Son Goku followed Piccolo and Vegeta to an unnamed, desolate planet.
The hatch opened, Son Goku jumped out.
As far as the eye can see, there are only bare brown rocks and sandstorms flying everywhere.
Piccolo and Vegeta had already come into view.
"Yo! Piccolo!"
Son Goku smiled, waved, and quickly ran over.
" Piccolo! Why are we stopping here?"
Piccolo Piccolo, who was sitting cross-legged on the rock, slowly opened his eyes.
"Wait for someone!"
"Huh? Who are we waiting for?" Son Goku asked, puzzled.
" Galactic Patrol!" Piccolo said, then closed his eyes again.
Son Goku looked around.
They saw Vegeta sitting leaning against the spaceship.
One leg is straight, and the other leg is bent.
Some simple bandages were also wrapped around his body.
However, the expression on his face felt completely unfamiliar.
His eyes were vacant.
" Vegeta! Are you alright?" Son Goku slowly stepped forward.
However, Son Goku only received silence from Vegeta.
Piccolo glanced over here and spoke expressionlessly.
"Don't waste your energy, his brain is already damaged."
An awkward stalemate ensued between the three.
Just then, a sharp whistling sound came from the sky above.
Several streaks of silvery light pierced the dim sky, approaching from afar and finally hovering above them.
They were several oddly shaped spaceships, each bearing the emblem of a Galactic Patrol.
The spaceships landed one after another.
The Galactic Patrol they were waiting for were coming out from above!
A thin man with two large, egg-shaped eyes, wearing a tight-fitting uniform, stepped out of the largest spaceship in the middle.
He cautiously approached Son Goku and the others.
Although Tights repeatedly assured him that Frieza Force had changed.
Furthermore, the changes in Frieza Force during this period are evident to all.
However, Jaco had, after all, lived through the era when Frieza Force was renowned throughout the universe for its "honorable" reputation.
My heart is still pounding!
"You must be from Frieza Force?"
"I am Galactic Patrol, Jaco."
Son Goku and Piccolo nodded.
"I heard you just had dealings with the Heeters, is that right?"
Jaco pressed for an answer.
Piccolo took a moment to think it over.
He recounted his experiences on that crimson planet in detail.
"Smack!"
Jaco slapped his thigh hard.
"Asshole!"
He angrily started spinning around in circles.
"Those guys!"
They attacked many Prison Planet!
"A lot of dangerous galactic heavy criminals have been released!"
"The entire universe is now in chaos!"
"Turbulence? Does that mean a lot of bad guys have escaped?" Son Goku asked curiously.
Jaco nodded.
"That's right."
"We Galactic Patrol are swamped right now! On one hand, we have to do our best to protect the safety of the universe's inhabitants, and on the other hand, we have to urgently relocate those criminals with excessively high danger levels!"
"We simply don't have the resources to stop those guys' sabotage!"
"Many prosperous star systems have been destroyed by these escaped hardened criminals!"
"Things have gotten increasingly serious."
As Jaco spoke, he became even more anxious.
Just as Jaco was about to say something more, the communicator at his waist suddenly emitted a series of strange noises.
"Beep beep beep--!"
He was startled by the sudden noise and trembled all over, frantically reaching for his communicator.
"Hello! Hello! This is the Galactic Patrol Elite Team..."
Before he could finish speaking, a burst of loud static erupted from the communicator.
"Sector 22, we need backup..."
Jaco's face instantly turned grim and anxious.
He hurriedly waved his hands haphazardly at Son Goku and Piccolo.
"Thank you for the information today! I... I have an urgent mission, so I have to go now!"
After saying that, he hurriedly left with his teammates.
Jaco's spaceship disappeared into the dusky sky, and the dust it kicked up slowly settled.
The desolate planet fell into a deathly silence once again.
Son Goku and Piccolo watched them disappear from sight.
They all wore solemn expressions.
A moment of silence followed.
None of them expected that such a serious event had occurred in the universe.
Thinking back to his battle with Jass today, Son Goku felt even more pressure.
He suddenly turned around, looked at Piccolo, and his tone became serious.
" Piccolo!"
"You witnessed your brother's Super Saiyan transformation back then, right?"
Piccolo was taken aback by Son Goku's question.
The images of that Metal Planet from two years ago flashed unconsciously through his mind.
That was the first time he had ever seen that golden figure.
That kind of power beyond comprehension!
The impact it had on him still leaves him in awe.
Piccolo nodded slowly.
"Um."
Upon receiving an affirmative answer, Son Goku clenched his fists tightly.
I will show you my full power!
"I want you to assess how I compare to my brother back then!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Son Goku held nothing back.
"Drink up--!"
With a low growl, he no longer suppressed his power!
Complete liberation!
The violent golden flames exploded like a volcanic eruption, instantly tearing apart the surrounding dust and sand to create a huge vacuum!
Hmm!
Piccolo crossed his arms over his chest, bracing against the fierce wind.
He stared intently at the area that had been completely engulfed by the golden light.
There, Son Goku's energy was still rising wildly in a completely unreasonable manner!
Even Vegeta, who was sitting by the spaceship not far away, with lifeless eyes and an empty shell, couldn't help but glance at him.
Piccolo slowly closed his eyes.
He forcibly blocked out the blinding light and deafening roar from the outside world, concentrating all his energy on perceiving that energy.
At the same time, he was still thinking back to that figure from two years ago.
Turles!
Cooler!
Son Goku!
Piccolo finally opened his eyes when the violent aura finally subsided and Son Goku's figure reappeared clearly in his field of vision.
Son Goku was panting heavily. Although the golden flames on his body were no longer as violent and rampant as before, the solid and heavy sense of oppression was even stronger than before.
"How about it?"
He looked at Piccolo and asked the question that concerned him most.
"My power!"
"Compared to my brother's Super Saiyan!"
Piccolo did not answer immediately.
He simply fell into a brief moment of contemplation.
They're both Super Saiyan!
What exactly is the difference between Turles and Son Goku?
After a long silence, Piccolo finally spoke, "Perhaps I can't recall that scene 100%."
"But, if I had to give my most direct feeling..."
"Equally matched!"