This World Only Has This One Relative Left for Me

"In the sky! They're riding a spaceship!" Tien Shinhan's face paled slightly. "Looks like they don't plan to land... Maybe they're keeping those two Dragon Balls on the ship!"

"If that's the case... we'll jump aboard and snatch them while he's off guard." Master Roshi looked up at the large spaceship, his brow furrowing slightly.

Aboard the spaceship.

King Piccolo was also peering downward with his minion, Piano.

And beside King Piccolo stood the Pilaf Trio.

"Nothing visible from the surface." Pilaf craned his neck for a closer look below.

"Hidden away." King Piccolo chuckled lightly, clutching the two Dragon Balls in his hand. "The other side must have their eyes on these Dragon Balls of mine. Safer to keep them on me."

With that, King Piccolo extended his long tongue and gently placed the two Dragon Balls onto it.

Then, King Piccolo swallowed the Dragon Balls into his mouth, gulping them straight down.

"Th-That's King Piccolo? He ate the Dragon Balls!" Tien Shinhan's Third Eye had sharp vision, and he couldn't help but gasp in shock.

"You... what did you say?" Master Roshi's face turned grim. "Damn it, he's crafty! Looks like we won't get the Dragon Balls without beating him."

"There's no other way but to fight." Tien Shinhan stripped off his vest, revealing his muscular back, ready to fight to the death.

"Stand back, I'll handle him!" Master Roshi's tone was heavy as he waved Tien Shinhan off. "I won't die—I've drunk the Water of Immortality!"

"Don't joke around!" Tien Shinhan snapped angrily. "Don't you know why I came here? I want to fight!"

"Pfft pfft pfft..."

Master Roshi pulled out a small bottle and sprayed some knockout gas directly into Tien Shinhan's face.

"What... what are you doing?" Tien Shinhan looked bewildered.

"Thud!"

The next moment, Tien Shinhan collapsed on the spot, his consciousness fading.

"Sorry, just take a nap!" Master Roshi dragged Tien Shinhan deep into the cave and hid him well. "I don't want any more pointless sacrifices! There's no Water of Immortality—that was all a lie! Goku's already gone. If I die, you're the only one left who can defeat the Demon King! But you're still far from ready. Train hard, and one day you'll beat him!"

With that, Master Roshi strode toward the cave entrance.

After two steps, he paused.

"Take care of Broly for me... He's the only family I have left in this world." Master Roshi said solemnly.

After speaking, he waved to Broly and Chiaotzu in the distance.

"Broly! Chiaotzu, did you hear that?" Master Roshi asked quickly.

"We heard you, old man." Broly nodded in reply.

"Cancel the original plan! No matter what happens, neither of you come out!" Master Roshi's tone was grave.

"Old man, you... you're not..." Broly frowned, his bad feeling growing stronger.

"Broly, take care of yourself!" Master Roshi gave Broly a kind smile.

Then, without a moment's hesitation, Master Roshi strode out of the cave.

"Come down, King Piccolo! The Dragon Balls are here!" Master Roshi looked up and shouted at King Piccolo in the sky.

"You recognize me? Not bad." King Piccolo was a little surprised, then sneered contemptuously. "But knowing I'm King Piccolo and still daring to challenge me—you must be out of your mind! Hmph, hmph, hmph, quite the courage!"

"Smack!"

King Piccolo leaped from the spaceship and landed slowly beside Master Roshi.

"The Dragon Balls you've gathered are all buried here." Master Roshi pointed to the spot where they were buried, telling King Piccolo the truth. "If you can take me down, they're all yours. No need to hold back."

"Hmph!" King Piccolo sneered dismissively. "What an amusing old man!"

"We'll see how long you can laugh." Master Roshi's lips curled slightly.

"Hahaha! Did I hear that right? You really want to fight me, King Piccolo?" King Piccolo laughed as if he'd heard the universe's most absurd joke, his Green Face twisting with extreme mockery, his laughter growing louder, screeching like a night owl echoing across the barren wasteland. "You arrogant fool, haven't you even heard of my legendary, fearsome deeds? How dare you spout such nonsense!"

"This isn't my first time seeing you." Facing King Piccolo's wild laughter, Master Roshi remained eerily calm, slowly removing his sun hat to reveal his bald head, his eyes sharp as a hawk's, his voice low and certain.

"Hmph, hmph, hmph, stop your blathering, you old fossil!" King Piccolo let out a series of cold snorts, a cruel grin curling at his green lips, clearly not believing a word. "Trying to scare me with such a pathetic lie? How ridiculous!"

"I'm not lying," Master Roshi's tone grew heavier, each word carrying the weight of old memories, his eyes narrowing as if piercing through time to a war-torn era. "Long ago, my master and I fought you together. It was a brutal battle that decided the fate of the world."

"Wh-What?" King Piccolo's arrogant grin froze instantly, as if struck by an invisible lightning bolt, his body trembling almost imperceptibly.

Suddenly, a long-forgotten fear from the depths of King Piccolo's soul began to creep in.

"Let me tell you my master's name!" Master Roshi took a bold step forward, his voice rising with a solemn, decisive declaration, a bittersweet smile crossing his face. "It was Master Mutaito!"

"Wh-What?! Master Mutaito!!" King Piccolo recoiled as if hearing the most terrifying curse in the world, his hideous green face draining of all color, turning a sickly pale.

That name. That figure. That humiliating memory of being sealed away—it all surged back like a tidal wave!

It nearly choked King Piccolo!

"Smack!"

In that instant of King Piccolo's shock and exposed weakness, Master Roshi moved like lightning, his speed belying his aged frame. He quickly pulled out a Hoi-Poi Capsule, pressed it firmly, and hurled it without hesitation onto the open ground ahead!

"Bang!"

A soft pop accompanied a puff of white smoke as the Hoi-Poi Capsule expanded and transformed in the blink of an eye into an old-fashioned Rice Cooker, covered in ancient seals and mysterious talismans!

The Rice Cooker sat there silently, exuding an eerie, heart-stopping aura.