Chapter 4

Katakana froze for a moment as he heard the system notification in his mind.

[Ding! Congratulations, host, for successfully arriving on the southern island, saving Android 18, and completing the sign-in task!]

[Reward: Unlimited Instant Transmission.]

[Bonus: 45% Pink Energy (Rainbow Energy).]

Note: Enables 45% of the total attack potential of Pink Super Saiyan 3.

"Unlimited Instant Transmission... It seems to be a combined version of Kibito's and Goku's Instant Transmission. Definitely useful... and 45% Pink Energy!"

A faint smile appeared on Katakana's face as he reviewed the system's reward.

The benefits were undeniable. Unlimited Instant Transmission was an incredible ability for both combat and convenience, and the 45% Pink Energy boost made him essentially unstoppable.

"With this, I can dominate everything!" Katakana thought.

However, his thoughts were interrupted by Vegeta's enraged voice.

"Damn it!" Vegeta muttered through gritted teeth, his fists trembling in frustration.

"That bastard... he has power that's probably not weaker than mine! How is this possible!?"

For Vegeta, this was unacceptable. Whether this newcomer was a Saiyan or not no longer mattered. The simple fact that someone dared to possess strength equal to or greater than his own was enough to infuriate him.

Especially that tail. The sight of Katakana's tail made Vegeta seethe with irritation.

I don't hate strong people... But I despise those stronger than me. Just like Kakarot!

"Whoosh!"

Without warning, Vegeta's body flashed, and he landed directly in front of Katakana.

"Father, calm down!" Trunks called out, hurriedly following.

He could already sense his father's intentions and feared Vegeta might provoke someone far stronger than either of them.

The way this man punched through Cell's body so easily was something even Trunks couldn't imagine doing.

Though Katakana's power couldn't be sensed, his aura alone radiated a terrifying strength.

"Hey, you!" Vegeta barked.

"Who are you? And why do you have a tail? You'd better give me a good explanation!"

Vegeta's tone was cold and demanding, his eyes fixed on Katakana with disdain.

Katakana's expression didn't change as he replied, equally cold, "Vegeta, is that really how you ask questions?"

While Katakana had some respect for Vegeta from the later Dragon Ball Super era, the Vegeta of this timeline was undeniably arrogant and hard to tolerate.

And his tone—so confrontational and overbearing—was downright annoying.

"Tch, stop talking nonsense!" Vegeta snapped.

"I suggest you start talking properly. Otherwise, you'll end up like Cell!"

As he spoke, Vegeta raised his chin arrogantly, his expression filled with disdain.

"End up like Cell?" Katakana's smile grew faintly mocking.

"Vegeta, has anyone ever told you that your mouth is the reason you get beaten up so often?"

Though Katakana wasn't naturally quick to anger, Vegeta's repeated provocations had already pushed him to the edge of his patience.

"Arrogant bastard!" Vegeta snarled.

"You dare talk to the great Prince Vegeta like that!? I'll make you regret it!"

Vegeta clenched his fists tightly. His energy flared as he declared, "Since you beat Cell, I'll admit you're strong. But don't think for a second that you can be arrogant in front of me, Vegeta, the Prince of all Saiyans!"

His energy spiked further as he added, "I'll show you the true power of a Super Saiyan!"

Katakana shook his head, pitying Vegeta's ignorance.

"Your arrogance will be your downfall," Katakana said flatly.

"Fine. If you want to be a stepping stone, I won't refuse. Come at me."

"YOU'RE DEAD!" Vegeta roared, his anger erupting as he charged at Katakana with everything he had.

His fist tore through the air as he swung it with full force. This punch wasn't just an attack—it carried Vegeta's pride and anger.

But before it could connect, Katakana casually raised his right hand and caught Vegeta's fist in his palm.

Boom!

The impact of their clash created a shockwave that spread for several kilometers, shaking the surrounding area and sending waves rippling through the earth.

"What… how!?" Vegeta's eyes widened in disbelief.

"You... you actually caught my attack!?"

He couldn't believe it. This punch was his full-power strike as a Super Saiyan, and yet the mysterious man had blocked it effortlessly.

Just how strong was he?

"Pathetic," Katakana said softly, a faint smirk on his face.

With a flick of his wrist, Katakana sent Vegeta's body crashing to the ground like a broken doll.

Boom!

The ground shattered under the force of Vegeta's fall, cracks spreading out like a spiderweb.

"Father!" Trunks shouted in shock, flying to Vegeta's side as the smoke and dust cleared.

Vegeta's condition was pitiful. He lay in the rubble, his body trembling, his pride shattered.

Just one casual move from Katakana had completely incapacitated him, knocking him out of Super Saiyan form and leaving him in his base state.

Vegeta groaned, his body feeling as if it had been torn apart.

This… this can't be real...

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Tomorrow I will not update due to Translating, because my draft is empty((T_T))((T_T))