Saiyan stowaways on the Ark

Such disasters should be ubiquitous on the planet, unpredictable but not impossible to foresee. Therefore, in order to reduce the losses from the relocation of large settlements, it is advisable to invest a large amount of manpower and resources at once to transform them into mobile cities to ensure safety and stability.

If this disaster may have started suddenly at some point in time, or if it has existed since ancient times, it is unlikely that the original inhabitants here would have built such a huge city-state; living underground would have been more probable.

Of course, even with thorough preparation, sometimes it's impossible to escape the risk of destruction, just like the city he's in now, which is practically like him, who prepared a spaceship but was still caught in the planet's explosion.

"The idea is simple and crude, but it has the ability to be put into practice. The level of civilization and technology here should not be too bad. But why were the weapons that the people before us were carrying all cold weapons?"

The technology is advanced, but the tools are ancient.

Having witnessed numerous civilizations and then "demolished" them according to work instructions, Tomat also had some thoughts on this issue, such as "sudden, widespread disasters catching people off guard and causing a break in the continuity of civilization."

—But these are not things that Tomat needs to consider, because he is not here to do demolition. His immediate priority is to figure out some more practical things.

For example, find a safe place to wait for Uncle ACE to wake up and let him tell you what you want to know.

Flying towards the edge of the mobile city-state with his spaceship, Tomat found the city to be more chaotic than he had imagined. Crowds were everywhere looting, arson, and vandalism. A group of people dressed in uniforms, all with animalistic features, were fighting against another group of people dressed similarly but wearing masks in the streets and alleys. Ordinary people, screaming and crying, ran around amidst the chaos, occasionally being grabbed and beaten by either side.

"Take advantage of the chaos to stage a riot?"

At the same time, he realized that the clothes of ACE, whom he had saved, were different from those of anyone else he had seen here, and that he might belong to another organization called "Rhodes Island" as written on his identity tag. If it weren't for the fact that the few communicator-like things on ACE seemed to have been damaged because of his earlier battle, Tomat would have planned to contact the other side directly.

As they pondered, they sped through the city. Even when people passing through the ruins noticed something flying overhead, no one paid much attention. Instead, they focused on what was happening in front of them—fighting, killing, looting, and fleeing.

They arrived at the edge of the mobile city-state, where a cliff-like drop appeared before them. At the same time, because they were far away from the natural disaster clouds, they did not see the chaos and ruin of the city center.

"boom!!!"

But at that moment, the roar of an explosion and the billowing smoke suddenly occurred on the spot.

The detector beeped, quickly helping Tomat pinpoint his exact location: a nearby alleyway where two opposing forces, far more powerful than the rioters he had encountered before, were clashing.

Normally, Tomat wouldn't care about battles that don't require his involvement, but when he saw the clothing of one of the parties involved in the conflict, he immediately changed direction and headed straight for the battlefield with his spaceship.

Because the style of clothing worn by one of them was extremely similar to that of the unconscious ACE.

Similarly, before he even entered the battlefield, both sides had already seen this strangely dressed man dragging a huge sphere heading straight for them from the sky.

The other side fighting Rhodes Island were the masked rioters they had seen before. However, among their ranks was a woman whose style of dress was distinctly different from the others. A pair of long, bright red horns hung down on either side of her head, framing her silver-gray hair, while another pair of long, reddish-black hair, resembling tentacles, extended straight down her forehead. Her neat clothing was spotless, and her short skirt, incongruous with the battlefield, danced in the heat of the explosions. Two guns hung on her body, one in front and one behind, giving no indication that she intended to use them in combat.

Most people looked puzzled, but she showed an interested expression. She stopped the masked rioter who was about to raise his hand to use the crossbow, signaling him not to attack.

The Rhodes Island team also took precautions, demonstrating through their actions that "the newcomers are not from their side."

One of the girls, who appeared to be young but wore a large Rhodes Island-style coat with brown hair and bunny ears, was different from the others around her. Her attention seemed to be focused on Tomat's spaceship.

She covered her mouth with her hands, adorned with ten black rings, as if she couldn't believe what she was seeing.

However, Tomat did not land directly in the center of the battlefield, but instead, in full view of everyone, stopped on the roof of a relatively intact building next to it.

"You can continue, just pretend I don't exist."

[Main Text] Saiyans, reporting for duty!: Chapter Two: Let's go back together!

