Today was Zukishi’s break day.
He was sitting at a table while enjoying the air conditioner’s cold breeze.
It was one of the perks of having your own spaceship than using the free little pod.
After an intense month of training in the gravity room and fighting a great ape above his level — which barely knew the meaning of holding back — Zukishi had taken a rest day.
During the month he had departed, he got to learn more about himself and how to control the Ki’s energy.
All to learn to sense it.
Other than that, he did intense gravity training and could do three times the gravity of Vegeta’s planet.
He could do more, but he preferred increasing the intensity of training before increasing the gravity itself.
“Do you want more?” Sala said with a quite submissive tone as she placed the food plate on the table.
“It is enough,” Zukishi replied as he smiled.
During the last month he spent here, he had developed a quite good relationship with his fighter teammate.
Well, they were already in good term with him, since they knew him ever since he was a kid, ten years ago.
But last month was something else.
Most of the time, they conquered, got paid, and waited until the next assignment to meet.
But now, they trained together, and had a common goal of rebelling.
After being trained by him, each sparring session seemed to get them closer.
Sala’s aggressive behavior had finally gone, and she was acting like a nice girl to him after they had slept with each other for many times in this month.
‘Too bad I didn’t bring condoms.
despite all the signals I was taking… well, the previous me.’ He thought to himself, quite happy that he didn’t end up being a father.
Sala smiled, kissed his cheek, and walked away.
Zukishi gave her a small slap on her butt before turning to the food.
Sala simply smiled and went to the ship’s leader board.
As for Maro, he was about to head to sleep since there weren’t much work to do.
Suddenly, Maro appeared, eyes wide open, heading to Zukishi.
“Boss!
Quickly.
King Vegeta is calling!” yelled Maro.
“We need to head to the main room.”
“That Vegeta… No need to show fear.
You guys are already almost his level,” said Zukishi.
“And I’m already sick of his games.”
In just a month, using his hacks… although the recovery time was quite long for them, both Maro and Sala surpassed the 10 thousand mark in power level.
A few sparring sessions with him and some wounds, plus quick healing, had done the trick.
As for Zukishi himself, he stopped using the great ape training method.
It got dangerously strong.
Instead, he focused on increasing the intensity of training under high gravity.
When someone trains their muscles to failure and their Ki gets depleted, the body recognizes that it’s entering a near-death state.
That would make his power increase after recovering.
Just basic alien biology.
And it was better than almost being beaten to death, which held the risk of dying.
“Right!
Three of him are not your match,” said Maro, smiling awkwardly.
“Man!
I can’t wait to get back to Planet Vegeta and impress all of the Saiyan girls with my 14 thousand.
As their scouters had blown up while testing him, that made that clear.
Yet, they used another way to measure his power level.
Measuring his speed and comparing it to normal fighters, he was as fast as 40 warriors with 1000 power levels.
40 thousand basically.
Zukishi smiled at the glaze and shook his head slightly.
“Pick up the call… I think he’s figured out my plans.
Not like I’m not planning to use him anyway.”
Zukishi planned originally to go to planet Cereal for two reasons.
The first was that Kakarot’s birth was near, and that would be a good indicator when the Saiyans would attack that planet.
So, he needed to hurry if he wanted to use their dragon balls.
And second, the Cerealian Dragon Balls had fewer restrictions on wishes.
Although he wasn’t planning to shorten his life span, if he could have his wish fulfilled, then, it would make using the other dragon balls easier.
A hologram screen appeared before Zukishi, who put a leg above another.
King Vegeta’s frowning face stared at Zukishi’s relaxed face.
“Zukishi, what are you doing?
And where has your tail gone?” The King couldn’t help but remark that something was missing.
A Saiyan without a tail, that was bizarre?
Zukishi had been removing his tail occasionally to teach his body to be less dependent on it, so that it would grow quicker.
Though, he didn’t throw it away.
It may be the key to achieving the super Saiyan 4 after learning the typical super Saiyan.
