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Raditz readily agreed to Bardock's final request.
Frankly speaking, having never been beaten, faced setbacks, or undergone harsh trials, Raditz, with his straightforward nature and unwavering confidence in everything, had no idea what he would face in the future.
At this moment, he believed himself to be all-powerful, determined to become the pillar of the family, and thus took on the responsibility willingly.
Bardock was very satisfied with his performance, but he didn't push too hard.
As long as Raditz was the way he wanted to see him now, the future could only be left to the future.
Having experienced countless ups and downs in his life, Bardock knew that people change.
To be honest, if Bardock knew how the future would unfold, he would be deeply moved, because everything would go exactly as he imagined.
No!
It would be even more brutal than he imagined.
...
Time passed unnoticed, and it was already afternoon.
Because they had purchased a lot of supplies in Royal City, they had spent a considerable amount of time.
During this period, Bardock also met his team members.
Although they didn't know when the next mission would be or which planet they would go to, they had long been accustomed to following Bardock's lead.
So, they had already started preparing the necessary items for the next mission just a day after returning.
Bardock and Raditz returned home.
Talot and Selari had also returned home by then.
After explaining their training progress to Bardock, he was shocked by the talent displayed by Talot and Selari.
At the same time, this made Raditz, who hadn't yet started formal training, feel a bit discouraged, and he immediately ran off to train on his own.
"Good job, but the basics I taught you still need time to solidify! Don't become overly arrogant just because you think you've mastered them," Bardock warned, to prevent Talot and Selari from developing a sense of self-importance.
They would eventually go to battle, and excessive arrogance could make them lose their way, thinking they were great when in fact they were nothing.
"Don't worry, Uncle Bardock."
"Understood, I'll work even harder, Uncle Bardock."
Talot and Selari nodded in unison.
Satisfied with their response, Bardock then began to outline the upcoming plans.
For the next seven days, from morning until night, he would use all his time to teach them how to become stronger, even using practical combat to teach them how to truly fight.
It wasn't just Selari, but Talot was also looking forward to it.
After all, in terms of strength, even if Bardock wasn't the strongest Saiyan currently, he was certainly at the top.
Fighting with someone who had over ten thousand battle points, the outcome was predictable.
However, there was no doubt that practical combat would bring them greater improvement.
With the training arrangements settled, Talot didn't hesitate to ask Bardock about his encounter at the palace, even with Selari present.
Since Selari had already been included in this small group, and they would be spending most of their time together over the next few days, there was no need to hide anything.
Moreover, even if Selari knew some things, it wouldn't matter.
The things Bardock and he discussed were not particularly confidential.
If it were truly confidential, Bardock wouldn't have told Talot, just as he had concealed the biggest change during his mission on Cyril Planet—the conspiracy of Frieza's attack on the Saiyans.
"So, Raditz and Prince Vegeta's mission to Lump Planet is set for seven days from now, and you, Uncle Bardock, will be heading to Canasa Planet ten days from now?"
"Talot couldn't help but speak up.
The progress was too fast, and if it weren't for the worst-case scenarios he had already considered over the past couple of days, he would have felt anxious.
"So, are you a bit regretful now, little Talot?" Bardock chuckled as he looked at Talot.
In response, Talot shook his head vigorously and laughed awkwardly, "Once I've made a decision, I won't regret it. But there are just too many things to consider. If I were to invade a medium-sized planet alone, it wouldn't be easy, even though it seems manageable."
"What are you thinking about now? Spill it out." Bardock could easily tell what Talot was implying.
Don't be fooled by the Saiyan warriors, who appear to be all brawn and no brains.
In reality, that's not the case. Many Saiyans are highly intelligent.
It's just that, for them, if something can be resolved with strength, there's no need to overthink it.
Hearing this, Talot laughed genuinely, "You really are Uncle Bardock. I didn't say anything, and you already know what's on my mind."
Bardock shook his head helplessly. Even though they hadn't seen each other for more than half a year, he knew Talot's personality well.
Selari, standing nearby, was trembling inside. Her little mind only had two words: Expedition!
Everyone was going on the expedition, and although she, as a Low-Class Warrior, was old enough at five to join the main force on missions, she had no say in her future.
The proud and self-respecting little girl unconsciously lowered her head, clenching her fists tightly.
Talot, who was right next to Selari, noticed her unusual behavior at once.
He sighed inwardly and then spoke to Bardock, "Uncle Bardock, I know you've already made arrangements for me, but I want to take two people with me on the expedition. Do you think that's okay?"
This was a probing question, and also an opportunity to ask Bardock about his true plans.
Selari, upon hearing this, looked up at Talot with a questioning gaze, wondering if he was going to take her along.
"You want to take Selari, right? As an Elite Warrior, you indeed have three slots. As long as the person is a Low-Class Warrior and agrees to join your team, they can come along!
"However, remember this: according to Merit Points, conquering a medium-sized planet yields only 10,000 to 100,000 points. If you choose to bring subordinates, you'll have to pay at least 10% of the Merit Points per person!
"Moreover, if a Low-Class Warrior dies in your team, you'll lose double the Merit Points."
Bardock's response confirmed Talot's intentions even more.
"That's fine. I don't really care about the Merit Points. Besides, if I don't take Selari with me, she won't be willing to do logistics work, and joining another team could very well get her killed," Talot said with a smile.
What seemed like a casual statement to Talot was seen as a remarkable act by Bardock.
Merit Points are a symbol of honor for Saiyans and also a necessary currency for survival!
Clearly, in Talot's mind, people were more important than Merit Points!
"You little rascal! If that's the case, I can't say much. In the next few days, I'll take you to fill out the application forms. I'll also lend you some Merit Points to buy a Medium Spaceship. Remember to pay me back double when you return after completing your mission," Bardock laughed.
"Double? Uncle Bardock, that's a bit too much," Talot said, torn between laughing and crying.
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