Three People Walking?

Five months ago.

Within the territory controlled by Frieza's clan, on a planet resembling Mars, the ground was covered in rocks, and the thin atmosphere was filled with scorching heat!

Numerous metallic structures dotted the landscape. This was King Cold's base!

Frieza's shattered body was kept barely alive inside a Healing Tank!

"Have you found a way? How do I save my son?" King Cold asked with a sinister tone.

"King Cold, our current medical technology cannot reach the level required to restore flesh and blood. We can only sustain King Frieza's life!" a scientist in a white lab coat said, trembling with fear.

Swish. A Death Beam, identical to Frieza's, shot into the scientist's chest!

He lost his breath instantly! Dead!

"Since you are useless, why keep you? What about the rest of you? If you have no solution, then all of you shall die! You will be buried with my son!" King Cold declared, radiating killing intent.

"Gr... Great King, I have a way," a subordinate said, unable to bear watching his kin perish.

"I can temporarily use cybernetic methods to restore King Frieza's body. Although it will look a bit ugly, he will become even stronger!"

"Very well. Begin! If you succeed, I will reward you with a planet, and your people will no longer have to be slaves!" King Cold said, using both carrot and stick.

In this regard, his methods were indeed more mature than Frieza's. Frieza only knew how to kill; he did not know how to win people over.

After five months of repairs, Frieza regained consciousness. He looked at his hideous body, now covered in various instruments and machines.

His strength had increased significantly; at full power, he could reach a combat power of 2.5 billion!

However, he felt his body no longer possessed its former potential; it seemed to have reached its limit.

"My son, this is all we can do for now. Once the technology matures and we can repair flesh, you will be able to restore your original body," King Cold said, looking at the furious Frieza.

"Heh, Father, there is no need. It seems Earth also has Dragon Balls. I can make a wish to restore my body. Besides, that wretched wild monkey is hiding on Earth. Although Vegeta is dead, there is still that Sun Wukong! This time, I will completely exterminate the Saiyans!" Frieza said.

His expression shifted from a wicked smirk to rage. Thinking of the battle on Namek caused his broken body to uncontrollably erupt with a powerful aura, forcing the low-power scientists nearby to kneel to the ground!

"Good. Since such a miraculous thing exists, we shall depart immediately. I will go with you this time! Go and prepare; I want the fastest ship," King Cold ordered.

"Yes, King Cold! The fastest ship will take six months to reach Earth!" the subordinate hurriedly replied.

On the eve of Frieza's departure, Vegeta had already brought Bulma to the Elf Continent.

Looking at the scene before her, Bulma was instantly stunned by the unprecedented scenery. For a moment, she could not find any words to praise this continent.

"Let's go. Come with me to see Gulnara," Vegeta said.

Bulma pulled her gaze away from the scenery. As she walked, she touched everything around her—catching a butterfly one moment, picking vibrant flowers the next. Having never seen such beauty, she was incredibly excited.

In the palace.

Sitting on the throne, Gulnara suddenly said, "That is all for today. You may all withdraw! Catherine, go and bring Mr. Vegeta here. He has arrived."

The many elders retreated, and Catherine said respectfully, "Yes, Queen."

Vegeta had already reached the front gate of the palace hall. If not for Bulma dragging her feet, he would have arrived long ago.

The elders who exited pointed at Vegeta. Although Queen Gulnara had explained everything to them, they were still curious; after all, in their long lives, they had never seen a man before!

There was whispering, and eyes glowing with green light...

"Alright, hurry and withdraw. Vegeta, come with me! The Queen wishes to see you!" Catherine said as she emerged.

Bulma instinctively grabbed Vegeta's arm to assert her claim. Seeing the elders with their glowing eyes, she felt very anxious. There were no ugly elves; any one of them could rival Bulma's beauty!

Bulma's confidence took a hit.

Vegeta comforted her, "Don't worry. No matter how beautiful they are, you will always be the first in my heart!"

Bulma felt a little better and followed Vegeta into the palace hall.

Upon entering, she looked at the Queen on the throne and was instantly struck dumb.

