Vegeta Departs!

West City Hospital.

In a hospital room.

Goku lay on the bed, his whole body wrapped in bandages. It was obvious just how badly he had been hurt.

The aftereffects of using triple Kaioken for so long were something his body could still withstand, and he had basically recovered from them.

His current injuries came from being crushed in Great Ape Vegeta's grip: fractures all over his body and severe organ damage.

Fortunately, with the medical standards of this era, healing him was only a matter of time.

Chi-Chi could wait, but Son Goku himself could not.

For Son Goku, who was obsessed with training, lying in bed without moving for so long felt worse than eating crap.

So every now and then, he wriggled his body, at least managing to move a little.

"Goku! Lie still like a good boy! That's the only way you'll get better faster!" Chi-Chi hurriedly stopped him.

"But... but I want to move. I haven't trained in so long, my body's going rusty."

"..."

"I don't care. Anyway, don't move. Just focus on recovering."

Chi-Chi had only just finished speaking when a doctor walked in, holding a syringe and preparing to give Son Goku an injection.

The needle gleamed with a bright silver light. Goku's body trembled, and refusal was written all over his face!

"No! No matter what you say, I'm not getting a shot! It's too scary!"

Hearing this, Chi-Chi was helpless too.

Her husband was clearly the strongest warrior on Earth, yet he was afraid of injections...

This...

Chi-Chi suddenly thought of something.

She leaned close to Goku's ear and whispered, "Honey, once you get the shot, your body will recover faster. When we get home, you can give me as many shots as you want~"

Chi-Chi's eyes shimmered, her face slightly flushed, making her look dazzlingly beautiful.

Son Goku stared blankly, not even noticing when the doctor finished giving him the injection.

Just then, Gohan popped out from who knew where.

"What are you two doing?"

"Ahem..."

"Go on, shoo. Have you finished your homework? If not, go back and do it. Stop poking your nose into grown-up business."

In the vast reaches of space.

After half a month of travel, Vegeta's spaceship successfully landed on its destination planet.

This planet was the headquarters of Frieza's Planetary Trade Organization.

When the stationed personnel discovered Vegeta inside the spaceship, they hurriedly sent him for treatment.

In the infirmary.

Vegeta wore nothing at all, immersed in a healing machine filled with liquid.

An ugly doctor in a white coat, with a tuft of red hair on his head, sat to one side and quietly waited for the treatment to finish.

After several hours of treatment, a pop-up appeared on the machine's screen.

"Treatment complete."

Earth could not compare to this level of medical care.

In just a few short hours, it could bring a dying patient back from the brink.

Vegeta opened his eyes inside the machine full of unknown liquid, smashed the glass cover open with one punch, and stepped out.

Expressionless, he swept a glance around him.

Then he walked straight to where his battle suit had been placed.

He put on his underwear, bodysuit battle armor, protective armor, long boots, and everything else one by one.

The doctor sighed with emotion. "I really don't know where you came back from, to end up nearly dead like that. This treatment wasn't able to restore your tail."

"Hmph. I'll go back for revenge. As for my tail, it'll grow back on its own."

Vegeta's face was dark as he snorted coldly.

Then he turned and left.

He was preparing to go back and rest for a while, then head to Namek.

Seeing that he had not taken his power level scouter, the doctor picked it up and followed him out. "Hey! You forgot to take this."

Vegeta glanced at it and waved a hand. "I don't need that machine anymore."

While fighting on Earth, he had learned the basics of sensing energy and hiding his own through observation.

He had only just learned it, so he was not very practiced at using it yet.

Once he used it more, he would naturally become proficient.

"Huh?"

The doctor scratched his head, completely baffled.

How were you supposed to fight without a scouter? If you did not know where the enemy was, you had to spend a lot of effort searching, which really slowed things down.

Vegeta did not explain further and was about to leave.

Just then—

A man with purple skin all over and two catfish-like whiskers by his mouth walked toward him.

"Well, well, well, if it isn't Vegeta. Haven't seen you in a few days. I hear you almost got beaten to death?"

The moment he opened his mouth, the sarcasm was off the charts.

This man was called Cui. He was Vegeta's sworn rival, and they could not stand each other. If not for the rules of the army restraining them, they would have killed each other long ago.

"Hmph! A good dog doesn't block the road."

Vegeta's face darkened, and he brushed straight past him.

"Let me remind you of something."

Cui turned back and said, "Lord Frieza is very angry about your unauthorized action this time."

"Oh. I'll go talk to him."

"Heh heh. Lord Frieza took a squad out with him. And we really have you to thank for the good information."

"What? Information I provided?"

Vegeta's eyes widened as a bad premonition rose in him.

Cui gave a sleazy chuckle. "That's right. After His Majesty returns from Namek with immortality, the first person he'll deal with is you. Just wait."

"How could... I clearly destroyed all the scouters..." Vegeta looked utterly incredulous.

"His Majesty was on guard against you long ago. You definitely didn't expect there to be a listening device installed on your spaceship, did you?"

The corners of Cui's mouth curled high, and he walked up to Vegeta with disdain, poking him in the shoulder. "You little punk."

"Fuck!"

Anger instantly flared in Vegeta's heart—not only because of Frieza, but even more because of this smug little bastard Cui standing in front of him.

Bang!

Vegeta slammed a punch into Cui's stomach.

Caught off guard, Cui sprayed snot and saliva onto the doctor's head beside him, and his body flew backward into the wall.

"You... you violated company regulations..."

"Get lost!"

Vegeta's face was cold as he snatched the scouter from the doctor's hand.

"This thing's still a little useful for now."

Then he turned and rushed toward the area where the spaceships were parked at extreme speed.

Only the dumbfounded doctor and the dazed Cui were left behind.

"Damn it. I absolutely can't let Frieza get immortality first!"

"Immortality is mine! Only by obtaining immortality can I defeat Frieza and rule the universe!"

Vegeta boarded a spaceship and immediately started it up, flying out toward space.

After he left, Cui clutched his stomach, his face full of venom, and boarded a spacecraft as well, following close behind.