Future Boy Trunks
Time flies like an arrow, Vegeta once again received training equipment from Tarble, eagerly throwing himself back into arduous training.
On the Kami's Lookout, Chi-Chi and Suno kept a close eye on Vegeta, this unstable element. Seeing that he had no ambition to conquer the Earth, they gradually let him go.
"After so much time, it's basically certain that Vegeta won't endanger Earth." Suno tossed a strand of her long, bright red hair.
"Let's observe him for a while longer. It would be best if he could reform himself like Piccolo, but I always have a feeling he'll cause trouble." Chi-Chi frowned, her intuition sometimes quite mysterious.
"I feel the same way. Saiyan warlike; it's ingrained in their very bones."
Suno nodded. Vegeta had a criminal record. Although the existence of Planet Sadala and Tarble's assurances guaranteed that he would not commit any further acts of aggression, Vegeta's rampant growth would seriously threaten Earth's safety should a battle break out.
As the Kami of Earth, they have a responsibility to maintain order on Earth. Deep down, they hope Vegeta can leave Earth as soon as possible, but it seems he won't be leaving anytime soon.
With a sigh, Chi-Chi pressed her temples with a troubled expression, her delicate eyebrows relaxing slightly, and her rosy lips parting.
"Just in case, let's use the power of the Shenron to strengthen the Earth once again!"
"Okay, I'll go prepare it right away."
Suno nodded in agreement. Taking precautions and being prepared for the worst was something that the Kami should consider. Since they couldn't banish Vegeta from Earth, strengthening the Earth with the power of the Dragon Ball was undoubtedly the best option. So Suno turned around and walked away slowly with light steps.
"This is really troubling, why do I feel uneasy?"
Gazing at the white clouds floating below the Kami's Lookout, Chi-Chi's eyes were lost in thought, her brows furrowed slightly, and she sensed an ominous feeling.
In the Southern Hemisphere, there is a dense primeval forest.
The autumn weather was already a bit chilly, and a light mist hung in the air among the mountain forests. The dense forests were lush with pines and cypresses, and the air was cool and pleasant. Various wild animals darted through the forest along the river and mountain paths. Suddenly, a rustling sound startled some slender animals, which fled into the depths of the forest.
A vibrant natural scene.
Above a range of rolling hills, a sudden gust of wind swept through the air, and a flying machine bearing the logo of Capsule Corporation appeared abruptly on the mountaintop.
This is an ellipsoidal aircraft, with the upper part made of a transparent special material. There are rotating blades in the middle, and four jet launchers are attached around it, spraying blue flames downwards. If Roland were here, he would recognize this ellipsoidal aircraft as a Time Machine.
The Time Machine slowly landed on the ground and was secured. A purple-haired boy carrying a greatsword jumped off the Time Machine. He glanced at the scene, which was completely different from his memory, and paused for a moment, a complex expression appearing in his eyes.
There is absolutely no such peaceful place in the world he lives in.
"This is the past, a completely different atmosphere from the future," young Trunks remarked, glancing at his pocket watch.
"There are four hours until Mr. Goku arrives on Earth. We must find Goku as soon as possible and tell him about the impending disaster!"
"We must never let this tragedy repeat itself..."
"Yes, first we need to deal with Frieza and his father. In history, they caused serious disasters to Earth." Trunks recalled for a moment, his expression resolute, and then he soared into the air, flying swiftly in one direction.
This boy is Trunks from the future. Of course, this Trunks is not the Trunks from the other universe that Roland had seen before. To be precise, he comes from another parallel universe within the Zeno Multiverse.
In another world, all the Dragon Ball warriors have perished, martial arts have completely declined, and only the remaining Earthling are left to eke out a living in the apocalypse, constantly fearing being killed by the Android. Such a world is one of despair. However, after the strongest warrior Son Gohan, also died at the hands of the Android, the last hope was almost extinguished.
There are no more experts on Earth who can subdue those two demons.
When the Dragon Ball warriors sacrificed themselves, Son Gohan was still very young. Even though he gave up his naive ideals and devoted all his energy to training, Son Gohan had to figure things out on his own without guidance, and his progress was very slow. Although he became Super Saiyan, he was no match for the Android.
When Son Gohan, Trunks was only fourteen years old, making him even less of a match for the Android.
When Trunks was young, Son Gohan and Bulma often lamented that if Goku were still alive, the Android wouldn't be so arrogant.
Trunks had never met him and didn't know what made him so special, because Goku died of a heart attack before he was even born. But since Gohan and his mother remembered Gohan so fondly, he must have been a very special person.
The mother spared no effort in creating Time Machine so that she could find Goku, tell him about future events, and thus change the cruel future.
Call out!
Like a thin ribbon, it swept across the sky, suddenly whipping up a fierce whirlwind, as Trunks flew at top speed with his greatsword on his back.
He envied the Anning scene before him, and especially couldn't bear to disturb the tranquility.
"We're almost there. According to historical records, Frieza and his father's spaceship will land in this vicinity."
Historically, the arrival of Frieza and his father caused a huge disaster on Earth. If it weren't for the Dragon Ball warriors' immense sacrifices in delaying Goku's arrival, Android Earthling wreak havoc. Now that he's in this world, Trunks naturally won't let such a disaster happen.
Even if his power is insufficient to defeat the Android, he is confident that he can deal with Frieza and his father.
On a hillside bathed in the scorching sun, Trunks found a shady spot to sit down, hugged his knees, and gazed absently at the somewhat desolate, primitive landscape in the distance.
A breeze was blowing, and several tumbleweeds swayed in the gentle wind. Even in this remote and deserted area, Trunks felt as if he were in paradise.
Time passed slowly, and in the blink of an eye, more than half an hour had gone by, but Frieza's spaceship still hadn't landed on Earth.
Trunks took out his pocket watch and looked at it several times, his face full of surprise. "Why haven't they arrived yet? According to historical records, Frieza and his father should have arrived on Earth three hours earlier than Goku. Could something have gone wrong?"
Trunks felt a little heavy-hearted, and even a sense of loss washed over him.
He hoped the world would change in the future, but when he actually discovered that history was changing, he felt somewhat lost and confused.
Logically speaking, even if his arrival changed history, it should have happened after Frieza and his father's spaceship departed long ago; there's no reason why they shouldn't have arrived on Earth yet.