Dragon Ball: My power level has been maxed out!

"I...I didn't mean that." Sabo slowly shook his head, his body still trembling.

"Given my esteemed status," Solo said coldly, his chin held high, "that I should personally seek Frieza's help for treatment?"

Sabo: "..."

Sabo silently complained to himself, a twitch at the corner of his mouth.

You're a Saiyan, and you think you're so noble?

They really know how to pat themselves on the back.

"Alright then," Solo commanded Sabo, pointing into the distance, "Summon Frieza to see me!"

"Yes...yes!" Sabo was overjoyed, his eyes lit up, and he nodded repeatedly in agreement, raising his voice.

I'll be safe as long as I can get back to Lord Frieza.

Get away from this demon as soon as possible.

"Take Vegeta to get treatment!" Solo pointed at Vegeta lying on the ground and ordered Zarbon, gesturing with his chin towards Vegeta.

"Yes, sir!" Sabo obediently replied, getting up from the ground and brushing the dirt off his clothes. He bent down, hoisted Vegeta onto his shoulder, and was overjoyed.

Vegeta: "..."

Upon hearing Soro's words, Vegeta was struck dumb, his face turning extremely pale, then ashen, and then pale again.

You made Frieza come to see you in person... I can tolerate that.

Now you want Sabo to take me to Frieza for treatment?

Vegeta clenched his fists, his nails digging into his palms.

I'm sure they'll beat me to death!

Solo, you jerk.

"I...I'm not going!" Vegeta gritted his teeth, his body trembling, and his voice squeezed out from between his teeth.

"What did you say?" Zoro was displeased, narrowing his eyes with a dangerous glint in them. "Vegeta, I'll give you a chance to say it again!"

He paused, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"Flash!"

Upon hearing the words "Flash Technique," Vegeta instinctively closed his eyes, his eyelids snapping shut, his face instantly turning deathly pale, and his lips trembling.

"I'll go! I'll go!" Vegeta hurriedly changed his words, his voice urgent and flustered, his hands waving wildly in front of him.

Sabo, carrying Vegeta, rolled his eyes, his gaze sweeping back and forth between Soro and Vegeta twice.

Sabo was momentarily stunned, and his brows furrowed slightly.

What does Flash of Light mean?

Why is he so afraid of those three words?

Sabo's Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed the question back down.

"Go and heal properly." Soro stepped forward, squatted down, and patted Vegeta's cheek twice, making a crisp sound. "Once you're healed, remember to come see me as soon as possible. Understand?"

"I know...yes!" Vegeta was about to say he knew, but then he suddenly remembered the instructions Solo had given him. His tongue trembled, and he quickly changed his words, squeezing the voice out from between his teeth.

"Go, go." Solo waved to Sabo, making two hand gestures in front of him.

"Yes!" Sabo obediently replied, his feet leaving the ground and his body launching into the sky.

He carried Vegeta on his shoulder, the body heavy on his back, and swayed as he flew towards Frieza's spaceship.

Solo stood there, watching their figures grow smaller and smaller.

Then, he bent down and picked up the orange-yellow dragon ball from the ground.

He wiped the dirt off the Dragon Ball with his palm and then held it in his arms.

Solo lifted off the ground and soared into the air, flying straight towards the location of Sun Wukong and the others.

Its figure left a trail of light in the sky, growing farther and farther away.

……

Frieza's spaceship.

At this moment, the spaceship was docked on a relatively spacious island.

The silvery-white metal hull gleamed coldly under the light of the three suns. The spaceship's hatch was tightly closed, and the surrounding blue lawns were blown about by the air currents.

Frieza got up from the stroller and her body floated in mid-air.

He floated to the spaceship's main control panel, put his hands behind his back, and gazed at the sky through the transparent glass window, lost in thought.

His gaze was empty and deep, and it was impossible to tell what he was thinking.

"Lord Frieza! I've found the village!"

Just then, a voice came from the direction of the hatch, urgent and excited.

A younger brother named Apru strode in, his footsteps thumping on the metal floor.

He was short and stout, with grayish-green skin and two short horns on his head. He was the only surviving member of his underlings.

"However," Apru answered truthfully, his smile fading, "everyone in this village has moved away. I looked for the Dragon Balls, but they're gone!"

"What?" Frieza frowned deeply, his lips slightly downturned.

"Lord Frieza, I'm back!"

At that moment, Sabo's voice suddenly rang out, coming from the direction of the hatch.

"Come in!" Frieza replied, her voice not loud, but each word clear.

Sabo dragged his tired body in from outside.

His armor was covered in mud and blood, and his steps were heavy, as if he were walking on cotton.

With Vegeta slung over his shoulder like a sack of cargo, Vegeta's head hung low and his hands limply at his sides.

"Vegeta?" Frieza was slightly taken aback, raising an eyebrow.

He gave Sabo a deep look, his gaze sweeping over Sabo from head to toe.

"Zabo, did you injure Vegeta like this?"

"Lord Frieza," Zarbon clenched his fists, his eyes filled with resentment, "it wasn't Vegeta who injured me. It was a low-ranking Saiyan warrior, I think his name was Zoro. I was no match for him at all; he just struck from a distance..."

"We'll talk about that low-ranking Saiyan warrior later." Frieza was clearly not very interested in Zoro's affairs; he had only asked casually earlier.

Vegeta opened his mouth, wanting to stubbornly hum, but he was too badly injured, and his head lolled to the side as he fainted on the spot.

"Lord Frieza, he's already passed out!" Sabo said hurriedly.

At this point, Sabo's lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to immediately tell people about the Dragon Balls.

The Dragon Ball is in the hands of that Saiyan named Zoro.

However, Sabo thought about it again and his eyes darted around.

If I were to mention the Dragon Balls now, Lord Frieza might order me to go find them immediately.

Wouldn't I just be throwing my life away if I went?

Moreover, I am currently seriously injured.

My chest was still throbbing, and my head was spinning, like it was stuffed with cotton.

"Take him to treatment immediately!" Frieza ordered, gesturing with her chin towards the treatment room.

"Yes...I..." Sabo hurriedly replied, bowing slightly. "Lord Frieza, I am also seriously injured, and I feel dizzy."