. Otherwise, heh heh, I'll make you regret coming into this world!"

"Are you done?" Vegeta said coldly.

"Kid, you're certainly not simple. I know you know martial arts, but you are no match for us!" General White said, ordering his men, "Capture him! I want to make him wish he were dead!"

As the words fell, hundreds of guards swarmed forward, clutching the most advanced firearms in their hands.

Bulma and her family of three trembled uncontrollably, their faces shifting through a spectrum of terror.

Vegeta offered a scornful smile, his aura surging abruptly as a massive wave of energy, like a powerful storm, swept over the hundreds of guards.

"Agh..."

With nothing but a chorus of miserable wails, the guards vanished into thin air, leaving not a trace behind.

General White looked around, his eyes nearly popping out of their sockets. His lips quivered in fright as he stared at Vegeta and asked, "Where... where did you make them disappear to?"