Reborn as a Saiyan Baby, Cursing Frieza as Trash the Moment I Open My Mouth!

"Damn it! Dying from overwork was bad enough—why did I reincarnate in this crappy place?"

Ximen Qing abruptly opened his eyes. A bone-piercing chill instantly seeped up from beneath him. Before his eyes was a dim, damp cave, its walls covered in moss as droplets fell with a steady "drip, drip," sounding especially clear in the hollow cavern. The air was thick with the smell of earth, the tart scent of wild fruit, and a faint, lingering animal stench. It made his throat tighten. He wanted to cough, but all that came out was soft, infantile babbling. He could not even squeeze out a proper sound.

Something was wrong!

He froze completely—this was not his body!

Ximen Qing desperately tried to raise a hand and rub his eyes, to make sure he was not dreaming. But his limbs were as limp as boneless cotton, and only tiny pink hands flailed helplessly through the air. He could not even curl a single finger into a fist. With great effort, he lowered his head and clearly saw himself wrapped in rough, stiff animal hide, caked with dirt and fuzz that scratched his skin. His body was so small that an adult could hold him in one hand, while his skin was fair and delicate—he had actually become a newborn baby!

Damn it! Reincarnation was one thing, but why give me a baby start? How am I supposed to enjoy this? Ximen Qing ranted wildly in his heart. In his previous life, he had been an overworked corporate slave trapped in the 996 grind, crushed beneath reports, overtime, and difficult clients until he could barely breathe. Before dying, he had dreamed of "dominating everything after reincarnation." But now, forget dominating anything—he could not even roll over, lift his hand, or speak. He could only let others handle him like useless baggage. The gap nearly shattered his mentality.

Just as he was simmering with frustration, heavy, slow footsteps came from outside the cave, accompanied by the crack of dead branches snapping beneath someone's feet. Then came an elderly, gentle voice full of affection. "Kakarot, my child, are you awake? Come, try the wild fruit Grandpa found. It's sweet, and it'll help you grow quickly."

Kakarot?

Those four syllables exploded in Ximen Qing's mind like thunder, instantly blowing away all his frustration and confusion!

He turned his tiny head with all his strength and looked toward the cave entrance. An old man with graying hair and a wrinkled face was slowly approaching. His body was sturdy, though his back was slightly bent. His coarse linen clothes had been washed pale and were covered in patches, while his arms and calves bore countless scars from hunting. He held a cluster of bright red wild fruit, plump and fragrant. That kind smile on his face was one Ximen Qing knew all too well—it was Grandpa Son Gohan, the man from Dragon Ball who had adopted Goku and cared for him wholeheartedly!

Dragon Ball?! Saiyans?! Kakarot?!

Ximen Qing understood in an instant. He had not reincarnated into some unknown primitive tribe. He had truly arrived in the Dragon Ball world he had been obsessed with for so long—and had even become the protagonist, the Saiyan baby Kakarot!

Wild ecstasy instantly drowned out all his complaints. Warmth spread through his blood and across his whole body, making him want to cheer and leap with joy.

As a veteran Dragon Ball fan, he knew every part of the story inside and out: the Saiyan invasion, the battle on Namek, the Cell Games, Buu's rampage. Every iconic scene, every villain's weakness, every hidden opportunity was etched into his mind. He knew the Hyperbolic Time Chamber could rapidly raise one's power, that the King Kai Fist could multiply strength, and that the Spirit Bomb was the ultimate killing move. He also knew that villains like Frieza, Cell, and Buu would eventually be ground into the dirt by Goku and meet miserable ends!

Saiyans! Natural battle maniacs, with strength and recovery far beyond ordinary people. The more they fought, the stronger they became. Survive near death, and their battle power doubled. From Super Saiyan 1 to Super Saiyan God to Ultra Instinct, there was no end to their evolution! Compared to the corporate-slave life that overtime had crushed him under, this was ten thousand times—no, a hundred million times—better!

