Chayote stared at the random panel of her spaceship computer that announced the signal of yet another Dragon Ball being caught within the range of the ship's radar. It would take significant willpower to not smash something important to pieces when the blasted thing continued to croak its song until the ship landed on the planet that the ball was meant to be in.

This time the ship directed Chayote to a planet lush with green shades, like a proud space emerald hazy with white fluff all over that was the planet's clouds. It was tough to say much about a planet from just this much detail but given how the planet was approaching the edge of the Frieza Army colonization range, it might have been just a couple of years away from being either modernized or wiped out.

Chayote observed the tall forests of the planet very carefully. While the familiar landscape invited nausea and frustration deep in her gut while reminding her of Planet Beiko she landed on earlier, this planet didn't look to share the lemon skies of Beiko, quite the opposite, it seemed to be a living, natural paradise. Blue skies, lush forests that did not require rich leafage to drown it in shade. It reminded Chayote a lot of jungles found on Earth. Supersized, of course…

A massive bee took off when Chayote's pod landed beside the flower it was drinking from. While initially there appeared to not be anything wrong with that scenario, once Chayote closed in to both the flower and the bee she realized the reason why this paradise wasn't colonized – the flower seemed easily to be the same size as her spaceship and the bee was truthfully large enough to be like dogs found on Earth.

"Accessing records from nearby space stations… Transferring data…" the ship's computer began running down the vast array of processes it ran through. Dr. Brief had installed all sorts of functions into the spaceship, he had its systems hack into the records of nearby space stations for information on the planets Chayote visited while the spaceship took soil samples and various atmosphere and temperature measurements.

The only part of that process Chayote cared about was the part where she didn't have to do anything for all that to happen. If Dr. Brief wanted a horseback ride off of Chayote's progress, he was free to have it as long as Chayote didn't need to do anything other than fight or eat.

A thud of shaking sensations forced the Saiyan to turn around. Just in time to notice a rushing beetle that had his horn down and was ready to ram Chayote's spaceship while it worked its scientific magic. The Saiyan cursed quietly and took off.

"Damn it, my spaceship's not your dung ball!" she yelled out, kicking the beetle in the front of its head and forcing it to shake, flip over and begin spasms in its six feet while it breathed its last. Chayote wondered if perhaps this thing was edible, she could only live off of space paste for so long…

The specifics of preparing gigantic space beetles were lost on the Saiyan girl. She just sort of flung pieces of it she managed to rip off atop of the roasting flames and then picked them up to eat once she thought they were okay. The first time she tried it, Chayote almost threw up when body-temperature protein goop ran down her mouth instead of what she had assumed would be meaty. While the beetle could have used fifteen good minutes of cooking, what it did was scare Chayote off of eating bugs ever again.

This experience wasted not only the supersized body of a dead space beetle but also Chayote's time as well. The Saiyan looked into her spaceship while it ran through its calculations and downloaded information and pulled out the handheld Dragon Radar. Shit would hit the fan if she ever realized her promise to smash the computer system of the ship, annoyed by the irksome detection noise. The Dragon Radar would stop functioning, leaving her to roam each and every planet in search of Dragon Balls. Being over a week into her quest already, it would take Chayote a mandatory trip home and whoever knew how long more until Dr. Brief fixes the radar…

It all basically ran down to the fact that if Chayote ever was to get angry beyond control, she'd spell out doom for the entire Earth. Although, given how the Ultimate Eternal Dragon claimed that Dragon Balls were "a Namekian invention", wouldn't that mean that someone on Planet Namek would know about making them? Maybe if she does screw up royally, she can still use those Dragon Balls to restore the Earth again?

Fat chance, most likely, Chayote didn't have the best impression of Namekians after one of them nearly took over the world and trapped her in a rice-cooker and his spawn killed Krillin. She didn't need to deal with a whole planet of such massive assholes, plus, Ultimate Dragon Balls sort of implied they were quite powerful, who knew if the Namekian Dragon Balls could even overpower them if they did end up destroying the Earth?

