In Brooklyn, USA, a little boy with a furry monkey's tail rolled out of a whirlpool and fell to the ground, scarred.

I saw that the little boy's hair stood upside down as if he had applied a lot of hairspray.

The little boy had been lying on the ground for a long time without moving, but fortunately it was the middle of the night, and not many people in Brooklyn would walk at night until the little boy regained consciousness on his own.

"Ahem, ahem."

The little boy barely stood up.

"It's too badly hurt."

The little boy checked himself and sighed.

The boy's name is Rick, and he is one of the Saiyans, the strongest fighting people in the universe.

It's just that he, like Kakarot, was born with too low combat power and was abandoned.

In Saiyans, babies are measured immediately after birth. If the value is higher than the benchmark value, they are considered to be high-level fighters and are raised directly as combatant candidates. And after a while, those who still have low combat strength are considered low-level warriors, and they either become technicians, or they are sent to a certain planet in a spaceship. If you can grow strong enough to conquer that planet, you can return home as a combatant.

It's a pity that Rick was born with only 1 combat power, and he has been raised for a period of time and still hasn't changed, plus the Saiyans except for the rare and wonderful royal family and the Bardock couple, others don't attach much importance to blood relations, and Rick was directly abandoned by his parents who had no emotional ties for the purpose of reproduction because of his weak combat effectiveness.

Continuing to stay on the planet Vegeta may be bullied to death, so Rick took the initiative to apply to go to the Earth of the alien planet, relying on the meager blood relationship, Rick's father reluctantly agreed to his request for this waste son, and asked the technician to stuff Rick into the spaceship, and the target was Earth.

Rick, who is only three years old, plans to make himself stronger by collecting Dragon Balls on Earth, and as for whether this will interfere with Kakarot's growth, for Rick, he himself is more important.

Unfortunately, during the flight, the spacecraft encountered an old star that was on the verge of death, followed by a supernova explosion, and he almost thought he was going to disappear and become part of a gamma-ray burst.

Despite being scarred all over, Rick still felt comfortable.

"The gravity of this planet is much lighter than that of Vegeta, and I don't know where it is."

Rick was hobbling along, hungry, and suddenly, he smelled the smell of meat, and immediately followed the smell uncontrollably.

As a result, he saw a stray dog roasting a large piece of meat, Rick's eyes were red, and the hunger made him stop thinking about it and pounce directly.

But instead of grabbing food with the dog, he targeted this stray dog!

After some tossing, Rick broke the neck of the stray dog, found a place to skin it, and then wasted a lot of effort to light the fire, hollow out the internal organs, and put the stray dog on to roast.

After it was cooked, Rick devoured the stray dog, which weighed almost thirty pounds, and even bit open the dog's bones and sucked the bone marrow inside.

After eating, Rick felt that his body had finally regained a little strength.

"It's alive!"

Rick stretched out and found a corner to sleep.

The next day, he was awakened by the sound of several rats crawling on his body, and after strangling a mouse crawling on his head, Rick stretched and stood up.

Then the monkey's tail was flexibly wrapped around his waist.

The injuries on his body had recovered, but because he was scarred and not on the verge of death, Rick didn't feel like he had gotten stronger.

It's not easy for Saiyans to become strong by dying on the verge of death, after all, it's easy to lose control in battle, and then really die.

The second is that there is a lack of means to restore treatment, and not everyone can take out fairy beans or healing instruments for treatment at any time.

Rick doesn't have this condition, if he is on the verge of death, his father probably won't even look at him, and the other Saiyans will only ignore his life and death, and will not give him such a precious thing as a healing device, which can only be used by combatants.

Then Rick began to recognize the world, and after walking around for most of the circle, he sat in a corner with a confused expression.

Brooklyn, 1943!

I actually came to Earth? However, it is certainly not the Earth of the Dragon Ball World, because the Earth of the Dragon Ball World does not have the country of the United States.

That's the Earth of the alternate world.

However, the most important thing is not this, but how he can live now.

After all, this is a period of more chaos in the United States during World War II than later, how can a Saiyan with only 1 combat strength survive in this chaotic place?

Soldier?

Don't make a fuss, with his Asian appearance and the inner thoughts of Chong Guo, it is impossible for Rick to help the United States fight.

What's more, Rick saw Howard Stark in the newspaper, and after asking someone to make sure that it was the Howard Stark he knew, Rick looked confused.

He actually traveled to the Marvel world during World War II, what kind of joke, it means that he will have to spend seventy years to wait until the original plot begins.

It's been seventy years, and the Saiyans are only at their peak for 40 years, and then they will grow old and die, unless Rick finds a way to prolong his life before that, he is so old.

"Why don't you sleep with Captain America then?"

Rick pondered the possibility, but he felt it was too low.

As for returning to Chongguo, it is even more needless to think about it, Chongguo has the mysterious Kunlun.

Even the famous, one of the future Tony Stark's sworn enemies, Mandarin was chased and killed by the masters and strong men of Chongguo, and escaped all the way out of Chongguo, and he didn't dare to go back to take a look at it in his lifetime, which can be imagined how terrifying it was.

Rick shook his head and walked down the streets of Brooklyn, his clothes in tatters, he looked like a child that no one wanted, this situation has been seen by ordinary people a lot, so no one finds it strange.

Naturally, there will be no good Samaritans to adopt and help Rick.

Of course, a "war orphan" like him will also attract the attention of those who have a heart.

"Child, do you want to have enough to eat?"

A voice came from a cold corner, causing a soul torture to Rick.

Eat one's fill?