Piccolo swallowed hard and asked,
How do we know if what you're saying is true?
Senga shrugged, and the next second, he teleported in front of Goku and Piccolo. Before the two could react, Senga had already extended two fingers and tapped them on their foreheads.
All the information about the Saiyan flooded into their minds.
When the two came to their senses, Senga had already put on a pair of black-rimmed glasses, and his entire demeanor changed, becoming harmless.
No one would have imagined that Senga's body contained power capable of destroying a planet.
Goku was still absorbed in the information about the Saiyan, and he murmured to himself,
"Warrior Race? I'm Saiyan?"
Senga adjusted his glasses and said,
"Stop standing there, hurry up and improve your strength! You only have one year left!"
After saying that, Senga's figure flashed and disappeared from the spot.
Meanwhile, on another planet, Vegeta was excitedly shouting to Nappa.
"Nappa! Did you hear that? There are Dragon Balls on Earth that can grant immortality!"
Nappa scratched his bald head and asked in confusion,
"Dragon Balls? What are those?"
"Hmph, all you need to know is that this thing can make us immortal! Raditz mentioned Namekian at the end, so the Dragon Balls must be related to them!"
"But what about that unknown enemy? He's not easy to deal with!"
"At worst, I'll transform. For the Dragon Balls, it's worth the risk!"
Vegeta ignored the planet he had just conquered and flew straight to his spaceship. Nappa hesitated for a moment before following him.
On Earth, Senga has returned to school and continues to enjoy his campus life, completely unconcerned about the changes that will occur in the Dragon Ball World because of him.
Since Goku didn't die in this battle, it's unknown whether he'll ever encounter King Kai again.
Of course, if Goku fails to defeat Vegeta, Senga will naturally step in, since he still needs to play in this world for a while.
It's worth mentioning that Lazuli appeared at Senga's classroom door when school ended today.
The boys in the class had their eyes light up when they saw Lazuli, but what happened next shattered their hearts.
Lazuli walked straight up to Senga, completely ignoring the group of girls gathered around Senga, and asked,
"Senga, shall we walk home together after school?"
Senga naturally wouldn't refuse; he smiled and nodded in agreement.
The two walked out of the classroom together in full view of everyone.
On the way home, Lazuli suddenly asked,
"Senga, why did you call me No. 18 when we first met? Was there any special meaning behind it?"
"Hmm... I forgot too, maybe it's because I like the number 18!"
"Tch! What kind of reason is that? So mysterious!"
"Believe it or not, but from now on I'll call you No. 18, okay?"
"It's a strange name, but you can call me that if you like."
"Haha, you're quite easy to talk to. By the way, where's your brother?"
"He went to ride a motorcycle, but those things are too noisy, I don't like them."
"Is he an adult? Can he ride a motorcycle?"
"He's eighteen years old, okay? What? Aren't you eighteen yet?"
"Actually, based on age, you should call me 'uncle'!"
No. 18 paused for a moment, then burst out laughing.
"What nonsense are you talking about? You look even younger than my brother!"
Senga shook his head helplessly. He was telling the truth, and there was nothing he could do if No. 18 didn't believe him.
At a fork in the road, No. 18 suddenly said to Senga,
"Senga, could you take your glasses off?"
Senga nodded, then took off his scholarly-looking black-rimmed glasses, revealing his pair of golden eyes.
Even with the light dimmed, her eyes still looked dazzling, adding an indescribable air of nobility to Senga.
No. 18 stared intently into Senga's eyes and murmured,
"Your eyes are even more beautiful than when I saw them on the basketball court; they're simply works of art!"
Senga couldn't help but tease,
"Is it that serious? Do you want me to pry it off and show you?"
No. 18 gave Senga a reproachful look, then smiled gently. She bent slightly, put her hands behind her back, and said,
"I'm not going to argue with you anymore. Thank you for coming this far with me. You should go back now!"
"Huh? Where do I go back to?"
"Of course we're going back to your uncle's house, the principal! Don't you realize you've gone way too far?"
"Well..."
Senga then remembered his current identity: the principal's nephew, a well-known figure in the school for his connections!
No. 18 pointed a finger at Senga's chest and said with a smile,
"What? You've even forgotten where you live? It's getting late, hurry back, see you tomorrow, Senga- kun!"
Senga nodded in response.
See you tomorrow, drive safely.
"Um."
The two parted ways at this fork in the road, but neither of them noticed that a tiny insect, no bigger than a fingernail, was perched on a tree by the roadside, its reflection in the eye of No. 18.
In a dark underground research institute, an old man with gray hair sat in front of several large screens, on which were projected photos of three people: Senga, No. 17, and No. 18.
And this old man is Dr. Gero, a remnant of the Red Ribbon Army.
He was staring at Senga's photo and talking to himself.
"Who exactly is this guy? Sun Wukong and Piccolo are acting so nervous in front of him, his strength must be extraordinary."
Then, he turned his attention to the photos on the No. 17 and No. 18.
"However, no matter how powerful he is, he can't possibly be a match for androids. These twin siblings are simply the perfect material for androids. Once I succeed, I can conquer the whole world with their help!"
At this point, Dr. Gero got so excited that snot was running down his face.
This guy is indeed a genius; his research on androids is truly groundbreaking even in the vast universe.
He was incredibly stupid when it came to controlling androids; almost none of the androids he created obeyed him.
And he actually thought he could use a remote control to threaten No. 17 and No. 18 into working for him? Didn't he realize that he couldn't possibly press the button faster than No. 17 and the others?
So it was no wonder he ended up with his brains splattered.