A loud hiss made a chill run down Chayote's spine. She turned around to face a crocodile that might have been as tall as the triceratops back on Earth and its jaws were twice that size once they opened. The Saiyan flew out of the way of the crocodile's attempt to snap its jaws over her but a tail smack sent her crashing through a bunch of trees, that were tall and thick enough to hit Chayote harder than mountains she's crashed through back on Earth.

The Saiyan clenched her fists as her aura burst forth in a furious burn. She smashed the wooden remains of the stump she laid on and erupted from the tree with a deafening battle cry, ready to peel the skin and the scales off of the reptilian bastard if she needed to. All that sitting around in the shuttle, doing nothing, meeting no fun or impressive opponents to perform mental training on. She had barely seen enough of the Beiko warriors to image train with them… Such elementary training had gotten boring the second time she tried it.

Before Chayote could deliver the first blow, a blast of wind sent her reeling and covering her face, struggling against being blown away. When she did manage to focus her gaze amidst the walls of wind flapping right into her face, she saw a hawk landing atop of the croc and ripping into the reptile's flesh with its claws while it pecked at the reptile's eyes. The bird of prey implied that it could have scooped up and taken the reptile away like this and it was certainly larger than its prey but it had to restrain the croc's resistance before taking it.

The hawk's claws raked through the crocodile's flesh, ripping off skin and flesh alike, tearing off strings that seemed like crocodilian bacon before taking off. Chayote sighed, she had thought that she'd have to take on both of these at the same time but the crocodile took a dive in a nearby pond while the eagle took off to the skies with strings of flesh it had scored for itself and its possible chicks.

"Alright, best to pick up my Dragon Ball and not linger around…" Chayote nodded and reached for her back pocket. It only figured that she'd find absolutely nothing where the radar was supposed to be hanging. The Saiyan turned around and tracked the ground she covered recently after the crocodile threw her away with a tail smack.

"I should have asked Dr. Brief to make a radar for the Dragon Radar…" she groaned, by that point talking to herself had become second nature. She had spent considerable time by her lonesome before, after leaving Upa and Bora behind to train for the World Martial Arts Tournament but after that time she had gotten used to sticking around someone so talking to herself began seeming unusual before it became the norm again.

Chayote didn't even sense anything attaching to her, the first thing she sensed out of the ordinary was when all semblance of weight disappeared and she began flying upward. She had been used to flying but never against her own will. This sudden flight had even managed to startle the Saiyan as she turned around and threw a Ki blast but failed to hit anything. Only when she looked up did Chayote realize that a strand of silk had stuck to her bottom and dragged her up to a web of a supersized spider that had lost all hope for such a small creature to even wander so high up to its web.

While this situation had only aggravated Chayote's frustration at first, once she noticed a pearly gleam in the spider's web, her mood improved drastically.

"The Dragon Radar!" she exclaimed and put her arms in front of her. She hadn't used Ki in such a way before but there was no reason for her to not be able to do so. A mighty though transparent explosive Ki wave expanded around Chayote, tearing the Saiyan out of the spider's trap while taking a sizable chunk out of the spider's web as well. The titanic arachnid itself emerged from the offside corners of the web, making unintelligible gestures at the persistent Saiyan since it was not capable of speech or even anything resembling something vocal.

"Piss off!" Chayote yelled out, letting her aura burst again while she charged at the spider with a flight of her own control. A neat, right cross sent the spider reeling back on its hind legs as it threw its frontal ones up. A pair of stomps and kicks from Chayote, as she just expressed the vexed mood this planet put her in on the nearest creature she had an excuse to vent out on, made the arachnid to curl up into a ball and roll away on its own web.

