"Idiot! You don't even know who I am? Don't tell me you can't even recognize my voice!" Cui shouted furiously.
"Uh... are we close?" Vegeta asked.
Cui clenched his fists, veins bulging on his forehead with rage.
"What do you think? We met at Training Camp last year!" Cui snapped.
"That was so long ago. I don't remember," Vegeta replied.
Cui almost cried.
You've got to be kidding me...
It's only been a year!
And you're saying that was so long ago?
"It's only been a year! A year!" Cui shouted.
"Are you a broken record?" Vegeta said unhurriedly.
Cui: "..."
"You—you—you... Just you wait, Vegeta! I'll never forgive you!" Cui hated Vegeta with all his heart.
"By the way, who are you, anyway?" Vegeta asked curiously.
"I'm..." Cui was about to say his name.
"Never mind. It doesn't matter." Vegeta shook his head. "You're just a nobody."
With that, Vegeta ended the call.
Cui: "..."
Cui gazed up at the endless stars, utterly bewildered aboard his spaceship.
I'm a nobody?
Are you kidding me?
My battle power is 1,000 higher than yours!
You've got to be kidding me!
Vegeta, where do you get that confidence?
And you even dared to hang up on me.
I'll kill you with my own hands!
I'll make you pay for insulting me.
Cui wanted nothing more than to catch up to Vegeta's spaceship right then and eat it.
The problem was that Cui's spaceship was about as fast as Vegeta's.
Their ships were quite far apart, and a ki blast wouldn't come close to reaching him.
Cui was furious, but there was nothing he could do.
The angrier he got, the more he stewed, until he finally called Vegeta again.
"You again?" Vegeta snorted.
"Vegeta, you'd better take a good look at your battle power!" Cui sneered. "Mine is 1,000 higher than yours!"
"So what?" Vegeta said.
Cui: "..."
Cui was completely at a loss.
So what?
"Do you know how big a difference 1,000 points of battle power makes? I'll grind you into the dirt! Wahahaha! Just you wait!" Cui roared with laughter.
"Are you an idiot?" Vegeta chuckled. "Don't you know we Saiyans are a warrior race?"
"Hmph! Don't make me laugh. You've got that little battle power and you call yourself a warrior race?" Cui snorted. "Why don't we find a place and fight to the death? It takes too long to get to Earth—we'd need at least three months! We could be doing something else with those three months!"
Vegeta thought it over carefully.
The guy did have a point.
Vegeta didn't like having someone constantly following him.
If the other guy's spaceship was faster than his and blew his ship up, that would be a real nuisance.
He'd better find a place to finish him off.
He was just a nobody, after all.
"Fine. We'll be passing Planet Fafde in three days. Let's settle things there," Vegeta proposed.
"Planet Fafde? Sure!" Cui was stunned; he hadn't expected Vegeta to agree. Then he laughed and asked, "You're not going to run the moment I land, are you?"
"Childish." Vegeta ended the call immediately.
Vegeta was also considering the 1,000-point difference in battle power.
My battle power is only 12,000 right now.
According to the Scouter, that guy's battle power is 13,000.
If we fight head-on, I might not be able to beat him.
And I don't have the energy to waste all my time on him.
Looks like I'll have to try something unexpected.
What move should I use?
Vegeta began practicing one of the techniques he already knew.
After all, he only had three days.
Three days wasn't much time to rapidly increase his battle power.
Given Vegeta's current physique and other limitations, it would be difficult.
Of course, gaining a few hundred points shouldn't be a problem.
Three days passed in the blink of an eye.
Planet Fafde.
It was a large planet located in the middle of the universe.
Most of its residents were visitors from other planets, while very few of its original inhabitants remained.
Many outsiders had spotted a business opportunity and turned the planet into a major commercial hub centered around food.
Tourists from all over the universe often stopped there, hoping to sample the flavors of their home planets.
"Whoosh! Whoosh!"
A dazzling streak of light, bright as a star, blazed across the sky.
Nearby, another streak of purplish-red light shimmered.
The two streaks swiftly descended onto the planet.
The ones who had arrived were Champa, God of Destruction of Universe 6, and his Angel, Vados.
"Oh my, oh my... The food on this planet looks delicious, Lord Champa. Let's hurry and try some," Vados said with a smile.
"Hmph. I'm in a bad mood! Especially because of that statue!" Champa grumbled, glancing at a huge statue standing in the center of the planet.
The statue was of Beerus!
Beerus pointed toward the ground, his sharp gaze making him look fearsome and imposing.
"Isn't that a statue of Lord Beerus? They did a pretty good job capturing his likeness," Vados said with a smile.
"What's the big deal... Why doesn't anyone in our universe give me a statue?" Champa bared his teeth.
"Lord Champa, look at it this way... Only those who are no longer around get statues made of them, as memorials or objects of worship," Vados said in a lowered voice.
Champa's eyes lit up at once, and he quickly gave Vados a hearty thumbs-up.
Vados, you really are clever!
Afterward, the two sampled some of the rare delicacies of Universe 6.
"Vados, this planet looks pretty prosperous. It makes me want to destroy it!" Champa said as he ate a chicken leg and rubbed his hands together, resisting the urge to destroy the planet.
"Is Lord Champa jealous?" Vados asked with a smile.
"I'm jealous, so what?" Champa snorted, tossing the chicken leg onto the ground. "It's not like we have a planet this prosperous in Universe 6."
"Lord Champa, you really don't care about keeping the environment clean," Vados sighed.
"Hmph. I'm the God of Destruction. Why should I care about keeping the environment clean?" Champa couldn't care less. He grabbed another chicken leg and started eating. "By the way, why hasn't that planet in our universe developed?"
"Wasn't that planet in our universe destroyed by Lord Champa 1,000 years ago?" Vados replied.