Bulla!

"Welcome back, our people who have been separated from their homeland!" came an old voice.

Piccolo went up to the second floor of the building and saw a very old giant Namekian lying on a chair. His old face was as aged as Old Kami, but because he had taken several Tree of Might given to him by Roland, he was still very energetic.

"Who are you? Did you know I would come?"

"Hehe, I am the Grand Elder of the Namekian, a survivor of the Great Cataclysm. I sensed you when you entered Planet Namek in your spaceship. It's truly fortunate that there are Namekian survivors on other planets." The Grand Elder's words revealed his great joy.

"Namekian ..." Piccolo chewed on the word, realizing that he might be a Namekian.

"Yes, you are also Namekian. Our Planet Namek experienced a terrible climate catastrophe more than three hundred years ago. At that time, the situation was urgent, and only a few of our people were sent off the planet. I am the only survivor on our home planet. Even after more than three hundred years, the Namekian population has not recovered much."

"Child, come here and let me see what you've been through." The Grand Elder beckoned to Piccolo.

Piccolo frowned slightly, hesitated for a moment, and then walked to the Grand Elder's side.

The Grand Elder placed his hand on Piccolo's head, then closed his eyes to read his memories, muttering, "So that's how it is. You are Katatz's son, originally an excellent Dragon Clan, but unfortunately influenced by the evil thoughts of Earthling... Foolish, to separate your evil thoughts in order to become Kami, this is equivalent to needlessly splitting your talent."

"How can one become Super Namekian if neither the soul nor the body is complete!"

The Grand Elder sighed with regret, feeling sorry for the Old Kami's act of separating talents. He then continued reading and gradually learned about King Piccolo and Piccolo's experiences. He even saw the figure of Roland in Piccolo's memories.

"You can actually see my past?" Piccolo was shocked.

"Of course I can. As the Grand Elder of the Namekian, I certainly have the ability to do so." The Grand Elder chuckled.

"Fortunately, you are a complete life form born from King Piccolo Namekian's inherited methods. You are not a complete Demon Clan. In addition, you did not indiscriminately kill innocents after your birth. On the contrary, you hunted down countless Demon Clan in the Demon Realm, which is a great achievement. You still have a chance to turn back."

"Since you've come to Planet Namek, that's your good fortune. It would be such a waste for such a talented Warrior-type Namekian to fall into the Demon Clan. Let me give you a hand."

As he spoke, the Grand Elder closed his eyes, and the hand covering Piccolo's head emitted a soft glow.

Nail stood to the side, somewhat surprised by the Grand Elder's actions. He hesitated, wanting to say something, but ultimately remained silent.

"Swish"

A strange magical force acted on his body. Piccolo didn't know what the Grand Elder was going to do, but he felt an upward pulling force on his body, and a huge surge of heat gushed out, quickly spreading throughout his entire body. Piccolo suddenly opened his eyes, his pupils revealing an expression of disbelief.

"What... what's going on?!"

He felt as if every cell in his body was injected with adrenaline, brimming with vitality, and he possessed an indescribable strength.

With a whoosh, a vast surge of energy burst through the sky, and a white aura swirled around Piccolo. As the white aura burned fiercely, the entire Planet Namek shook violently.

"Incredible! My strength has increased so much!"

Piccolo clenched his fist, feeling the surge of power within him. He felt as if he could easily destroy a planet with just a little effort; this feeling of being filled with power was something he had never experienced before.

"This member of our tribe, withdraw your power."

A cold voice came, and then Nail's figure flashed and suddenly appeared beside him. The hand that was behind his back was placed on his shoulder, and the surging power was instantly suppressed.

So strong!

Piccolo's pupils suddenly contracted, and his arrogant expression vanished.

"What exactly happened? Why has my strength increased so much?" Piccolo suppressed the excitement in his chest. In just a moment, his strength had increased more than tenfold.

"The Grand Elder has the ability to unlock human potential. Just now, the Grand Elder used his ability to enhance your strength. According to the universally accepted combat power values, your current strength is approximately 200,000 combat power," Nail replied.

Upon hearing this from the Namekian looked remarkably like him, Piccolo, though unsure of the power system's divisions, roughly understood the situation by comparing his own changes in power.

Then he looked at Nail and asked directly, "What is your combat strength?"

"450,000!" Nail replied coldly, his power having naturally been enhanced by the Grand Elder.

If the Grand Elder were still in his old age, Nail would never have allowed him to sacrifice his energy to increase his power. However, after consuming the fruit of Roland's Tree of Might, the Grand Elder's health improved significantly. Although he still had to lie in a chair, he was often able to stand up for a while.

At this point, strengthening one's own power to protect Planet Namek would not be a bad idea.

Piccolo was deeply shocked to hear Nail reveal his fighting prowess.

"Piccolo, you are a true warrior. Nail is also Warrior-type Namekian, just like you. You can stay on Planet Namek and communicate with Nail for the rest of the time. Hehe, the Namekian have finally produced a worthy expert." The Grand Elder looked at Piccolo with a kind expression.

Piccolo's heart skipped a beat, and he agreed, "I'll stay on Planet Namek for the next few years."

"Nail, tell everyone to treat Piccolo well."

"Yes!" Nail obeyed the Grand Elder's command.

Piccolo nodded coolly to the Grand Elder, then went out with Nail, no longer disturbing the Grand Elder's rest.

Watching Nail and Piccolo walk away, the Grand Elder smiled. He hoped to use the Namekian's simplicity to influence Piccolo and make him a Namekian too. "Planet Namek hasn't had Super Namekian in a long time. Nail and Piccolo have a good chance!"

And so Piccolo began living on Planet Namek, spending his time either sparring and fighting with Nail or sitting alone on a cliff top meditating.

However, at this time, a few mischievous young Namekian would always come over and drag him to the field to water the vegetables. Piccolo had never liked children, but he just couldn't do anything about them.

Time passed day by day, like a fleeting moment, and a year quietly slipped away in the blink of an eye.

Mount Paozu, Goku's home.

The Briefs and Goku waited outside the delivery room. Inside, doctors and nurses from West City were delivering Bulma's baby. In their anxious wait, a baby's cry rang out, and Goku and Bulma's child was born.

The doctor came out of the room, while the nurses were still inside taking care of the mother and baby.

"Doctor, how is the situation?"

"Mother and daughter are safe and sound. Congratulations, Mr. Goku, you have a daughter." The doctor congratulated Goku. Although it seemed strange that the baby had a tail, the doctor had been paying attention to martial arts practitioners and knew that Mr. Goku had also had a tail when he was a child.

"Daughter..." Goku grinned foolishly.

Dr. Brief asked, "Have you decided on a name for the child?"

Goku: "I've already discussed it with Bulma. If it's a boy, we'll name Goten; if it's a girl, we'll name her Bulla. Bulla!"

"Bulla, that does have the characteristics of the Briefs family." Dr. Brief was very satisfied after hearing it.

Because he could often visit his grandfather Son Gohan, at the Five Elements Mountain, Goku did not name his child Son Gohan in memory of his grandfather.