Chayote took off toward the Dragon Radar and freed it by blasting a few of the key strands of supersized spider silk around it. She cuddled up the radar and pressed it to her chest before pulling it away and looking at it. There it was… The Ultimate Dragon Ball, just a couple of hundreds of meters away. The Saiyan evaded the thick trees to make it to a larger clearing and crossed her arms over chest, pouting her lips as she examined a small herd of humongous goats, going to town on the grass that was larger than Chayote herself if measuring the length of one blade against her size.

"What a crazy planet!" a voice came from the side, someone had cleared the forest from a different side.

"Blast it all to hell, I say!" the owner of the first voice wasn't alone.

"Wait though… The planet itself seems pretty good… Are you sure we can spare just throwing all that money away?" the first one argued.

Chayote did not expect to see a pair of normal-sized aliens around these parts, she had expected to see the Frieza Army armor on top of them even less. These were early scouts, as close to freelancers as Frieza's Army tolerated, scouting the farthermost ridges of the space empire for new planets to either enroll in Frieza's array or to mark for decimation. It was rare for such scouts who were money-grubbing scoundrels at heart to be able to reduce it to space dust themselves.

"W-Wait… What's that?" a tall and muscular red alien pointed at Chayote. It was an impressive specimen of bulk and physical power and a pair of inward-bent horns rested at the sides of the alien's head while a long, single wave of black hair ran down in-between the horns. He was pointing at Chayote.

"It's… Shit… It can't be a local, can it? I mean she's normal-sized…" the second one, a purple humanoid with a large, bumpy nose, covered with orange spots all over his body scratched his head as the pair took it closer to Chayote.

"Hey… Look at that… She's a Saiyan!" one of them pointed at Chayote's tail.

"A Saiyan? Must be low-class trash sent here to clean this planet… Odd, doesn't seem like the type of planet Saiyans would send their weaklings to. The poor thing would get gobbled up on the first day…" the fishy alien grumbled to himself.

"That's survival of the fittest for you… Hey! Saiyan! Can you speak!?" the devil-like alien waved his hand as the pair approached Chayote who just continued to float devoid of any signs of life. The Frieza Army… Scouts but still… Her quest for being found, for being acknowledged was over. Here it was – she could have just told them everything and asked them to take her to the nearest Frieza Army military station.

"Forget about it, the chick grew up in a planet full 'a giant goats and snakes… She's probably all wild and stuff, what's even the use of such a soldier, those Saiyans are nuts…" the fish-face shrugged. For some reason his words made Chayote feel outraged. A useless soldier he said…

Neither of them could see or react to Chayote move. Her elbow crushed that bumpy nose of the purple-skinned fish guy, sending slurps of green blood out from somewhere underneath it. Chayote roared as her frustration oozed and her opponent was in no condition to prevent the utter beatdown she put him through. Both of these dweebs felt stronger than Kakarot's brother, but after one kick to the side of the fish-face's neck he fell down lifeless.

Chayote flashed up to the face of the larger alien, staring him in the eyes with a mad pair of eyes that seemed like it was barely able to resist the impulse to beat him down thoroughly just like she did with his friend.

"Your ship. Where is it?" she asked, speaking in a husky voice of low volume for her tone.

"I'm… I'm beginning to think you're not loyal to the Frieza Army…" the alien whined out in a panicking tone.

Before he could register what was happening, Chayote thrust her punch into the fellow's gut, her fist went clean through the armor and sunk in turquoise blood without much resistance from the muscular structure of the alien's body. Her next motion was not a finishing blow, it was the swipe of the alien's scouter off of his face as intense, green light began glowing from inside the alien's wound and he flew off, carried away by a Ki blast that detonated once it traveled a fair distance from Chayote, safe for it to detonate in.

"A useless soldier…" Chayote hissed through the words that incited her loss of reasoning which cost her the entirety of her dream. The scouter without a doubt transmitted everything to the nearest thing listening on this frequency which would have been the nearest military station. Loss of scouts barely bothered anyone, that was their purpose – to check faraway planets if they were good for being colonized. Given how they were soldiers of fortune and not loyalty, they died out left and right and nobody bothered spending on training them or shed any tears for them.

