Preparing the Canned Peaches

"Yes," Vegeta nodded. "I've already had someone neutralize the poison in your parents' systems. They'll be waking up shortly, so rest assured, everything will be fine."

"Huh? Huh? Huh?" Bulma was stunned.

Tights also took a long time to snap out of her daze.

The poison was already neutralized?

He had only been gone for less than ten minutes.

"Hello? Hello... What? They're already awake? Their vitals are completely normal?" The doctor, who had been taking a call on the side, was dumbfounded upon hearing the news.

Bulma and Tights looked toward the doctor.

"My colleague just called to say that Dr. Brief and his wife have made a full recovery... This is truly a medical miracle," the doctor exclaimed repeatedly.

"This has nothing to do with medicine," Bulma shook her little head.

"Bulma, don't be rude," Tights scolded in a low voice. "Thank you for your trouble, Doctor."

"But then again, what made your parents decide to drink that?" Vegeta asked.

"Mom thought your flask looked quite unique and assumed the wine inside must be delicious, so she prepared a few dishes for Dad to go with it..." Bulma explained.

Vegeta: "..."

You actually mistook that stuff for wine?

Three days later.

Dr. Brief and his wife Panchy had fully recovered.

Vegeta returned to his routine of drinking Ultra Divine Water.

At the same time, Vegeta handed over his spaceship to Dr. Brief for research.

Now, Vegeta no longer had any reason to fear Frieza.

Even if Frieza were to arrive on Earth at this moment, I am confident I could complete the transformation into a Super Saiyan in a short amount of time.

As for the Galactic Patrolman Jaco, seeing that Vegeta had no intention of dealing with him, the weight on his heart finally lifted.

Dr. Brief finished repairing Jaco's spaceship.

Fearing that Vegeta might change his mind, Jaco immediately piloted his ship back to Galactic Patrol Headquarters.

Vegeta, just as before, continued to drink the Ultra Divine Water like wine.

Another bottle of Ultra Divine Water was drained completely by Vegeta.

After finishing the Ultra Divine Water, Vegeta went off to find a place to sleep.

Another eight-plus hours passed.

"BOOM!"

An incredibly powerful energy erupted from Vegeta's body once again.

Vegeta sensed the intensity of his own energy.

Not bad, not bad at all!

My base combat power has already reached the height of 5 million.

The Ultra Divine Water really is a wonderful thing.

Next time I see Vados, I must have her check my body.

I don't want my base combat power to increase only to end up poisoned to an irreversible degree.

Though, that shouldn't happen.

After all, this body of mine belongs to an immortal.

While it hasn't reached the level of true immortality yet, it should at least possess the potential for it.

Vegeta shook the bottle of Ultra Divine Water.

I have to wait another three days.

No, I can't just sit idle for these three days.

I need to find a way to learn how to control my combat power.

With such immense power exposed without being hidden, it feels like my energy is being consumed too quickly.

Right, I'll go pay Master Roshi a visit.

I'll have that guy train me for a while.

"Bulma, I'm heading out for a bit," Vegeta said to Bulma.

"Eh? Where are you going?" Bulma asked.

"I'm going out to train. I'm not sure when I'll be back," Vegeta said.

"Going out to train? You really are something... You're only five years old, and you're already working this hard?" Bulma sighed.

"If I don't do this, how can I become the number one warrior in the entire universe?" Vegeta smiled.

"You want to become the number one warrior in the entire universe?" Bulma stared blankly for two seconds.

"In the meantime, help me prepare some yellow peaches, rock sugar, and glass jars," Vegeta said. "Also, make me a watch or something; a watch that can hold those Senzu Beans."

"What do you need so many yellow peaches for?" Bulma was stunned.

"I'm off." Vegeta had no intention of explaining, taking flight into the sky immediately.

Vegeta appeared rapidly above the small island where Master Roshi resided and descended from the sky.

"Thud!"

Vegeta landed on the ground with his hands in his pockets.

"You again..." Upon seeing Vegeta appear, Sea Turtle shivered in fear, cold sweat sliding down his face.

"You've returned?" Vegeta smiled.

"I... I have returned..." Sea Turtle was terrified.

"Eyesore." Vegeta shot a sidelong glance at Sea Turtle.

Sea Turtle: "..."

How am I an eyesore?

How am I getting in your way here?

"Forget it, I'm in a better mood now, so I won't hold it against you this time." Vegeta ignored Sea Turtle further and walked straight into the house.

Sea Turtle: "..."

I didn't provoke you, did I?

This little devil.

Just as Vegeta reached the doorway, he heard cheerful dance music coming from inside.

It was that same familiar music and rhythm.

Looking at Master Roshi, he was still staring intently at the television, his mouth almost pressed against the screen.

On the program, several pretty young ladies were dancing gracefully.

Vegeta was in no rush to interrupt Master Roshi, so he simply sat down on the sofa and enjoyed the show on the television.

Must say, the dance these young ladies were performing was actually quite good.

Five minutes later.

"That concludes today's program. We'll see you again at the same time the day after tomorrow," a voice announced from the television.

Then, the program switched to commercials.

Master Roshi wore a look of disappointment.

"So that's the end... what a pity, what a pity." Master Roshi sighed and groaned, stretching his old back and loosening up his arms.

The next moment, Master Roshi suddenly sensed some movement behind him.

He immediately turned his head to look.

Master Roshi caught sight of Vegeta sitting on the sofa at a glance.

"Eh? Whose kid are you? How did you get here?" Master Roshi asked hurriedly.

"I've come to learn martial arts from you," Vegeta smiled.

"Follow me? To learn martial arts?" Master Roshi was taken aback. "A little guy like you having the spirit to learn martial arts at such a young age—not bad, worthy of praise."

"When can we start?" Vegeta asked.

"However, I don't intend to take on any more students, so you should go," Master Roshi said with a smile.

"I don't intend to take you as my master either; I just want you to teach me how to control my ki," Vegeta smiled. "Because the energy inside me is too powerful, and I'm worried that if I'm not careful, I might shatter the Earth."