Master Roshi had not been in contact with his eldest disciple, Son Gohan, for ten years.
Son Gohan was not weak either. He could already be considered fully trained, and there were few people on Earth capable of harming him. Master Roshi had not paid much attention to Son Gohan.
Now, hearing news of his eldest disciple from Goku so suddenly, he immediately sensed that something was wrong.
"I want to find the Dragon Balls and revive Grandpa!" Goku said, puffing out his chest as he looked at Master Roshi.
"What! Gohan is dead?" Master Roshi's expression darkened, and he sighed repeatedly. "So that's how it is. What a pity. A fine young man has died."
Son Gohan was Master Roshi's eldest disciple and had inherited his teachings completely. Not only the Kamehameha, but even his personality and little habits like liking beautiful women were exactly like Master Roshi's.
"How did he die?" Master Roshi found it rather strange. Son Gohan might not have been invincible on Earth, but he should not have been killed so easily.
"Grandpa was crushed to death by something I don't know," Goku said sadly, his voice lowering considerably.
"I see." Seeing Goku sink into grief, Master Roshi carefully examined Goku's sturdy frame and the solid physical foundation Son Gohan had built for him. He changed the subject and suggested, "By the way, why not come to my home? After training for a while, perhaps you might even surpass me."
Master Roshi's desire to nurture talent had arisen.
Although Goku did not seem as monstrously gifted as He-El, his foundation was solid, his body was strong, and he was pure and innocent. On top of that, he had been raised by Master Roshi's eldest disciple, so Master Roshi felt very favorably toward him.
Goku tilted