Saiyan stowaways on the Ark

“Didn’t you say that someone who can drive around in a motorhome like this must be someone important, maybe even a newly rising family? Why don’t we take the car there and see what kind of background that person has?” Javi put away his communicator and explained, “Honestly, when will it ever end working under Boss Trin? Anyway, they don’t care about us, and it will take us a long time to make a name for ourselves. So let’s see if there’s a family that’s more worth staying with.”

"Ha, didn't you just think that guys who run around outside and have the leisure to pursue travel comforts are all pretentious rich people?"

Austa smiled, but did not yet offer any advice on Javi's suggestion.

“Well, maybe he’s even better than Boss Biting,” Javi commented without any hesitation. “I really can’t stand that guy’s arrogant and ugly face.”

“However, I thought you were planning to steal this car and run away.” Austa paused for a moment, then put down his work and continued, “But that’s not a safe idea either. You know, the gatekeeper will definitely make trouble for us driving the car over without permission. He really values ​​his chance to impress the family members… although others might not even give him a second glance.”

"Tch, who cares? If it were a luxury car or something, and only that well-dressed watchdog was allowed to drive it, and we oil-covered people weren't allowed to get in, then I would understand. Those big shots would complain about our smell and be afraid we'd make a mess. But this car is supposed to be a motorhome that other people are supposed to drive, right?"

While considering these ideas, Javier wasn't entirely oblivious. At least in this matter, according to his understanding, it didn't matter who drove, and he even thought that these auto mechanics might be more suitable to drive than the security guard.

"Anyway, the car owner is definitely sitting in the back and letting the driver drive in the front, so what's wrong with us coming?"

"Well, it's not really a big deal..."

Faced with Javi's explanation, Austa thought for a while and then stopped arguing. In his eyes, the RV had indeed become a "functional vehicle" rather than the important family vehicles that were cherished by families, so much so that outsiders were not allowed to easily enter the driver's seat.

"Okay, let's go to the hotel to deliver the car now. If we can't meet the owner, we'll just have to try our luck. If that doesn't work, you can ask at the front desk. I remember that girl was quite interested in you."

Seeing that his "strategist" had also nodded in agreement, Javi suddenly became interested. He tossed the car keys in his hand, took off his oil-stained work clothes, and then entered the driver's seat, calling Austa to come in with him.

"Don't talk nonsense, okay? Don't mistake someone's disdainful look for flirting with you."

After entering the spacious driver's seat, Austa grumbled as he looked at Javi behind the steering wheel and frowned.

"...Why does this car feel a little different from ordinary cars?"

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[Main Text] The Saiyans' Daily Life on Terra: Chapter Fifteen - A Chance Encounter

"Um..."

Javi didn't speed too much, after all, he knew at least that the car wasn't his own.

Another reason is that he paid more attention to the car than to the road conditions outside, so he subconsciously slowed down.

Having seen through Javi's thoughts, Austa proactively offered a reminder before Javi could take any action:

"No, Javi, I know you're curious about these buttons, but as long as you know which ones to operate, you can drive normally. Don't touch anything else. After all, this is a vehicle with more functions than just driving. If you touch it randomly, you might set the gas in the kitchen on fire."

“I understand the logic…” Jiawei nodded, but his eyes remained fixed on the dashboard inside the car.

"But no one would put the gas ignition button next to the engine ignition button, right? And look, this car key can be turned a little further in after you insert it. But what does this symbol mean? Why is there a symbol that looks like a strong wind? It can't be the air conditioner, can it?"

Aosta, while keeping an eye on the road conditions, also kept a close eye on Javi:

"I think... the best approach is to ignore what it is."

After all, Javi was a technician, and his interest in machinery was naturally far greater than that of the gatekeeper. Even if the latter also noticed the special features of the car, he would not try it out casually—or rather, he dared not try it.

But Jiawei was different. Having seen so many luxury cars that were no different from other cars except for their exterior and seat materials, he naturally became much more interested in this special RV.

“This vehicle is really easy to drive, with flexible steering and stable handling. Most importantly, you can hardly smell that faint stench of Originium volatilization. It makes me want to get one too.” Javi asked, “Hey, Austa, didn’t you say that there’s not much of a market for RVs? So, will they be cheap because they can’t be sold?”

