"That's more than enough!"
Vegeta nodded heavily, his voice trembling slightly with excitement.
Three days.
That was enough.
With fifty Senzu Beans…
With the Saiyan near-death recovery ability…
With his genius-level talent…
Three days were enough for a complete transformation.
But immediately afterward—
Vegeta suddenly froze.
A realistic problem surfaced in his mind.
He carefully looked at Broly and cautiously asked:
"After my battle power increases… what then?"
"Do I fight you?"
The moment he asked that question—
His confidence weakened again.
Even though he trusted his own talent…
Even though he believed in the power of Senzu Beans…
Facing Broly—
Facing this unfathomable Super Saiyan—
Vegeta still felt instinctive fear.
After all—
In Vegeta's eyes, Broly was the legendary Super Saiyan.
The monster even Frieza feared.
Fighting Broly?
Wasn't that just asking for a beating?
"Defeat Goku first."
Broly casually pointed toward Son Goku.
Goku blinked and pointed at himself.
"Me?"
His face filled with confusion.
"So I only need to beat Kakarot?"
Vegeta immediately relaxed a little.
As long as he didn't need to challenge Broly—
Everything was manageable.
Defeat Kakarot?
Although Kakarot currently had 180,000 battle power…
Although he was far stronger than Vegeta right now…
Vegeta still had absolute confidence.
With fifty Senzu Beans—
His battle power would definitely surpass Kakarot's.
After all—
He was the Saiyan genius.
There was no way he couldn't surpass a low-class warrior.
"In that case… farewell."
Vegeta was already preparing to leave.
At this moment—
He desperately wanted to find a secluded place.
Wanted to begin training immediately.
Wanted to swallow the first Senzu Bean.
Wanted to experience that explosive increase in strength.
Every second of waiting felt unbearable.
"Don't rush."
"Wait until I finish speaking."
Broly calmly stopped him.
Vegeta immediately halted midair without hesitation.
Even though he was anxious…
Even though he desperately wanted to start training…
He understood clearly—
Broly's words had to be heard completely.
"I heard there's a so-called Emperor of the Universe named Frieza."
"Is he strong?"
"How much do you know about him?"
Broly asked with interest.
The question stunned Vegeta slightly.
Frieza?
Why bring him up all of a sudden?
"He's definitely powerful."
Vegeta's voice turned heavy.
A faint trace of hatred hid beneath his tone.
"As for his exact battle power…"
"I'm not sure."
That was the truth.
Vegeta only knew one thing—
Frieza was terrifyingly strong.
Strong enough to make King Vegeta kneel.
"However…"
"As far as I know…"
"His battle power should at least exceed one million."
One million.
The moment those words came out—
Everyone present sucked in a cold breath.
Krillin's eyes widened.
Sweat instantly appeared on his bald head again.
One million?!
What kind of number was that?
Goku's 180,000 already felt unimaginably high.
One million was over five times greater!
That wasn't a gap effort alone could overcome anymore.
Piccolo's brows tightened deeply.
Even though he didn't fully understand battle power numbers—
He could still sense how horrifying that level was.
Meanwhile—
Goku scratched his head excitedly.
Over one million?
That sounds strong.
I really want to fight him someday.
The mere thought made Goku's blood boil.
For Goku—
A powerful opponent wasn't a source of fear.
It was excitement.
"Only one million?"
Broly shook his head in disappointment.
His tone carried obvious contempt.
Looks like Merus was right.
Among mortals—
There really aren't many worthy opponents left.
"Where is Frieza now?"
Broly continued asking.
"He should currently be on Planet 84…"
Vegeta answered uncertainly.
He hadn't contacted Frieza in a long time.
The last order he received was ten months ago.
At that time—
Frieza indeed stayed on Planet 84.
"But Frieza moves around frequently."
"He may already be somewhere else."
Vegeta added carefully before asking:
"Why are you asking?"
"I feel like I've heard his name somewhere before."
"Find a time and arrange a meeting."
"I want to meet him."
Broly directly gave the order.
Vegeta froze again.
Meet Frieza?
The cruel and unpredictable emperor of the universe?
What exactly was Broly planning?
Challenge him?
Or…
"Set the meeting somewhere away from Earth."
"I also want to travel around space a little."
Broly thoughtfully added.
The reason he didn't want Frieza coming to Earth was simple—
He didn't want the planet destroyed accidentally during battle.
Although Broly had confidence in defeating Frieza—
The aftershocks of their battle might devastate Earth.
Fighting on an uninhabited planet was safer.
"There's no problem."
"I can contact him through my spaceship."
Vegeta pointed toward the spaceship embedded within a distant crater.
"You won't take the opportunity to run away from Earth, right?"
