Dodoria arrives

The rest of the team, consisting of Frok, Naif, Pleit, Chopsu, Radil, and Kap, went in search of Supūn under Bardock's orders.

Their pace was slow, already accustomed to Bardock's exaggerated caution.

Naif thinks it might be because of the accident her old team suffered, and although she's worried about what happened and curious, she also finds it annoying.

On the way, Pleit's son found interesting things about the planet, it turns out there are ecosystems beneath the ground formed by moisture, mold, space, and time.

Usually, they don't pay attention to it, but going at such a slow pace makes this discovery interesting.

"Do you know that ecosystems formed beneath the earth's crust are as rare as shooting stars?" Radil, although not the oldest, is the one who has spent the most time exploring and experimenting on planets. His old habit makes him want to popularize his knowledge. He's not an expert like the scientists on Planet Vegeta, but it's been his hobby for decades to learn about these things.

"Which one are you referring to?" Kap asked knowingly.

"The abandoned planets, of course." Radil doesn't think shooting stars are rare because, with his strength, he can throw a rock into space and create one. So he's talking about habitable stars abandoned in space.

"That wouldn't increase the price of this planet!" Naif exclaimed happily.

"Yeah, but of course, what's rare in these cases is the diversity and size of the ecosystems. You see, we sell this to Frieza's legion, and they'll set a price for the planet according to universe standards and then sell it." Radil continued explaining.

"Wow... Doesn't that mean they're taking advantage of us?" Naif asked in disgust.

"Silly! We're also part of Frieza's legion!" Frok interrupted the team's complaints. He didn't want anyone to speak badly about their superior.

"In any case, Radil! Tell me, how is the price of a planet calculated?" Naif didn't stop at Frok's reprimand. This topic interested her.

'Why should I listen to an old man?'

"Well, there are several factors that indicate it. The population, the effort to obtain said planet, minerals, living beings, ecosystems, size, and technology. Still interested?"

Radil asked this last question with amusement.

These things bore anyone, even him.

Why learn things you won't be able to use?

All the positions that deal with management and such things are firmly controlled by the legion.

"In truth..." Naif was going to insist on knowing, but the silent Pleit intervened, placing a hand on her shoulder.

"That's enough chatter.

Don't even think about selling one privately.

You'll become a rebel."

The silence continued with the Saiyans hunting in the great cave for food, flying back and forth to the ship, leaving provisions.

On the eighth trip, Bardock located Supūn's last trace located in a distant mountain range.

And the situation there angered him enough, combat power on the tracker was dropping by the second.

He already knew what was going on. He was wiping out the population.

"That Supūn!" Bardock exclaimed, veins on his forehead bulging with anger.

"Doesn't he know that eliminating the population could lower the power level on the planet?" Bardock cursed and destroyed the surroundings of the ship in anger.

When he calmed down, he regained control.

He brought his face close to the transmitter and ordered with a stern voice.

"Attention all Saiyans. That idiot Supūn is lowering our rating! Stop him, punish him, and put him on a leash. We're now in the official troops under the command of Commander Parabus, if our performance is bad, it will take us three times as long to ascend or we could even be kicked out."

...

The transmitter wasn't on.

Bardock had to repeat his message. Luckily, no one saw him.

Now Bardock was also going to take off from the ship; it turns out the detector installed on the ship didn't indicate any mutant virus or bacteria, that would already be terrible. He didn't want to run a race against time again.

Stressed, Bardock heated up a bit outside the ship when an emergency call was heard from outside the ship.

"Oh? Did they catch that idiot?" Bardock approached the control again to open the notification sent by the headquarters.

-Notice- -----------

Planet (€-@-&-N-3) abbreviated [Meat], Was chosen as a confrontation site against the Galactic Patrol.

Bardock Squadron, your mission now is to build a base for our army.

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*Pam* Bardock hit a table with fury, smashing it in the process.

The mission to conquer the planet was canceled, and he wouldn't be able to earn meritorious achievements as a captain anymore.

But...

After calming down, Bardock's eyes burned with desire.

In war, you can ascend faster. And what's better, he could face strong fighters.

After calling the squadron back, Bardock stood in front of the Saiyans and shouted.

"Bardock Squadron, listen to me! Our priority now is to secure resources to build the base. We need wood, stones, and metals. Divide into teams and search the surroundings. We won't let anything stop us!"

The team dispersed quickly, each one focused on their assigned task. Bardock supervised the process from the ship, making sure each team fulfilled its task. The base plans were downloaded from the ship, and with Radil's help, they began to study them.

While a notification was sent to Supūn's radar, although, of course, his was broken, and the same Saiyan was landing at the locals.

The rest of the squadron didn't bother to pursue him further.

Bardock can't waste any more time with him.

A few hours passed, and a lot of material was gathered by the battalion.

As they followed new orders in search of food for the army, spacecraft were detected in the atmosphere, with them piercing through the storm clouds, Bardock waited outside the ship wanting to welcome the army.

*Pam* *Cacha*

The door of the invading ship opened upon landing.

A pink-skinned, fat being emerged from the ship, wearing a navy blue combat suit from the legion, and his arrogant smile provoked anger in Bardock from the moment he saw him.

'Yeah... I'm afraid I'm right... Spikes on the head? Check. Purple lips? Check.'

Bardock thought with disgust.

"It's Dodoria," he said with disgust.

His face very much in tune with his words showed his revulsion at the newcomer.