"Oh, are you blaming us for coming too quickly?"
Nappa said coldly, "Don't forget, Raditz was killed by you. If I'm not mistaken, Raditz was Kakarot's brother. Kakarot is truly heartless!"
"No, we never thought that." Piccolo's forehead broke out in a cold sweat, and he quickly remedied, "It's just that we misjudged the time."
"Hmph, a low-class warrior, what can he do even if he comes?"
"Prince Vegeta, these Earthlings are really displeasing to my eyes."
Nappa showed disdain. He truly couldn't understand why Vegeta wouldn't allow him to act.
"No need, Nappa. Raditz brought this trouble upon himself. He couldn't handle it, so what does it have to do with us?"
"Green-skinned man, you are a Namekian, right?" Vegeta said indifferently.
Piccolo's eye twitched at the sound: "Namekian? I don't know what you are talking about."
"Is that so…" Vegeta's eyes moved slightly, "My sister once mentioned that there's something called Dragon Balls in the Universe. After gathering seven, you can summon a Shenron that can grant any wish."
"It seems to be related to Namek. She also said that if something happened to her, I should go find the Dragon Balls to revive her. To be honest, I always thought she was talking nonsense."
"Seeing your appearance, and then mentioning that Earth has Dragon Balls, it certainly fits the Namekian criteria."
"According to legend, Namekians possess magical powers. If I'm not mistaken, that's probably the Dragon Balls."
"Namekian…" Piccolo's expression became blank.
Could it be that he really wasn't from Earth?
But thinking about it, there were indeed huge differences between him and Earthlings.
…
Universe 10, God of Destruction Realm.
"I clearly changed the plot, so why would Vegeta still mention Dragon Balls and Namek? Also, before you mentioned Namek, could you have at least destroyed Nappa's combat power scouter?"
Beryl was truly speechless.
After the Earth arc, did there have to be a Namek arc as well?
To be honest, it wasn't Vegeta's fault for mentioning Namek.
Because, half a year before Planet Vegeta's destruction.
That is, when she gave the crystal pendant to Vegeta, she had mentioned the Dragon Balls once, hoping Vegeta could revive her when the time came.
Of course, this was a precautionary measure. After all, at that time, she didn't even know if she could survive the destruction of Planet Vegeta.
Call her selfish, or fearful, it didn't matter.
After becoming the Saiyan Princess, besides improving her strength, she basically hadn't done anything bad. Things like helping old grandmas cross the road, she often did them.
There was no other way. To go to heaven after death, she could only do this.
If her memory and soul weren't erased, in heaven, there was still a chance for a comeback, a possibility of returning to the Human Realm.
Like Son Goku in the original work.
If she committed all sorts of evil deeds and went to hell, then it would be over.
During those ten years on Planet Vegeta, Beryl had thought of almost every possible way to survive.
Both before and after death, everything was clearly arranged.
Moreover, she also had to be careful of Frieza.
Who told her to bear the mark of a Saiyan with abnormal colors?
However, in the end, none of it was needed.
Thinking about it, with Vegeta's arrogant personality, the thought of reviving his sister seemed like a long shot.
"Namek arc…" Looking at the live broadcast, Beryl murmured.
The plot had already changed, and there was no abnormal news from Kusu.
In a way, no news was the best news.
She also didn't want another parallel timeline to appear.
"Let's wait and see."
If no parallel timeline appeared, she could secretly help Vegeta, at least so he wouldn't die in the potentially upcoming Namek arc.
"Vegeta, open your eyes and see, this is a sister's love for her brother."
"Unlike you, for so many years, you haven't even thought of reviving me. I really doted on you for nothing before."
Beryl shook her head, discarding the jumbled thoughts in her mind.
Her gaze returned to the live broadcast.
At this moment, in the live stream.
Vegeta leaped, jumping from a high cliff to the ground.
His calm gaze surveyed the Z Fighters.
In the distance, when the Z Fighters saw Vegeta suddenly descend, they immediately became extremely vigilant.
"Don't worry, I won't kill you." Vegeta smiled, "Since Kakarot isn't here, I'll play with you all. Of course, if you don't try your best to entertain me, and I get angry, then you will die."
In the Chat Group, Vegeta promised the Group Leader he wouldn't kill anyone. As for why the Group Leader wanted him to do this, Vegeta didn't ask, vaguely guessing it might be related to the future.
However, not killing people didn't mean he couldn't beat them up.
Besides, after being beaten so badly by the Group Leader before, wouldn't it be stifling if he didn't have some fun?
What's more, he was currently live streaming, wasn't this a good opportunity to change the group's impression of him?
He, Vegeta, was not a weakling.
"Do we have to fight?" Krillin swallowed hard.
Unlike Raditz earlier, Vegeta and Nappa hadn't casually caused trouble or killed anyone since arriving on Earth. At this time, Krillin wasn't very keen on fighting the opponent.
Even if the other party wanted to use the Dragon Balls or meet Son Goku, it was the same.
Even if they had any ideas, they hoped to wait until Son Goku returned before discussing them.
"You can choose not to, but I will definitely make a move."
Vegeta extended five fingers.
"I'll give you five seconds to consider. After five seconds, I will attack."
"Five"
"Four"
"Three"
"Two"
Before Vegeta finished counting, except for Gohan, the rest of the Z Fighters exchanged glances and almost simultaneously charged towards Vegeta.
Since no one would die, although they didn't know if the opponent was telling the truth, striking first was always better than being beaten first.
Thus,
Yamcha, Krillin, Piccolo, Chiaotzu, and Tien Shinhan attacked simultaneously.
"Special Beam Cannon"
"Dodon Ray"
"Tri-Beam"
"Kamehameha" * 2
Five attacks, from all directions, assailed Vegeta.
"So that's how it is, you really did hide your strength."
Vegeta had almost never used the method of hiding his ki, but he still remembered how to do it.
Many years ago, his unreliable sister had taught him a similar method.
"Hmph—"
Vegeta roared.
White electric arcs rose all over his body.
Instantly, a surge of ki enveloped Vegeta's entire body.
All the energy waves were suppressed by the immense ki aura emanating from Vegeta.
Boom!
A violent explosion erupted where Vegeta stood.
Subsequently, thick smoke billowed upwards.
"He didn't dodge, is he that confident?" Piccolo, who had the highest combat power, frowned slightly.
"Ridiculous."
From within the smoke, Vegeta's sneering voice came,
"Your amateurish techniques? Do I, a proud elite warrior of the Saiyan race, need to dodge?"
Vegeta glanced back,
"Nappa, throw them the scouter."
"Huh?" Nappa looked bewildered.
"I said the scouter, throw it over to them."
Vegeta clenched his fist and pointed his right thumb at himself, "Let them see the true strength of this Saiyan Prince."
Nappa heard him clearly this time, but…
Damn Vegeta, you're showing off, and you want my scouter? Where's yours?
Although he thought this, Nappa still obediently threw the scouter towards Gohan's position.
Gohan's body trembled slightly. He looked up and saw Piccolo in the sky saying nothing, so he took the scouter Nappa threw to him.
"Kakarot's son, put that on, and see with your own eyes the absolutely unbridgeable power gap between me, an elite warrior, and your deadbeat father, a low-class warrior like Kakarot."