Frieza? That arrogant emperor of the universe? Wouldn't he end up getting beaten to death over and over by Goku, only to revive and get instantly defeated again, becoming a complete joke? Cell? Just a stitched-together freak. Even in his Perfect Form, wasn't he merely a stepping stone for Goku and his son? Buu? A brainless glutton who could be bought off with snacks, only to ultimately perish beneath the Spirit Bomb!

"Kakarot, come on, open your mouth." Grandpa Son Gohan carefully crouched down, gently lifting him with rough yet warm hands. He peeled a wild fruit and brought its translucent flesh to Ximen Qing's lips, his tone so tender it seemed ready to drip with warmth. Ximen Qing's heart softened. He clearly remembered that in the original story, Grandpa Son Gohan had loved Goku without any selfishness, only to be accidentally killed by the out-of-control Goku, becoming a lifelong regret. In this life, he would never let that tragedy happen again!

But when he looked at the wild fruit offered to his mouth, the warmth was instantly replaced by complaints. Damn it, can this thing even be eaten? No fried chicken, no cola, no burgers—not even instant noodles. You expect someone used to delivery feasts like me to chew on primitive wild fruit? This is torture!

But he was a baby now and had no ability to feed himself. If he did not eat, he would only starve. Ximen Qing helplessly "sighed"—though it still sounded like infant babbling—then opened his mouth in grievance and took a small bite. To his surprise, the fruit was sweet and juicy, its flesh tender and smooth. It was not bad at all, but he was still dissatisfied, wailing inwardly, I want fried chicken! I want soda! This crappy wild fruit is nowhere near enough!

"Wah... wah..." Soft babbling still came from his mouth, but the disdain, dissatisfaction, and grievance in his eyes were nothing like those of a newborn. His bright, sparkling eyes were filled with complaints about his current situation.

Grandpa Son Gohan paused, then laughed at Ximen Qing's strange expression. He reached out and rubbed the baby's little head, looking even more indulgent. "You don't like it? Then Grandpa will go find you wild grapes and wild peaches. I'll make sure you eat your fill, all right?"

At that moment, a cold, mechanical voice suddenly rang out in Ximen Qing's mind, echoing clearly in its depths:

[ Ding! Host soul stability detected. Reincarnation fusion complete. Hidden system panel unlocked! ]

[ Host: Ximen Qing (body vessel: Kakarot) ]

[ Race: Saiyan (Infant Stage) ]

[ Current Battle Power: 100 (Original Kakarot's battle power at birth: 2. Host reincarnation buff increased it fiftyfold, unlocking innate potential.) ]

[ Unlocked Skills: None (Can be obtained by killing enemies, completing quests, and unlocking opportunities.) ]

[ Opportunity Hint: An adult male Blackwind Bear with a battle power of 100 is located 100 meters outside the cave. Killing it will unlock Beginner Ki Sense. ]

[ Initial Quest: Kill the Blackwind Bear. Reward: Battle Power +100. Unlock basic move—Impact (Concentrate battle power in the palm for a powerful short-range strike). No penalty for failure (Beginner Protection Period). ]

A system? It even came with a battle power boost and a beginner quest?

Ximen Qing's eyes lit up, and he instantly perked up! A reincarnator's golden finger truly never failed to show up! An innate battle power of 100, fifty times that of the original Goku—this starting hand was absurdly good, completely crushing the original!

Awesome! This was too damn awesome!

All the frustration and resentment from his previous life vanished into thin air. Ximen Qing roared in his heart, Frieza! Cell! Buu! You useless trash, just wait! Once I grow up, I'll grind every last one of you into the dirt and show you who the true ruler of the universe is—the strongest Saiyan!

Perhaps he was too excited. Or perhaps it was because of his enhanced soul and the system's modifications. Either way, his language ability unlocked ahead of time. Ximen Qing instinctively opened his mouth and used every ounce of strength in his body to clearly speak a sentence. His voice was soft and childish, yet full of arrogant contempt as it echoed through the cave. "Frieza... trash!"