The masked rioters were led by the horned woman, while the Rhodes Island side was centered around one person—a person whose clothing was more concealed than the others, completely covered by a trench coat-like outfit, as if their vision had been blocked.

The former's formation was clearly aimed at the person in the latter who was surrounded and protected.

The two sides had indeed engaged in a fierce battle before this, which ended in a bizarre truce.

"This Sarkaz mercenary who calls himself W just told us to leave, right? He even said it was Talulah's order. But who is this guy who's showing up now?"

On the Rhodes Island side, a tall woman clad in tattered silver-white armor gripped a blood-stained mace tightly, wary of W, who had launched a surprise attack when they escaped the city, while also keeping a close watch on Tomat, who had entered the battlefield in an unexpected manner.

"The Reunion Movement is ultimately a ruthless terrorist organization; we shouldn't expect them to be knights who keep their word." The beast-eared woman wielding a long whip and her entourage formed a tight defensive formation, firmly shielding the heavily armed man behind them. "They might be their reinforcements... but this Sarkaz clearly has spare capacity; there's no need for them to deliberately delay and wait for reinforcements."

"I know what you're thinking, but unfortunately, I don't know who he is either." The woman called W didn't react much to the Rhodes Island personnel's questions, but instead asked with interest, "And judging from your reactions, you don't know who this guy is either?"

The woman named W is a mercenary captain active on the battlefield. Her intuition from years of combat tells her immediately that Tomat also carries the aura of a "mercenary".

She was very young, but she didn't have the immaturity that comes with her age. Even though she was just standing there, her posture showed that she had been tempered by battle. Her armor was obviously a mass-produced product without much personalization. However, she couldn't recall any mercenary organization that provided similar armor.

In addition, there was that "Originium Arts"—no, she couldn't confirm whether it was Originium Arts, because she only became aware of Tomat's presence after witnessing him with her own eyes, rather than sensing the fluctuations emitted when the art was being used.

"Hey." She looked up and called out in Tomat's direction.

But W was not a reckless person. Even if she didn't know who the other party was, she wouldn't rashly show obvious wariness or hostility.

Only after ensuring that you can retreat unscathed even if you expose hostility should you consider doing something that might provoke an attack from the other party.

Just as she was about to speak, the bunny-eared girl from Rhodes Island also exclaimed in surprise:

"Excuse me... what's inside that sphere...?"

Their shouts mingled together, causing them to glance at each other before looking towards Tomat's direction.

"You've already finished fighting?"

Both sides asked questions at the same time, and Tomat simply turned the tables and asked them the same questions back, then lifted the small boat and jumped off the building.

“Yeah, we were just about to retreat when you showed up. So, which mercenary organization are you from?” W watched as the other person cracked the floor the moment they touched it, yet still replied with nonchalance, “I had no idea Terra had mercenary organizations dressed like that.”

"Mercenaries? You could call them mercenaries, but they're more like employees, and they aren't anymore." Tomat didn't look at W, instead glancing at the young bunny girl on the other side with an expression that could be described as rude and contemptuous. "So this place is called Terra. Thanks."

Tomat's words only made those present suspicious—who would appreciate such common sense?

Obviously, W would see this as mockery and a perfunctory response, and wouldn't even consider the far-fetched possibility that "the other party is an alien."

Although she needed to let the Rhodes Island people go, W felt it necessary to put this unidentified intruder through some "explosive" testing.

W leans slightly forward, hands behind its back, a conflicted smile on its face like a shy young girl making an unwanted request. Its eyes are wide, the corners of its mouth are upturned, and its long, thin tail is wagging, like a little devil in the ruins.

"So, may I ask what this young man's name is?"

"Tomat".

Thomas, who hadn't seen W make that gesture, didn't react in any other way. He simply told the other person his name, then continued to carry the airship with one hand as he headed towards Rhodes Island.

“Okay.” W smiled and narrowed his eyes, while his hands behind his back pressed the switch of the remote detonator. “I’ll remember this before you turn to ashes.”

W, who excels at ambush warfare, made ample preparations before engaging Rhodes Island, including planting explosives nearby. Even after the battle ended, she was still able to continue using these weapons.

Concentrating firepower on Tomat alone without harming the Rhodes Island members is a trivial tactic.

"Click".

The button was pressed, and Tomat's next footstep made a similar sound the instant his foot touched the pedal.

The remote-controlled Originium explosives and the Originium booby traps hidden deep underground were triggered simultaneously.

—And then nothing happened.

