In the desolate desert of Texas at night, a scorched scar stretched over fifty meters long. At the end of the scar was a massive impact crater, over thirty meters in diameter.
In the center of the crater, a spherical spaceship was embedded in the bedrock. After enduring extreme heat and a violent impact, the metal hull showed no signs of deformation. A piercing hiss filled the air as the metal hatch slowly opened, and a hand reached out.
A tall young man with long black hair emerged from the cockpit, a long tail swaying behind him.
"Broly! Broly! I'm hungry!"
A violent child's voice echoed from his shoulder. A girl with a spiky hairstyle was riding on his shoulder, her fists clenched as she repeatedly pounded on the young man's head.
She had quite a bit of strength, the blows making the young man's head throb. Seeing no reaction from him, she opened her mouth and bit down.
The young man grabbed the girl's tail, and she immediately seemed to lose her strength, collapsing from his shoulder. He held her in his hand, as if she were a little rabbit.
"I'm hungry too. If you keep it up, I'll eat you!"
Broly looked at his reflection in the spaceship's glass canopy.
He was tall, standing at a height of one meter eighty-seven, and this body was only twelve years old. If he really was Broly from Dragon Ball, he could still grow another forty-five centimeters. His dark, untamed hair, thick eyebrows, and sharp facial features made him look handsome by the standards of the eighties and nineties.
After transmigrating as a Saiyan, he seemed to have become unusually irritable and prone to losing control of his anger.
Just thirty minutes ago, he had been in his rented apartment watching the newly downloaded Dragon Ball Super: Broly. Then, in a daze, he found himself inside the cramped spaceship, and a deep male voice echoed in his mind.
[Ding! Congratulations, Saiyan Broly, for activating the system. System loading, please wait.]
Broly raised an eyebrow and waited quietly. Only a moment later, the male voice in his mind spoke again.
[Saiyan Revival System loaded. I am King Vegeta. Have you strived today to revive the Saiyans?]
Broly's face was as grim as if he'd been constipated for a week. King Vegeta should be Vegeta's father, right? Wasn't he just a scrub with a measly power level of 10,000? How could he create such an unrealistic system, which also sounded like a pyramid scheme?
Moreover, King Vegeta's deep, low voice in his mind gave him goosebumps.
"Um, can the system change its voice, please?"
As soon as Broly finished speaking, a powerful electric shock pierced his body.
[This system exists to revive the warrior race, the Saiyans. The host must not have a single thought of seeking pleasure.]
Broly coughed out a puff of black smoke, looking somewhat disheveled. He opened the system interface, and a stat panel immediately popped up in his vision.
[Saiyan Reviver:
Broly Strength: 12~16 (8)
Constitution: 12~16 (8)
Agility: 11~15 (8)
Intelligence: 4~6 (8)
Perception: 14 (8)
Charm: 9 (8)
System Reminder: The dimensional universe rules of the host are not the same as those of this universe, please reasonably estimate your own strength. The numbers in parentheses are the average values. Attributes grow exponentially, increasing by one-third with each point. Because the Legendary Super Saiyan will continuously increase combat power due to anger, only the attribute range under normal conditions is given, and this system does not provide real-time attribute monitoring services.
Talents: Saiyan Bloodline: Combat power will greatly increase after each near-death experience. Wrath State: As the Legendary Super Saiyan, when extremely angry, use the Great Ape form's power in human form, with speed and constitution increasing fivefold, and judgment, control, and rationality reduced to one-half. Infinite Stamina: As the Legendary Super Saiyan, you possess near-infinite stamina. Ordinary battles are not enough to exhaust your stamina.
Skills: None
Revival Points: 0
Main Quest: Occupy a piece of land on this planet for the Saiyans.
Side Quest: After the Saiyans were destroyed on Planet Vegeta, the population plummeted. Please spread the bloodline as soon as possible and increase the number of Saiyans.
(P.S.: This book does not have a harem plot.) Twelve years from now, the full-power Frieza will descend on Earth. Please do not have a single thought of seeking pleasure and improve your strength as quickly as possible.]
Because he only had 0 Revival Points, he could only open the stat panel at the moment, and the other pages were completely inaccessible. As for Frieza, who would descend in twelve years, he just smiled. He was already the Legendary Super Saiyan, and he could crush a small fry like Frieza with one hand.
Broly was pondering the information he had obtained from the system when a sudden pain shot up his leg. He looked down and saw the girl he was holding biting into his calf.
"Broly! I'm hungry!"
She said, her eyebrows raised in anger.
He had a headache.
"What's your name?"
Although she was hanging upside down, the girl replied with a very proud tone.
"Kakarot, my name is Kakarot! I'm hungry, Broly!"
Broly's mouth twitched.
"What the hell is this setting?"
Even though the scene before him was absurd, he could only accept it since he was already here. He had once looked down at the ground when entering the atmosphere, and there were traces of intelligent life activity. The Saiyan's spherical spaceship had definitely attracted their attention, and this was not a place to linger.
Broly took out the Scouter from the spaceship and put it on his head, then wrapped his arms around the spherical spaceship, preparing to hide it in a secluded place.