The moment the words fell, the cave sank into dead silence. Only the steady "drip" of falling water remained, painfully sharp in the stillness.

The wild fruit in Grandpa Son Gohan's hand fell to the ground with a splat. Its flesh burst apart, juice splashing everywhere. The hand holding Ximen Qing suddenly stiffened as his body trembled. His eyes widened round, his mouth gaped wide enough to fit an egg, and his face looked as though he had seen a ghost. He seemed to have even stopped breathing.

What had he just heard? A baby who could not even roll over and only knew how to babble had actually spoken? And so clearly?

What shocked him even more was the name "Frieza." He had lived his whole life, crossed countless mountains, and encountered all sorts of people and beasts, yet he had never heard that name before. Was it a person? A monster?

Grandpa Son Gohan swallowed, his throat dry and aching. He cautiously lowered his head to stare at Ximen Qing, his voice trembling with both fear and probing uncertainty. "Ka... Kakarot, did you just speak? Say it again. What did you say?"

Ximen Qing was stunned too—he had not expected to truly be able to speak! His reincarnated soul combined with the system's enhancement was indeed extraordinary! He had thought he would have to wait until he grew up before speaking. This was undoubtedly an unexpected delight!

Since he could speak, there was no need to pretend to be an ignorant baby! The arrogance and free-spirited boldness buried in Ximen Qing's bones erupted completely. He raised his little head, straightened his tiny body, and spoke again with maturity and dominance utterly unfitting for an infant. His voice was soft, but unwavering. "That's right, I spoke! And don't call me Kakarot. My name is Ximen Qing! Call me Ximen Qing from now on!"

Boom!

Those words completely shattered Grandpa Son Gohan's understanding of the world. He staggered back two steps, nearly slipping on the spilled fruit juice. The hand holding Ximen Qing trembled even harder, while his face was filled with utter disbelief. He muttered to himself, "Xi... Ximen Qing? You named yourself? What exactly are you...?"

The child he had found was not an ordinary baby at all! He could speak right after being born, give himself a name, and his eyes were fiercer than those of the most savage beasts in the mountains. It was simply unbelievable—either a deity descended to earth or a monster reborn!

Watching the old man's shocked and flustered state, Ximen Qing rolled his eyes inwardly. Is this really that shocking? Just wait until I instantly kill that Blackwind Bear outside and unlock Ki Sense and a move. You'll probably turn to stone on the spot!

Just then, a violent beastly roar thundered from outside the cave, as though it would collapse the entire mountain. Pebbles rained down from the ceiling, while a thick, savage animal stench flooded into the cave and instantly filled the whole place, sending chills down one's spine.

[ Ding! Notice: The Blackwind Bear has appeared (Battle Power: 100). Its battle power has risen to 110 in its enraged state. It is rapidly approaching and is only 50 meters from the cave entrance. Host, please take action immediately! ]

Ximen Qing's eyes gleamed as excitement replaced every last complaint—his chance had come! At last, he could test a Saiyan's battle power, claim his first kill, and unlock Ki Sense and a move!

Ignoring Grandpa Son Gohan's shock and fear, he twisted desperately in an attempt to escape the old man's arms and looked toward the entrance. A cocky smile, utterly unfitting for an infant, curled over his lips. His soft voice carried a murderous edge. "A wild monster? Perfect! Let me see what Saiyans are made of! Frieza, just wait. You're next on the list of people I'll call trash! This monster is only the first stepping stone on my path to growth!"

Grandpa Son Gohan stared at the bizarre yet arrogant baby in his arms, completely dumbfounded. His mind was blank. The hand holding Ximen Qing had gone rigid as stone, and only one thought remained in his heart: This child was far too terrifying. What he had found might be an existence capable of changing the balance of the world...