Chapter Thirteen Bullying Children

"Um--"

I don't know how much time passed, but little Vegeta let out a soft moan in his nose and woke up from his coma. His vision gradually became clearer, and the familiar night sky came into view. Pain came from the back of his head, and the muscles in his body were extremely sore and weak.

I seemed to be... A look in his eyes changed, and Vegeta sat up. The unprecedented weakness made him almost unable to complete this action, and he was unable to gather the energy in his body to do it.

"Are you awake?" A strange voice came from nearby. Vegeta suddenly turned his head and saw the guy who defeated him with despicable means sitting by the fire, roasting a huge fish.

The aroma of burnt skin came from the medium-rare fish, and Vegeta's stomach rumbled.

It's already night, and it must have been more than five hours since I was captured by... and yet neither Frieza nor my father rescued me? Should this still be Planet Vegeta, somewhere in the wilderness of the mountains?

?

The little prince thought calmly, but the hunger in his belly and the weakness of his body quickly interrupted him.

He gritted his teeth and growled: "You guy... what did you do to me?!"

"Ten times the amount of muscle relaxant, just seal your two acupuncture points." Ji Xing smiled at him, took out the combat power detector he got from Vegeta and put it on, saying: "In this thing

According to the measurement, your current value is only 27 points... You used this to confirm my position, right? It is really convenient. You can tell whether you are still a threat by taking a look at it."

There was a haze in Little Vegeta's eyes. Is there such a method? Is it an alien technological power? Just like the weird sunlight before.

No wonder Father and the others couldn't find me. I'm afraid this guy's combat power is no longer fully revealed. Even if it is only reduced to a few hundred points, it cannot be more popular on Planet Vegeta.

"Despicable guy!" he said angrily: "Why don't you just kill me?!"

"I'm just here to repair the spaceship, and catching you is just self-defense." Ji Xing said: "We Kryptonians are a peace-loving race and never take the initiative to attack other planets. We counterattack out of self-protection. I don't admit that is despicable.

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"Krypton?"

"Haven't you heard of it?" Ji Xing smiled and said, "It's normal. It's far, far away from here, Krypton in the M78 nebula. My name is Clark. My ideal is to sail around the universe. I have been sailing for seven years now.

, I have experienced various situations, so I reacted quickly enough before.

Are you Saiyans? I seem to have heard this name somewhere. They are all very strong. It was really dangerous before. If I hadn't successfully captured you, the prince, I might not have been able to get out of here this time.

Got away."

Krypton, M78 Nebula, Clark... Vegeta's face was stern, showing no consciousness of being captured: "No, if you think you can get out of trouble by using despicable means to catch me, you are too naive. Kill Saiyan.

Man, you are dead!"

"I didn't kill you, it was all you who killed me." Ji Xing said: "A few are dead, a few are probably not dead, and I didn't do any last-ditch attacks. They were probably all rescued. I didn't do anything except knocking you unconscious.

"

"..."

Vegeta's forehead throbbed with veins.

"You are still very angry at such a young age."

Ji Xing began to sprinkle seasoning on the grilled fish. Adding chili pepper and cumin increased the aroma tenfold.

"Gugu——"

Vegeta couldn't control the volume of his stomach.

However, he didn't feel embarrassed at all. He still had a stern face, but turned his head to the weeds aside, as if he could see the flowers.

"Would you like something to eat?" Ji Xing asked.

Vegeta didn't respond.

"My message there is that I will prepare the things I want and send them to you tomorrow night to redeem you. You are not going to be hungry all day and all night, are you?"

Vegeta's little face became even colder and stubborn.

Ji Xing sighed: "Okay, then I can only enjoy this big fish by myself. What a pity, what we Kryptonians are best at is absorbing solar energy for our own use, and we can control flames and other things very well. It's not blowing, it's just

I can't find anyone else in the universe with my barbecue skills."

Absorbing solar energy? Could this guy be more effective in combat during the day? Why is he so similar to our Saiyans who can transform into the full moon?

By the way, the full moon... No, the next full moon should be four days later, it's too slow! Vegeta just thought of an idea, but then denied himself.

And Ji Xing has already started eating.

As the grilled fish skin is torn apart, the tender and delicious fish meat is exposed, and the aroma suddenly increases tenfold. Mixed with the slightly burnt and oily fish skin, it is simply a physiological enjoyment.

"Hmm~smells!"

Ji Xing smacked his lips while eating, and praised his own craftsmanship, so little Vegeta felt like a drum was beating in his stomach, playing a symphony that made his nerves tense.

