"They must have been created by Namekians who drifted to other planets," the Grand Elder sighed, his gaze fixed on the green sky outside the window, as if recalling some distant past. "After all, when the environment on Planet Namek had issues back then, many Namekians took Spaceships to other planets, scattering across the universe, each creating their own dragon balls."
...
Aboard the space saucer.
The silver-white saucer sped through the vast starry sky. The stars outside the porthole stretched into long bands of light, like countless silver threads streaking across the darkness.
The saucer was traveling toward Earth at an extremely high speed.
"We should arrive at Earth in about three days." Cocotte stepped forward, bowed to Rez, and spoke in a soft voice.
"Not bad." Rez nodded, a slight upturn at the corner of his mouth.
It seems the technological level of Universe 11 is quite good; the ship's speed is also faster than those in Universe 7.
Rez still remembered that it took about seven days for a Frieza ForceSpaceship to travel from Earth to Planet Namek.
Yet this saucer only needed three days to arrive.
However, Frieza's massive Spaceship would probably be even faster.
"I'm going to get some sleep. Broly, keep an eye on them." Rez patted Broly on the shoulder.
Broly nodded readily, his mouth widening into a big grin.
Rez immediately took Linoshi's hand and turned to walk toward their own Spaceship inside the saucer.
Cocotte's gaze followed the backs of Rez and Linoshi, her eyes filled with complex emotions, and the corner of her mouth twitched slightly.
You're going to sleep, and you still need to drag that woman Linoshi along?
Are you really just going to sleep?
All sorts of messy images flashed through her mind, and a suspicious blush appeared on her pink face. She hurriedly shook her head to cast those thoughts away.
She was overthinking things for a moment.
Linoshi blushed, her eyes cast downward, staring at her own toes. Her long eyelashes fluttered gently as she let Rez lead her by the hand and step into the SaiyanSpaceship.
Rez returned to his cabin—a narrow compartment with a small bed and soft lighting.
After all, this was his and Linoshi's room.
Rez still preferred to spend his time in his own room.
"Are you tired?" As soon as they entered the room, Rez immediately asked Linoshi, his gaze as gentle as water.
"Tired..." Linoshi replied softly. A trace of shyness flashed in her blue eyes, and her cheeks flushed slightly as she nimbly kicked off her shoes, revealing a pair of feet as fair as jade.
Her ankles were slender and translucent white, the arches of her feet had a smooth curve, and her small, well-proportioned toes were lined up neatly, glowing with a soft, warm luster under the gentle light.
Rez was instantly amused, his mouth widening to reveal a set of white teeth, his golden eyes filled with laughter.
Have I been trained to be this proactive?
Rez felt a sense of overwhelming accomplishment; he stepped forward and crouched down...
...
Inside the saucer's main control room.
Seeing that Rez had already entered their own Spaceship, Cocotte realized that only she, Dyspo, Caselar, Broly, and Vegeta remained inside the saucer.
She let out a long sigh of relief, a look of relief appearing on her face as her tense shoulders relaxed slightly.
She could take this opportunity to find a way to contact headquarters.
If she could get in touch with headquarters, that would be absolutely wonderful.
As long as the Captain came, this guy named Rez would be nothing.
A glimmer of hope flashed in her eyes, her red hair swaying gently on her shoulders.
Cocotte stepped forward and began operating the main console rapidly with both hands, her fingers tapping quickly on the screen to input commands and pull up the communication system.
Dyspo was sitting in a chair, his purple body curled up. His eyes were unfocused, his expression dull, and his face was full of pain and exhaustion. From time to time, he let out a moan, his voice hoarse and low.
He was mostly just too severely injured.
It hurt so much!
Every breath tugged at his broken bones and torn muscles, making him wince in pain as fine beads of sweat seeped onto his forehead.
These demons!
They wouldn't even let Cocotte treat me!
Caselar was much better; after all, his injuries had been completely healed by Cocotte, and he was able to move freely and was in high spirits.
"Bang!"
Broly stepped forward, his golden figure flashing, and smashed his fist onto Dyspo's head.
Dyspo didn't even make a sound; his head tilted, his purple eyelids drooped, and he passed out instantly, his body slumping limply in the chair with his limbs hanging helplessly.
"You... what are you doing?" Caselar exclaimed.
"Too noisy!" Broly grunted, curling his lip slightly as he withdrew his fist and wiped it on his clothes. "It's much quieter now!"
Caselar's mouth twitched. He opened his mouth, but not knowing what to say, he could only silently shut it.
"Hey, what's your name?" Vegeta asked Caselar, arms crossed over his chest, chin held high, glancing askance at Caselar.
"Caselar," Caselar answered honestly.
"Go get me a bottle of water," Vegeta ordered Caselar. "If you're going to be a servant, you need to have the awareness of a servant!"
Caselar seethed with hatred inwardly and bared his teeth.
However, when under someone else's roof, one has to bow their head.
With no other choice, Caselar had to turn and walk toward the storage locker, open the door, and take out a bottle of Universe 11 mineral water.
The transparent bottle was stamped with the Pride Troopers' emblem, and the golden liquid shimmered faintly under the light.
He walked back and handed the water bottle to Vegeta, his posture respectful, but a trace of imperceptible hatred hidden in his eyes.
"And me!" Broly grunted.
"Got it." Caselar's mouth twitched, and he turned again to get another bottle of water to hand to Broly.
Broly took the bottle, twisted off the cap with his fingers, tilted his head back, and took a delightful sip.
The golden liquid slid down his throat, bringing a hint of sweetness and coolness.
After taking that sip, Broly's eyes instantly sparkled, shining like two stars. He looked excited, his mouth stretched wide to his ears, and his face was full of pleasant surprise.
Following that, Broly smacked his lips, licked his lips, and drank it with relish; the bottle of water was soon empty.
"Tastes better than our water," Broly said to Vegeta, his eyes full of satisfaction, a trace of water still on his lips as he held up the empty bottle and shook it before his eyes.
Vegeta also took two sips; the sweet, golden taste spread across his tongue. He glanced askance at Broly and said irritably, with a hint of disdain at the corner of his mouth: "Idiot, they added sugar to this water! That's why it tastes sweet!"
"What is sugar?" Broly didn't understand, tilting his head in confusion.
"Don't talk to me!" Vegeta didn't want to deal with Broly anymore.
How does this guy not understand anything?
Cocotte turned around and quietly looked at Broly and Vegeta. Her gaze lingered on the two brats for a moment, and a complex expression appeared on her face before she resumed operating the main console rapidly with both hands.
However, no matter how hard Cocotte tried, she was never able to establish contact with headquarters.
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