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Chapter 12 - Chapter 12:Manufacturing!

""Huh… hmm?"

"The spaceship is moving at full speed? Where is Frieza going?"

Betkas had just woken up from his nap. He looked out the window at the scenery of planets flashing by at high speed and was immediately confused. He then looked around and found that Vegeta and Nappa really hadn't returned. He rubbed his hair and then walked towards the door.

"Screech!"

The door opened instantly. Betkas walked to the previous medical bay. He wanted to see if Vegeta and Nappa were still undergoing treatment. Otherwise, how could they still be missing after he had slept?

"Screech!"

The door opened to the sides. Betkas walked back in and found that, apart from Vegeta and Nappa, who were still in the healing tanks, there was no one else there… not even the tentacled alien from before.

Betkas walked up and looked at Vegeta and Nappa, who still showed no signs of waking up in the tanks, and suddenly murmured: "They haven't woken up after so long. Just how badly were these two guys injured?"

Although Betkas couldn't know what happened later, he was very clear that Vegeta and Nappa must have fought a tough battle afterward.

Even if they transformed into Great Apes, it would still take a lot of effort to completely eliminate the Chixians on that planet, and they might even be exhausted to death... because Betkas was certain at the time that either Vegeta or Nappa had transformed into a Great Ape and probably didn't dare to revert.

After all, the inhabitants of that planet were exceptionally fierce in battle. If they reverted from the Great Ape form and encountered a high-powered enemy, they might really not have made it back.

"Speaking of which, where is Frieza preparing to go in such a hurry?"

Betkas walked to a large screen and began to decipher the information on the screen...

"Emergency notice? Proceed at full speed to Planet Ferland? Where is this planet? Is it worth Frieza rushing there so urgently?"

Betkas silently read the universally recognized space characters on the screen. At the same time, he was a little curious about where this place was, warranting such an action from Frieza. Betkas didn't yet know how dangerous the place Frieza was heading to would be... of course, the danger was for him, who was still in a weak state.

Betkas glanced at the still-sleeping Vegeta behind him, then slowly walked out the door, murmuring: "If Vegeta wakes up and gets a Scouter, knowing that my strength is greater than his, he might feel very unhappy... After seeing all the training I've done over the years, he'll probably train even more than me. I hope this time won't be too much of a shock... I don't want to become 'Goku'..."

After stepping out the door, Betkas started walking towards the engineering room. On Frieza's spaceship, apart from a few off-limits rooms, most of the others were specially open, so there was no need to worry about being penalized.

The engineering room Betkas was heading to was actually just the place where the alien mechanics were. He planned to get some weighted gear made.

He clearly remembered that in the original story, Goku and Piccolo fought Raditz wearing weighted clothing in the early stages. The moment they took off their weighted clothing, their combat power soared a bit, and at the same time, it could completely suppress the combat power detected by the Scouter.

He planned to have those aliens make him a combat-style weighted suit. Firstly, to train himself, and secondly, to avoid provoking Vegeta. Because who knew how Vegeta, with his arrogant self-esteem, would react when he woke up and saw that Betkas was so much stronger than himself.

It certainly wouldn't be good. Betkas didn't want to fall out with Vegeta right now. After all, they were both relatives of the same race.

When Betkas arrived at the engineering room, he suddenly heard the sound of "Bang bang bang!!" coming from inside.

It was very faint and could only be heard after entering the door. Betkas figured they were afraid of disturbing others, because if they weren't careful and someone was in a bad mood, they might be eliminated. So they didn't dare to make too much noise. After all, the aliens forging things there weren't too strong.

"Hmm?!"

The moment Betkas walked in... the aliens inside looked a little tense and looked towards the door. But when they saw it was just a child like Betkas entering, they breathed a slight sigh of relief. At the same time, seeing the Scouter on Betkas's left eye, they became somewhat cautious. After all, Scouters could only be worn by combat personnel, and generally speaking, they wouldn't be too weak. They were more than enough to deal with these low-ranking personnel...

"Make me a set of weighted clothes. About fifty kilograms is enough... How long will this take?"

Betkas didn't pretend or conceal anything. In Frieza's organization, might makes right. Betkas would not lower his stance for these weaklings. Instead, he unceremoniously pointed at one of the fish-like aliens and asked. The other aliens of various shapes, who were forging, were slightly trembling.

"This... an hour will be enough..." the fish-like alien who was pointed at nervously replied, afraid that if he accidentally angered Betkas, he would be killed.

After all, such things had happened before. There were incidents where forging aliens who refused were eliminated by the person involved. So they didn't dare to delay and spoke directly.

Betkas's mouth curved into an arc when he heard this, and he said, "Then hurry up and do it.

I want to see the clothing in an hour. I hope you're not lying to me..." He then walked to the side, sat down on the floor, crossed his legs, and closed his eyes as if napping. When the aliens present saw this, they immediately went back to doing their own things.

"My body is still too small. It hasn't fully developed. Using weighted clothes that are too heavy will actually hinder my body's development. Fifty kilograms might be my limit for now. Well, let's try it first…"

Betkas narrowed his eyes, staring at the fish-like alien who was preparing materials to make the clothes, and muttered to himself. For Betkas, improving strength was good, but it shouldn't be overdone.

Rushing things often leads to disastrous consequences. He didn't want any tragedy to happen. Only a steady approach could ensure his safety. So, he didn't need to suddenly ask for a hundred-kilogram weighted suit. If he did that, he might be crushed before he could even get used to it.

"The body is the capital for revolution. The revolution has not yet succeeded, and I still need to work hard. Let's see the results in an hour... If it doesn't work, I'll switch to another weight."

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