Betkas sat on his room's bed, one hand supporting his chin, the other propping up his elbow. He began to think: "I remember Gohan once explained how to use Ki in the original story, but that was for the Buku-jutsu (Flying Technique)." He then began to carefully recall everything related to Dragon Ball.
Feeling slightly annoyed, Betkas said impatiently, "I can't remember! I only vaguely recall some bosses and parts of the plot. Hmm. I didn't pay attention to these small details. Looks like I'll have to figure it out myself..." He then sat cross-legged on the bed, his hands flat on his thighs. He closed his eyes and began to concentrate on sensing his power.
"Manipulating the size of the Ki... suppression... increase..."
Betkas started to attempt to mobilize the power within his body to conceal it.
Several hours later...
Betkas was utterly helpless. No matter what he did, he couldn't control the Ki within his body.
This wasn't because Betkas was stupid, but because he literally didn't know the method of operation. It was like standing in front of a treasure mountain.
You know how valuable the contents are, but there's no visible door to enter. Perhaps it's hidden somewhere, but you can't grasp the key point. Only if someone who knows the secret enters first, and you happen to see them, will everything become clear.
It was like this for Betkas. He knew that Ki could be suppressed and increased, allowing him to freely adjust his power, and that he could sense the opponent's strength—a remarkably convenient ability. Yet, he didn't know the specific technique. Attempts to mobilize the Ki in his body led to no change.
Betkas muttered, feeling frustrated, "Do I really have to go to Earth and personally observe the details of Goku and the others to figure out the method?" He realized he truly was at his wits' end.
Even Vegeta in the original story was the same. He quickly learned the method of Ki control after fighting Goku and the others. This showed that the difficulty wasn't high. But to fumble around in the dark could take a very long time. Hence, Betkas was depressed.
Shaking his head, Betkas looked out the window and said, "I doubt Frieza would even allow me to go... This is terrible... Looks like I'll have to wait until I see it in person later. For now, I'll focus on diligently improving my strength. Even if I can't sense or hide my Battle Power, it's not entirely a bad thing." After coming to this realization, Betkas immediately jumped off the bed. He then started to meticulously recall some of the moves from the anime he had watched in his previous life.
He planned to borrow some ideas. Although the Dragon Ball world focuses on martial arts, powerful techniques are indispensable.
For example, Krillin's Destructo Disc (Kienzan), which even Boss-type characters like Frieza and Cell learned. There were also Goku's Spirit Bomb (Genki Dama) and the common Kamehameha, and so on. These powerful techniques had helped Goku and the others defeat strong enemies. The Spirit Bomb was used the most and needed no further explanation.
"If only I could learn the Kaio-ken... unfortunately, I don't have that fate... Sigh... Didn't they say transmigrators always get a cheat or a bonus? Why the hell don't I have one?"
Betkas complained after a brief recollection. He then fell into deep thought again.
"Ugh. I still can't think of any good moves to borrow. Naruto, One Piece, Bleach—none of those will work... Fine. I'll plan my training first. The Gravity Chamber is essential. Weighted clothing, too. Looks like I need to find an excuse to get Frieza to give me some time off."
Betkas's eyes flickered as he stared ahead... He suddenly thought of a simple reason. A slight curve appeared at the corner of his mouth.
He then immediately lay down and fell asleep.
"I've figured out the reason. Frieza probably won't refuse. Dodoria and Zarbon probably won't stop me either. The timing is also long enough. Heh heh... But if I go right away, it will inevitably raise suspicion. I'll wait a while before making this request. If Vegeta plans to go too, that would be pretty good."
Betkas thought lazily while lying on the bed... As for Nappa... Betkas had never paid him any mind. A high-class warrior with no potential, even with the butterfly effect of his existence, Nappa probably wouldn't get much stronger.
It was better not to waste extra time on useless things. To Betkas, Nappa's strength was decent in the early stages, but he was merely a cannon fodder level character and was not needed.
The later stages of Dragon Ball are not a place for small roles like Nappa to survive. Betkas didn't want to be dragged down. He had already decided: since he came to this Dragon Ball world, he must survive until the end of Dragon Ball. He didn't aim to be the strongest, but he had to be strong enough that no one could bully him. This was Betkas's life goal in this lifetime.
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"I see... They conquered that planet in only three days? What interesting brats."
Frieza sat on his exclusive chair, holding a glass of wine in his right hand. He looked at the starry sky outside the window, listening to Zarbon's report, and a curve appeared at the corner of his mouth. Dodoria, standing by, spoke with a slightly strange look: "This achievement, for those three Saiyan brats, isn't it too....."
Frieza showed no reaction to this, maintaining his indifferent demeanor. Zarbon, however, frowned and said, "There is no issue. According to the investigation, they achieved such speed by transforming into Great Apes. Otherwise, with their original strength, it would have been impossible to conquer that planet. You must know that the strongest fighter on that planet had a Battle Power of 13,000, which is even stronger than the former King Vegeta."
Dodoria immediately replied, clearly displeased, "Isn't that cheating?"
Zarbon said elegantly, "If victory is achieved, the means used are irrelevant."
That single sentence left Dodoria completely speechless. Frieza spoke at this moment: "Ignore those three brats for now. That person just sent me a message." His tone was full of anger and displeasure.
The wine glass in his hand was instantly crushed, the wine scattering out. At the same time, the surrounding temperature instantly dropped by many degrees, making it feel cold... a bone-chilling cold.
"Bang!!"
Dodoria and Zarbon trembled, looking at the visibly grinding-teeth Frieza, not daring to utter a sound.
Frieza suddenly calmed down and said, "Forget it. Depart immediately. Destination... Father's planet."
Zarbon and Dodoria immediately backed out. After leaving, both realized they were sweating profusely. They truly felt Frieza's rage just now. That murderous intent was no joke.