American comics: God on earth, Saiyan hybrid Kryptonian

"Lord Frieza, now all the Saiyan genetic data, Kryptonian genetic data, and the complete Life Code technology manufacturing engine have become that guy's trophies."

"Do you think we should take them?"

Before he finished speaking, Solbe, who was kneeling on the ground, made a gesture to kill him. Taguma, who was beside him, seemed to smell the opportunity to show off in front of Frieza, and knelt on one knee:

"I will go and get his head and present it to you, Lord Frieza."

Seeing this, Frieza crossed his arms and pondered for a long time, shaking his head: "Wow, interesting, it sounds like a very interesting game."

"But let's put it aside for now."

"The most important thing now is to go to Namek to find the Dragon Balls first, so that I can achieve immortality."

"As for the life of that half-blood remnant, and the planet called Earth will just become an entertainment festival to celebrate my immortality. "

Solbe and Taguma shouted in unison: "Yes!"

Frieza seemed to feel much better after hearing that Vegeta, the wild monkey who betrayed him, had died: "By the way, what's the name of that little guy?"

"Saiyans should be called Kakarot!"

Frieza repeated it, and always felt that the name seemed familiar, "Kakarot?"

Solbe: "He has another name called. Kakarot El!"

"Oh?"

Hearing this, Frieza narrowed his eyes, and he remembered the moment when our Saiyans were extinct, the crab-headed man who was seriously injured and stood alone.

It was because of his offense that Frieza even had a hobby of eating crabs, and the chewing taste was like gnawing on that man's head.

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On the earth, Piccolo's serious green face actually showed a hint of redness that could not be concealed at this time.

"You you guys!"

The deserted oasis was frozen with two spaceships.

Stark and Bruce were frantically loading things onto their spaceship, saying that they were special products for Piccolo to bring back.

Countless plant seeds, including some technological civilian facilities. In Stark's words, this was the first time in Earth's diplomatic work that infants and young children were raised and helped to return to their hometowns. This would surely greatly promote friendly exchanges between the two sides and make the Earth famous!

As for Bruce, he brought a lot of things, even various luxury cars were turned into universal capsules and stuffed in, but at least half of these things were mixed with his private goods.

"What are you looking at? You have been eating grass on Earth for so many years, which shows that our Earth is rich in water and grass. Of course, you have to bring some to promote it to your hometown people."

Stark was as foul-mouthed as ever, biting a donut in his mouth, which made Piccolo want to beat him up.

But seeing that he paid for a lot of things and didn't let Piccolo go back empty-handed, Dick decided to beat him up after he came back.

"Namek is also an agricultural nation. They can use these daily necessities."

At this time, Carrot El also came over with a box of universal capsules. He took the list of items brought by Stark and took a look. Basically, everything was complete. After all, he was going to visit someone, and it was not in line with etiquette to leave empty-handed.

"Sun, is your martial arts tournament still being held?"

Picker looked at Carrot in confusion. So many things had happened. He didn't know when he would be able to come back after setting foot in the universe this time.

Carrot thought for a while and said, "Wait until I come back."

"Hmm?"

As he said that, Carrot suddenly frowned. The first thing he did when he entered the spaceship was to take out a light-attributed entertainment magazine from the pile of supplies. He was stunned for a while, and then slowly looked at Stark:

"What the hell is this cover girl?"

"Are you going to guide the prosperity and development of their descendants?"

Seeing this scene, Piccolo's face turned red as if he had changed his race, and the whole person seemed to be smoking.

Unable to resist the urge to attack any longer, he slapped Stark on the back of his head and yelled:

"You bastard!!!"

"Are you trying to embarrass me on purpose???"

Stark covered his head in pain. Damn it, how could he have forgotten that this guy could see through things.

Even Bruce couldn't help but look at Stark with contempt. This guy just wanted Piccolo to take out this thing and make a fool of himself in public.

He could imagine countless Namekians welcoming the supplies with joy, thinking that their child had made progress, but suddenly they found this thing, and then the whole place was silent, staring at Piccolo's weird eyes!

Damn, this planet can't stay anymore!

"They won't understand this even if you give it to them."

Carrot Al rolled his eyes at him and threw the magazine to Stark: "Namekians have no gender, they reproduce by spitting out an egg directly from their mouths."

Tony Stark's eyes widened, and he suddenly looked at Piccolo, making a series of ambiguous sounds from his mouth, and even looked at Piccolo with a hint of sympathy:

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk. You are really miserable. Not only can you not enjoy delicious food, you can't even enjoy this."

"It's good that we can eat too, but we don't need to eat!"

Piccolo didn't want to pay attention to him at all. He kicked him on the butt, turned his back and walked into the spaceship.

But Tony saw this, as if he had finally found an opportunity for revenge, and chased after him with shining eyes, asking like a string of cannonballs:

"Then do you need to go to the toilet? Do you know what the urge to defecate means?"

"Shut up!!!!!!"

Bruce looked at the two people who quarreled as soon as they met, and looked at Carrot silently: "Do they have a grudge against each other?"

"Maybe."

Carrot El smiled indifferently, and then told Bruce the address of the Temple of Heaven: "After I leave, you go to find this person. He is Piccolo's isotope. He will teach you some of the power you should have."

"Besides, with your willpower, after you have a certain degree of strength, it should not be a problem to stay in that room for a full year."

On the eve of the launch of the spacecraft, Kara El and Bulma both hugged Carrot reluctantly.

"Sorry, it's irresponsible to leave at this time."

Carrot El hugged Bulma very apologetically and kissed her cheek gently.

At this moment, she needed him the most, but Carrot had to leave.

Bulma stroked the back of Carrot's head, and her affectionate eyes contained the most sincere understanding between husband and wife: "I understand, El."

"I know you are not the kind of irresponsible man who only knows how to practice, never accompanies his wife, and ignores his family. I believe you must have a reason to go."