“It’s 60,000… Not even the Ginyu force has that much!” Sala said, before finally losing balance, smiling widely, seeming more happy about the number than the man in question.
Zukishi no longer cared about the saiyan lore between men and women anymore.
As a human who had a childish fantasy of being strong, to be classified so strong, had made him feel goosebumps.
He kept looking at his hands.
Although he was expressionless, his heart was beating faster and faster.
He had trained so hard in the gravity chamber.
Although he hadn’t reached his full potential, nor was he near a high level like Frieza’s, he felt quite secure now.
If he used the Great Ape transformation, then no one in the galaxy could stop him.
He may even have a chance of shooting Frieza if he gave him a sneak attack.
Though, he doubted that would work.
Just because Frieza was nerfed in his first form, his fighting instincts and reflexes were of that of 100 million.
“So, I’m 60,000.
Man, I grew so strong,” he muttered to himself.
“I wonder how the saiyan girls will react when I get to planet Vegeta.”
A sense of eerie energy passed through the air.
He saw Sala smiling while her tail was wagging.
“They have to go through me first!!
I’m not letting anyone steal what’s rightfully mine,” she said with a quite crazy smile, one that would develop after annihilating a planet’s population.
Zukishi grabbed Maro by the arm.
“Are girls possessive like this?” he asked with a whisper.
Maro whispered back, “Don’t worry.
As long as you are overwhelmingly stronger than her, you can fool around.
Though, she may end up killing anyone approaching you without a second thought.”
“Damn, that’s scary,” he replied.
“Luckily, my wife is only 500.
He sighed, “But I can’t say about her defending me.
Though, she’s very proud and brags about me.
I wonder how much she’d brag,” he then smiled.
“What are you boys talking about?” Sala asked, her smile still wide.
Zukishi brought his fist to his mouth and faked a cough.
“Nothing serious.
Anyways, congrats, both of you on reaching half of my power.
I can even leave jumping that fucker to you.
But let’s jump to the conclusion as we may be this strong because the gravity here is light.
“As a leader, and as we have limited time to face our invaders, we’re going to train hard for the next few days.
Since there is no full moon, I’ll train alone.
Until the other saiyans invade, you can try learning this trick.”
As Zukishi said that, his power level suddenly dropped.
Sala blinked twice, “What?
“It’s about Ki control,” he said to her.
“I don’t want to attract Frieza’s attention yet, so we’re going to fool the saiyans.
So, you two, for the next few days, are going to learn this.
You are also welcomed to train and do your things.”
Scouters, especially made by Frieza’s army, could transfer data among each other.
Since Maro was a technician of low class, he was good at his second job, and Zukishi made him turn off that feature.
The new scouters didn’t have that feature as they were new.
But, it would be a different story if the others found out.
Frieza was a quite paranoid ruler.
He believed that super saiyans would come one day and take him down, and for that reason, he destroyed his father’s strongest army, simply because they were growing stronger.
If he found a trio of saiyans growing this much, he’d definitely step in to take down Zukishi.
“I’ll need you to learn how to make your power around 10% of the original.
So, when you power up fully, it’d be assumed you transformed into great apes,” he added.
It was quite the trick.
“It’s a genius idea,” Maro nodded.
“It will trick them… that’s for sure,” Sala added.
Mararo stood beside and blinked, not seeming to understand what was going on.
But he understood one thing.
If these people are this strong, then how about a massive army of them.
Zukishi warped his hand around the namekian and lifted him above his shoulder and took him away with him.
After laying the foundation for his subordinates, he had decided that it was time for him to get stronger.
When he got into the ship with the namekian, the first thing Zukishi did was cut his tail.
The namekian didn’t understand a thing as Zukishi placed his tail in a freezer.
“Why are you cutting your tail?” the namekian asked.
“Our bodies evolved to be warrior bodies.
However, the tail grants us powerful transformations.
Although it gives us an advantage, it limits our power, and gives us a false sense of security that prevents us from getting stronger,” Zukishi said.
When he cut his tail for the first time against Moro, he had experienced emotions that the previous him had never experienced.
Fear, excitement, and not knowing if he could ever make out alive.
Zukishi then walked to the gravity room and said, “No matter what, even if you see me about to die, do not step inside that room.”
Currently, the ship’s gravity was adjusted to this planet since they were at the atmosphere.
If they ever left the planet, it’d adjust automatically to Vegeta’s gravity, which was about 10 times this planet.
If the kid, Mararo, who grew on this planet, was to face that, he would be crushed under it.
He didn’t seem to be a warrior who could enhance his body with Ki anyways.
So, if he entered the gravity room Zukishi would be training at, needless to say, that kid would turn into a flat paper.
“Why is that?” the kid asked.
“Let’s say, the gravity here is about 50 times your planet.
If you get in, your body won’t simply become 50 times heavier.
The gravity will pull you, your blood, muscle fibers, nerves, down so hard that you can turn as flat as paper,” he said with a smile.
“Now, what you will do is simply point your hands at me.
Whenever you see me about collapsing, you’ll use your magic on me.
Get it?” Zukishi asked.
Mararo nodded slightly.
Zukishi stepped into the room, saying, “Making it 5V.”
And as his foot landed, a strong sound echoed.
Zukishi was around 183cm tall.
His muscles had muscles, and his mass was around 100 kg.
If you don’t count the other effects of the gravity, he was like someone weighing 5 tons.
His steps made the ground shake a bit.
Mararo gulped when Zukishi began doing his warm-up, push-ups, squats, sit-ups, and rope pull-ups, before using his Ki to fly around and shadow boxing.
Knowing that someone was to get his back, Zukishi didn’t hold back, and when he felt that all of his muscles were about to fail, he said, “Make it 6V.”
And his body crushed heavily to the ground.
Zukishi found himself laying flat, barely able to move.
His Ki depleted, he could barely counter the effect of the new gravity.
Not to mention, his body didn’t recover, let alone adapting to this much.
His bones started cracking, and his internal organs, blood vessels, and nerves were getting destroyed.
“Now!” he screamed at the namekian, who then pointed his hand at Zukishi.
Mararo pointed his hands forward, from a distance, waves like energy left his palms, surrounding Zukishi, who was struggling to even push himself up.
His bones bent instantly, the muscle fibers healed, and his energy got up back faster than it was depleted.
His nose, which started bleeding, stopped as he stood up.
He put his hand on his hips, standing with nothing but willpower and the newly recharged Ki and stamina.
“Thanks, Mararo.
I wouldn’t know what to do without you,” Zukishi said, sighing in relief.
For a moment, he almost became an eunuch.
But luckily, he didn’t.
Now that he had his Ki back, he could counter some of the effects of the gravity.
‘Man… If I train up to 100 times the gravity of planet Vegeta, forget my strength.
I wonder what will happen to my dick.’
“Why are you not getting out?” Mararo asked as he saw Zukishi still walking around.
Zukishi smiled slightly.
Although he survived death and a life crisis — being crushed by a massive amount of gravity without energy to fight back, he was ready for round two.
Cause, why not.
He may end up doing a total of 10 sessions of intense training.
As for what motivated him to get stronger, it’s the existence of racist lizards fearing that his race would demolish them.
And so, under the new 6V gravity, he got to push-up position, doing all of the conditioning trainings he ever knew, before shadow boxing.
If anyone used a scouter on him right now, they may think he was getting weaker.
But in fact, he was simply getting stronger.
And not only that, but building higher stamina and even stronger Ki.
Mararo stood aside, hands on his mouth, barely believing what he’s seeing.
He just gulped, ready to shoot his magic whenever he could.