The vast starry sky, the boundless universe.
The starfield domain under Planet Vegeta's jurisdiction.
Cooler's spaceship still hovered here.
The people on the ship were the three members of Cooler's Armored Squadron.
At this moment, the three remained inside the spaceship, unsure what to do for the time being.
The three considered leaving, but felt that leaving just like that would be somewhat disloyal to Lord Cooler.
After discussing carefully for a while, and thinking it over from all angles, they could only wait and see.
Maybe that big fat cat would release Lord Cooler after playing with him enough.
Or maybe he would kill him outright... then we could disband as soon as possible.
The three waited inside the spaceship for a long time.
Just then.
A streak of purplish-red light flew towards the spaceship at extremely high speed.
"Look, what is that?" Dore pointed at the purplish-red light and asked his two teammates.
"Could it be that big fat cat coming back?" Neiz guessed.
"I don't see Lord Cooler, could Lord Cooler already be dead?" Salza muttered.
The red light was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, it collided with the spaceship.
"What is that?" Salza and the other two exclaimed.
"Smack!"
The moment the Destruction Energy touched the spaceship, the entire ship instantly turned into nothingness.
Even the three members of Cooler's Armored Squadron inside the spaceship vanished along with it.
"Hmph, I wiped out your three underlings. Now you have no more worries, you can focus on working here without concern." Champa patted Cooler's shoulder, grinning mischievously.
Cooler: "..."
Ten thousand galloping horses stampeded through Cooler's heart.
Damn you!
What do you mean you eliminated my three underlings so I have no more worries...
Are you even speaking human language?
However, Cooler only complained inwardly; he wouldn't dare confront Champa head-on.
"Merus, I'll leave this guy to you." Champa winked at Merus, greeting him with a smile.
"This... having Cooler participate in the martial arts tournament here... I'm afraid it might cause a sensation." Merus secretly wiped his sweat.
"Easy, just make him change his appearance so those Saiyans can't recognize him, right?" Champa chuckled, "What's the big deal? Isn't that simple for you?"
Merus: "..."
"It is indeed simple for me... but... Lord Champa, I'm here for training." Merus shook his head, refusing politely.
"Fine, I'll do it myself." Champa rubbed his hands together, looking at Cooler with a smile.
Cooler shivered violently, suddenly having a bad premonition.
"It's fine, it won't hurt." Champa grinned happily, then grabbed Cooler and proceeded to knead and rub him thoroughly.
One minute later.
Cooler's appearance had undergone a dramatic change.
Hmm... from Soya's perspective, the current Cooler looked like a large rat-person, with a pointy face and monkey-like cheeks, his entire body black.
If Soya hadn't witnessed this guy being manhandled into this state by Champa, even if Cooler stood right in front of him, he absolutely wouldn't have recognized him.
"From now on, your name is Ratmouse." Champa said to Cooler.
Cooler: "..."
Could you have put any less thought into that name?
"I'll say it again, go participate in the tournament here, and get third place for me." Champa snorted coldly.
"Yes... Lord Champa." Cooler nodded in agreement, full of respect.
Such rotten luck!
Making me get third place!
"Merus, I'm off now, going to find a place to eat something. You can stay here and have fun by yourself." After speaking, Champa vanished from the spot with a flicker.
Soya, however, used his perception to tightly lock onto Champa's current location.
After about a minute.
Soya clearly saw that Champa had gone to the South District snack street on Planet Vegeta to eat.
Soya shivered, a chill running down his spine.
If some careless street vendor provoked Champa, the entire planet would suffer.
Soya quickly scanned through his trusted subordinates in his mind, finally settling his gaze on Raditz.
"Raditz, come here." Soya beckoned to Raditz.
Raditz: "..."
Raditz didn't want to go, always feeling that Soya had some ill intentions.
However, Raditz didn't dare not go.
"Negative emotional value from Raditz +555!"
"King Soya... is something wrong?" Raditz's mouth twitched, asking somewhat nervously.
"There is indeed a very important matter I need you to handle." Soya's tone was serious, and he pulled out a token, handing it to Raditz with a grave expression.
Raditz took the token, confused.
As your personal follower, do I still need a token?
"There's a person who looks like a big fat cat eating on the snack street in the South District. Your mission is to go over and accompany him properly, especially make sure those small vendors are careful, they must not provoke this big fat cat!" Soya's expression grew even more solemn, "If anyone is foolish enough to dare verbally or do anything excessive towards this big fat cat, you kill them immediately!"
Seeing Soya speak so seriously, the several Saiyans present were all shocked.
"Big fat cat?" King Vegeta III was stunned, "Could it be... a chubby Lord Beerus?"
"King Father, you're wrong, he should be Beerus's twin brother, Champa." Vegeta snorted.
King Vegeta III glared fiercely at his son.
What did you call me?
You calling me 'King Father' can easily cause misunderstandings; people who don't know might think I'm trying to reclaim the throne.
Vegeta, however, turned a blind eye, standing there with his arms crossed, posing coolly.
Soya didn't bother with these details.
Right now, these were minor matters; the urgent thing was to find someone to keep Champa company properly.
If someone careless accidentally provoked him, the planet might just get destroyed.
Originally, Soya wanted to go accompany him himself.
But after careful thought, he decided it was better not to take the risk.
What if he said the wrong thing and Champa destroyed him directly? It would waste a rebirth chance.
Although Soya would randomly teleport on some planet after death.
But nobody wants to die.
Soya wouldn't joke with his own life.
After thinking it over seriously, Soya felt that Raditz was quite clever; having him go build a good relationship with Champa should be fine.
"That guy Champa came to our planet?" Vegeta shivered.
"Raditz, go quickly. If you serve him satisfactorily, I can give you a legendary Super Saiyan experience card." Soya promised Raditz.
"Ah? Really?" Raditz felt happiness had arrived too suddenly.
"Soya, do you need me to go help?" Kale volunteered.
"No, having more people might actually be worse." Soya shook his head, and again instructed Raditz, "After you go, act normally, don't deliberately try to please him."
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