Broly smiled casually.
Yet his eyes remained sharp.
Vegeta: "…"
"I won't."
"I'll properly challenge Kakarot."
Vegeta snorted coldly.
His pride as a Saiyan prince wouldn't allow cowardly escape.
Besides—
He now saw opportunity.
An opportunity to grow stronger.
To surpass Kakarot.
Maybe even challenge Broly someday.
If he ran now—
Everything would disappear.
Compared to that—
Temporary humiliation meant nothing.
"Go on then."
"Train well."
Broly nodded in satisfaction.
Vegeta wasted no more words.
He turned around and flew toward his spaceship.
With those fifty Senzu Beans—
Vegeta firmly believed his power would skyrocket.
But soon—
He calmed himself and analyzed things rationally.
There had to be limits to near-death recovery.
Nappa and Raditz already proved that.
Nappa rose from 4,000 to 150,000—
Then stopped.
Raditz rose from 1,500 to 100,000—
Then also stopped.
That meant Senzu-enhanced growth wasn't infinite.
Eventually—
Everyone reached their limit.
Raditz's limit was 100,000.
Nappa's limit was 150,000.
Then his own limit…
Should be at least 300,000, right?
Vegeta remained extremely confident.
WHOOSH!!
Vegeta transformed into a streak of light and flew toward his spaceship.
He opened the hatch and entered.
CLANK!!
The door sealed shut.
Moments later—
The ship blasted into the sky, leaving behind blue exhaust flames.
Soon—
It disappeared beyond the horizon.
However—
Vegeta never left Earth.
Instead—
He found a remote place and began training seriously.
…
"Goku."
"You don't want to use Senzu Beans to increase your power too?"
Broly suddenly asked.
After all—
He had given Vegeta fifty beans.
But he never asked Goku.
"Not for now."
"I'll ask you later if I need them."
Goku laughed cheerfully and shook his head.
His smile remained bright and carefree.
Goku spoke honestly.
His current 180,000 battle power came from intense training under King Kai.
That strength felt solid.
Stable.
Earned step by step.
If he suddenly relied on Senzu Beans now—
His foundation might become unstable.
So he preferred genuine training.
Real battles.
Real growth.
"Alright then."
"Let's gather the Dragon Balls and revive Tien and the others."
Broly suggested.
"Leave the Dragon Balls to us!"
Krillin immediately volunteered gratefully.
"There's no need for you to handle small things like this anymore."
"Okay."
Broly didn't refuse.
Honestly—
He wasn't very interested in Dragon Ball hunting.
It was tedious.
Time-consuming.
He'd rather spend time training.
Or relaxing with family.
Or simply doing nothing.
Soon afterward—
Broly bid farewell to everyone and returned to Master Roshi's island.
…
Kame House.
Waves gently crashed against the shore.
Broly landed on the beach and entered the house.
Master Roshi sat lazily in a chair reading a swimsuit magazine.
Hearing footsteps—
He pushed up his sunglasses slightly.
"You're back?"
"Yeah."
Broly sat opposite him and calmly explained everything that happened.
From Vegeta and Nappa's arrival…
To the deaths of Tien, Chiaotzu, and Yamcha…
To Nappa's final fate…
He hid nothing.
Roshi listened quietly.
Without interrupting once.
When Broly explained how he tortured Nappa—
Roshi neither approved nor criticized immediately.
He remained silent for several seconds.
Then sighed softly.
"Life is precious, Broly."
"But some lives truly aren't worth preserving."
"That Saiyan named Nappa deserved punishment."
"You were right… and wrong."
"Right because you avenged your friends."
"Wrong because your methods were too cruel."
Broly remained silent.
He understood Roshi's meaning.
The stronger someone became—
The calmer their heart should be.
Killing might sometimes be necessary.
But one must never enjoy killing.
Revenge might be understandable.
But it shouldn't cross certain lines.
"Still…"
Roshi smiled faintly.
"You considered Earth's safety."
"You planned to meet Frieza off-world."
"That proves you've matured, Broly."
Broly smiled warmly in return.
…
Meanwhile—
Goku and the others borrowed Bulma's Dragon Radar and began searching for Dragon Balls.
At the same time—
Vegeta began his own training in a remote desert.
An endless sea of golden sand stretched beneath the setting sun.
No plants.
No animals.
No water.
Only silence.
The spaceship hatch opened.
Vegeta stepped out slowly.
Hot desert winds blew against him.
But his focus remained entirely on training.
Standing atop a sand dune—
Vegeta looked around carefully.
The first thing I need to do…
Is master sensing energy like Broly and Kakarot.
