Namek, inside a cocoon-shaped room.
"Dende, hide quickly!"
Hearing the hushed urging from outside, Dende looked at his hands, bewildered.
Green hands.
"It seems I've transmigrated!"
Dende reached up to touch the pair of antennae on his head.
"Transmigration it is, but why am I a Namekian? Dende?"
Dende wore a displeased expression.
Thinking carefully, based on his memories of Dragon Ball, Dende should be the later God of Earth.
"Although I always wanted to transmigrate into a god, the gods in Dragon Ball are a bit too weak, aren't they?"
Before Dende could think further, an alien in a battle suit had already walked in.
"Get out here if you don't want to die!"
Dende was pointed at with a gun by the alien, and could only come outside helplessly.
As soon as he walked out the door, the first person that caught Dende's eye immediately scared the blood in his veins to freeze.
Even someone unfamiliar with Dragon Ball wouldn't fail to recognize the person in front of him!
"What's going on? I've encountered Frieza right at the start? Is there even a chance of survival?"
Dende couldn't help but tremble. He hadn't expected facing Frieza directly to be so terrifying. The smile on that cold face radiated a chilling aura that made him shiver.
The Elder beside him quickly shielded Dende. When he saw the Dragon Ball Zarbon was holding, the Elder broke out in a cold sweat – it seemed the other villages had already been attacked!
[Ding!]
A sudden sound startled the terrified Dende.
[Detected a transmigrator. Ten Thousand-fold Return System is preparing to activate! Please select system type:]
[Type 1: Disciple Return System. Obtain returns by teaching skills to disciples, with a maximum return of ten thousand-fold!]
Dende widened his eyes. Was this a joke? In the world of Dragon Ball, with his weak power, where would he even find a disciple?
[Type 2: Healing Return System. Obtain returns by healing the dying, with a maximum return of ten thousand-fold!]
"This has potential!"
Dende was pleasantly surprised. If he remembered correctly, his specialty was healing people.
He had healed both Vegeta and Gohan before—or rather, he would heal them in the future.
"Choose type two!"
Dende muttered inwardly.
He was just kidding, with the Ten Thousand-fold Return, what could Frieza do?
[Receiving selection, activating system...] [Healing Return System activated. Current system level: 1. Can obtain a ten-fold return of the injured party's power. Cooldown: one year.]
...
What a rip-off!
What's this about a maximum ten thousand-fold return? False advertising, right?
It only returns ten times your strength, and you can only use it once a year!
Frieza is right in front of him now. If he remembered correctly, this universe's overlord could reach a power level of over a hundred million!
Dende knew that his current strength was probably only around fifty, if he was lucky!
Even the highest power level on Namek right now—the only combat-type Namekian, Nail—only had a power level of tens of thousands. Even if he found a chance to save him, he'd only get a return of a few hundred thousand power level.
A few hundred thousand power level would be instantly annihilated by Frieza!
"What the hell is this system? Is it messing with me? Looks like I can't rely on the system, I have to figure out how to survive myself!"
Dende carefully recalled the Dragon Ball storyline in his mind.
"If I remember correctly, I shouldn't die here!"
Dende thought and looked towards the mountain to the side, and sure enough, he saw two heads peeking out.
"That's right, it's Gohan and Krillin! They'll come save me!"
Thinking of this, Dende immediately calmed down.
"I can't die just after transmigrating. As long as I follow the original plot, I'll definitely survive!"
Dende began to carefully recall the plot development.
"…"
"How could I possibly remember?!"
Dende felt frustrated. He'd been focusing solely on the protagonist's movements; how could he remember the specifics of what happened here and now?
While Dende was lost in thought, Frieza, frustrated by the Elder's refusal to hand over the Dragon Balls, took action.
"Zarbon, show them how to behave!"
With Frieza's order, Dende saw Zarbon vanish in an instant. Then, a loud crack echoed behind him.
Dende turned around and saw an elderly Namekian being sent flying, his neck twisted and broken. He was dead.
"You bastard!"
The other Namekian saw what happened and immediately attacked, but Zarbon blasted him away!
"Well, do you know how to behave now?"
Frieza's cold voice echoed.
The Elder saw this and tightly protected Dende and another Namekian child, suppressing his voice as he tried to negotiate with Frieza.