"Crack!"
The spaceship didn't budge, and his back twisted.
"How is this possible!"
Broly rubbed his aching back. As a veteran Dragon Ball fan, he knew that Broly had a power level of 10,000 shortly after birth. How could he not lift a spaceship?
He looked at his hands in disbelief, pressed the Scouter on his left eye, and the numbers on the Scouter jumped. Finally, two numbers appeared: fifteen and three.
There were only two people here. Fifteen was himself, and three should be Kakarot. Was this the reason for the universe rules the system mentioned? With a power level of fifteen, how could he establish a colony on this planet?
Moreover, his strength had been reduced by tens of millions of times, and the situation of facing Frieza with full power in twelve years was not optimistic.
This place was not suitable for staying. Since he couldn't move the spaceship, he could only leave it here. Broly picked up Kakarot in his arms and quickly left the landing site of the spherical spaceship.
He pressed the Scouter. The Scouter in the original work could easily cover an area much larger than Earth's Namek. Finding nearby signs of life was a piece of cake. The nearest inhabited area was eighty kilometers to the southwest.
Saiyans had much stronger stamina than Earthlings. He ran twenty kilometers in the desert in one go before stopping.
The stars and moon in the sky, as well as the plants in the desert, confirmed that this was Earth. However, Broly couldn't be sure if this was the Earth from the Dragon Ball world.
Relying on the Saiyan's inhuman stamina, he chased a Bighorn Sheep until it collapsed on the ground. He used a sharp stone to skin it, clean the insides, and skewered it on branches to roast over a campfire.
There were no seasonings, and Broly's barbecue skills were terrible. Plus, the Bighorn Sheep was wild, and the gamey smell was terrifying. The roasted meat tasted awful. But the two of them still ate the entire sheep, leaving only the bones.
"Sleep!"
Broly wiped his greasy hands on the sand and lay down with his head resting on a large stone, ready to sleep.
Kakarot, her small body curled up under his armpit, was fast asleep. She was five years younger than Broly, and was already seven years old, but the age difference between the two seemed to be more than a decade. Her head hadn't been injured like in the original work; she was still a standard Saiyan child, irritable and combative, only revealing a hint of childishness when she was asleep.
Early in the morning, Broly felt a stuffiness. He woke up to find Kakarot had stepped on his face with her feet. A strong anger arose, and he felt the urge to tear her apart.
Suppressing this destructive desire, he stood up. This body didn't inherit Broly's overwhelming combat power but inherited his easily-lost temper. If Broly hadn't been trying his best to control himself, Kakarot would have been killed by him several times.
This time, he didn't catch a Bighorn Sheep, but a large lizard. This lizard was sixty centimeters long, and its body was very robust. It had yellow-brown skin with mottled yellow and pink patterns, and the meat was good.
This lizard might be poisonous, but Saiyans never picky eaters. The two of them roasted the lizard over the campfire and ate it for breakfast.
After dealing with the traces, Broly put Kakarot on his neck and hopped forward. With only fifteen points of combat power, it was absolutely useless. He hadn't learned any fighting techniques in his previous life, so he could only pick up the knowledge he had learned in physical education class before.
[Ding! The host is working hard to train for the revival of the Saiyans. If you continue to frog jump for twenty-five kilometers, the system will reward ten Revival Points and a beginner's gift pack.]
He frog-jumped nearly ten kilometers in the scorching desert sun. Although he had enough stamina, his body was reaching its limit. But the prompt from the system made him grit his teeth and persevere.
In this unfamiliar world, he had a very strong sense of insecurity, and only greater strength could give him a sense of security.
Sweat dripped onto the scorching desert, instantly evaporating into heat. Every muscle was trembling, his throat was dry as if it was about to smoke, and Kakarot's light body on his back now felt as heavy as a thousand pounds. The heat radiating from the sun in the sky seemed to want to dry up the Earth. Such a harsh environment instead stimulated the ferocity within Broly that originated from Broly himself.
His already muscular body suddenly grew taller again, and new power surged from within. He finished the remaining fifteen kilometers in one go.
[Ding! Well done! Truly worthy of the proud Saiyan people! Please accept ten Revival Points and a beginner's gift pack, and the system shop has also been unlocked.]
King Vegeta's encouraging voice echoed in his mind.
Broly forcibly shook off the sense of incongruity in his mind, suppressed his fatigue, rubbed his hands, and opened the beginner's gift pack.
[Congratulations, host, for obtaining the skill Hercule's Fighting Style!]
Hercule's Fighting Style, it seemed very strong. Was it a fighting technique of the god of death? Broly was a little surprised, but he didn't have time to be happy for long, and his face froze.
Wait! This Hercule… shouldn't it be that Hercule?
Broly desperately flipped through the information flow that flooded his mind. He was right. Hercule was indeed the strongest Hercule on Earth. The strongest combat power he displayed was only breaking fourteen tiles with his bare hands in front of Cell.
Never mind, something was better than nothing. Hopefully, after learning Hercule's Fighting Style, his hairline wouldn't recede like his. He was still very satisfied with his long, thick, black hair.