Namek, inside a cocoon-shaped room.
"Dende, hide quickly!"
Hearing the urgent whisper from outside, Dende looked at his hands, bewildered.
A pair of green hands.
"It seems I've transmigrated!"
Dende then reached up and touched the pair of antennae on his head.
"Transmigration it is, but why am I a Namekian? Dende?"
Dende was unhappy.
After careful consideration, based on his memory of Dragon Ball, Dende should be the later God of Earth.
Although I always wanted to transmigrate as a god, the gods in Dragon Ball are a bit too weak, aren't they?
Before Dende could think further, an alien wearing a Battle Armor 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 had no choice but to go outside.
As soon as he walked out, Dende was immediately terrified by the first person he saw.
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 any way to survive this?"
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 deep chill, making him shiver uncontrollably.
The Elder beside him quickly shielded Dende. When he saw the Dragon Balls in Zarbon's hand, the Elder couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat—it seemed the other villages had already suffered!
[Ding!]
A sudden sound startled the terrified Dende.
[A Transmigrator has been detected, the Ten-Thousand-Fold Return System is preparing to activate! Please select system type:]
[Type 1: Disciple Return System, obtain returns by teaching skills, with a maximum return of ten thousand times!]
Dende's eyes widened. Was this a joke? In the world of Dragon Balls, where could he possibly find a disciple with his weak strength?
[Type 2: Healing Return System, obtain returns by healing the dying, with a maximum return of ten thousand times!]
"This could work!"
Dende was overjoyed. If he remembered correctly, his special skill 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.
Come on, with the Ten-Thousand-Fold Return System, what did Frieza even matter?
[Receiving selection, system activating...] [Healing Return System activated. Current system level: One. Can receive a ten-fold return on the rescued individual's power. Cooldown: One year.]
...
What a rip-off!
What's this about a maximum ten-thousand-fold return? False advertising, right?
It's clear it can only return ten times the strength, and you can only use it once a year!
Now Frieza is right in front of him. If he remembered correctly, the combat power of this cosmic overlord could reach over a hundred million!
Dende knew that his current strength, he'd be thankful to have fifty!
Even the highest combat power on Namek right now—the only combat-type Namekian, Nal, only had a combat power of tens of thousands. Even if he found a chance to save him, he could only return hundreds of thousands of combat power.
Hundreds of thousands of combat power, in front of Frieza, would mean getting instantly killed with a single move!
"What the hell kind of system is this? Are you 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 plot in his mind.
"If I remember correctly, I shouldn't die here!"
Dende thought, and looked towards the mountain on the side, where he saw two heads peeking out.
"That's right, it's Gohan and Krillin! They'll come and save me!"
Thinking of this, Dende immediately calmed down.
"I can't die right after transmigrating. As long as I follow the original plot development, I will definitely survive!"
Dende began to carefully recall the plot development.
"..."
"How could I possibly remember!"
Dende was frustrated. He had only been paying attention to the protagonist's movements. How could he possibly remember exactly what was happening here at this moment?
While Dende was thinking, Frieza had already taken action because the Elder was unwilling to hand over the Dragon Balls.
"Zarbon, show them how to behave!"
With Frieza's order, Dende saw Zarbon instantly disappear before his eyes, followed by a loud crack from behind.
Dende turned his head and saw an Namekian old man being knocked away, his neck twisted and broken. He was dead.
"You bastard!"
Another Namekian saw what happened and immediately charged forward, only to be blasted to death by Zarbon!
"Well, do you know how to be obedient now?"
Frieza's cold voice echoed.
Seeing this, the Elder tightly protected Dende and another Namekian child, suppressing his voice as he negotiated 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.
The Namekians were innately kind, and even knowing they would die, they were unwilling to help the evil Frieza.
"Haha, everyone on this planet says the same thing! So, 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 shocked at the same time.
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, the Scouter of Frieza's other subordinate, Dodoria, suddenly beeped.
"Lord Frieza, there's a very strong power level approaching!"
"Someone's finally here?"
Dende immediately looked in that direction, wondering if it was Gohan and the others who had come.
He saw three figures flying in the air; it was the three strong Namekians who had been out!
The Elder immediately revealed a look of surprise.
"Great, we're saved!"
Dende didn't feel happy at all. If he remembered correctly, these three people were no match for Frieza and the others!
"All three of them only have around a thousand in battle power!"
Dodoria quickly used his Scouter to detect the battle power of the three.
A thousand in battle power was just cannon fodder in front of Dodoria's twenty or thirty thousand battle power!
The three Namekians, seeing the tragic scene, were furious and immediately attacked, instantly increasing their power and taking care of a group of trash.
The Elder noticed that Frieza and the others relied on the instruments on their eyes to detect where people were.
"Children, leave here quickly!"
The Elder pushed the two children, signaling for them to leave.
Dende didn't move. He knew that if he ran, he would probably be shot dead!
To survive, the correct plot was for Gohan to save him!
Dende didn't dare to act rashly, fearing he would change the course of events, but then he saw the Elder suddenly move.
The Elder instantly burst into action, and while Dodoria wasn't paying attention, he raised his hand and shot Dodoria's Scouter, then jumped up high and struck repeatedly, smashing all the Scouters of the defeated grunts!
"Shit, he's destroying the Scouters!"
Zarbon immediately reacted.
"Damn it, I'm going to kill all of you!"
Dodoria immediately flew into a rage!
Because of his contempt for 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. For now, the other villages were safe!
Furious, Dodoria's own Scouter had also been destroyed. Fearing punishment from Frieza, he desperately 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 get the Dragon Balls, he still needed to threaten the Elder.
The Elder couldn't die right now!
Hearing Frieza's order, Dodoria didn't dare to disobey, no matter how angry he was. Breaking out in a cold sweat, he forcibly twisted his body and quickly pounced towards the three young targets.
"You think the three of us can't beat one of him?"
The three Namekians said in unison.
Dodoria didn't even deign to give them a look.
"Dealing with you guys will take less than ten seconds…"
Dende couldn't bear to watch any longer and silently closed his eyes, he already knew the outcome.
The disparity in strength 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 was so easily annihilated by Dodoria!
What's the deal with these guys? How are they so strong?
Namek is doomed!
Seeing the Elder's grim expression, Frieza sneered and pressured the Elder.
"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 must promise not to hurt the children!"
"Heh heh!"
Frieza wore a trustworthy expression.