Chapter 287: The Gap Between Reality!
Cough cough~
"Let me introduce myself. I am Vegeta, son of the former King Vegeta of Planet Vegeta. I wonder if you still remember me."
"Planet Vegeta was ultimately destroyed by that despicable Frieza. To seek revenge, the king summoned all the surviving Saiyans to form this mighty team. Over the years, we've worked tirelessly to improve our combat strength."
"Now, upon learning that there are more Saiyans here on this distant Earth, we've come to recruit you all to join us and seek vengeance together!"
"When the time comes, we'll rebuild our home together!!"
Vegeta spoke with great conviction, and the Saiyans behind him were visibly stirred. After all, this had been their goal for so long.
However...
They failed to notice the strange expressions on Karl and the others standing before them.
Setting aside the matter of avenging themselves against Frieza, did they seriously think they could achieve that with this ragtag group of weaklings?
What a joke!
Even the Frieza of the past wasn't someone they could easily deal with, let alone after the Tournament of Power. Who knew how terrifying Frieza had become by now?
Revenge?
More like delivering themselves to their deaths.
Furthermore, Earth had essentially become the Saiyans' new home. Not to mention, many of them had been prisoners on Planet Vegeta, treated as outcasts. They had no real sense of belonging to their old home.
As for rebuilding their home? That was pure nonsense.
Because of this...
No matter how passionately Vegeta spoke, everyone remained indifferent.
As Vegeta continued, he finally noticed something was off—especially the peculiar expressions on the faces of the group before him. Why did it seem like they were trying not to laugh?
"Don't you want revenge?" Vegeta asked Karl and the others in a serious tone.
Karl waved his hand dismissively. "No, we don't."
Vegeta: "???"
"We were once prisoners of the Saiyans, locked away in a dark, sunless dungeon. If not for a twist of fate, we might have been destroyed along with the rest of Planet Vegeta."
"Revenge? On whom, exactly?"
"Should we seek revenge on your father, the former King Vegeta?"
Karl looked at Vegeta with a smirk.
Vegeta was momentarily stunned, and the Saiyans behind him were equally dumbfounded.
What the hell!
Was it really that bad?
If they were to seek revenge...
All the Saiyans couldn't help but look at Vegeta. After all, these former prisoners had every reason to direct their anger at King Vegeta. And as the saying goes, the son pays for the father's sins...
At this moment, no one said a word.
The atmosphere grew awkward.
Greta nearly burst out laughing. The expressions of the Saiyans opposite them, combined with Vegeta's face, were simply too comical.
Although they had been prisoners and endured mistreatment, they had long since moved past it. After all, they now had better lives.
Naturally, they didn't care anymore...
But the others didn't know that!
Cough cough~ Vegeta cleared his throat to mask his embarrassment and quickly said, "I deeply apologize for that. After all, I was just a child back then and had no control over my father's actions."
"However... Frieza's harm to the Saiyans was real. Even now, the Saiyan race remains oppressed. Don't you want to see the glory of the Saiyans rise again and spread across the universe?"
"No," Greta said coldly, suppressing a smirk.
"Earth is our home now. Besides, let's be honest—based on your group's strength, forget about taking revenge on Frieza. Any random subordinate of his could annihilate you all."
Greta didn't want to be harsh, but he also didn't want the Saiyans to make foolish decisions.
Hearing this, Vegeta was stunned. He never expected these seemingly weak Saiyans to say something so demoralizing.
Wasn't this giving Frieza's side more credit while underestimating their own?
They were Saiyans, a proud warrior race, after all.
"You..."
"Don't be in denial. Frieza is no longer who he used to be. If you're still thinking of him as the same being who destroyed planets in the past, you're gravely mistaken."
"The Frieza of today could crush his former self with a single hand!"
Greta's words shocked everyone present. After all, the oppressive power of Frieza had always loomed over them.
Moreover...
Vegeta had always told the Saiyans that Frieza's power level was in the billions.
But hearing this now...
Good grief!!
The current Frieza could easily crush a being with billions of power level?
What kind of monster was this?
"Are you... joking with me?" Vegeta's face darkened, refusing to believe it.
Greta shrugged. "Believe it or not, it's up to you. But as fellow Saiyans, I naturally don't want to see you throwing your lives away."
"How about this..."
"We'll send someone from our side. If you can defeat them, I'll tell you everything I know about Frieza."
"Deal?"
Vegeta hesitated for a moment. He hadn't come here just to recruit Saiyans but also to gather more information about Frieza.
This proposal suited his needs.
Yet, he couldn't shake the feeling that something was off.
Was he overthinking it?
Vegeta shook his head, brushing aside his doubts.
"Fine!"
"Let's each send someone to the ring for a match!"
As soon as Vegeta finished speaking, Raditz stepped forward.
"Vegeta, let me handle this!"
Vegeta looked at Raditz, slightly puzzled. After all, Raditz was one of the strongest in their group. Was he playing his trump card right away?
Raditz, however, kept his eyes fixed on Goku, never looking away. From the moment he arrived on Earth, especially upon seeing Goku, memories he had long buried began to resurface.
This was why he stepped forward.
"Kakarot, come out!"
"Don't hide behind the others. Stand tall and face me like a true Saiyan!"
Raditz pointed at Goku, his tone commanding. Everyone present was momentarily stunned.
Could it be...
Was Goku's original name Kakarot?
Goku was equally surprised. After all, he had long lost his memory and retained no recollection of his past. His memories were tied to his life on Earth.
And now...
This guy seemed to know him?
"What are you talking about? My name is Son Goku, not Kakarot. You must have the wrong person!"