Vegeta gritted his teeth in hatred, clenching his fists tightly.
However, after thinking about Broly's terrifying power level, Vegeta decided to give up on provoking him, took a deep breath, and forced himself to calm down.
"There is a mysterious aura on that mountain over there. Let's go take a look." Rez pointed to a hilltop in the distance.
The hilltop wasn't very high, but it stood out prominently on the plain, and a circular building could be vaguely seen on the summit.
"Hmph, what's there to see on the mountain?" Vegeta snorted, still unhappy about what happened just now.
"I wasn't talking to you!" Rez scolded, then turned to look at Linoshi.
"O-okay." Linoshi nodded gently, her blue eyes looking at Rez tenderly.
Rez didn't waste any more words, took Linoshi's hand, and flew into the sky.
The two figures streaked across the blue sky.
Although Vegeta said he didn't want to go, he still lifted off into the air and obediently followed.
Seeing this, Broly also hurriedly flew to catch up, looking back at the purple plants as he flew, feeling a bit reluctant to leave them.
The four of them flew rapidly toward the mountain together.
Soon, Rez and the others landed on the distant hilltop.
The summit was very flat, as if it had been artificially leveled, and a circular house was built on it, its white walls glowing softly in the sunlight.
Some unknown plants were planted around the house, all neatly tended.
Seemingly sensing that a terrifying aura was approaching, the person inside the room immediately walked out and looked at Rez and the others with a grave expression.
The one who walked out was an elderly Namekian.
He was leaning on a cane, his skin a dark green, filled with the marks of time.
Namekians have a characteristic: their skin color darkens as they age.
A child's skin color is like tender grass, a grassy green; in middle age, it is a deep green; and in old age, it turns dark green.
The old man's face was covered in wrinkles, but his eyes were still sharp.
He wore a simple white robe, his back slightly hunched, but he stood there with a steady demeanor.
After seeing the appearance of Rez and the others clearly, his expression changed, and his pupils constricted slightly.
"Y-you are Saiyans?" the old man, Monet, muttered with a grave expression, gripping his cane tightly.
"This is a Namekian?" Vegeta was stunned, immediately identifying the other party's origin, and looked Monet up and down.
"Saiyans! What is your business here?" Monet asked with some vigilance, his gaze scanning back and forth over the four of them, finally landing on Rez.
He instinctively felt that this young man was the leader of the group.
"Our spaceship just happened to land on this planet, and we sensed your aura, so we came over to take a look." Rez smiled slightly, his tone peaceful.
Vegeta: "..."
Vegeta was speechless, grumbling to himself.
This guy Rez really lies without even blinking.
You clearly came here specifically for this planet, didn't you?
He curled his lip, but this time he wisely chose to keep his mouth shut and didn't say anything more.
"Sensed my aura?" Monet looked at Rez deeply, then looked at the others, and upon discovering that none of them were wearing a Scouter, he couldn't help but change his expression. "You Saiyans can now sense auras?"
His voice carried obvious surprise and vigilance.
Although Namekians also have sensing abilities, Saiyans have always relied on Scouters; he was very clear about that.
"Only I can sense it right now; those two can't yet." Rez pointed at Vegeta and Broly, grinned, and showed a mouthful of white teeth.
Vegeta didn't say a word, crossed his arms over his chest, lifted his chin slightly, and pretended not to care.
Broly, on the other hand, looked indifferent, still holding his mineral water bottle, taking a sip whenever he felt like it, his face full of satisfaction.
For him, being able to drink clean water was the greatest happiness.
"Eh? What is that shiny ball?" Rez suddenly looked at the dragon ball in Monet's room, his eyes lighting up slightly.
It was a small orb, quietly placed on a wooden shelf in the corner of the room.
The dragon ball on Planet Cyril was very small, only the size of a marble, emitting a faint golden light in the dim room.
The light was soft and mysterious, as if it contained some kind of special power.
"N-nothing..." Monet's expression changed slightly, and he hurriedly said, subconsciously moving a step to the side to try and block Rez's view.
"Go, bring that thing over here for me to see." Rez issued an order to Broly and Vegeta.
Vegeta snorted, with no intention of moving.
I am a prince; do you think it's appropriate for you to give me orders like this?
He glanced sideways at Rez, still holding his arms, and remained motionless.
However, Broly didn't care at all and rushed straight into the room.
His speed was astonishing, stirring up a gust of wind.
Monet wanted to reach out to stop him, raising his arm to block the doorway.
However, after a brief hesitation, Monet silently withdrew his outstretched hand.
If he wants to see it, let him see it!
What could he possibly figure out?
A silly wild child, it would be strange if he knew what a dragon ball was.
Soon, Broly rushed out of the room, clutching the golden orb in his hand, and ran excitedly to Rez, handing the dragon ball to him.
"Broly is the obedient one!" Rez nodded with satisfaction and took the dragon ball.
"Hehe." Broly grinned foolishly, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.
Vegeta: "..."
Vegeta rolled his eyes at Broly, feeling a bit bitter inside.
This silly boy, he sure knows how to curry favor.
"What a magical thing, it actually glows!" Rez examined the dragon ball in his hand, unable to help but marvel.
He held the dragon ball up to his eyes, carefully studying its soft golden light.
Monet didn't speak, just watched quietly, his eyes complex.
"What is this?" Rez asked Monet with a smile, asking a question he already knew the answer to.
"It's just an ordinary ornament. If you like it, feel free to take it." Monet said indifferently, his tone calm, but a trace of imperceptible nervousness flashed in the depths of his eyes.
"Then I won't stand on ceremony." Rez quite naturally claimed the dragon ball as his own and tucked it into his pocket.
Monet: "..."
Monet was speechless.
You really aren't standing on ceremony at all!
However, since the words were already out, it was too late for Monet to go back on them.
He opened his mouth, but in the end, he didn't say anything, just felt a sense of loss in his heart.
That was a dragon ball, the thing he had spent so much effort guarding.
"Linoshi, do you like it? Here, it's yours. This thing looks like it should be fun." Rez smiled, took the dragon ball out of his pocket again, and handed it to Linoshi.
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