Namek

"Sack, is that really necessary?"

After they had flown some distance away, Renar asked softly.

"Their race is very special. You sensed it too, didn't you? There were many powerful beings among them with battle powers over a hundred thousand who didn't make a move."

Renar nodded solemnly.

"If we used an Artificial Moon..."

"Renar, you need to change. The Saiyan mindset of blind arrogance, of looking down on everything, has to be reined in and hidden away."

"This universe is a wonderful place."

Sack understood what Renar was thinking and cut her off.

Renar's pretty eyes shone as she stared at this "teacher" who had long since become different.

"That guy King Vegeta is self-willed and intolerant. He won't tolerate the slightest flaw, and he doesn't allow Saiyans to refute him either."

"Sooner or later, he'll lead the Saiyans into a dead end."

"That kind of model won't work, and we don't need to slaughter these people either."

"Leaving them alive gives us an opportunity."

Renar stared at Sack, completely bewildered.

"What about the pursuers behind us?"

Sack chuckled.

His body shook, tearing through the air as his speed doubled.

"They can follow behind us and eat our dust."

Giggle, giggle, giggle~

Renar left a trail of bright laughter behind her, which infuriated the Yardrats chasing them to no end.

"No, he has the research achievements of our entire race in his hands. That's the only copy. We absolutely cannot afford to lose it. Chase him!"

A voice rang out from the crowd. After hearing it, some of the Yardrat warriors erupted with even stronger energy and tried to give chase.

The result went without saying.

But all of this reached the ears of the other races on this planet.

Though they did not understand the details, they understood what "only copy" meant.

Seeing the Yardrats pursue so relentlessly, they all realized that Sack had stolen something extremely important from the Yardrats.

And it was one of a kind.

Greed flickered in everyone's eyes. They took out communication devices and sent messages to the forces behind them one after another.

On the planet, they could not beat Sack.

But in space, what mattered was how advanced the spacecraft were.

On that point, they had full confidence.

Sack paid no attention to the people or matters behind him.

He had the carefree air of someone brushing off his sleeves and leaving once the deed was done.

Only the Yardrats were left gnashing their teeth and glaring helplessly.

They entered the spaceship and took off.

"Where are we going next?"

Sack frowned.

According to the plot, Planet Kanassa was the most suitable place for him to go.

There, Bardock was struck by the surviving warrior Duaro's Phantom Demon Fist and saw the future, which led him to send Kakarot away.

In other words, the later Son Goku.

If he went there and joined forces with Bardock, perhaps he could overturn that ending.

"To Namek."

Renar looked utterly baffled.

Namek?

What were they going there for?

Sack's gaze was deep.

Whether or not Planet Vegeta could be saved was still uncertain, but he could at least find the Saiyans a way out.

If he remembered correctly, the current Planet Vegeta was not their main planet either.

Their ancestral planet should have been called Planet Sadala. It was just that internal strife had damaged it until it was no longer habitable, which was why they had come to Planet Plant, which had originally belonged to the Tuffles.

He could go to Namek first and use the power of the divine dragon Porunga to restore Planet Sadala.

At the same time, if he devoted himself to training, he might even be able to unlock his potential and greatly increase his strength again.

"Go. Head there."

Renar operated the spaceship's controls quickly.

"What about the tails behind us?"

A cold gleam flashed in Sack's eyes, and killing intent radiated from his whole body.

"Get rid of them."

Renar's lips curled, her excitement plain to see.

"Got it."

After following Sack these past few years, her hands had almost forgotten how to hold a blade, and her energy had nearly gone rusty.

She controlled the stolen spaceship's weapons system and looked at the scattered few spaceships rising into the air.

Then she raised her hand and slammed it down on the weapons launch system.

Above an icy planet, Inside Frieza's massive personal spaceship.

Frieza sat on his throne, looking at the starry sky outside the window.

"Ohoho, interesting."

Dodoria and Zarbon stood respectfully in the center of the cabin.

The pink, sinister Dodoria was the first to speak.

"My Lord, that Saiyan seems a little off. Should he be dealt with?"

"Ohoho~"

Frieza controlled his chair and turned around.

"Mr. Dodoria, a monkey has developed thoughts of his own. Don't you find that amusing?"

Dodoria lowered his head respectfully.

"My Lord, could he become uncontrollable? What if—"

"Ohoho~"

Frieza's nasty little laugh continued to ring out.

"Mr. Zarbon, do you know that one called..."

"Sack. Renar. My Lord."

Frieza's eyes narrowed, and the atmosphere in the cabin abruptly grew oppressive.

Zarbon's forehead was covered in sweat, droplets trickling down one by one.

"Don't be nervous, Mr. Zarbon. That Sack—what is his battle power?"

"He has surpassed King Vegeta, My Lord."

The corners of Frieza's mouth lifted into an evil, bewitching smile.

"Now isn't that interesting? Tell me, if King Vegeta found out, what do you think he would do?"

Zarbon's eyes lit up.

"My Lord."

Frieza controlled his chair and turned back around.

"Go do it."

Zarbon bent respectfully and withdrew backward, a mocking smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.

It seemed he had also thought of the interesting events that would happen afterward.

Across the vast starry sky, time flew by.

The spaceship Sack rode in unexpectedly encountered no obstacles at all, wasting the uproar that had been stirred up and making all those tip-offs utterly pointless.

"We're here."

Renar pushed the door open and came in, speaking in a sweet voice, her lovely eyes glowing with springlike warmth.

This man was different from those monkeys.

She had not been interested in the Yardrat research notes in the slightest, yet he read them with great relish.

During this time, he had been studying and pondering them inside the space cabin the entire time.

Sack shifted his gaze away from the display, rose, and came to the glass porthole. He looked at the three white-glowing stars ahead, as well as the fourth planet moving steadily among them, its entire surface covered in green.

"That's right. That's Namek."

Renar came silently to his side.

"How long are we going to stay here?"

There wasn't the slightest worry in her tone, as if she had no idea that Saiyans were bandits everyone in the universe wanted to beat down.

Nor had she ever considered whether the Namekians would be willing.

Sack narrowed his eyes slightly and calmly spat out two words.

"Half a year."

Joy stirred in Renar's heart, and the corners of her mouth rose unconsciously.

"And then?"

Sack fell silent.

Half a year was the deadline he had set for himself.

Possessing the God Elephant Prison-Suppressing Force yet being unable to advance even an inch was not a pleasant feeling.

If he spent a year and still couldn't find a way, he would take another path.

A path that belonged solely to the special racial talent of Saiyans.

His fists clenched slightly.

It can work!

He roared angrily in his heart, while his face remained expressionless.

"Let's go. Move closer to Namek."

Sack knew that if he couldn't break through, there was little meaning in staying on Namek.

He had studied the Yardrats' knowledge for a long time, but he still couldn't solve it.

The Dragon Ball universe was, after all, different from that world.

Some things, if they didn't exist, simply didn't exist.

For now, Sack could only place his hopes on Namek.

Renar curled her lip, turned, and flew toward the spaceship's control room.

Sack watched quietly as the aura breathed in and out by the divine elephants within him spread outward, vaguely sensing the powerful figures on Namek.

Suddenly, a warm voice rang beside his ear.

"Child, come."