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"Judging from what we've seen, this must be the heart of a primordial forest. The creatures here are enormous—definitely not a place where the Aoyun people could live."
Harry's voice was calm, analytical as he pieced the clues together.
"We still know almost nothing about Planet Aoyun," he continued. "But if the Aoyun people don't dare share territory with these beasts, that means the beasts are far more dangerous than they are."
All the intelligence they'd been given could basically be thrown out. From here on, they'd have to rely on their own eyes and instincts.
"Hmm…" he mused. "We haven't confirmed whether the Aoyun people are like the reports described, but after flying all this way without seeing a single one, there are only two possibilities.
"One: there simply are no Aoyun people on this continent—or in this forest at all.
"Two: they live clustered together somewhere else, like Saiyans do, and the rest of this land belongs to the beasts."
That explanation finally made sense to him. It explained why their mission wasn't just to wipe out the Aoyun people, but to eliminate all species with high threat levels.
The real problem wasn't the natives—it was the monsters.
Gine nodded thoughtfully, adding, "Or maybe we just haven't seen enough yet. We've been flying high and fast, and there are places even our scanners can't penetrate through that dense canopy. Maybe if we go farther, we'll reach the edge of the forest—and the world beyond could be completely different."
Harry agreed.After all, intelligent life was always distinct from wild beasts.
"Forget the Aoyun people for a second," he said, narrowing his eyes. "I'm more curious about what's going on here. Aunt Gine, Celari, stay sharp—I'll check it out."
There were too many beasts fighting for it to be random.In a world this primitive, fights like this only happened over territory—or resources.
But the combatants were from different species, with no obvious leaders. That left only one likely reason: they were all after something.
"Harry, maybe you shouldn't take the risk," Gine warned instinctively. They'd only just arrived on this planet, and she didn't like how easily trouble had found them.
"It's fine," Harry replied, smirking. "Even if those beasts have battle power in the two or three hundreds, they can't touch me. Don't forget—my power level is thirteen hundred. They're big, sure, but that's all they've got."
He was just about to move when Celari suddenly pointed.
"Harry! Aunt Gine! Look—over there, next to that giant snake and the dinosaur-looking one. There's a strange tree!"
Her words made both Harry and Gine glance toward the other side of the clearing.
They'd been so focused on the brawl that they'd missed the heap of mangled corpses nearby.Amid the carnage, a hundred-meter-long white serpent and a massive beast several stories tall crushed two charging monsters in an instant.
And behind them stood a tree—small, almost delicate compared to the chaos around it.The entire forest was torn apart, drenched in blood and dust, yet this lone tree stood untouched—its bark clean, its leaves unblemished.
"Wait… those two beasts are protecting it?" Harry muttered.
On its branches hung several blood-red fruits, shimmering faintly in the sunlight.
A treasure?Some kind of natural elixir?
Countless thoughts flashed through his mind.
In a world this vast, anything was possible.And anything that could make monsters fight to the death was no ordinary fruit.
"It must be those fruits that started this fight," he said, eyes lighting up. The moment he spoke, he shot forward like a bullet.
Gine barely had time to call out, while Celari pressed close to her, whispering, "Be careful, Harry!"
As he descended from the sky, Harry's thoughts raced.
He might have known the Dragon Ball storyline by heart, but when it came to the actual world he was in, he realized just how little he understood.Everything here—the planet, the creatures, the rules—was a mystery.
Even the worlds he thought he knew, Earth and Planet Vegeta, he only understood through the narrow lens of the story. Outside of that, he was just as blind as anyone.
In the end, I barely understand this universe at all…
His gaze locked on the fruit."This thing really is weird… I can feel it pulling at me. My body wants it—like some primal instinct telling me to eat it."
He hovered above the tree, staring down.The blood-colored fruit pulsed faintly, absorbing the lingering blood mist around it. The more it drank, the plumper and brighter it became.
If not for his scouter showing no energy readings, he'd have sworn the tree was alive.
Is it absorbing life energy? he wondered. So is it controlling these beasts—making them fight so it can feed? Or maybe it's just luring them in, forcing them to battle for a chance to devour it?
As he drew closer, a memory stirred in the back of his mind.
The Tree of Might…
It wasn't nearly as powerful, but it was similar.Both absorbed life energy—but the Tree of Might devoured the essence of entire planets, while this one fed on the life force of beasts.
"If that's the case," he thought, heartbeat quickening, "then maybe this blood fruit can boost my strength too."
If so, he'd just stumbled onto a goldmine.
Still, he had to be careful.
As he neared the fruit, twin roars shook the air.A violent gust ripped through the clearing, forcing him to halt mid-flight.
"So they've finally noticed me, huh?" he murmured, eyes narrowing at the serpent and the beast.
His scouter blinked with fresh readings:
Giant Serpent: 390.Behemoth: 380.
Not even four hundred. Big and scary, sure—but nowhere near enough to threaten him.
The scene was nightmarish. A boy barely five years old, just over a meter tall, floating before monsters the size of buildings.
By all logic, Harry should have been terrified.But instead of fear, excitement burned in his chest.
Maybe it was that Saiyan blood—the instinct to fight, to challenge, to dominate.Or maybe it was the confidence that came with thirteen hundred power units surging through his veins.
Either way, he was ready.
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