"I know what to do." Raditz patted his chest and guaranteed.
"Go ahead." Soya waved his hand.
Raditz immediately flew quickly towards the southern district.
Soya then instructed the ministers to leave.
Immediately, only Soya and Kale remained in the vast palace.
"Soya, it's just the two of us now, what should we do?" Kale giggled, her face reddening as she whispered, "Should we do something meaningful?"
Soya: "..."
Soya's heart surged with emotion.
The meaningful thing you mentioned, could it be...
"Soya, I'm thinking of something really fun." Kale lowered her voice, her face red, "What if... while we were deeply communicating, you suddenly used Instant Transmission to swap me with another girl, what would happen?"
Soya's eyes widened, his mouth opened and closed, his chin nearly hitting the ground.
Your imagination is truly rich.
What would happen then?
I don't know either.
"But who would be suitable to swap with?" Soya felt a bit troubled.
"Tights, maybe?" Kale giggled.
"No, the gravity on this planet is ten times that of Earth, Tights would die instantly." Soya shook his head.
"That's true... then, what about Tarola?" Kale's eyes lit up, "She bullied you when you were young, now you should properly bully her back."
Soya: "..."
Soya suddenly felt that Kale was absolutely right.
He really should bully her back properly.
Besides, Tarola is also very pretty, just she seems a bit fake, gives off a very arrogant vibe, likes to look down her nose at people.
Other than that, she has no major faults, and her figure is fine too.
"Let's talk about it later!" Soya was just thinking it in his heart, not daring to act on it immediately.
Mainly because that guy Champa is still on this planet.
If he suddenly destroyed the planet while we were in the middle of things...
I don't dare think about it, I don't dare think about it...
Soya felt he would definitely have psychological trauma in the future.
So proper things must be done at proper times.
Otherwise it would be tragic!
"Let's put this matter aside for now. Even if you want to attend the bedchamber, you have to wait until I finish the tasks at hand." Soya held Kale's hand and said gently.
"Okay, I'll listen to you." Kale nodded obediently.
"Negative emotional value from Kale +555!"
"But still, the way you glow green is quite cute." Soya pinched Kale's body again, feeling her muscles were much firmer than before.
After all, Kale now has the Legendary Super Saiyan transformation.
"So while my transformation hasn't ended yet... we could do something very meaningful." Kale giggled, "We Saiyans don't need to be coy at all, unlike those Earthlings, just do what we like."
Soya: "..."
Why does the conversation keep circling back to this topic?
"I'm having period today, it's not possible." Soya refused decisively.
Kale quietly wiped her fragrant sweat.
"Negative emotional value from Kale +555!"
You might as well say you're changing eggs today would be more appropriate.
...
East Street.
Cooler first found a mirror to look at himself.
Seeing his reflection in the mirror, Cooler's face became extremely ugly.
How did I, a proud member of the Frost Demon clan, end up looking like this?
Have I turned into a rat clan?
The current Cooler was literally a large black rat, walking upright.
This appearance was simply unmatched.
But as things stood now, Cooler could only accept the situation and make the best of it.
Quickly follow that big fat cat's requirement to participate in the tournament and achieve third place in the martial arts tournament.
But where exactly should he go to participate in the World Martial Arts Tournament?
Cooler looked around and noticed one location where many people were lining up.
Perhaps that was the registration point for the World Martial Arts Tournament.
Cooler went over and joined the queue.
After queuing for a full half hour, it was finally Cooler's turn.
Cooler entered the toilet, immediately showing a face of confusion.
What are these wild monkeys doing?
What is inside this strange building?
Cooler wandered around inside the toilet, turned his head and saw Frieza in the pit, his eyes widening instantly.
"Frieza?" Cooler stepped forward, his face shocked.
Cooler had long heard that Frieza was made into a toilet, but he didn't expect it to be this style.
"Bastard! Damn it! I won't let you get away with this!" Frieza cursed loudly.
"Frieza!" Cooler gritted his teeth and stepped forward.
"What? Now even a little rat dares to defecate on my Frieza's head?" Frieza narrowed his eyes and glared angrily at Cooler, "I know where your Rat Clan's planet is! If you dare disrespect me, Frieza! After I get out, I'll destroy your planet first!"
Cooler: "..."
"Frieza, it's me, I'm Cooler." Cooler said in a deep voice.
Frieza: "????"
Frieza was a bit stunned, staring blankly at Cooler.
Silence for two seconds.
"Get lost! A mere little rat dares to claim you're my brother! You're looking for death!" Frieza's face turned pale with anger.
"Forget it, you take care of yourself." Cooler originally wanted to offer some comfort, but thinking about his own miserable situation, he decided to forget it.
My own life is hanging by a thread.
How do I have time to care about Frieza?
This damn...
The people in line didn't even say this was a toilet.
Wasted so much of my time.
Cooler ultimately did not go to use the toilet and turned to leave.
After asking around, Cooler finally found the registration point for the World Martial Arts Tournament and went to register.
...
Southern District, Snack Street.
Champa found a snack shop, sat down, ordered a few dishes and started eating.
The food on Planet Vegeta was rather average, mainly consisting of meat, without even a hint of technological enhancements.
After eating for a while, Champa felt it was as tasteless as chewing wax, his brows furrowing tightly.
"Isn't there anything better to eat?" Champa felt very displeased.
"No, eat it if you like it, if not, get lost!" The snack shop owner was a Saiyan, who clearly didn't care about outsiders, directly showing an impatient attitude.
Champa's cat face darkened, a flash of killing intent on his face.
"Bang!"
At the critical moment, Raditz swiftly flew from afar, landing a heavy punch on the snack shop owner's face.
This punch was extremely vicious, directly knocking out two of the snack shop owner's molars.
The snack shop owner was sent flying head over heels, heavily falling to the ground, emitting cries of painful agony.
Champa was slightly stunned, his cat eyes wide open, looking at Raditz in surprise.
"Who... who is it?" The snack shop owner rubbed his cheek as he got up from the ground, glaring angrily at Raditz.
However, when the snack shop owner clearly saw it was Raditz, his anger vanished, replaced by a fawning smile on his face.
"It's... it's Lord Raditz!" The snack shop owner hurriedly greeted him properly.
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