Clear, bright pupils, curved willow eyebrows, and long, slightly trembling eyelashes. Her flawless, fair skin had a faint rosy tint, and her thin lips were as delicate and tempting as rose petals.

She had a devilishly hot figure, and her long, blue-gold hair emitted a dazzling light. Her slender legs were partially revealed through the slit of a cheongsam-like garment, showcasing a perfect, peerless physique.

Bulma felt a bit inferior.

A trace of bitterness welled up in her heart. No wonder she could seduce Vegeta so thoroughly... she's so beautiful!

Gulnara seemed to sense Bulma's mood and said generously, "You must be Bulma. You are truly beautiful; our Elf race is not much better-looking than you. No wonder Vegeta was calling your name even while unconscious!"

"Come, sit over here, and let's have a good chat! Catherine, you may leave!" Gulnara dismissed Catherine once more.

She did not see the look of hatred in Catherine's eyes.

But Vegeta, standing to the side, saw it clearly.

The two women chatted back and forth, seemingly forgetting that Vegeta was still standing below.

"I'll call you Sister Bulma from now on. I am a few years older; I am 108 this year."

"Wow, you're 108 and still look so young! You look like you're only in your twenties, Sister Gulnara!"

"Our Elf Race enjoys a long lifespan; the shortest lives are several hundred years, while the longest reach over a thousand! Our Queen's lineage can even break the two-thousand-year mark. Furthermore, we remain eternally youthful, never aging; when we pass away from natural causes, we still possess the appearance of our prime!"

"I'm so envious! But it seems my family also retains our youth; my mother looks younger than me right now!!!" Bulma said happily.

"It's no matter. I sense a trace of Elf Race bloodline in you! I shall help you develop it. Your lifespan should extend significantly!" Gulnara said generously.

As the monarch of a race, her stature was no less than that of Bulma, the world's richest woman.

"Oh, right, when the Grand Elder of Namek helped me unlock my potential, he seemed to mention this!" Bulma recalled.

"My mother looks like she's twenty, and my grandmother lived to be over two hundred. I always thought that was just how our family was; I never expected it was because we have Elf Race blood!" Bulma realized with a start.

"You must be from our Queen's lineage. Ordinary clansmen do not pass on their bloodline when mating with aliens, and your hair color is blue, too!" Gulnara explained.

It was just unclear which generation of Queen it had come from. After all, they had the ability to travel abroad; perhaps at some point, a Queen had been unable to resist the urge to venture out and left it behind.

"Hey, hey, are you two done chatting? Did you forget I'm still here?" Vegeta's dissatisfied voice rang out.

The two women shared a knowing smile, as if they had been teasing Vegeta on purpose.

"Very well, it seems you have agreed to my terms! I have grown quite fond of little sister Bulma as well," Gulnara said.

Vegeta felt a slight sense of relief in his heart. He had been worried that the two women might clash and didn't know what he would do if they did.

Seeing such a harmonious scene now, he sighed inwardly, With such beautiful wives, what more could a man ask for?

Vegeta shamelessly sat between the two women on the massive throne. It wasn't crowded at all; he rested his head on Bulma's lap and propped his feet up on Gulnara's long legs.

Gulnara flushed bright red at his sudden movement; having lived for over a hundred years, she had never experienced such a gesture. Bulma, meanwhile, habitually began massaging Vegeta's head with both hands.

Vegeta didn't push his luck. He knew this was just the beginning, there was plenty of time, and he would take it slow.

He continued telling Gulnara about his conversation with Mr. Popo...

It took half an hour for Vegeta to finish.

"So that's how it is. There are so many secrets hidden within. It seems our ancestors weren't very clear about it either! No wonder... I was wondering how the Namekian Dragon could block an Angel's detection. So it was with his help!"

"Alright, the talking is done, and I'm hungry. Can you help me prepare some food?" Vegeta demanded.

"Heh, I know you Saiyans have huge appetites. It's already prepared; follow me."

Gulnara led them to the dining hall, where a giant long table that could seat dozens of people was covered in all sorts of food. Vegeta scanned the spread—there was no meat!

