A Two-Hundred-Million Power Level Reduced to Cannon Fodder? Shigula Was Nearly Driven Mad by Psychic Powers

The spaceship exited the warp corridor.

Against the backdrop of deep space, a dark green planet floated in the distance.

Trunks stared at the radar display on the main console, his pupils narrowing slightly.

On the screen, densely packed red dots swarmed like a hive, completely encircling New Planet Namek's outer space.

"This many..." Trunks swallowed. "At least a thousand warships. Frieza has been dead for so many years, yet his remnants still have enough pull to gather a force on this scale?"

"A centipede does not stop wriggling just because it is dead." Chen Mo leaned back with his hands clasped behind his head, looking out the window. "Back then, the Frieza Force ruled over more than seventy percent of the star systems in the North Galaxy. Even if the tree fell and the monkeys scattered, the foundation they left behind is beyond what ordinary people can imagine."

Chen Mo glanced at Trunks.

"What's your base power level now?"

"Four million," Trunks answered. "If I transform into a Super Saiyan, the fiftyfold boost puts me at two hundred million."

"Two hundred million." Chen Mo nodded. "Suppress your ki. Down to around five thousand. We're going to pay someone a visit."

"Where?"

"Find an isolated warship and ask around about what's happening down there."

Chen Mo stood and walked toward the storage locker in the rear compartment. He dug out two sets of battle suits they had seized from a Frieza Force transfer station earlier and tossed one to Trunks.

"Put it on. From now on, we're small fry from some remote star system who answered the call and came to pledge our loyalty to King Frieza."

Holding the highly elastic skintight battle suit, Trunks's mouth twitched twice, but he obediently changed into it anyway.

Ten minutes later.

At the