West City.
Capsule Corporation Backyard.
Bulma The medical cabin, nutritional solution, meals, and spare Battle Suit have all been arranged.
When the portal opens, the first one to come out is Goku.
When he saw the food on the long table, he felt refreshed.
"Rice!"
Chi-Chi stood by the table, holding a rice spoon in his hand.
"Goku!"
Goku paused in his steps.
A more terrifying sense of oppression than Omega Shenron, accurately hitting the family nerves of Saiyan.
"Chi-Chi, I'm back."
Chi-Chi looked him up and down.
His clothes were in tatters, there was still blood on his face, and his hair was messy.
Her eyebrows rose.
"You've done this to yourself again!"
Goku scratches the head.
"Krillin has cured me."
"It won't work even after being cured! Gohan was also injured along with you. How on earth did you become a father?"
Gohan had just come out of the space door. When he heard these words, the scholar's instinct made him want to explain the battle situation.
Krillin reached out from behind and held down his shoulders.
Don't say it.
Gohan Shut up immediately.
This is not a battle, this is Family Trial.
If you speak rashly, you will be affected.
After Vegeta stepped out, he saw Chi-Chi training Goku, and his tense face relaxed a little.
He rarely admits it, but every time he sees Kakarot being disciplined by Chi-Chi, he feels better.
Tights stood in the distance, folding his arms and looking at Vegeta.
"What are you laughing at?"
Vegeta immediately turned cold.
"I'm not laughing."
Vegeta turned away, he didn't want to discuss this topic.
Fat Buu came out of the space door and saw the snacks on the table, his eyes lit up.
Bulma With one finger in the air.
"Buu, your dessert today will be halved."
Fat Buu covered his chest.
"I know, Krillin has already been deducted!"
"Buu will no longer eat Dragon Balls."
Blue Haired Lanchi came out with hot soup. Hearing this sentence, he almost spilled the soup.
"Why would someone treat Dragon Balls as food?"
Golden Haired Lanchi leaned against the door, biting his cigarette and snorted.
"Are there not enough outrageous things in this family?"
Lazuli looked at Yamcha leading Fei'er out of the space door and frowned.
"You went out to fight Evil Dragon and brought back a girl?"
Eighteen was holding his arms beside him, and his tone was more direct than Lazuli.
"Yamcha, did you get the mission content wrong?"
Yamcha was so embarrassed that he wanted to find a crack in the ground and crawl into it.
Fei'er took half a step behind him.
She remembered that she was also Evil Dragon before, and felt that she had no confidence in hiding, so she stood up again.
"I was not picked up by him."
Lazuli Look at her.
Fei'er Bite the bullet.
"I was stripped of Negative Energy and left as an independent life."
Eighteen nodded.
"So I'd better bring back a girl."
Yamcha coughed.
"This matter is more complicated."
Krillin is doing some finishing damage from the side.
"It's not complicated. Oolong made a wish for girls' underwear, and Six-Star Dragon was born."
"Yamcha fought with her, and then both parties reached a consensus that they were going to beat Oolong."
There was suddenly silence in the backyard.
Bulma Cover your forehead.
"Oolong that pig..."
Golden Haired Lanchi's eyes lit up.
"Call me when you beat him."
Yamcha waved his hand hurriedly.
"Not now! Everyone just finished fighting today."
Fei'er asked seriously.
"Is that okay tomorrow?"
Yamcha looked at her rightly.
He couldn't find a reason to refuse.
Krillin clapped his hands.
"Okay, let's treat first and eat first. Beating Oolong can be included in the family entertainment program, don't worry."
Bulma glared at him.
"You still have the nerve to say it?"
"The power you just exerted turned my monitoring screen into white light and almost burned down the main unit!"
Krillin put on an unpredictable expression.
"This is a necessary pain in the evolution of the universe."
Bulma picked up the wrench.
"You try to fool me with your nonsense again?"
Krillin immediately changed to a normal tone.
"My bad, be careful next time."
Goku was holding a large bowl of rice, eating and watching the excitement.
"Krillin is also afraid of Bulma."
Krillin Turn your head.
"Are you afraid of Chi-Chi?"
Goku lowers his head and eats rice.
"I didn't say anything."
Chi-Chi snorted with satisfaction.
Piccolo stood at the edge of the backyard without taking a seat.
He looked at the big family in a commotion, and the lines between his brows became much calmer.
They had just experienced a war that could destroy the earth, and now they were quarreling over desserts, meals, wrenches, and old scores with Oolong.
This is very earthly.
It is precisely because of this that this planet is worth protecting.
Krillin walked up to him with a drink.
"What are you thinking about?"
Piccolo looked at the sky in the distance.
"Dragon God's legacy is still in my mind."
Krillin raised an eyebrow.
"A lot?"
"Not a lot, a lot."
Piccolo's Staff taps the ground gently.
"The making of Dragon Balls, the boundary of desire, the origin of the Dragon Clan, the rise and fall of the Demon Realm Home Planet, and something earlier."
Krillin took a sip of the drink.
"So you're not going to participate in the special training?"
Piccolo nodded.
"Hmm."
"I stay on Earth."
The noise in the backyard didn't stop.
Goku and Fat Buu are grabbing the same plate of meat.
Chi-Chi Knocked it over with a rice spoon, and two people became honest at the same time.
Vegeta sat at the corner of the table, pretending not to be interested in the food, but honestly took a plate of barbecue.
Tien Shinhan and Chiaotzu sit upright.
Blue Haired Lanchi served them soup, Chiaotzu thanked them in a low voice, Tien Shinhan was as serious as if he were participating in a martial arts ceremony.
Yamcha was surrounded and questioned by Lazuli, Eighteen, and Fei'er. His forehead was sweating, and his life entered a new copy.
Piccolo looked at these people quietly, as if they were enjoying themselves.
"Goku, Vegeta, and Gohan will all go. Tien Shinhan will go too."
"If Fat Buu leaves, a piece of the top combat power on the planet will be vacant."
"And my children."
"Children need to be watched over by adults, especially Milo."
Piccolo After saying this, Krillin almost spit out the drink.
Milo was born with terrifying combat power, and the destructive power of his daily activities is comparable to a small disaster.
"Are you sure you still want to be a nanny?"
"Asshole, I am Dragon God Guardian of Earth."
Piccolo gritted his teeth, he didn't recognize this title.
"Earth Dragon Balls just completed the divine transition and needs stability."
"Lookout also needs to rearrange the protection. I can't leave at this time."
Krillin Stop joking.
"You are right, the earth will be left to you. Remember to take care of Master Roshi for me."
Piccolo nodded.