New Mission Planet

Deep in the cosmos.

A silver-white spherical spaceship was sailing through the sea of stars.

The interior of the ship was reasonably spacious, with a cockpit, a lounge area, a Gravity Chamber, and a simple living area all compactly arranged.

Raditz sat cross-legged on the pilot's seat, one hand propping up his chin, staring listlessly at the unchanging starry sky outside the window.

The black universe and the white pinpricks of stars became dull after looking at them for too long.

His destination was Namek, and he had already been traveling from Earth for two months.

As for why he hadn't arrived yet?

It stemmed from Raditz's stop-and-go journey.

He had been intentionally searching for planets with high-energy life signatures along the way, landing on them to see if he could trigger the system's check-in missions.

He had plenty of time anyway, so he could afford to make such attempts.

Unfortunately, over the past two months, he had landed on three qualified planets; the highest combat power of the inhabitants was close to 1,000, but he still had no luck.

Raditz simply replenished some alien food that looked acceptable and left.

It wasn't that there weren't people who wanted to attack him, but after he raised his combat power to 10,000, those people vanished into thin air.

Raditz felt that maintaining a combat power of 10,000 was just right; he wasn't at the top of the entire universe, but he was among the upper echelon.

There wouldn't be a situation where some guys suddenly rushed out and destroyed his ship directly.

"So boring."

He stretched, his joints popping with a "crack" sound.

His daily life was like a copy-paste job.

Wake up, eat, train in the Gravity Chamber, observe nearby planets, and sleep.

He admitted that every time he felt his combat power increase by another notch, it was indeed very satisfying.

But sitting back in the cockpit, facing the vast universe outside, alone, and quiet enough to only hear the hum of the ship's engines, that sense of loneliness would come rushing in like a tide.

Raditz thought of a certain blue-haired girl on Earth, and the corners of his mouth curled up involuntarily.

He did not regret not bringing Bulma along.

The universe was too dangerous; with his current strength, he could handle himself as long as he didn't run into that small fraction of people.

Bringing along a girl who had no power to fight back wouldn't be romantic—it would be suicide.

Besides, acting alone was freer; he could fight or run if he encountered danger without having to worry about anyone else.

I hope Bulma isn't too angry, Raditz thought with a touch of sheepishness.

No, given her personality, she must be absolutely furious.

They had only been in a relationship for a month, the time when they should be inseparable, yet he had flown straight off Earth.

"Forget it, I'll explain it to her when I get there."

Raditz pushed this problem to the back of his mind and refocused his attention on the detector on the console.

"Beep! Beep!"

The detector emitted a light sound at just the right moment.

The detector had sounded many times over the past few days, but most were just combat powers of a few hundred, and he didn't even have the interest to land.

But this time, Raditz's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Nearly eight thousand? And there are three of them?"

He sat up straight abruptly, his fingers tapping rapidly on the console to pull up the coordinates.

"This is the highest-quality planet I've found in these past few months."

"This should be able to trigger the system's check-in mission, right?"

He adjusted his course without hesitation and accelerated, speeding toward the target planet.

Kabacha Planet.

Kabacha Planet was one of the few prosperous planets in the surrounding galaxy. Ruled by the Pujinpa Dynasty, it was a famous trading hub, and alien travelers came in an endless stream every day.

However, recently, this planet seemed to have been struck by some kind of curse, gradually withering like an old man drained of his vitality.

The surface of the planet had taken on a brown, desolate hue, while the interior was shrouded in large-scale sandstorms, the original prosperity long gone.

By now, there were not many planetary merchants coming here, and most of the city's residents had evacuated, leaving only an army composed of the Pujinpa Imperial Guard remaining in the royal capital.

Inside the royal capital, two soldiers wearing combat uniforms strode into the palace hall, their clothes still stained with the sand from outside.

"Your Highness, another Alien Spaceship has landed."

Daizi sat on the throne, his expression grave as he heard the soldier's report.

"Anyone coming to this planet at this time must be an accomplice of those two." His voice was firm. "No need to make contact anymore; we'll be fighting them tomorrow anyway."

"But..." one of the soldiers hesitated, "the scouts we sent previously never returned. Their combat power..."

"Do not overthink it," Daizi interrupted, sitting upright with a calm gaze. "Even if we do not go to them, they will come knocking. As the prince of the Pujinpa Kingdom, I will certainly fight until the very last moment."

Both soldiers fell silent, unable to find a response.

They had already considered fleeing the planet; after all, even their king had abandoned them and escaped long ago.

Daizi looked at them without reproach, simply leaning back slowly against his throne and closing his eyes.

The wind whistled outside the hall like a funeral dirge.

The spaceship pierced through the atmosphere and landed steadily on a patch of sand.

Raditz stepped out of the cabin and looked outside, his brow furrowed.

It was a wasteland.

Gray dust covered the entire land, and not a trace of green could be seen. The outlines of a city flickered in and out of view amidst the sandstorm, but most of the structures were buried under sand and earth.

"People actually live in this hellhole?"

"The difference between this and the previous few planets is too vast. Why would three people with such high combat power stay here?"

Raditz stood on the cabin steps in deep thought. In that short time, the sandstorm was already drumming against the hull of the ship with a rhythmic thud-thud.

"Let's see if I can trigger a mission first."

Raditz stored the spaceship into a Hoi-Poi Capsule and waited with focused intent.

The next moment, a floating blue interface popped up.

[Current Planet: Kabacha Planet]

[Check-in Missions: 2. Please select and complete one to obtain the corresponding reward.]

[Evaluation: Do you want to be a fruit farmer?]

Finally, it worked!

Raditz floated up in excitement.

However, what was the meaning of that evaluation?

A fruit farmer?

Never mind, let's look at the missions first.

He tapped open the mission tab, and two check-in missions immediately appeared before his eyes.

[Mission 1: Planet Defense]

[Objective: Save Kabacha Planet.]

[Hint: The fleeing king is beyond saving, but the prince who remained behind is worthy of support.]

[Reward: Seed of Life]

[Difficulty: B]

[Mission 2: Planet Destroyer]

[Objective: Destroy Kabacha Planet.]

[Hint: One force overcomes ten techniques!]

[Reward: Seed of Embers]

[Difficulty: B]

Two completely opposite missions?

An ultimate choice between the two?