The only change was that an explosion suddenly occurred not far from the location, and a small crater appeared under Tomat's feet. The thing that should have been inside, which W expected to blow Tomat away, was nowhere to be seen.

Of course, W observed more than just these things; she also noticed that Thomas's landing motion had turned into a kicking motion—

At the moment of detonation, he kicked the explosives and the floor together, sending them flying far away.

is it possible?

Did you just say something?

A chill ran down W's spine—W considered all the possible defensive or evasive actions the other party might take.

However, they never considered such an unrealistic solution.

"Your ambush was countered by an unexpected counterattack"—this is the last thing a mercenary should encounter on the battlefield, because in a battlefield where lives are fought over, such a mistake is synonymous with death.

When W met the gaze of the person who turned around, she realized that she was not prepared for such an unexpected turn of events.

Her hand instantly landed on the gun that she hadn't used throughout the entire battle.

"Doctor! Miss Nearl, Miss Dobermann, look, that's Mr. A...ACE!"

What pulled W out of her do-or-die mentality was the rabbit-eared girl's shout—because Tomat also stopped making eye contact with her after hearing it.

"Amiya, what are you saying... Wait, the ACE is really inside that ball!"

As they drew closer, the girl called Amiya pointed to ACE, who was wearing a life support device, behind the semi-transparent porthole, while the people next to her also showed expressions of surprise.

Of course, the person who was wrapped up so tightly still couldn't reveal their expression.

"He really is one of yours. But he's seriously injured and resting inside. It's best not to disturb him."

Although W didn't show any panic, she was still shaken and began doing what she should have done long ago when Tommat turned his back—retreating and leaving, "letting Rhodes Island go" as planned. However, at this point, she didn't know who had let whom go.

Seeing Reunion and W leave, Rhodes Island, which had been wary due to its unclear identity of Tomat, relaxed its guard.

The group of people in the lead approached Tomat, and he put down the airship, letting them surround him.

"Mr. ACE's arm...!!" The woman in knight's armor, Lin Guang, looked at the empty sleeve of ACE's arm, pressed her hand against the porthole, and then stopped expressing her pain with words, simply turning her head away silently.

“That’s how it was when I found him,” Tomat explained simply, omitting much that required further explanation. “And he was the only one I found.”

Upon hearing the news, the Rhodes Island crew members displayed complex expressions, seemingly grieving the loss of their comrades as well as the joy of finding survivors.

And thanks to their current mixed feelings, no one is going to pursue Tomat's vague explanations any further.

"So... Talulah failed to kill Ace, and you just happened to be passing by and saved him?" The woman named Dobermann asked Tomat in a serious tone, her long whip never lowered. "But I still have some..."

"Thank you so much for saving our companion!"

Amiya interrupted Dobermann's next question, bowing deeply to Tomat. Nearl patted Dobermann on the shoulder and said, "The medics present don't seem capable of directly treating ACE's injuries. Until then, let him continue here..."

“Spaceship, single-person boat, small boat, whatever you call it,” Tomat explained, then waved his hand and said, “No problem, you can rest until you regain consciousness.”

“The subsequent surgery will be performed on the Rhodes Island main ship, which means we'll have to bring this back with us…” Amiya looked troubled. “We don’t have the right to forcibly requisition it, so…”

Let's go back together.

The person, who was dressed in a very conservative manner and had remained silent until now, finally spoke in a voice whose age and gender were difficult to discern, but whose content was still clearly audible.

This person was referred to as "Doctor" by them.

[Main Text] Saiyans, reporting for duty!: Chapter Three: The Pharmaceutical Company

Perhaps they were still keeping the truth from Tomat, this unknown outsider, but the people from Rhodes Island had told them the whole story of how they got here. However, this explanation was mainly given by Amiya, a young girl, which made him wonder why this organization actually employed child laborers, and why this child laborer had even become a leader-like figure.

"You were planning to rescue your comrades, but you were attacked by that organization you met before, what's it called, the Reunion Movement?" Tomat repeated.

"Yes, but it's quite surprising that some people don't know about the Reunion Movement."

A small convoy of vehicles resembling box-type troop carriers sped along the deserted road. The entire Rhodes Island crew had already moved inside and were rapidly heading towards their destination—the Rhodes Island flagship.

According to them, they needed to rush back to prepare, which included not only further treatment of ACE, but more importantly, getting the person known as the Doctor to take command of their organization as soon as possible.