Combat Power

"Fine, if you really don't want to, forget it!"

After seeing that, Tights immediately asked Roger.

"Roger, how long did it take you to get here from the South Galaxy? A year?"

"More than a year!"

"More than a year? That's not too long!"

"No, I also spent a year on Planet Yardrat. Otherwise, I could have reached Earth in just over a month!"

"You're saying this spaceship can cross an entire galaxy in a month?"

"Yeah!"

Roger nodded.

"Then Roger, what did you go to Planet Yardrat for?"

Tights was a science-fiction adventure novelist, so she was very interested in space.

"Tights, I need to work now. If you want to chat, you can go talk up front!"

"Okay, Dad!"

"Then Roger, come up front and talk with me?"

"Yeah!"

Roger nodded.

With that, the two immediately walked ahead.

Seeing this, Dr. Brief glanced at Bulma beside him.

"Bulma, aren't you going with them?"

"Hmph, I'm not going!"

By then, Tights and Roger had already gone far away.

However, Roger had sharp hearing and still caught Bulma's words. He turned back and glanced behind him.

"Did he... hear what I just said?"

When Bulma saw Roger suddenly turn around, she was immediately startled.

At that moment, Roger turned back and continued walking forward with Tights.

Seeing this, Bulma immediately let out a sigh of relief.

"Looks like he didn't hear me. But why am I scared of that guy? This is obviously my home!"

"Roger, what exactly do those Yadratians look like?"

Tights asked Roger.

"Their skin is red, with patches of red spots all over it. They're not very tall, their ears are pointed, they don't have hair on their heads, and they wear strange clothes!"

"Strange clothes?"

"Like the outfit I'm wearing!"

Upon hearing that, Tights immediately looked at Roger's clothes.

"Were the clothes you're wearing given to you by them?"

"Yeah, they're a very friendly people!"

Before they knew it, the two had arrived at a set of white tables and chairs.

Through the door behind the tables and chairs was Tights's family's living room.

"Roger, sit down!"

"Okay!"

As Roger spoke, he and Tights found chairs and sat down.

At that moment, Mrs. Brief came out of the house and brought the two of them cups of freshly brewed coffee.

"Roger, dear, have some of the coffee I just brewed!"

Mrs. Brief said to Roger with a smile.

"Mom, Roger is still so young. How can you let him drink coffee?"

Tights said somewhat speechlessly.

"What does it matter? Maybe Roger likes coffee! Right, Roger?"

Roger gave an awkward laugh upon hearing that.

"Auntie, I don't really like coffee!"

"You don't? Then what do you like to drink? Cola?"

"Yeah!"

Roger nodded.

"Alright, I'll get you a cola right now!"

As Mrs. Brief spoke, she turned and headed back inside to get Roger a cola.

"Roger, you said you're a Saiyan. Other than the tail, how are Saiyans different from us Earthlings?"

"We Saiyans are a warrior race, so our fighting power is relatively high!"

"What's fighting power?"

"Simply put, it's a person's strength. The stronger you are, the higher your fighting power!"

"Then Roger, what's your fighting power?"

"I don't know!"

"You don't know?"

"My fighting power is too high. Scouters can no longer detect my fighting power level!"

"I see. Then do I have fighting power?"

"Of course you do!"

"Then how much fighting power do I have?"

"About... 5!"

"5?"

Just then, Bulma appeared and walked over from nearby.

"That's right!"

"Then what about you?"

"Didn't I just say? I don't know either!"

"Roughly?"

"At least twenty thousand!"

Roger said, rubbing his right index finger across his cheek.

"At... at least twenty thousand? Doesn't that mean you're incredibly strong?"

"I'm alright!"

Roger said with a smile.

"Big sis, what did you say he was incredibly strong at?"

Bulma asked Tights.

"Roger's fighting power?"

"Fighting power? What's that?"

"It's a person's strength!"

"Bulma!"

Just then, Mrs. Brief returned from inside with a can of cola in hand and set it in front of Roger.

"Roger, your cola!"

"Thanks!"

"Bulma, you're here too. Then you can have this cup of coffee!"

"No, that stuff is bitter as hell!"

Bulma said.

"Then go inside and get whatever you want to drink. This coffee can stay for your father!"

Bulma nodded.

"Then big sis, how much fighting power does this guy have?"

"At least twenty thousand!"

"Twenty thousand?"

"Yeah, he said my fighting power is only 5!"

"5?"

Bulma immediately burst out laughing.

"Big sis, don't let him fool you. I bet he couldn't even beat you!"

After hearing that, Tights immediately looked at Roger.

In truth, she also had a trace of doubt about what Roger had said.

Roger smiled when he heard that.

"Bulma, what did you just call me?"

"Th... this guy!"

"Then if I prove that what I just said is true, how about you call me big brother?"

"Big brother!"

"Mm!"

Roger nodded.

"Fine! As long as you can prove it, I'll call you big brother!"

"Alright!"

Roger immediately smiled upon hearing that.

Then, Roger raised his right hand and fired a golden ki blast from his palm toward the sky.

BOOM!!

With a massive explosion, the ki blast detonated in the sky.

A huge cloud of smoke from the explosion immediately appeared overhead.

Because the explosion was so loud, the residents living near Dr. Brief's house all saw the enormous blast.

Seeing the massive explosion in the sky, Bulma immediately began trembling in fear.

Tights and Mrs. Brief, who were sitting nearby, were frightened as well.

"So? Do you believe me now?"

Roger smiled as he looked at Bulma.

"I... I believe you!"

"Then what should you call me now?"

"B-Big brother!"

Bulma said reluctantly.

Because of the massive explosion in the sky, Tights suddenly became a little afraid of Roger.

Mrs. Brief had been startled at first, but once the explosion ended, she quickly calmed down.

"Um... Roger, I'm going to use the bathroom!"

Tights said to Roger.

"Alright!"

After a while, Tights came out of the bathroom and gradually calmed down. She continued asking Roger about the universe.

At noon, Mrs. Brief prepared a large table full of dishes and invited Roger to eat with them.

"Roger, don't be polite. Help yourself!"

Tights said to Roger with a smile.

"Alright!"