If it proved to be non-canon in this universe, he wouldn’t keep it around.
But for now, he let it hang around.
“It’s been cut during a spar,” Zukishi said, reaching next to his seat.
“I was planning to reattach it.
Thanks for reminding me.”
Zukishi then put his tail back and moved it to make a belt around his waist.
The king’s forehead bulged with a few veins.
“Aren’t you getting too cocky, not showing respect to your king!” screamed Vegeta.
“You’re not even calling me ‘Your Majesty.'”
“I didn’t know I had to call you?” Zukishi replied, acting as if Vegeta was the one to call him ‘Your Majesty.’
“are you dumb?
You’re not ‘the Majesty”.
Take a grammar lesson!” Vegeta screamed.
“Be careful screaming, your majesty.
Or your hairline will regress even more.
We don’t want the mighty king of Vegeta to look bald, now, do we?” Zukishi said slightly.
“You son of a weakling!
Without a pride!
Did you get cocky because of a little power up!
I can beat the hell out of you with one hand behind my back!” Vegeta screamed.
“I’ve fought my whole life.
Power scaling means nothing to me!”
Zukishi rubbed his ear.
The royalties in this world was very easy to be offended.
“Are you saying you can beat Frieza and King Cold?
Wow. This story is hosted at g.com.
You are amazing, King Vegeta!” Zukishi replied with a smile.
Frieza and King Cold, as the developers of the communication network, had access to their conversation and could spy whenever they wanted.
Sometimes, when Frieza or Cold’s name was mentioned, the algorithm may record them.
Vegeta realized that very well.
“What?
No… Are you trying to get me killed!
When did I say I could beat the emperor?” Vegeta replied, his anger vanishing, replaced by a temporary fearful expression.
“Though, I wonder how you knew that Frieza is taking over?”
“Some space pirate said so,” replied Zukishi plainly.
‘So, Frieza is taking over.
It means that Cereal planet would soon be invaded, as Frieza would be the ruler in that time.
According to the timeline, Goku would be three years old when the planet is blown up.
I think that he’s going to be born soon.’ He thought internally.
Although his goal was simply to survive the explosion, he had planned to get to his planet and prevent its destruction.
Why?
Well, imagine if there was a world where you are very attractive, would you let it be gone?
A world where women stay young until 80s.
Well, it may not be the most important reason, as his survival was the number one reason, but he’d spare that planet if he had been strong enough by that time.
“So, tell me,” Vegeta said, “Are you planning to carry on your mission, or are you going to rebel?”
Zukishi stretched his arms up and yawned.
“Yeah, I don’t think calling it rebelling.
I’m simply quitting my job,” Zukishi shrugged.
“I don’t like working for people weaker than me.
And who knows, I may soon come challenging you for a throne fight.
I believe the mighty king wouldn’t abandon his pride and not fight me one to one.”
In their tradition — on the surface — it’s shameful if you get external help while fighting among each other.
The winner Saiyans would be looked at as if they were inferior warriors, and would be followed by shame.
Of course, the story changes against a very powerful alien fighter.
Zukishi wasn’t seriously going to take on Vegeta right now.
After all, he was just a proxy ruler under Frieza, and he didn’t want to work under Frieza.
“That’s confirms that you are trying to rebel, all I needed to know,” Vegeta said, cutting the communication line.
Zukishi raised his voice, “Change the direction to planet Cereal.”
There was no point in delaying his plans.
It’s time to get his first wish fulfilled.
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King Vegeta bit on his jaw so hard.
‘So, he plans taking me off my throne because he got a slight power boost.
There was a reason why I’m sending idiots like him to their death.
With him rebelling, I’ll make sure to get him killed before he could make a step back to planet Vegeta.’ He thought.
‘I can’t let him become a king.
And I have plenty of ways taking him down.
“Connect Frieza’s army!
Tell him I have something for him,” ordered Vegeta with a frown.