44 Life 44: "Your Mere Grotesque Simian Physique Makes Me Want To Puke!"

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- 2 Days Later:-

"Guru- I was just saying thank you for all the help that you provided for both me and my partner-

Thanks to you she was able to increase upon development on Terraformation and the alien saplings on this planet to see whether they could be utilised on Earth-

Ocarina learnt a lot about his culture and his people and I gained a lot from you- thank you, Guru."

"Raise your head- and do not thank me- You can now go back home- You have finished your training and you have my regards Yamcha- You have done beyond what I would expect-"

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Where to go and what to do plagued Yamcha as he sat in his home on Namek- whilst contemplating his next course of action.

It was only a few more months before the 23'rd Tenkaichi Budokai and so far he had managed to increase his power to nearly a million.

Stronger than First Form Frieza and below his second form.

So it was obvious I wasn't ready because he had the upper hand in Power- but that was it.

The Frieza Clansman had never trained a day in his life- instead of being born so strong, he had to create suits that limited his power output.

From 520,000 to 120,000,000 in a second if he wanted to.

But this wasn't the end and as Yamcha sat in his office looking out the window a small saucer of sorts landed gracefully on his front porch.

With such elegance and grace that could only be from someone skilled and masterful in their craft.

Looking up the being stepped out of the pod with white and purple being its main colours.

And seeing this he jumped out the window to greet his new visitor.

And as he did do Ocarina was already behind the fellow with a Makankosappo on his neck fully charged and ready to be unleashed with a thought.

The elite now noticing this force immediately shrieked to the stars as noticeable sweat of sorts rolled off of his face as he screamed again.

"BUUUULLLLMMMAAAAAA!!!"

And this woke the bluenette as a yawning Bulma groaned seeing the fellow ready to get disintegrated by Ocarina.

"Oca- it's fine let the weasel go- he's fine just a friend of my sister- Tights..."

"-Yes ma."

Replied Ocarina as he let the bumbling fool go.

Thus turning to the now known acquaintance of Bulma- Yamcha asked him.

"You- are a Galactic Patrolman? Yeah, are you Jaco the Distinguished?

The one that rescued Akira from the Parasite infected world in the C-43 quadrant!"

And hearing this as if a new man with no more swear only ego and arrogance Jaco smiled-

"Yes, you are right-

For I am a chosen SUPER-ELITE member of those who protect the peace of the galaxy!! Galactic Patrolman Jaco the elegant

Now Simian give me a room to sit in- and get me some good it's almost luncheon- I am a little famished.

Well then lead me to the room you gorilla brained buffoon- what does your central processing unit not function!!"

And with that, he made a pose resembling Ginyu before a loud explosion occurred behind him with a purple firework shooting to the skies.

That ended when it spelt out "Elite."

And comically the group immediately fell backwards as they looked at the cringefest called Jaco.

Whilst Yamcha ignored his anger as he tried to restrain himself from pummeling the piece of sh*t in the dirt where he belonged.

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-Namek, Northern Hemisphere, Yamcha's Home:-

- An hour later-

"So you want me- to become a Galactic Patrolman, and then take on a task that is me working undercover as a spy for you guys.

So that you can dismantle the empire from the inside out and to even replace Dodoria and earn Frieza's trust.

Because my power level is only 4,200?"

Hearing Yamcha repeat himself-

The patrolman rapidly nodded as if the entire universe was at stake yet with mirth hidden in that nodding.

"So yes - you earthlings are quite weird you seem to be hard of hearing my dear boy-

And you presume to show me snark with what?

Your grotesque simian physique-

You make me want to puke looking at you- thinking that by training you'll even make a difference-

That you'll reach an elites level of strength...

When all you are is a sad little man seeking attention and praise from your superiors...

A fledgeling with nothing to himself who latches onto the important people with nothing to his name other than an oversized gorilla-like body.

Yes, you are weak it's perfect so if you die no one will care after we extract the data you collect."

Finished he looked directly at Yamcha with eyes staring daggers into him for seemingly no reason.

It was as if he was saying- 'This malcontent makes want to puke.'

With nothing left to say and with his restraint now broken after an hour of Jaco's obnoxious and snobbish attitude, it was enough.

Yamcha simply stood up as he towered the small "You know what you're a prick- go f*CK yourself."

And saying that he flung his arm towards Javi as he grabbed Jaco by the neck before flinging him straight through the walls of his house as the 'Elite' circled Namek-

The planet with three suns- Jaco was sent circling Namek 13 times in its entirety.

He was launched and rushed with such strength he couldn't stop until Yamcha grabbed him mid-air and threw him straight into the ground.

"Well, pal had enough?

I can keep doing this all day long..."

"FuCk- youuuu..."

And thus the Galactic Patrolman just shut up as he fainted on the spot with no energy left.