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Ten thousand power level.
In the entire history of the Saiyan race, how many beings have ever had a power level exceeding ten thousand?
Even among the elite of the elites, even King Vegeta himself, how much power level could they have?!
Compared to that, Vegeta was 8,000 power levels behind! He was unwilling to accept it and felt indignant on behalf of his son!
Therefore, he decisively exiled the boy to a desolate planet in the most cruel way, leaving him to fend for himself.
"Super Saiyan... Super Saiyan!!! Even if the legend is true, it should be me and Vegeta, who have royal blood!" King Vegeta stood up, his aura bursting forth, shaking everything in the great hall.
In his view, it would be best if that child and the traitor Paragus were both dead.
At least, according to the intelligence he currently had, there was no possibility that Paragus and Broly could have survived.
The great hall fell silent once again, and King Vegeta resumed his seat on the throne, seemingly gathering his strength.
He didn't know that at this very moment, on Vampa Planet.
A large and a small Saiyan were struggling to gather food amidst harsh weather conditions.
They were none other than Paragus and Broly!
Since arriving on this planet, with their Spaceship damaged and unable to leave, they had no way to communicate with the outside world, so they could only cling to life here.
Broly was still fine; he had few needs and had yet to form concrete concepts about many things.
But for Paragus, even just a few years here had nearly driven him to his limits.
At not even thirty years old, he had already grown a significant amount of white hair, a testament to the mental toll he had endured.
He had regretted more than once coming here to find his son.
Of course, whenever such thoughts arose, he quickly suppressed them.
Because deep down, he firmly believed that his son was the most outstanding Saiyan, born with a power level of ten thousand. He had once been convinced that his son was the legendary Super Saiyan who only appeared once every thousand years.
While moving the supplies, he hurried toward the hidden cave.
This year's planetary storm was more intense than ever before.
"Hurry up, Broly. This is our last trip; I hope this storm will pass quickly," Paragus urged Broly.
Though he was an adult, in terms of strength, he was far inferior to Broly.
"Mm-hm." Hearing his father's words, Broly responded and worked even harder.
After a long while, the two finally dragged more than a dozen large wooden barrels into a hidden underground cave.
Only in such a place could they barely avoid the impact of the strong atmospheric storms.
With their strength, they were powerful enough to destroy stars in a certain sense.
However, the planetary storms were generated by the planet's movements, with such intensity that they could tear everything apart, and even they could not endure them for long.
To put it simply, any object, no matter how hard, would be shattered by these storms, which is why the planet's surface was pitted and barren.
This was not the most terrifying part. The terrifying thing was that this climate would occur every twelve months and last for about four to six months!
"Rest a bit, Broly. I'll take care of the rest." Paragus was still very caring toward Broly.
After all, no matter how strong he was, he was still just a child.
Collecting supplies, transporting supplies, and now organizing them.
Actually, without the storm sweeping through, it was quite easy for Paragus.
After all, he had a combat power exceeding three thousand.
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In the universe.
A Spaceship was traveling at an extremely terrifying speed, heading in a specific direction.
This Spaceship was undoubtedly Talot's Spaceship.
Time flew by.
In the blink of an eye, ten days had passed.
Inside the Spaceship, a very tense situation was unfolding.
Since the departure time had already been ten days, Talot had also begun to take action.
"Are you sure you want to do this, little Talot? Once it's destroyed, not only will we not be able to use the detector, but without the communication function, if we get into trouble, we won't be able to send a distress signal," Gine said, a bit anxious, as she watched Talot disassemble the Battle Power Detector and use small tools to remove and damage the modules on the circuit board.
After all, the Battle Power Detector had become an essential item, a tool that all users relied on.
Without its usual functions, it would be like losing one's eyes for most users.
To put it simply, it would be like a smartphone suddenly being destroyed, unable to make calls, unable to be located, and without internet. Such a phone would only be useful for holding in your hand to play with, occasionally calculating data or recording information, but not much else.
"Aunt Gine, I told you, this is what Uncle Bardock instructed. There are many things he didn't tell you because he was afraid you would worry. Now that we've been away from Planet Vegeta for ten days and are at a relatively safe distance, I must start implementing the matters agreed upon with Uncle Bardock," Talot said as he continued his operation.
In recent days, especially as he began to carry out his plan, Talot had attributed everything he did to Bardock's arrangements.
Everything was ordered by Uncle Bardock, so it had nothing to do with him; he was just ensuring safety and following the instructions.
"But this is too rash. Without a communicator, how will Bardock contact us?" Gine wanted to stop him but couldn't.
She believed that Talot wouldn't lie to her.
Since it was Bardock's idea, it had to be done.
"Don't worry, Aunt Gine. I won't destroy the module for receiving messages. We just won't be able to contact or reply to others, and we won't be locatable," Talot said.
He said this to reassure Gine, but in reality, they would only be able to receive messages that were broadcasted.
After all, with the positioning module removed, the detector would be in a state of both existing and not existing.
It couldn't be actively located, but its serial number would still be on the mainframe's list.
This was the incredible aspect of the technology that Talot had learned about.
Logically, it shouldn't have been this way, but it was.
"Well... okay, just be careful," Gine said, finally calming down after hearing this.
In less than half an hour, Talot completed the modification of Gine's Battle Power Detector.
Gine breathed a sigh of relief only after confirming that the other functions were not affected.
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