P Sadam.

  A bustling trade hub located in the heart of the Naxy.

  Merts, bounty hunters, and wanderers alike gathered here, exging goods, information, and rumors.

  It was in this envirohat the news of the Frieza Force’s setbacks spread like wildfire.

  In an instant, tless aliens and fas reeled in disbelief.

  In one of the p’s many trading halls, several figures were gathered.

  After a moment of tense silehey finally spoke.

  “So it’s true… P Vegeta has beeroyed. That bastard Frieza… It must’ve been him.” Celipa ched her fists, her expression grim.

  “Celipa, are we the only Saiya in the universe?” Panbukin’s voice was quiet, almost hesitant.

  The question hung in the air, leaving the group in silence.

  They had barely escaped the destru of their homeworld, hoping troup there— only to find it gone.

  The reports cimed a massive meteor had wiped out P Vegeta.

  But they weren’t fools. They khe truth.

  And so, they had e to this trade p, searg for firmation.

  The truth was more bitter than they had imagined.

  P Vegeta was no more.

  “Damn it, what do we do now?” Toteppo gritted his teeth in frustration.

  No one had an answer.

  For a moment, they simply stood there, lost.

  “We wait for Toma to return. He might have more information.” Celipa’s voice was steady, though anger simmered beh the surface.

  “Damn Frieza!” Toteppo spat the words like venom, but his frustration owerless.

  They had once served in Frieza’s ranks.

  They didn’t know the full extent of his power, but they had seen enough to know that he was beyond them.

  The three waited.

  Before long, a familiar figure returned.

  “Toma!”

  “How did it go? Did you find any other Saiyans?”

  Celipa’s voice was eager, her eyes locked onto Toma.

  “Yeah, Toma?”

  Toteppo stepped forward, anticipation in his gaze.

  Toma opened his mouth, hesitating.

  Then, after a long pause, he nodded.

  “Really?!”

  Celipa and the others brightened instantly.

  “Yes. Prince Vegeta and Nappa’s son survived. And… it seems the Captain’s eldest son did as well.”

  Toma’s voice was solemn.

  “Prince Vegeta is alive?”

  “And Raditz too?”

  Celipa and the others exged gnces, relief, and disbelief washing over them.

  They had feared their entire race had been wiped out.

  But now, there was hope.

  Not only had Prince Vegeta survived, but even the Captain’s son had made it.

  “What is it, Toma?” Celipa was quick to notice his hesitation.

  “Toma, what happened?” Panbukin’s voice was tense.

  “…Take a look at this.” Toma hesitated before activating his scouter, projeg an image into the air.

  A pary ndscape appeared before them.

  “A Frieza Force base?” Celipa furrowed her brows.

  The others looked equally puzzled.

  Then—

  “BOOM!”

  A deafening explosion rocked the proje.

  The entire base was engulfed in fmes, crumbling in an instant.

  As smoke billowed, a lone figure emerged.

  The most strikiure was the tail swaying behind him.

  “A… Saiyan?” Panbukin’s eyes widened in shock.

  The others were equally stunned.

  As the figure stepped forward, the smoke cleared, revealing his face.

  A face they all knew.

  “Aspara?!” Their voices trembled in unison.

  “This… this ’t be!”

  Their minds reeled.

  Aspara had attacked a Frieza Force base.

  A Frieza Force base.

  As former soldiers in Frieza’s ranks, they kly what that meant.

  Every base under Frieza’s trol was heavily fortified, guarded by warriors with Battle Powers exceedihousand.

  A, Aspara had single-handedly destroyed one.

  Their shock overwhelmed any sense of relief.

  What kind of ic joke was this?

  Aspara was supposed to be a low-css warrior.

  How could he wield such overwhelming power?

  The group exged gheir minds struggling to make sense of what they had just seen.

  “This… this must be some kind of trick, right?”

  After a long silence, Celipa finally mao speak, turning toward Toma for answers.

  (Some say I'm suppressing Battle Power, but don't fet that the protagonist is o or nine years old, and his birth Battle Power was only five. Kakarot (Sun Son Goku) was only ten at eight or nine years old. Growth is a process, like the protagonist's training oh and his battles in space. It's all about accumution, and only after reag a certain level one explode in power. Now is just the beginning of that explosion; it couldn't have happened earlier.)

  …

  "This... this has to be a joke!" Celipa finally stammered after a long sileurning her gaze to Toma.

  "Yeah, how... how is this even possible?" Panbukin couldn't help but look at Toma as well.

  As for Toteppo, he still hadn't fully processed what he was seeing.

  "I didn't believe it either," Toma admitted with a bitter ugh, shaking his head. "But it's not just this one video. There are several others, all from different ps."

  Holy, when he first saw the footage, he couldn't believe it himself.

  But it wasn't just a oime fluke— more than a dozen of Frieza’s bases had been wiped out, and plenty of recs had surfaced.

  "Gulp!" Toteppo finally reacted, murmuring, "How could Aspara be this strong?"

  The others exged gheir faces etched with disbelief.

  They kneara well.

  His birth Battle Power was one of the lowest i Vegeta’s history. Even as an adult, he might not have broken three hundred.

  Even among low-css warriors, Aspara had been at the very bottom.

  But now? What were they seeing?

  Aspara had effortlessly obliterated a Frieza Army base.

  Just how powerful had he bee?

  What is his Battle Power? Eight thousand? housand?

  Or had he brokehousand?

  Maybe even more.

  None of them dared to specute further.

  Even though they themselves had cwed their from being low-css warriors— surpassing some mid-tier warriors along the way— what they were witnessing now was beyond prehension.

  A ret revival had even boosted their strength, pushing their lowest Battle Power past four thousand.

  But this? This was something else entirely.

  "Something must have happeo him," Toma mused. "But that’s not the real problem right now."

  His tone grew heavy.

  "I’ve heard that Aspara’s as have pletely enraged Frieza. He’s already dispatched the Ginyu Force."

  "Aspara is in serious danger."

  "What?!"

  "The Ginyu Force is on the move?"

  The group's expressions darkened instantly.

  As former members of the Frieza Army, they knew all too well how terrifying the Ginyu Force was.

  Kia himself had hesitated to rebel rgely because of them.

  And now, they were on the hunt.

  "Toma, do you know where Aspara is now?"

  "We have to warn him. Tell him to stop, or he’s finished."

  Celipa’s voice was urgent.

  "Yeah, Toma, we o find him— fast!" Panbukin added quickly.

  "I don’t have a locatio, but judging from his ret movements, his arget is likely the base in the P Dali."

  Toma’s expression was grim.

  "The P Dali?"

  Panbukin's eyes brightened.

  "That’s not too far!"

  "Yeah. It’s at most a fifteen-day journey from here. If Aspara is heading there, it should take him around ten days. If we leave now, we might reach him before he does."

  Toma nodded.

  "Then what are we waiting for? Let’s go!"

  "We ’t let him walk into this fight blind."

  Celipa’s eyes gleamed with resolve.

  "Right!"

  "We have to hurry!"

  "The Ginyu Force isn’t something Aspara handle alone!"

  Toteppo and Panbukin quickly chimed in.

  "Alright!" Toma nodded.

  In the moment, their ship bsted off, cutting through the starry void as it streaked toward the P Dali.

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  (To Be tinued)

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