Recoome and Burter's battle power derived primarily from their physical bodies. In the Underworld, stripped of those bodies, ninety percent of their strength vanished instantly.
Yet, even with only ten percent remaining, they were still a hundred times stronger than ordinary humans with a "battle power of only 5".
With battle powers exceeding 45,000, they were absolute experts in the universe, the kind of overlords who dominated entire sectors. Having reached such a level of power implies a formidable physique, which in turn means their spirits wouldn't be weak either. Consequently, their souls were incredibly dense and solid, appearing indistinguishable from living people.
The pair hooted and hollered within the queue.
"Ginyu Force!"
"Recoome! HEH!"
"Burter! HA!"
"Reporting for duty! YEAH!—"
Facing the sky-blanketing Spiralling Shurikens thrown by Ino, they had died far too quickly. Coupled with the fact that they were both missing a few screws, they currently had absolutely no idea that they were already dead.
After performing their "dance", Recoome scratched his head and looked left and right.
"Burter, where is this? The environment looks okay, but the planet's surface area is a bit small."
Burter was equally confused. "Probably a small dimension inside Earth? I went to a planet with the Captain before that was just like this."
Recoome came to a sudden realization. "Oh! So that's it! By the way, did you see the Vice-Captain? Weren't we fighting the Vice-Captain just now? How did we get here?"
Burter thought very seriously. "The Vice-Captain's battle power of 60,000, by my judgment, cannot be maintained for long. She... she probably ran away!"
"Oh! Your analysis makes sense. You really have wisdom."
"Haha, besides possessing the number one speed in the universe, I also possess the universe's... Lord Frieza is first, Captain is second, I am third... wait, now Vice-Captain is third, so my wisdom should be fourth, right?" Burter rubbed his chin, analyzing their current predicament.
Recoome looked around like a great ape, attempting to find traces of the "Vice-Captain". Surprisingly, he actually made a new discovery.
"Burter, look over there. Is that shorty Vegeta?"
"Where? He's too short, I can't see him!"
Not far ahead in the line, a vein popped on Vegeta's forehead. Compared to the 2.60-meter Recoome and the 2.75-meter Burter, his 1.64-meter stature was indeed not tall, but it hadn't reached the level of a "shorty", had it? Counting his hair, he was 1.70 meters, okay? The bald guy beside him was the veritable shorty!
Krillin stared at him angrily from the side.
What are you afraid of? You don't have a body anymore; can you still choke me to death?
Krillin had been killed once by King Piccolo's subordinate years ago, then resurrected by the Dragon Balls. Coming to the Underworld again now counted as a "second visit to the palace"; he was very familiar with the Underworld's procedures.
"Vegeta! We are here!"
"Vegeta! Can you hear us?"
Recoome and Burter shouted at the top of their lungs from the back of the line.
Vegeta clenched his back molars, intending to ignore them.
Being killed by a low-class warrior with significantly lower battle power and a Namekian made him feel disgraced. Without his tempered body, he felt incredibly weak. With Recoome and Burter shouting so loudly, it felt like he was instantly placed in everyone's line of sight.
The more he wanted to keep a low profile, the more happily the two idiots behind him shouted.
He finally snapped. I was afraid of you when I was alive, but now that we're all dead, am I still afraid?
He turned back and scolded angrily, "Bastards! You two idiots, don't you know you are already dead?!"
Recoome didn't believe it at all. "Dead? Impossible. The great Recoome is invincible."
Burter beside him nodded repeatedly. "Yeah, my speed is number one in the universe. No one can hurt me at all."
Vegeta: "..."
All the dead Earthlings were looking at him.
He felt his IQ was being dragged down to the same level as these two morons. Truly f*cking embarrassing!
The disdain in Krillin's eyes could hardly be hidden anymore. These are your companions? You aren't that smart either!
Vegeta had bitterness he couldn't express, suffocating until his spirit body swayed.
"Excuse me! Ah, thanks, coming through. Sorry for stepping on your foot. Coming through, coming through!" Outside the orderly queue, Son Goku ran back in a flash.
With his relationship with King Kai and King Yama, stepping out of line, finding people, and saying hello were all trivial matters.
The Underworld staff knew he had a connection with King Yama. Regarding his disruption of the queue order, they all wore smiles, cheerfully indicating it didn't matter.
"Ah, I've spoken with Uncle King Yama. Let's go over together." Son Goku had no concept of special privileges; he just felt queuing here was a waste of time that delayed his training.
Krillin left the line, swaggering.
Son Goku's anger had completely subsided now. He hesitated a bit. "Vegeta, you come too?"
Vegeta "hmphed". As the Prince of Saiyans, he actually understood this kind of backdoor dealing. Going with Son Goku was definitely better than standing here foolishly queuing.
He still held his airs, his demeanor implying: It's not me begging you, it's you actively inviting me.
Son Goku also saw Recoome and Burter in the back. These two guys were so tall and robust. Even without bodies, they could maintain a battle power of over a thousand. It was hard not to notice them.
"Are those your friends?" he asked.
Krillin had seen these two. He whispered to Son Goku, "They are the aliens who landed after Vegeta. Judging by appearances, they should have been beaten to death by Miss Ino."
Son Goku scratched his head. "Oh, they look very strong. Then... then come together."
They left the queue and soon found Tien Shinhan and Chiaotzu ahead, and found Yamcha near the Ghost Gate. Good guy, this one died too early; wait a bit longer and he would have gone inside.
They couldn't go through the main gate. They bypassed the Ghost Gate and entered the Underworld from the side.
Earth's Kami was waiting for them there.
Recoome and Burter still didn't believe they were dead. Arriving at the side hall of the Underworld, they acted like they had a [Sign-in System] on them. Every time they arrived at a new place, they would perform that "War Dance".
After practicing "Hei Ha Hei Ha" once, the two had absolutely no sense of taboo. They stared straight at Kami and critiqued him. "Looks like a Namekian?"
"Seems like it. Such an old guy, I feel I could crush him with one hand."
"No, I only need one finger!"
"What did you say? One finger? I only need one hair to crush him."
Kami's face was as dark as stagnant water. He looked at Son Goku, implying the question: Why did you bring these two dumbasses over too?
Kami didn't have time to pay attention to these evil aliens either. He said to Son Goku, "Goku, the Dragon Balls can resurrect all the humans sacrificed today, but those who have already died once cannot be resurrected."
He looked at Krillin and Chiaotzu with a trace of pity in his gaze. These two had both died once. Even the Dragon Balls could not resurrect them.