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Chapter 88 Vegeta's Attack, the Slaughter of the Saibamen!

Thirty minutes earlier, while Carrot was confronting Zod and the others, several uninvited guests arrived at the Kent family's small farm.
Nearly 20 years later, a spaceship, falling like a meteor, crashed once again into this peaceful town.
"Boom!"

Huge plumes of dust billowed across the golden wheat fields, startling farmers near haystacks who hurriedly hid their families inside their houses.

He mustered his courage, grabbed a hunting rifle, and quietly peered over.

Upon reaching the wheat field, the farmer's face immediately revealed a look of heartache and indignation, and his eyes gradually reddened.

All they could see was a raging fire, and their entire year's harvest had vanished into thin air.

The wheat fields that were once diligently cultivated are now just a deep, dark crater, a sign that the town is about to face a devastating natural disaster.

The doors to the three cabins slowly opened.

Raditz, who was the first to step out and scout ahead, immediately noticed the farmer with the shotgun. He quickly pressed the detector, and when he saw the number 5 displayed, he gave it a cold, dismissive look.
"Tch, trash with a combat power of only 5."

As soon as he finished speaking, Naba came out of the cabin, looking impatient.

It must be said that for someone of his enormous size, being cramped in a small single cabin must have been an unimaginable ordeal.

As he looked around, Naba stretched his limbs and muttered to himself:
"What's going on? There are still living life forms on this planet?"

"Didn't that kid Kakarot kill them all?"

Vegeta lowered his head coldly: "Hmph, it seems that bastard has forgotten the mission that Planet Vegeta gave him."

"It's really unpleasant."

Vegeta glanced at the surrounding rice paddies: "A group of agricultural people. Just lambs to the slaughter."

"I never expected that Kakarot would get along so well with them. He's completely lost his Saiyan nature."

"Hey, you lot! Did you ruin my wheat field?!"

Just then, the farmer with the hunting rifle mustered his courage and shouted at Vegeta and the other two, but all he got in return was a nonchalant shove from Raditz.

"Snapped!"

The next second, his head exploded, and a mass of flesh and blood stained the yellow soil red. This man, who had farmed all his life, turned his own life into fertilizer.

Nappa's expression remained unchanged. Seeing this, Vegeta grabbed a handful of soil from the ground, squeezed it, and a wicked smile appeared on his face.

"This is very good soil, perfect for planting and cultivation."

"Although Kakarot is a disgrace to the fighting nation, let's finish up his mission for the sake of our compatriots."

"Hehehe, that's right, Vegeta."

Upon hearing this, a chillingly sinister smile crept onto Naba's lips. He understood immediately, took out the beans from the planter, and buried them in the soil.

Before long, small, green monsters burst from the ground, their terrifying laughter like that of little devils from hell, spreading throughout the entire town in an instant.

"Eeya eeya hehehehehe!"

"Eee-ee-ee-ya! Hahahaha!"

"By the way, why did we come here, Vegeta?"

Watching the cultivator's departing figure, Raditz asked a question in confusion.

Vegeta crossed his arms and coldly replied, "Hmph, that Zod guy actually went to such lengths for a low-ranking warrior."

"This means that Kakarot must have something he wants, but once he gets it, will he still cooperate with us?"

"But it doesn't matter, let's just have some fun and go meet Kakarot."

Before long, the sounds of battle filled the sky with a blood-red hue as three Saiyans slowly walked toward Kent's farm.

Meanwhile, the Kents were watching the live broadcast of the alien negotiations on a television channel.

The two held each other tightly, their eyes filled with complex emotions. They had known for a long time that this day would come, but they hadn't expected it to arrive so soon.

No matter how carefully they tried to hide the truth, external forces would eventually shatter the peaceful times they had worked so hard to repair in an instant. When the Kents saw their son on television, their hearts clenched.

The terrifying destructive power generated when the two sides went to war also made them worry about their son.

“No, Jonathan, they will take Clark away.”

Martha's eyes welled up with tears. She suppressed the collapse in her heart and gripped her husband's clothes tightly.

Jonathan held her in his arms, his firm tone filled with trust in Clark, comforting his wife:

“Don’t cry, Martha, you’ve forgotten, your son said he won’t leave, he’s right here with us.”

"It's all your fault. You taught him to be a good boy from a young age and never let him fight."

"What if they kill him?"

Upon hearing this, Jonathan looked at Martha's resentful gaze and sighed helplessly.
“You’re wronging me. You have to know that I’ve been unable to control Clark ever since he went through his rebellious phase, and he’s been rebellious ever since we adopted him.”

Jonathan chuckled, then pulled his wife into a tight embrace, a wistful look of nostalgia in his eyes, and smiled contentedly:
"Actually, this kid has been secretly practicing martial arts all along."

"Although I've always forbidden him from fighting, I've always known in my heart that my son is the best in the world!"

As he said this, Jonathan's eyes shone with a radiant pride and self-satisfaction.

He always believed that his son was the strongest person in the world.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Just then, a towering flame, like the storm that swept through the town five years ago, engulfed the entire town in an instant.

The deafening explosion roared like thunder.

"what happened?"

Hearing the commotion outside, Martha and Jonathan ran out in a panic.

A fighter jet shaped like a bat flew low over the town, firing several missiles that struck a group of green figures wreaking havoc.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Eeya ya! Hee hee hee!!"

A group of monsters who look like children, carrying the purest evil, mercilessly slaughter the town's residents.

Cruel, violent, playful, and carefree, they were like natural-born killing machines, brutally slaughtering the entire town.

In the blink of an eye, this remote town was transformed into a post-apocalyptic ruin.

"what happened?"

"Bang bang bang!"

"What happened?"

"Boom!!"

"Monster! It's a monster! Help! There's a monster! Children, run!!"

Screams, wails, despair, death.

This is not a battle or slaughter, but more like a playful chase disguised as a game.

All those who are still alive at this moment, and who can still groan in pain, are only doing so because of the children's deliberate teasing and playing.

"Bang bang bang!!"

Just then, a human head with its skull protruding from the roof beams of the Kent's yard suddenly sprang out, startling Martha. Its bloodshot eyes flashed as it extended its claws towards the Kents.
"Hahahaha!!"

(End of this chapter)