Saiyans have a huge appetite, and the average meal of an ordinary tribesman is more than ten times that of an Earthling. Let alone Vegeta, it would be really hard for him not to eat a meal.

But little Vegeta's pride made it impossible for him to bow his head for food, and he soon heard Ji Xing lament: "I'm full, I'm full, what should I do with the leftovers?"

He turned his head and took a glance, then froze. Only a skeleton and head were left of the big fish on the fire. Even the flesh on the head had been shaved clean. Where was there left?!

"Well, your Saiyan planet is very dangerous, so I won't find cats and dogs to feed. It's a waste." Ji Xing burped at him.

Vegeta couldn't stand it any longer.

His two fists were clenched tightly, not to mention the veins on his forehead, and even his body was trembling. The unprecedented anger made the air in his chest begin to roll, impacting Ji Xing's restraint on his air.

Until...poof!

Ji Xing pricked him with another needle.

Like a deflated rubber ball, little Vegeta collapsed on the ground, leaving only a pair of deep black eyes staring at Ji Xing, venting his anger.

"It's so dangerous." Ji Xing said with a smile: "You have such power at a young age, and your future is limitless. There is no need to compete with me."

At an angle that Vegeta couldn't notice, Ji Xing's retracted needle took away a lot of his blood - the ratio of cells in a Saiyan's body should be different when he is angry and when he is calm. This is why he teased the five-year-old Vegeta.

main goal.

The secondary goal is of course having fun.

There is also a third goal.

"Just take this time as a lesson...if you can be redeemed. Also, sometimes in order to survive, don't take your face too seriously. Like just now, what's the point of competing with me? Eat when you're hungry.

, Eating the enemy is not considered bowing down, and I didn’t throw the fish and meat on the ground to humiliate you.”

Ji Xing smiled and said: "When the form is stronger than the person, be more diplomatic. I have often fallen into the hands of the enemy or been in desperate situations along the way. I surrender first and then kill the opponent when I find an opportunity!"

This last sentence seemed to reach little Vegeta's heart. The anger in his eyes gradually disappeared, and he said silently: "What if we can't find a chance?"

"Go to death or really surrender." Ji Xing smiled and said: "I choose the latter anyway. It's better to die than to live. Life is the best. As for you, I don't know. Different races, beliefs and inheritances are different. I don't care.

Not available."

Vegeta was silent, full of worries at such a young age, and then Ji Xing broke his defense.

"Okay, you will have to go hungry tonight. This lesson should be profound enough. Let's find a place to sleep. I hope you can sleep well."

As he was lifted up by his tail, his eyes were blazing with anger, as if he was about to turn into a Super Saiyan.

…

"...I hope you can sleep."

Ji Xing's clear voice echoed from the instrument in front of him through the monitoring device on the combat power detector, and Frieza chuckled.

"M78 Nebula, Krypton, the Kryptonians who are good at using solar energy, this is really interesting, Mr. Dodoria, Mr. Sabo."

The two attendants behind him also heard everything from beginning to end, and Dodoria laughed in unison: "It's really interesting. It made Vegeta, who likes to pretend to be an adult, so amused that he couldn't resist. It's just that his combat effectiveness was a little lower...

...King Frieza, do you want to make him your subordinate?"

As the most popular person in Frieza's eyes, he excludes anyone else Frieza might admire, and whenever he finds an opportunity, he will apply some eye drops.

Sabo next to him also said: "I need to remind you, King Frieza, there is no M78 Nebula in the star map we know, let alone Krypton. This person may be talking nonsense and playing tricks on Vegeta."

"It's not important." Frieza said: "When we catch him, we will all know...King Vegeta said he doesn't need our assistance?"

"Yes, he said he would handle it himself." Sabo replied: "The Saiyans have mobilized a large number of troops and are searching for him everywhere. If they can't find him... they will probably have to wait until tomorrow evening to take action. He won't

Hand over the supplies to Clark honestly and redeem Vegeta."

Frieza thought for a moment and said, "You probably need to go there yourself, Mr. Sabo."

"Yes! You plan to..."

"Bring him back alive, and of course Vegeta-san." Frieza smiled slyly.

Want to take the opportunity to leave Vegeta-san on Planet Vegeta? King Vegeta.

It was too naive, and it would be a pity to let little Vegeta-san die in the fireworks.

…

Planet Vegeta, hospital-like building.

Bardock walked out of the treatment cabin, his half-naked and strong body shook off the nutrient solution, fully restored to health, but his brows were furrowed.

During the previous mission to conquer Kanasha Star, he was attacked by the elders of Kanasha Star. He was struck by a special curse and fell into a coma.
To be continued...