In Frieza's palace in the Northern Galaxy, Frieza was not as graceful as Kevera after receiving the news. At this time, he was furious and destroyed everything he saw.
"The Ginyu Special Forces lost another member, and even Mr. Dodoria died!!"
Frieza pointed at Captain Ginyu's nose with a cold face and cursed.
His Ginyu Special Forces Team has only been established a few years ago, and this is the second time that its personnel has been reduced. Is the special forces team he formed just a waste
Captain Ginyu stood below, his expression became gloomy, but he could not make any excuses, because what Frieza said were indisputable facts, and the only blame was Bart and Likum for being so unsatisfactory. Captain Ginyu was secretly resentful, but his face could only show an expression of resignation.
"King Frieza, please calm down. I'm afraid we encountered an irresistible factor this time. It was not Captain Ginyu's fault. I heard that Lord Kevera's mecha troops were also completely wiped out."
Champo, standing next to Frieza, spoke.
Shang Bo is a very handsome cosmic person with a very good mind.
Frieza also relied heavily on this subordinate. His anger subsided a little, and he turned around and said, "Mr. Champo, what do you think we should do? We can't recruit people again, right?"
Shang Bo said: "The Ginyu Special Forces still have value. After all, many high-level planets need their help to suppress them. However, we must also step up the investigation of that person, who can kill Dodoria and Bart." , definitely not a general person.”
Frieza said with a cold expression, "I'll leave these to Mr. Champo."
"King Frieza, please rest assured."
"By the way, are those Saiyans safe?" After his anger subsided, Frieza returned to his gentle demeanor and took a sip from the wine glass.
Shang Bo said: "As usual, we are carrying out the mission honestly. We have controlled their aircraft and monitored the entire Planet Vegeta. They are strictly prohibited from contacting technological civilization. I think they will not be able to escape our control for the time being."
"Keep an eye on those wild monkeys. I'm always worried about those wild monkeys." Frieza's scarlet pupils showed a cold light.
"King Frieza, since you are worried, why don't you deal with them all?"
"Humph, Mr. Shangbo, ants are ants after all. Even if there are a few stronger ones that can occasionally bite people, they will be crushed to death soon. After all, Saiyans are nothing to worry about. Now is the time to employ people. Actually, Saiyans are excellent combatants, and they can still serve us if we keep them."
"When there is really no need for them anymore, it won't be too late to deal with them."
In Frieza's eyes, the Saiyans are just tools after all. When he completes the expansion of his power, it will be time to deal with the Saiyans.
After hearing what Frieza said in his heart, Champo narrowed his eyes and looked very much in agreement.
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Of course, in addition to Frieza and Kvira, King Crud also got the news immediately.
As a veteran overlord of the Northern Galaxy, King Crud's information network is also spread throughout the Northern Galaxy. King Crud can also get the information obtained by Frieza and others.
Knowing the news that the mecha army was completely wiped out, King Crud just smiled coldly. King Crud was becoming more and more afraid of the disobedient child Kvira, which was why he tried his best to support Frieza. reason.
Many years ago, King Crud was still the strongest overlord in the Northern Galaxy. However, as Kvera's strength came from behind, in order to appease him, King Crud had to divide a large area of territory into Kvera's hands. This left a thorn in his heart. Although on the surface Kvera still respected his father, deep down he looked down on him less and less.
In comparison, the young Frieza was still very willing to listen to his father, and King Crud also liked it very much.
At this moment, someone could add some trouble to Kvira, but King Crud was very happy to see it.
"Taking advantage of this moment, fanning the flames secretly can have unexpected effects..." King Crud sat on the throne, secretly pondering the pros and cons of the matter.
In this way, the three parties launched an investigation into Muyang almost at the same time. However, the information registered at the Galaxy Mercenary Headquarters was very simple. Even if they turned over all the information, they could only get "Muyang" from other mercenaries. "This name, as well as the fact that the opponent is in the North Galaxy and has a combat power of 120,000.
Of course, neither Frieza nor Kvira believed in the 120,000 combat power registered in the information. Such strength can be deceiving. It has no ability to wipe out the mecha troops. The other party must be hiding its strength.
