Power Level of Four

"Of course!"

Faced with Kami's excitement, Rhode smiled and nodded. "The reason I asked was because you look exactly like a Namekian!"

"Namekians are a peace-loving race. They do not need food; they can survive simply by drinking water and basking in the sun.

"However, many years ago, Planet Namek suffered a global catastrophe. Many lives perished, and the Namekians faced the danger of extinction, so they used spacecraft to send some of their people into the universe as seeds to continue their race.

"Perhaps you are one of those Namekians."

Rhode briefly told Kami what he knew about the Namekians, giving him a basic understanding of his own race.

As he spoke, Rhode seemed to think of something and looked at Kami curiously. "Oh, right. I heard that Namekians can create wish-granting Dragon Balls. I heard from Master Mutian that Dragon Balls also exist on Earth. I suppose they were made by you, Kami?"

"Namekians can create Dragon Balls too?"

As Rhode's words fell, Kami was already certain of his identity. He was one of the Namekians Rhode had mentioned, after all, since the Dragon Balls on Earth had indeed been created by his own hands.

"That's right!"

Seeing Kami's expression, Rhode smiled and nodded.

"Rhode, something's not right. Namekians generally have Power Levels above a thousand, and most reach around three thousand after adulthood. I heard combat-type Namekians can even surpass ten thousand!

"But this guy only has a little over two hundred. Could becoming a god limit the growth of one's Power Level?"

Although the fact that Dragon Balls could grant wishes had not spread, Namekians still had some fame throughout the universe because their Power Levels were generally very high.

Even though they were kind-hearted and peace-loving, few dared provoke them because they were so powerful.

Aila's doubtful words left Kami utterly shocked. Had his original potential truly been that great?

Still, if he had to choose again, he would still choose to sever himself from his evil half.

"All right, Mr. Popo, we can begin training."

Explaining Kami's origins was merely Rhode's payment for Kami agreeing to let Mr. Popo guide their training. As for what Kami might think or how he might act afterward, that was not within Rhode's consideration.

"Mr. Popo, I'll leave it to you to guide their training for a while!"

Seeing that Rhode had nothing more to say, Kami did not press for more answers. Besides, what he already knew was enough.

"Yes, Kami!"

In response to Kami's order, Popo, as his divine attendant, calmly obeyed without a change in expression. Then he turned to Rhode and spoke evenly. "Your control over Aura is already very high. Popo has nothing to teach you. If you wish to improve further, you can only rely on yourself."

When Popo looked at him, Rhode had originally been somewhat surprised. But upon hearing those words, he was immediately taken aback.

This divine attendant truly was no simple man!

Rhode's outwardly displayed Power Level was now four, but when he tried to lower it further, it became extraordinarily difficult. No matter how he tried, he could not do it.

He guessed that when he could completely reduce his Power Level to zero and make it vanish, he would have reached the pinnacle of control over his Aura. Perhaps then, he could step into the supreme realm of martial arts, return to his original state, and ascend to godhood.

He clearly remembered that Super Saiyan God was a return to one's original state, an entry into the God Realm. Mortals could not sense even the slightest trace of Aura.

Rhode was in no hurry about this. After all, his Power Level was only a little over three thousand. He was still far from transforming into a Super Saiyan, let alone reaching the God Realm.

Regardless of what he was thinking, after Popo evaluated him, he turned his gaze toward Aila, whose face was filled with shock, anger, and utter defiance.

"Your control over Aura is poor, and your mind is restless. If you do not resolve these problems, then even if the energy within your body increases, you will never reach the supreme realm of martial arts."

Popo's face remained expressionless, and his eyes showed no ripple. He turned a blind eye to the fury that seemed ready to burst from Aila's eyes and simply spoke the truth.

"By Kami's order, Popo will guide your training for some time. First, you will strengthen your control over Aura. Second, you will improve your state of mind."

As he spoke, Popo continued on his own, not caring in the slightest how Aila reacted. He was like a robot, without the slightest emotional fluctuation.

Popo did not care about Aila's feelings when he spoke. Seeing the flames of anger in her eyes burn ever fiercer, Rhode hurriedly said, "Aila, you heard him too. You still have many shortcomings.

"Although Mr. Popo's Power Level is lower than yours, his control over power far surpasses yours. The earlier battle already proved that, so you should learn properly from Mr. Popo.

"After all, you do not want to be unable to defeat me forever, do you?"

Rhode's words made Aila's chest heave even more violently, but his final sentence instantly took the wind out of her sails. She said unhappily, "I know what I need to do without you telling me!"

"That's good, then."

Seeing Aila's attitude, Rhode smiled faintly and said no more.

After that, Popo began guiding the two of them in training. No, more accurately, he guided Aila while Rhode observed from the side, comparing Popo's teachings with his own insights, integrating them, and then taking another step forward.

Rhode stayed at the Lookout for one day. Seeing that every issue Popo corrected for Aila was something he himself did not have, and that there was no new knowledge to gain afterward, he left the Lookout and flew down toward Karin's territory.

He had already mastered all the theory. All that remained was to put it into perfect practice through constant training and real combat. This was a gradual process, so Rhode was in no rush. He would first obtain some necessary things.

When he arrived at Korin Tower, Karin was already waiting there with a cane in hand. Clearly, the Old Cat had sensed Rhode's movements long ago.

"Karin, hello. I'm Rhode!"

Seeing the plump, short white cat before him, Rhode curiously looked him up and down and greeted him politely.

Although this cat's Power Level was not high, he was even older than Master Roshi, highly knowledgeable, and extremely experienced in martial arts.

"Alien, what have you come to see me for?"

Although Rhode had concealed his Aura and suppressed his displayed Power Level to four, Karin could still sense the vast, boundless energy within the youth before him, as deep and terrifying as an abyss.

It was precisely because he could sense that immense energy within Rhode that, while Karin appeared calm, his body was actually trembling uncontrollably, every hair on his body standing on end.

It was the instinctive reaction born when facing a lifeform so powerful that resistance was impossible.

"Karin, you seem a little nervous?"

Looking at the adorably clumsy Old Cat, Rhode smiled knowingly. His eyes narrowed as his gaze fell upon him, releasing faint traces of danger.