Saiyan

"Hoo—" Raditz let out a long breath, his initial agitation having already faded.

Without responding to the system, he adjusted his tail and pretended to be nonchalant as he went to rendezvous with the others.

The group was already preparing for the return journey.

It is worth noting that because Raditz was a wounded man, he was not required to run back; instead, he accompanied Bulma in her aircraft.

Master Roshi, meanwhile, began the trek on foot with Yamcha and Krillin.

Sitting inside the aircraft, Raditz gazed at the shimmering sea outside the window, lost in thought.

He recalled his recent experiences, from escaping the laboratory that was about to self-destruct to his memorable first encounter with Goku and the others.

From embarking on the journey to find the Dragon Balls together, to the all-out battle in the tournament ring.

Finally, the conversation with Master Roshi where he made his stance clear.

After several twists and turns, he had finally obtained what he wanted.

It was time to think about other things.

First, training with Master Mutten was crucial; he knew nothing about martial arts and needed a mentor to guide him into this world.

Next...

"Bulma, I heard your family is wealthy in West City. Do you happen to have any machines for physical examinations at home?"

With his primary goal achieved, Raditz prepared to consider his physical condition. The Dragon Balls still had a year-long cooldown, and distant water could not quench a near thirst, so he could make some preparations just in case.

"You do need to come to my house for a check-up. Since Dr. Gero modified you, he must have left behind some countermeasures."

"From what I know, he is a scientist on the same level as my father," Bulma warned with a serious expression.

She then adjusted the aircraft's direction and flew toward West City.

Bulma's aircraft landed in a massive ecological garden, where a graceful and luxurious woman was enjoying afternoon tea.

"Oh my? Is Bulma back? Is this your little boyfriend? How cute," the woman said with a smile.

"Mom, don't talk nonsense. This is my friend; he's here for something," Bulma said, her face flushing slightly.

"Hello, ma'am," Raditz greeted her somewhat stiffly, then followed Bulma to find her father.

"Oh ho ho, youth is truly wonderful!"

After passing through several cluttered laboratories, Bulma finally found Dr. Brief, who was rummaging through a pile of machinery.

"Dad, I need your help with something. It's like this..." Bulma explained Raditz's situation.

"Dr. Gero? I heard that several laboratories he headed recently caught fire. So he was part of the Red Ribbon Army; no wonder. What a waste of a genius."

After listening to his daughter's account, Dr. Brief sighed, "Let's go to my lab. I'll help you check it out."

Following Dr. Brief's instructions, Raditz lay inside a single-person medical pod. After a series of operations, a full-body scan was completed in no time.

"You guessed correctly. Dr. Gero did leave a controller in your body. If he wants to, he can put you into a state of instant dormancy whenever he gets close to you."

Looking at the diagram displayed on the screen, Dr. Brief said.

"Furthermore, this control terminal is in your brain. This isn't my field, so it's difficult for me to remove it. Do you want me to contact a doctor who specializes in this?"

"Thank you for your help, but is it possible to shield his controller and render it ineffective?" Raditz still wanted to struggle against it.

"That's easy, though it won't be a permanent solution. Have you decided?"

"Please, by all means."

Seeing Raditz's persistence, Dr. Brief stopped trying to persuade him and immediately began his research.

Soon, a simple shielding device was created. "I've added waterproof and shockproof materials to it. You just need to carry it with you."

"Thank you very much, Doctor." Raditz accepted the device and said sincerely.

"With this, I can focus on my training and just wait for the Dragon Balls to recover."

Meanwhile, in a remote underground chamber, Dr. Gero was rapidly operating multiple instruments, intent on quickly rebuilding his laboratory.

Suddenly, a special computer screen went dark.

"Hm? This is Number Zero. Is he dead, or...?" Dr. Gero was somewhat puzzled.

Number Zero was a practice project he had developed on a whim. When he left the lab earlier, he hadn't manually destroyed it, just to see what would happen.

As it turned out, it had actually escaped alive and miraculously repaired its weapon systems.

"The previous weapon device was only a neutered version, but the data transmitted back is somewhat useful. A defective product has finally served a purpose."

Dr. Gero's gaze was sharp as a blade.

"Whether you are truly dead or just hiding, it changes nothing."

"Just wait. I will create a brand-new masterpiece, and when that time comes, no one will be able to stop my path of revenge."

Raditz did not hear Dr. Gero's declaration of revenge.

He was currently busy checking the system in his mind.

[Task submitted]

[Merging Saiyan genes]

Feeling the changes in his body, Raditz gradually became obsessed.

I can finally count as a Saiyan; truly worthy of being a warrior race.

He no longer needed the system to inform him of these changes; he could clearly perceive them himself. It felt as if he had consumed some heavenly treasure; his entire body trembled as his muscles grew solid and his skin became tough.

Suddenly, an intense wave of hunger struck. Raditz felt dizzy, and his body collapsed to the ground.

He did not know how much time had passed when Raditz slowly regained consciousness, hearing a familiar female voice from nearby.

"Dad, what's going on? Didn't the jammer you made work? Why did he suddenly pass out?"

"It should have been fine in theory. Could there be some hidden flaw we didn't detect?"

The corner of Raditz's mouth twitched as he interrupted their conversation.

"Bulma, I'm fine."

"The Doctor's jammer is working perfectly. It's just been a long time since I last ate, so I must have fainted from hunger."

Bulma: "..."

"Gurgle~ Gurgle~"

Raditz's stomach let out a sound at the most opportune moment.

"It seems you really are hungry. Come on, let's go to my family's dining room and have a meal," Bulma teased.

Raditz followed her to the luxurious dining room, ordered one of everything, and began to eat as if no one else were around.

The rapidly stacking empty plates surprised Bulma. "I never realized your appetite was this big. You and Goku have the same bottomless pit of a stomach."

Having completed his Saiyan awakening, Raditz's body was like a parched field after a long drought, desperately needing the irrigation of energy.

"Haha, it's been a long time since I've felt this full."

After finishing his meal, Raditz prepared to return to Kame House, estimating that Master Roshi and the others should have arrived home by now.

After briefly teaching Raditz how to operate the flight vehicle, Bulma handed him a Hoi-Poi Capsule containing it.

"Don't let Master Roshi's perverted habits rub off on you while you're learning martial arts from him. I'll come visit you all when I have time."

"Thank you, Bulma. See you next time."

The afterglow of the setting sun scattered across the vast ocean, and as the gale swept by, it looked like a golden field of wheat.

In the distance, Raditz was wobbling as he piloted his flight vehicle toward the house.

I wonder how Master Mutten will teach me. I'm really looking forward to it.

Raditz had already begun to envision a future where he could soar through the skies, tunnel through the earth, and command the power to move mountains and drain seas just like the Z Fighters.