Chapter 2
Planet Vegeta, Baby Nurturing Room.
This was a very high-technology place, and space inside was also vast. The whole room had more than a hundred baby cribs discharged in a row.
Each crib was made of transparent material; the beds were padded with comfortable cotton materials, which were synthesized using high-tech technology to allow babies to sleep better.
Since King Vegeta led the Saiyans defected to Frieza, Planet Vegeta's technology had been fully developed.
A green-skinned cosmonaut with a large duck-like beak inspected the infant room, followed by several cosmonauts with the same green duck beak, who were busy recording the baby's data.
"Pattinis, only four power levels. Such a Low-Level Warrior, what trash." The lead cosmonaut looked at the scouter next to the baby's crib and said disdainfully to the cosmonaut beside him.
"This is Labaya's daughter. Labaya is very famous among the Low-Level Warrior; I didn't expect he would have a daughter with such a low power level. It seems that a Low-Level Warrior is a Low-Level Warrior; being outstanding individually doesn't mean his offspring can be as outstanding as him. This little girl will have nothing great in the future."
A cosmonaut looked at the records and reported the baby's details in the crib that they were pointing at.
"Tsk, it's a female Saiyan offspring. The Saiyans are a Warrior Race, and women are hard to become powerful, let alone a Low-Level Warrior's daughter. When she grows up, if she's pretty, she might be able to find a strong man to marry and have a backer, but if she's not pretty and has no one to shelter her, she'll definitely be sent to war, and then she'll be cannon fodder!