"Gone again? What's going on?" the researchers were puzzled.
"Maybe the signal isn't very stable," the doctor guessed, stroking his chin.
Just as they were talking, Broly suddenly heard a familiar and grating voice coming from outside.
"How is the experiment progressing?"
The speaker was none other than Frieza, who was slowly walking into the laboratory.
"Lord Frieza, we've already seen some initial results, but we still need to make some adjustments," the doctor hurried over and replied respectfully.
"Go on, don't mind me. I'm just taking a look," Frieza said with a faint smile, patting the doctor on the shoulder.
The doctor nodded lightly and continued working.
Broly was worried that if the image failed to display again, Frieza might come up with some new experiment. If his body couldn't handle another drug, that would be disastrous.
Broly didn't dare take that risk—nor did he want to be a lab rat.
So he quickly began to control the energy that had entered his body, forcing those strange things to produce a visible image.
Snap!
Under Broly's control, the energy obediently transformed into a monitoring system, and the screen began to display everything he was seeing.
"Lord Frieza, it's working now," the doctor said, secretly wiping away sweat. He didn't even know how it had suddenly stabilized.
Frieza naturally saw everything on the monitor and ordered Broly, "Kid, look around."
Broly obediently looked around. As his gaze shifted, it functioned like a camera—everything he saw was clearly displayed on the screen.
"Doctor, if it's a faraway location, can it still display this clearly?" Frieza asked thoughtfully.
"Yes, Lord Frieza," the doctor nodded. "However, there may be a slight delay in the image."
"In that case…" Frieza said, casting a deep glance at Broly before smiling. "Little one, I heard that when you were just born, you nearly died at King Vegeta's hands… Heh… do you want revenge?"
Broly couldn't quite figure out what Frieza was planning.
But of course he wanted revenge. He had been severely injured by King Vegeta the moment he was born, nearly losing his life. Naturally, that grudge had to be settled.
With Broly's current power level, dealing with King Vegeta would be easy.
"Since you want revenge, I'll grant your wish," Frieza laughed, then instructed Captain Ginyu, "Take Broly to Planet Vegeta. Remember—no matter what he does to the Saiyans, you may turn a blind eye."
"Understood, my lord," Captain Ginyu nodded slightly.
Only then did Broly fully understand Frieza's intentions.
This guy wanted him to slaughter his own kind.
Although Broly didn't have much affection for the Saiyans, being manipulated by Frieza like this wasn't his style.
If he truly wanted revenge, he would not hesitate to kill Frieza first.
However, the gap between him and Frieza was still too great. It wasn't time yet.
Of course, Broly wouldn't reveal any of these thoughts. He simply smiled and nodded, indicating his willingness to go to Planet Vegeta and seek revenge against King Vegeta.
Meanwhile, everything Broly saw continued to be displayed clearly on the monitor.