“Theoretically, yes.” Faced with Javi’s simplistic statement, Austa paused for a moment, then continued, “In reality, it’s a different story. Since they can’t be sold, naturally no one is producing them. If you want to buy a motorhome now, you can probably only order one by order. As for the price… I estimate that even if you secretly sold the workshop without the boss’s knowledge, you might not be able to get one.”

"Tsk, it's about money again. If I had enough money, I'd build a bigger RV, big enough to carry more people who want to follow me, and then leave the city to make it the stronghold of the Javi family!"

Javi began to fantasize again about that distant future of his family.

"Isn't that just a small mobile plot of land or a landship..." Austa quickly retorted, pulling him back to reality.

"Oh right." Javi slapped his forehead. "Are the smaller mobile plots and landships cheap?"

A brief silence fell over the car before Austa rolled his eyes and retorted, "What do you think?"

If this continued, the conversation would drift further and further away, so Austa simply turned the focus back to the RV:

"But to be honest, apart from the accelerator, brake, and steering wheel, the other controls of this car are very simple. It seems to have been simplified as much as possible, which is quite user-friendly for mechanical novices."

"Hmm? Wait a minute, I think I should change my mind." Hearing Austa's assessment, Javi suddenly said, as if he had realized something, "Maybe the owner of this car isn't so bad after all?"

“What did you find?” Austa asked.

Javi explained with considerable confidence:

"See? He definitely didn't drive this car himself, right? There must have been a driver."

Austa nodded, but still didn't understand what Javi meant.

"The car is also specially made, but they made driving it very simple, which only benefits the driver, right? It could have been made with a normal panel, but it would definitely be more troublesome to use than this."

"You know what big family figures are like. They don't care how hard their assistants work or how troublesome their tasks are. They just need to give an order, and then they don't care about the difficulty of execution. After that, they still expect you to give them a satisfactory reward."

"This car is very easy to drive, which means that the owner must be a very caring person."

Although Javier's analysis was somewhat presumptuous, it was not without reason. As a result, Austa, who was also pondering the matter, did not directly judge whether it was right or wrong, but listened silently. At the same time, he felt that Javier was actually willing to use his brain honestly at times.

After all, based on current observations, whether or not it's just a way to win people over, someone who's willing to save his subordinates some trouble in the details is more or less more promising than the boss, Terlin, whom he's currently following.

"It's impossible that the driver is a mechanical idiot, so it was designed like this, right? It's definitely not because the driver is too stupid. If he were stupid enough to need such a simple panel to drive, how could he continue to work in the family? So it must be that the person who ordered the car wanted to save the driver some effort, right?"

Both Javy's reasoning and Austa's contemplation have consistently overlooked a premise that they believe is impossible.

The two subconsciously distinguished the car owner from the driver, thus never believing that the car owner's lack of mechanical expertise was the reason for the simple and easy-to-understand design.

They also interpreted this flawed thinking as a sign that "the family patriarch, as the car owner, would consider the needs of his driver."

This misunderstanding will be completely overturned after they meet Tomat.

—That's how it should be.

"Haha, look, there's a green caterpillar plushie hanging here. The car owner probably isn't so petty as to let the driver hang something so cute on the windshield." Jia Wei casually poked the slender green plushie hanging in front of the car; it had many stitching marks on it. "Maybe they're surprisingly easygoing!"

"What caterpillar? This is a Phidias's Beast Parent doll. Don't mistake Phidias's Beast Parent for an insect in the wild." After correcting him, Austa also leaned closer to take a look and said, "Oh no, it doesn't seem that similar. This one has claws. Is it Adakris's Beast Parent? But it seems a bit too long. It's also holding a yellow bead with stars in its hand. I don't think I've seen this kind of design before."

However, Austa did not object to the fact that he was easy to talk to.

Because this doll doesn't really look intimidating at all; it's a completely ugly-cute style decoration. Even if it's not your usual car, putting this in a conspicuous place in your car doesn't seem like the style of a family member who wants to establish authority with every move.

Perhaps meeting the car owner could really be a turning point for them.

At least that's what they secretly hoped for.

"Hmm? That car up ahead... looks familiar?"

