Rebirth of Kolin

"My head hurts!" Kolin slowly opened his eyes, taking in the unfamiliar surroundings.

The cries of seagulls drifted in from outside the window, accompanied by the sound of waves crashing against the rocks.

"Where am I?" Kolin's head felt groggy.

Kolin slowly sat up, his body aching.

"Wait, why are my arms so short?" Kolin quickly jumped out of bed, noticing his shrunken limbs.

Why is the perspective so low? The whole world feels so much bigger. Kolin hurried to the mirror.

"Damn, who is this short, bald guy? Ah! Ah! My head hurts." Kolin felt like thousands of needles were piercing his brain, and the pain made him collapse onto the floor.

Thoughts surged into his mind like a tide, flashing images: being bullied since childhood after joining the Dolin Temple, running out crying, wandering in search of the God of Martial Arts, becoming Master Roshi's disciple, eating and playing and training with Goku to grow stronger, winning the World Martial Arts Tournament, being killed by King Piccolo's subordinate Tambourine, Goku avenging him... fragments emerged one after another, finally connecting into a coherent line.

Kolin wiped the sweat from his forehead and slowly stood up.

"I, Kolin, have actually come to the Dragon Ball World! My name is Kolin, and I've become Krillin. I was a Dragon Ball fan as a kid, fantasizing about being a Saiyan who could blow up planets with ease. Now I've become that bald little guy, Krillin." Kolin felt a bit dejected.

Looking at his body, he wanted to cry but had no tears. He estimated he was definitely not 155 cm tall.

"Sigh, no wonder No. 18 always calls me Shorty. This feels awful... Speaking of which, Lázuli is definitely goddess-level. She even has Eternal Energy. Now that I think about it, it's actually pretty good, a goddess-level wife, hehe..."

Krillin slowly walked out of the room.

"Oh my god, it really is an island. I've never seen an island in this life, no, the previous life..."

Not far away, there was an old man's chair, and an old man was sleeping on it, a lewd magazine covering his face.

"This must be Master Mutian," Krillin thought to himself.

Krillin felt a sense of gratitude towards Master Mutian. It was less gratitude and more like the relationship between a son and a father. Yes, a son and a father. In the later stages, Krillin was the only one who stayed with Master Roshi, accompanying him until the end. You treated me like a son, and I treated you like a father. However, this feeling could only be buried deep in his heart.

The sun had reached its zenith. Krillin said aloud, "Master Mutian, you can't sunbathe like this! The sun is so strong, it's too harsh."

Kolin thought to himself, If I get this tanned in the future, how will Lázuli ever look at me? I must take good care of myself from now on.

"Master Mutian, let me help you move to a better spot." Krillin gently moved Master Mutian under a coconut tree.

In fact, Master Mutian had woken up the moment Krillin approached. Hearing Krillin's mumbled words and seeing him move him to a shadier spot, he thought, I didn't dote on this child for nothing. So filial!

The sea breeze blew gently, and the air was so fresh. He had never seen the sea in his previous life. Now, seeing the vast, azure ocean, words of admiration filled his mind and spilled out: "Ah! Ocean, you have so much water."

Krillin ran towards the beach. The golden sand, the crashing waves, the cries of seagulls, and someone's doggy paddle formed a beautiful picture.

Krillin dove underwater. With a Battle Power of 100, he could hold his breath for at least half an hour. The underwater world was truly beautiful, with colorful corals and schools of fish.

Suddenly, several red shadows flashed past his eyes.

"What a big shrimp, it must be delicious. I'll catch a few and make spicy shrimp for Master Mutian." Krillin slowly swam towards it, but the shrimp's propulsion speed was too fast. Every time he got close, it would flash away. Krillin gradually lost his patience.

"This is what you forced me to do, Ha... Kame...hame...ha."

Pfft. A small water column. What's going on? My Battle Power is at least 100 now, yet I can't even unleash a Kamehameha. Let me try again.

"Ha... Kamehameha, pfft... I must be mistaken. There must be some technique." At this moment, he suddenly recalled what Master Mutian said when teaching him martial arts: to unleash a Kamehameha, one must first achieve a high degree of coordination between one's own spirit and body.

"High degree of coordination, high degree of coordination!" Krillin's face lit up with joy.

"Haha, I understand, I understand!"

Krillin struck the exclusive Kamehameha pose again, hands together, rotated 90 degrees. Ha... Ha... Kame...hame...ha.

Pfft, pfft... Wrong again, let's try again. Failure 99+... Krillin closed his eyes, feeling every movement, every trace of Ki within himself, concentrating all his strength into his hands.

