Outside the Grand Elder's village on Planet Namek, the renovated He-El and Bulma's Spaceship stood ready. He-El, Bulma, Dandy, Goku, Vegeta, Piccolo, Tien Shinhan, Yamcha, Krillin, Chiaotzu, and Puar entered through the hatch, while every Namekian on Planet Namek gathered outside to see them off.
"Everyone, we're leaving," Bulma said, shaking her head with some reluctance.
She had enjoyed herself immensely on Planet Namek. This place was practically Heaven: carefree and peaceful, with friendly Namekians. She could work on the technology she loved, exchange ideas with Namekian scientists, and modify He-El and Bulma's Spaceship.
Bulma had also learned a great deal from the Namekians.
With such a comfortable environment, He-El by her side, work she loved, and fellow researchers to share it with, this was practically Heaven.
Leaving the Namekians made Bulma deeply reluctant.
But no matter how reluctant she was, this was not her home.
Bulma waved her hand and loudly bid everyone farewell.
"Goodbye. Thank you for saving the Namekians. We will never forget you." The Grand Elder stood beside elders from other villages as they bid everyone farewell.
The other Namekians also reluctantly said goodbye to them.
"Goku, Vegeta, Piccolo, Tien Shinhan, Yamcha, Krillin, Chiaotzu, Puar—when we meet again, I'll be even stronger than I am now. We'll spar again then!" Nail, now four meters tall, swept his reluctant gaze across them and spoke with a smile.
"We will. Sparring with you was a lot of fun, Nail. We'll definitely meet again," Goku said with a simple grin, flashing his white teeth.
After this time spent training together under Big Brother He-El's guidance, sparring and competing with one another, they had formed deep bonds and become good friends.
"Next time, I'll transform into a Super Saiyan. Next time, I'll definitely win." Vegeta looked unconvinced. He had practiced