"These goats are unbelievable…" Chayote turned to the goats that peacefully continued to chew on man-sized patches of grass while casual murder occurred by their side. The Frieza Army armor that the fish-face wore slipped on Chayote quite well, they were made to be of adaptable sizes since all sorts of different races and genders took part in the Frieza Army and it was more practical to make a breakthrough invention of an adaptable armor substance than make one for each different type and build of soldier, incorporating all the different alien physiologies in mind as well as the results of everybody's training and the bulk they'd acquire serving Lord Frieza.

Despite admiring the cold-blooded nature of these braindead animals somewhat, Chayote realized that the Dragon Radar pointed at one of them having the Dragon Ball and, true enough, one of them did. Albeit, it did take Chayote a scary amount of time to realize that it had gobbled one down together with the grass it ate. The Saiyan extended a hand outward, sending a concentrated Ki wave that penetrated the goat in the middle. One smelly and sticky dash later, Chayote pressed a Dragon Ball with one black star on its front.

A deafening bellow made the Saiyan turn around in fear as her head promptly disappeared into her body, digging through the entire length of her neck. A grey, humanoid giant with black, shark-like eyes and a sharp protrusion at the front of its head like a mohawk of sorts pointed at Chayote and continued to yell something that must have been the local equivalent of obscenities. While taking one of these on seemed doable, once what seemed like the entire tribe joined in on the Chayote hate train, the Saiyan decided to bolt with her treasure while she still had the chance.

The rampant quakes on the ground from the thudding feet of the giants made Chayote appreciate the fact that she could fly, the snaps of trees as the giants smashed through them, pushed or ripped them out of the ground with their bare hands to get to the pesky Saiyan who couldn't have been much larger than a horsefly to these titans. This wasn't good… She'd need some time to set up the departure of her spaceship, she'd never do it with all of these goat farmers on her tail.

"Solar Fist!" Chayote yelled out after turning around to face the giants and placing her hands on her face. She didn't know it would work, she had never even trained with Tenshinhan even though she did observe the technique more than a couple of times and she did sense the Ki movement within the three-eyed warrior's body when he performed this technique. Son Goku ripped techniques other people used all the time and he was a low-class warrior, just like Chayote…

A beam of blinding light burst forth, all of the giants grunted and covered up their itchy and blinded eyes as they stamped and thrashed about, knowing full-well that the goat-slayer would flee their hands before long. By the time that the tribe of giants could look again, all they could see was a pearly-white spaceship taking off into the skies and fleeing the planet's atmosphere.

"Planet Monmaasu, analysis and sample collection complete! Resuming the scan for the Dragon Balls!" the computer proudly announced while Chayote rested her back in the soft cushion she spent way too much time in while in-between travels.

"Well… At least one of us had a great time today…" she sighed, looking down at her slightly bent out of shape armor – a useful acquisition although nowhere nearly so as the second out of the seven Dragon Balls Chayote had obtained on Monmaasu.

Back on Earth, she'd have killed for an armor set like this one. Or a scouter, even if it was an older model. Ironically enough, now she did kill for it and yet she felt more lost than happy of this acquisition. She had always thought that she wanted nothing more than to return to the Frieza Army and yet on Monmaasu she not only slain two Frieza Army scouts and looted them but also chose to continue her goose chase to save Earth instead of fulfilling the only thing she fought and lived for since returning to life.

And yet she not only could still control Ki, but she also excelled at it now better than she's ever done before. Now that she beat the shit out of a pair of members of the army she always wanted to join and chose to save the Earth instead…

All this chaos, all those misunderstood, boiling feelings down in her gut made Chayote angrier and angrier by the minute and it would now be days until she would see another thing to vent all of that frustration out on.