Now! Krillin suddenly opened his eyes, a bright light emanating from his hands. He fired the Kamehameha at the seawater behind him, using the recoil to propel himself at high speed.

"Gotcha, you little brat. Run all you want, trying to mess with me, hahahaha..." Krillin couldn't help but laugh out loud.

He repeated the process and caught five shrimp, enough to eat.

"Going home, going home." Krillin slowly ascended. He had already learned the Flight Technique and flew towards Kame Island, albeit very slowly.

"Master Mutian, Master Mutian, 'Look what I caught!'" Krillin shouted.

Master Mutian put down his adult magazine and slowly got up. "Oh, Krillin!"

Krillin ran towards Master Mutian and threw the shrimp in front of him.

Master Mutian said with a bit of surprise, "Big Red Shrimp. They're everywhere in the sea, tough and with little meat. You went to all that trouble for nothing."

Haha, Krillin smiled. "Master Mutian, even you can be ignorant sometimes. Today, I'll make you a feast. Just you wait and see."

Krillin then took the shrimp into the kitchen. Just as he was about to start cooking, he realized there was no garlic. No garlic, no garlic... Krillin ran to the main hall and asked Master Mutian, "Do we have that thing? You know, the big bulb that peels into slices and tastes spicy."

Master Mutian said, "I think I've seen it. Let me think... I remember seeing it 50 years ago when I was training in the mountains. I picked a small bag, ate some, didn't like the taste, and just planted it on a small island about 50 miles southwest of Kame Island."

Upon hearing this, Krillin immediately used the Flight Technique and shouted, "Master, I'll be right back!"

Krillin searched in the southwest direction. He encountered five small islands but found nothing. It was already dusk. The vast sea, countless islands.

"Damn it, this is too difficult!"

Krillin landed on a small island about the size of three football fields and searched carefully. Suddenly, he rejoiced. He saw it! Familiar garlic! It was worth searching over a hundred islands. It was dense here, so it seemed he wouldn't lack it in the future.

He arrived at Kame Island, the moon already hanging in the sky.

"Master Mutian, I'll start cooking right away," Krillin said urgently.

"How about we go out to eat today? I actually still have some money left," Master Mutian said with disbelief.

Krillin quickly replied, "Teacher, believe me." With that, Krillin ran to the kitchen, put a pot on the stove, heated oil, and sautéed the garlic... (the rest is up to imagination)

"Master Mutian, dinner is ready," Krillin found Master Mutian half-sitting and staring at the TV, his eyes lecherous, drooling. Krillin walked over and shouted, "Master Mutian, dinner is served!"

"Oh, Krillin, don't block my view. Come watch with me."

Krillin broke out in a sweat, "Just a little longer, Lázuli still needs..."

"What is that? It smells so good," Master Mutian said, his eyes shining.

Master Mutian walked to the table and saw a large basin of red shrimp.

"Teacher, try some!"

Master Mutian twisted off a leg, licked it, and oh-oh, his eyes lit up. He started devouring it like he had seen a beautiful girl.

"Teacher, leave some for me!" After working hard for so long, he was now starving.

A long while later, the two lay on the sofa, looking very content.

"By the way, Krillin, Ox-King came over today. He said Goku and Chi-Chi are getting married in a month and invited us," Master Mutian said slowly.

"Oh? Goku is getting married?" So this is Era 756. Less than 5 years until Raditz comes to Earth, and then it will be the Dragon Ball Z era. Time waits for no one, Krillin thought to himself.

"Master Mutian, where is Launch?"

"Probably went out robbing again."

"Oh, then I'll go rest. Teacher, you should rest early too," Krillin walked towards his room.

"Krillin, do you still remember the essence of the Turtle School?" Master Mutian asked powerfully.

Krillin paused and said, "Of course, I remember."

Krillin lay on his bed, no longer as carefree as he was during the day, with many thoughts on his mind.

In 5 years, it would be the era of great chaos on Earth. Earth was like a powder keg, ready to explode at any moment.

I am just an ordinary Earthling. My Battle Power increases very slowly.

Can I train as hard as Krillin? I'm not sure myself. I'm afraid it will be very difficult. How will I protect No. 18 in the future? How will I protect my daughter? Do I have to rely on Goku to protect my wife and daughter?

Krillin clenched his fists. "I'm just an Earthling. I'm just an Earthling. I'll never reach Goku's level," Krillin sighed heavily.

"Ding dong, is the host starting to feel discouraged?"

"Who? Who's talking?"

"Hello, host. This system is the Strongest Earthling Cultivation Assistant."