Time passed little by little, and Frieza and the others still didn't have any useful clues.
During this time, the man named "Mu Yang" was still taking on tasks, but there was no trace of where he appeared. He was sometimes east of the North Galaxy, sometimes south of the North Galaxy, and even appeared in the east several times. Milky Way and Western Milky Way. This is simply impossible. Even the most advanced aircraft cannot cross so many places in such a short period of time.
This "Muyang" is probably not the name of one person, but an organization composed of many people.
Time passed quickly, like a fleeting moment. In the blink of an eye, more than two years later, Frieza and others finally gave up the pursuit of Muyang.
Two years later.
Western Galaxy, Planet Monteca.
This is a medium-sized planet that is famous for its delicious food in the Western Galaxy. Many cosmic people in the Western Galaxy travel thousands of miles across the stars from alien planets just to taste some food.
In a restaurant, a black-haired man was sitting by the window on the second floor. Beside him, two green-haired women were sitting on the left and right. The two women had bright eyes and white teeth, and were gentle and pleasant. , wearing a white coat with a beautiful appearance, and the tight jumpsuit underneath just highlights that exquisite and graceful figure.
A variety of food was placed on the small table in front of Mu Yang. At the same time, a blue jelly the size of a fist was lying on a dinner plate, constantly moving its body.
"Brother, I ordered this, try it!" On Muyang's left side, Mexia was close to him, her soft breasts teasingly touching Muyang's arm.
"Brother, eat this quickly." On his right, another Mexia, not to be outdone, picked up a piece of meat, dipped it in the sauce and sent it over.
These two Mexia are Mexia's main soul and split soul. When there is no exchange of memories, the two of them are like two independent people, and they are actually jealous.
Because Mexia's soul has passed the most dangerous moment, and the next step is to rely on time accumulation to complete the final mutation step by step, so Mexia, who was bored, also got into the simulated human body prepared in advance. From this, there was a scene of two identical Mexia sitting on his left and right.
But Mu Yang felt that Mejia had a plan in mind when he asked him to prepare a few more bodies.
Mu Yang was happy to be served by two beauties, but if he continued like this, he thought that Mexia was really going to cause him to have a split personality.
"Mexia, you'd better stay calm."
Mexia was smiling. In fact, the two of them had fun teasing Muyang together. It's a pity that her body is not a real body, otherwise, if they work together, they will definitely have the upper hand in the bed.
"Brother, what do you think of the food here? Is it delicious?"
Mu Yang frowned and took a few bites, feeling that the taste was really not that good: "It's not that good. How delicious is this? All the good ingredients are wasted. Bad review."
He didn't know that his casual words would cause a big trouble.
"Hmph, kid, I can't pretend I didn't hear what you said! Are these foods really that bad?!" A cold voice sounded, seeming to be dissatisfied with Mu Yang's evaluation.
"I don't think these are delicious at all."
Mu Yang didn't even respond.
But the next second, Mu Yang suddenly felt a chill, turned his head, and vaguely saw a purple figure.
It was a creature with long purple ears. It had a thin face and a skinny body, like a mummy, with only bones left except for a layer of skin. The bags under its eyes were particularly protruding. It was wearing a strange outfit similar to that of an Egyptian pharaoh. Such strange costumes are really strange.
At this time, the purple figure was standing behind Mu Yang holding a large bowl, and his mouth kept sucking the food inside, as if he was tasting the most delicious food in the world.
"Boy, tell me clearly, otherwise don't blame me for being rude."
"Who are you? How can you talk to..." Mexia was about to scold, but Mu Yang covered her mouth.
When Mu Yang saw another Mexia standing up and wanting to curse, cold sweat broke out all over his body: "Mexia, be quiet. You must be quiet at this time."
The moment he saw the purple figure clearly, Mu Yang recognized the other person's identity.
Being so thin and uniquely thin, and wearing such a weird pharaoh costume... It's unmistakable. In this entire universe, there will be no one else except Beerus, the God of Destruction.
(End of chapter)