"Why is there no meat? If I only eat this vegetarian stuff, I won't be full!"

"Rest assured, these vegetables, the staples, and our unique fruits are all packed with energy. Eating them won't just fill you up, it will also help improve your strength. Though for you, it won't be much of an increase, just enough to satisfy your hunger!" Gulnara said.

Vegeta tentatively put a piece of something resembling lettuce into his mouth and tasted it carefully! Suddenly, a fragrance he had never experienced before flooded his nose and throat! His eyes lit up, and he began to devour the food with both hands!

The two women watched and chuckled to themselves.

Gulnara said then, "Little sister Bulma, you should eat some too; it's good for you."

Bulma picked up her knife and fork and ate slowly, a world apart from Vegeta's crudeness...

After the whirlwind of eating, "Gulnara, arrange our rooms. I'm going to stay for a while. You should also help Bulma improve her strength! Even if she isn't good at fighting, try to make her body a bit stronger!" Vegeta said, burping after he had his fill.

"Very well, it's already been arranged. Follow me!" Gulnara said.

She led Vegeta and Bulma to the side chamber next to her own bedchamber.

"I hope you don't mind the temporary inconvenience. I'll have my clansmen build you a palace just like mine!" Gulnara said.

"It's fine. Why build another? Isn't yours mine? Haha," Vegeta teased.

That night, The sounds from Vegeta and Bulma's room were like a sonic assault, drifting bit by bit into Gulnara's ears!

Gulnara felt uncomfortable all over, suffering through the torture!!

"Vegeta... I believe she is waiting for you too. Go," Bulma said.

"No rush. Let her stew for a bit, let her come to me!" Vegeta said while moving.

"Ah... I can't take it anymore. Haven't you noticed? You've been getting stronger and stronger lately!" Bulma said shyly.

"Hurry up and go, I have no strength left!!" Bulma said, sprawled on the bed, weak and breathless.

"Alright, alright... Heh heh," Vegeta let out an evil laugh.

Suddenly, he used his Space-Time Technique and teleported instantly into Gulnara's room!

Gulnara cried out in shock, "Who is it?"

"It's me. Don't be nervous!" Vegeta said.

Looking at the two of them, who made her face burn with embarrassment, Gulnara understood Vegeta's intentions.

She hadn't expected Vegeta to bring her along, but since he was already here, it was the perfect chance to set herself free!

Gulnara shed her garments, revealing skin as smooth as jade...

"Haha, come now, let me conquer you both," Vegeta laughed wickedly.

"Hmph, this King won't necessarily lose to you," Gulnara refused to be outdone, and the two began a fierce battle!

Bulma was fast asleep on the side, completely exhausted! ...

Morning.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for completing the mission. Reward: 100% success rate SR-Cell Booster, one dose."

Vegeta was awakened by the system's voice. He slowly rose from the arms of his two lovely wives, climbed out of bed, and spoke to the system.

"Is Gulnara already pregnant? That's impossible, right?"

"Host, she is definitely pregnant, but it certainly cannot be detected yet!"

"Fine! Give me the booster!"

After consuming the booster, Vegeta felt the S-Cells within his body undergoing a change. A strange sensation that he could not describe washed over him, but he could clearly feel that his Super Saiyan First Grade had seemingly made a breakthrough.

His combat power multiplier rose from 50 times to 70 times!

"That's right, the original work stated that Super Saiyan 1 is also divided into several stages. The first stage is the initial form with a 50-fold multiplier! The second stage is the bulky muscle form, which has about a 70-fold multiplier, but while power increases, speed decreases! The third stage is perfect control, which can reach the limit! A 100-fold multiplier!"

This breakthrough is roughly the muscle form, 70 times. My combat power after transforming has also increased from 7.5 billion to over 10 billion! It's settled; the upcoming Androids and Cell are nothing now! Even if there are unexpected situations, I can handle them! Vegeta thought with excitement. ...

In the time that followed, Vegeta stayed on the Elf Continent, living a life like an emperor! ...