Erroneous Combat Power, Detector Broken?

After knocking Nappa down with an energy blast, Son Gohan stopped in front of Vegeta.

He studied Prince Vegeta, who was still an enemy for now.

Pride seemed written all over the other man's face, yet beneath that pride was a lingering shock and uncertainty.

Clearly, he had been frightened by Son Gohan's attack just now.

"Kakarot's son!?"

Vegeta lightly tapped the scouter on his head. He still stood with his arms crossed, but a measure of wariness had entered his eyes.

Beep beep beep!

The numbers on the scouter flickered continuously before finally stopping at "3000"!

"!!!"

Seeing the number displayed by the scouter, a trace of confusion flashed through his eyes.

"Looks like that idiot Nappa was just too careless!"

Though he had some doubts, seeing that the other party's battle power was not particularly abnormal made him feel that this was only natural.

Even if that legend was true, he was the only one who could possibly reach such heights!

"What, did you come here alone to die?"

Now that he had clearly detected the other party's battle power, Vegeta regained his composure and even felt like toying with him.

Seeing how confident he was, Son Gohan merely smiled faintly and was about to say something.

Beep beep beep!

At that moment, Vegeta's scouter sounded again.

Several readings flashed across it in succession. Clearly, several fairly strong battle powers were approaching.

"Battle power 5700? Battle power 12000?"

Detecting two considerable readings approaching, Vegeta's eyes widened in utter disbelief.

The first reading was one thing, but the latter actually exceeded ten thousand.

Even across the universe, that was the level of a rare expert!

Earth was merely a backward planet. How could there be someone with a battle power exceeding ten thousand?

And if such a person existed, why had Raditz not encountered them when he came last time? Just what was going on with this planet?

"Damn it, could the scouter be broken!?"

The battle powers made no sense, so his first instinct was that there was something wrong with the scouter.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

In the next instant, two figures arrived one after the other.

They were Piccolo and Raditz, who had followed after Gohan.

Though they were not as fast as Gohan, West City was not far from here, so they had arrived quickly as well.

The moment Raditz saw Prince Vegeta, his eyes lit up.

It was as though he could see a new life beckoning to him!

Meanwhile, when Vegeta saw Raditz appear, disbelief immediately filled his eyes. He clearly had not expected this man to still be alive.

According to the information sent by the scouter, he should have died in a battle a year ago!

So why had he suddenly appeared here now?

What concerned Vegeta even more was that Raditz's battle power had risen tremendously, reaching 5700!

Even Nappa's battle power was only around 4000!

Suddenly.

A flash of insight struck his mind, and he remembered the purpose of coming here—the Dragon Balls that could grant wishes.

So Raditz had been revived by the treasures on this planet known as the Dragon Balls?

That meant the rumor of Shenron granting wishes was true. But what was wrong with these people? Why would they revive that piece of trash?

Boom!

Just as the two sides were facing each other.

A violent sound suddenly came from beyond the city, and fierce currents of air rapidly spread in all directions.

Then a bald, muscular man rose from the ruins, his body in a sorry state.

He glared furiously toward the distant area, then turned into a streak of light and charged over in the next instant. His powerful aura swept through the city, instantly sending even the flying cars in the sky tumbling away.

That violent aura crashed fiercely toward Son Gohan and the others.

Son Gohan merely tilted his head up slightly. Curling the five fingers of his right hand into a fist, he was about to teach them a lesson.

"Stop, Nappa!"

Vegeta was the first to speak.

At his shout, the streak of light in the air came to an abrupt stop and landed right beside Vegeta.

"Vegeta, why did you make me stop? These blind fools deserve to be crushed!"

He glared viciously at the warriors opposite him. Though he did not know who had struck him, it had to be one of the people in front of him.

Then he spotted Raditz among them.

His gaze froze slightly, as though he had seen something unbelievable.

"Raditz, weren't you killed along with that little brother of yours? How are you..."

Clearly, he could not think as quickly as Vegeta. In that instant, he could not figure out the reason at all.

"Obviously, he was revived by those things called the Dragon Balls. It seems the rumor that Earth has something capable of granting wishes is true. What wonderful news!"

Vegeta was clearly in a good mood. As long as Earth had those things, it meant he could fulfill his wish.

Defeating that person was not impossible!

"Is that so?"

"That's right. They revived me..."

Raditz had originally wanted to switch sides immediately, but seeing Nappa's miserable state, he hesitated for a moment.

"What did you revive him for? Were you planning to have him join forces with you against us?"

Vegeta stood at the very front with his arms crossed and sneered. "You certainly have ideas. But Raditz... what are you going to do?"

"There's no need to join forces with him!"

Piccolo also walked to the front with his arms crossed. Looking down at Vegeta, he said, "I'll defeat the two of you head-on and make you understand that Earth is not a place you should have come to!"

At that moment, he still carried some of King Piccolo's bearing.

That cold, stern expression was quite imposing as well.

As they spoke, Raditz silently moved toward Vegeta's side. Clearly, he still believed following Vegeta was the right choice!

Nappa and Vegeta could not be bothered with him. Both of them fixed their eyes on Piccolo.

"Doesn't this guy look like a Namekian?"

Nappa frowned at Piccolo for a long time before finally seeming to remember something.

"A Namekian? I see. I heard long ago that Namekians know all sorts of strange things. I suppose you're the one who created the Dragon Balls?"

Vegeta did not seem to care about Piccolo's arrogance. He was far more concerned with the Dragon Balls.

"A Namekian!?"

Piccolo's eyes were filled with pure confusion as well.

Wasn't he a member of the demon clan who had been split off? How could he be some Namekian?

Son Gohan, standing nearby, knew the reason, but they would be going to Planet Namek sooner or later. There was no need to explain it now.

"Hmph. Although the Dragon Balls are connected to me, I wasn't the one who created them!"

As he spoke, Piccolo took up a fighting stance. "But I'm very interested in this Planet Namek you mentioned. So if you're willing to tell me about it, I might consider sparing you!"

As he spoke, the cape behind him billowed dramatically.

The results of a full year of training were completely unleashed, and a powerful aura erupted from him.

"Hmph, you were the one who sneak-attacked me just now, weren't you?"

Nappa stepped forward as he kneaded his hands, casually pressing his scouter as well. "You should be the only one here capable of it. I'm very, very angry right now..."

"Hmm, a battle power of 12,000!?"