Vegeta understood clearly—
The greatest difference between him and Earth's fighters wasn't raw power.
It was their control over ki.
Broly.
Goku.
Piccolo.
Even Krillin.
All of them could sense energy.
Hide energy.
Predict enemies through energy.
Meanwhile—
Vegeta relied entirely on scouters.
Now that his scouter was destroyed—
He was practically blind in battle.
So before increasing battle power—
He first needed to master ki control.
At minimum—
He needed to stop depending on technology.
Vegeta sat cross-legged upon the sand and closed his eyes.
He recalled Broly and Goku's battles.
Their perfect predictions.
Their seamless control over energy.
What exactly was ki?
Energy?
Life force?
Some kind of wave?
At first—
He sensed nothing.
Only wind.
Heartbeat.
Blood flow.
But gradually—
Something changed.
He adjusted his breathing.
Calmed his thoughts.
Entered a near-meditative state.
Hours passed.
Three hours later—
Vegeta suddenly opened his eyes.
He sensed it.
Not through sight.
Not through hearing.
But through instinct.
Far to the east—
Roughly one hundred kilometers away—
There was a familiar powerful energy.
Kakarot.
Vegeta smiled slightly.
As expected of a genius.
Only three hours—
And he already learned how to sense energy.
Some things were simply like riding a bike.
Difficult at first.
Easy once understood.
"In addition…"
"Broly and Kakarot both know how to suppress their energy."
"They do it to avoid wasting unnecessary power."
Vegeta muttered quietly.
He remembered how calm their energy felt normally—
Before exploding during battle.
"So I need to learn that too."
"That way I can conceal myself more effectively."
Instead of rushing into Senzu training—
Vegeta focused entirely on mastering energy suppression first.
After all—
If Broly sensed his rapidly increasing battle power—
Things could become troublesome.
So Vegeta trained relentlessly.
Trying again and again.
Failing repeatedly.
But never stopping.
One full day later—
As the second sunset illuminated the desert—
Vegeta finally succeeded.
His presence became faint.
Like a stone.
Like a grain of sand.
Without deliberate focus—
Nobody would notice him.
"Excellent."
"It wasn't even that difficult."
Vegeta smirked proudly.
"Now…"
"Time to use the Senzu Beans."
He carefully opened the cloth bag.
Fifty green beans rested inside quietly.
Vegeta picked one up.
"HAAH!!"
Without hesitation—
He smashed his own arm violently.
CRACK!!
Bone shattered instantly.
Intense pain spread throughout his body.
Then—
Vegeta immediately swallowed a Senzu Bean.
Warm energy exploded inside him.
The broken bones repaired themselves rapidly.
Pain vanished.
Within three seconds—
His arm fully recovered.
Stronger than before.
Vegeta's eyes lit up instantly.
These beans are incredible!
They really can restore injuries instantly!
Without hesitation—
Vegeta began true training.
He repeatedly inflicted severe injuries upon himself.
Again.
And again.
And again.
Each near-death recovery drastically increased his battle power.
…
Three days later—
As the third sunset illuminated the desert—
Vegeta finally ended his training.
Golden energy flowed around his body as he floated silently in the air.
His eyes were sharp.
His expression confident.
His aura vast like an ocean.
During these three days—
Or more accurately—
During three days of endless self-destruction and Senzu-assisted recovery—
Vegeta's battle power skyrocketed tremendously.
After careful estimation—
Starting from 18,000…
His current battle power had reached at least—
400,000.
Forty万.
That number echoed endlessly within Vegeta's mind.
Over twenty-two times stronger than before.
Nearly triple Nappa's limit.
More than twice Kakarot's 180,000.
At this moment—
Vegeta's confidence completely returned.
He raised his hand and stared at the golden aura flowing across his palm.
That power could destroy mountains.
Shake planets.
This was true strength.
This was the glory he deserved.
But compared to Frieza…
How large was the gap still?
Was Frieza truly over one million?
Vegeta didn't know.
But now—
He possessed 400,000 battle power.
Surely the gap couldn't be that massive anymore.
At the very least—
He had already surpassed Kakarot.
The thought filled Vegeta with immense satisfaction.
Kakarot.
That low-class warrior.
That man with only 180,000 battle power.
Now—
Vegeta stood at 400,000.
More than double.
Three days from now—
He would show Kakarot the true meaning of genius.
The true meaning of the Saiyan Prince.
And now—
The agreed date was approaching.
Kakarot.
How exactly will your 180,000 compare against my 400,000?
Broly…
You really are interesting.
You actually arranged for Kakarot to fight me?
Very well.
I'll gladly fulfill your expectations.
But before that—
I should contact Frieza first.
After all—
Broly wanted a meeting with him.
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