"What do you want to do with the Dragon Balls?"
"For a small wish, I want Immortality!"
"..."
"I would rather die than give you the Dragon Balls!"
The Elder gritted his teeth.
Namekians were inherently kind, and even knowing they would die, they were unwilling to help the evil Frieza.
"Haha, everyone on this planet says the same thing! Well then, what if I kill these children?"
Frieza still laughed coldly. In the previous village, he had already figured out how to obtain the Dragon Balls.
Dende and the Elder were both shocked.
Hearing Frieza's words, Dende couldn't help but tremble.
Looking around, there were only two children present, and he was one of them!
Am I going to die here?
The Elder was also incredibly nervous, trying to figure out how to stall for time.
"You beast! How could you attack a child?"
Just then, Dodoria, another of Frieza's subordinates, had his Scouter suddenly go off.
"Lord Frieza, a very strong Power Level is approaching!"
"Finally, someone's here?"
Dende immediately looked towards the source, wondering if it was Gohan and the others coming to help.
He saw three figures flying through the air. It was the three adult Namekians who had been out!
Seeing this, the Elder immediately revealed a look of surprise and joy.
"Great, there's help!"
Dende, however, didn't feel the slightest bit happy. If he remembered correctly, these three weren't a match for Frieza and the others at all!
"All three of them only have a Power Level of around a thousand!"
Dodoria quickly used his Scouter to detect the Power Levels of the three.
A Power Level of a thousand was nothing but cannon fodder against Dodoria's two or three tens of thousands!
Seeing the tragic scene, the three Namekians were furious. They immediately attacked, their power surging instantly as they took care of a bunch of the trash.
The Elder noticed that Frieza and the others were relying on the instruments on their eyes to detect where people were.
"Children, leave here quickly!"
The Elder nudged the two children, signaling for them to leave.
Dende didn't move. He knew that if he ran, he'd likely be shot down immediately!
To survive, the correct plot demanded Gohan save him!
Dende didn't dare move carelessly, fearing he'd alter the course of events. But then, he saw the Elder suddenly spring into action.
The Elder burst forward instantly. Taking advantage of Dodoria's inattention, he raised his hand and destroyed his Scouter. Then, he leaped high and, with a series of strikes, smashed all the Scouters of the downed grunts!
"Damn, he's destroying the Scouters!"
Zarbon immediately realized what was happening.
"Damn you all, I'll kill you all!"
Dodoria immediately flew into a rage!
Because he had underestimated the Elder, he had been careless and hadn't dodged!
The Elder already had a look of triumph on his face. All the Scouters were destroyed; now, the other villages were temporarily safe!
Dodoria was furious. His Scouter had also been destroyed. Fearing punishment from Frieza, he immediately charged towards the Elder in mid-air, hoping to redeem himself.
"Dodoria, kill those three young ones first!"
Frieza immediately stopped him. He knew that to obtain the Dragon Balls, he still needed to threaten the Elder.
The Elder couldn't die at this moment!
Hearing Frieza's instruction, Dodoria didn't dare to disobey, no matter how angry he was. He forced himself to twist his body, cold sweat beading on his forehead, and quickly pounced towards the three young targets.
"You think we can't win even with three against one?"
The three Namekians spoke in unison.
Dodoria was completely dismissive.
"Dealing with you won't even take ten seconds…"
Dende couldn't bear to watch anymore and silently closed his eyes, already knowing the outcome.
The disparity in power was too great!
In just a few moves, the three Namekians were each instantly killed by Dodoria.
The Elder was stunned. The only hope of the entire village had been so easily killed by Dodoria!
What exactly are these people? How could they be so strong?
Namek is finished!
Seeing the Elder's grim face, Frieza sneered and threatened him.
"You can't escape! Hand over the Dragon Balls. Consider it compensation for the Scouter."
"You should know our style. If you disobey, those two children will die!"
Hearing this, the Elder looked at Dende and the other child, his face covered in cold sweat.
It didn't matter if he died, but the children were the hope of this planet.
"Alright... but you have to promise not to harm the children!"
"Heh heh!"
Frieza showed a trustworthy expression.
"Why didn't you just do this earlier!"