As they were about to leave the area and head into the city, they spotted a familiar vehicle on a shortcut they were taking.

A black sedan belonging to a spoiled young master from a nearby family.

*The one I won in the claw machine with Froststar Siesta.

[Main Text] The Saiyans' Daily Life on Terra: Chapter Sixteen Two Great Strategists

It's not just the upper echelons of a family who are scheming and fighting for power; it's also common for countless low-level thugs to dislike each other in their various small cliques.

Such minor skirmishes, as long as they are kept within a certain range, will not attract much interference and are unlikely to escalate into large-scale armed conflicts between families.

Whether it's friction between small groups or unexpected situations caused by their unauthorized actions, they can handle it themselves—or rather, if they, as members of the lower class, have the audacity to ask their family members to clean up their messes after getting into trouble, it just means they think they've lived too long.

The thug who had been beaten to a pulp by Tomat earlier naturally understood this as well.

The burns on his palms wouldn't heal in such a short time; waves of burning pain continued to emanate from under the gauze. He was sitting in the car he had just retrieved, pondering what to do next.

The other party, however, is an unprecedented and noteworthy outsider. Perhaps a report from him could earn him a reward from the family members.

However, if that person really is someone important, reporting it yourself would be tantamount to directly exposing the fact that you attacked their vehicle without authorization and were then beaten to a pulp.

To put it another way, the other party might be more powerful than he imagined. Perhaps his boss would kill him on the spot to appease the other party and make them forget this minor unpleasantness...

Is it for the meager reward of reporting a suspicious sorcerer's entry? Or is it to pretend to know nothing and keep a distance from the matter?

He decisively chose the safer latter option.

What's more important than life? Even if someone is really dangerous, they won't be held responsible for what happens. If the big shots in the family suffer, it won't affect the little people like them.

Although he did rely on the appreciation of his family members to gain a higher status and better treatment, he—or rather, all the low-level thugs—did not actually care whether his family would suffer losses.

Just like their family doesn't care about them.

The thug hasn't received any notification from the city checkpoints, which means there's no work to be done robbing outsiders. In fact, such opportunities are rare, and encountering a tough nut to crack is even more unprecedented. So, having lost the chance to extort a large sum of money, he has no intention of deliberately looking for work with his family.

The brothers he had gathered by virtue of his prestige at the bottom had scattered and fled long ago after they woke up, and the few who had not left were sent away by him early on.

Instead of staying put in certain places to avoid being questioned about his hand injury, he idly drove with one hand through the city's outskirts, which were almost slums, subconsciously showing off the few assets he possessed as a low-level hoodlum.

The two cars met.

At a road corner with few pedestrians, Javi and Austa slowed down as they turned.

The sound of screeching brakes came from the other side of the road, and a vehicle that was quite familiar to them appeared in their field of vision.

"Isn't that Albert kid?"

"Never mind him, getting entangled with him will only lead to nothing good."

Javi and Austa reached a tacit agreement, and the former pressed the loud horn characteristic of large vehicles.

On the other hand, the thug called Albert maintained a slightly drooping jaw as he stared intently at Javi and Austa, who were in the higher driving position in the RV.

A thug seeking to avoid risk and a thug seeking opportunity and taking risks meet at this moment.

This was no chance encounter; the two groups had actually been at odds with each other for a long time.

Javi always looked down on Albert, who led a small group to rob travelers and bullied border residents, and often made fun of his cheap suit and secondhand black car.

Albert also dislikes Javi, who, despite being from the same family, looks down on his group and often picks fights with them.

Although the two groups' activity areas overlapped, they generally avoided encountering or directly clashing, maintaining a delicate balance. Javi and his group also felt that this time, they would, as usual, give each other a disdainful look before going their separate ways.

However, things didn't go as they expected.

"Why is that dog of a pliers, Javi, driving this car?"

"What happened to that strange sorcerer and the woman from before?"

"Isn't his workshop only for repairing family vehicles, and he's not the one who delivers cars?"

"Delivering a car for the family means coming into contact with family members. How could someone as far from cautious as him be allowed to do such a thing?"

Albert probably didn't have the courage to talk to Tomat anymore, but he still had enough backbone when facing Javi's gang.