When Krillin came back from Otherworld, most of the lights in Capsule Corporation's backyard were still on.
The lively and pyrotechnic smell of the dinner party still lingers on the lawn.
Chi-Chi is directing several round-headed household appliances Robot, cleaning the last few dishes quickly.
Bardock is sitting on a bench in the corner of the yard, with a cup of tea that has already cooled down.
His eyes were deep and silent in the bright night sky, not knowing what he was thinking.
Goku leaned next to him, rarely able to stay awake at this time.
Neither father nor son spoke, but their shoulders were very close.
Krillin glanced at this rare and warm picture, did not bother them, turned around and walked towards the steps of the main house.
He took out a fist-sized crystal data core.
Light blue light patterns flowed on the surface of the core, which looked particularly dazzling in the night. The coordinate information sealed inside slowly unfolded between his fingers as he moved.
This is the second wish Trunks made when he summoned Shenron, the coordinates of Broly.
Light patterns intertwined rapidly in the air, pulling out a miniature and three-dimensional star map.
The positions of hundreds of stars were quickly marked and flashed past, and finally the light spot was locked on the edge of a galaxy that was so remote that it was almost forgotten.
Planet Vampa.
This is a desolate planet thrown into the corner of the universe, spanning more than two star sectors from the earth.
It is not on any known interstellar route, let alone the huge power territory of the Frieza empire back then.
Krillin put away the data core and walked back to the backyard.
"Goku."
Hearing the sound, Goku's ears twitched, and his whole body became energetic instantly.
He jumped up from the bench like a spring, and his eyes were so bright that he could be used as a lantern in the dark.
"Krillin! Is it about Broly?"
Krillin nodded to confirm.
"The coordinates are confirmed, Planet Vampa, not too far away."
Bardock raised his head when he heard the words, and his weathered face turned to Krillin.
"That legendary Saiyan you mentioned before?"
"Yes, Paragus's son, Broly." Krillin answered.
Bardock stood up, raised his hand and patted the non-existent dust on his legs.
He turned his head and stared in the direction of the starry sky, his eyes showing a sharpness that belonged to the old school Saiyan Warrior.
"I'll go too."
Krillin nodded in agreement.
Bulma poked his head out from the balcony on the second floor at this time, holding a glowing tablet in his hand.
"Are you going out again? You just came back a while ago."
"Be back soon." Krillin raised his head and smiled at her, "I just went to pick up someone."
Bulma rolled his eyes and turned around to continue looking at the pile of data in his hand.
Krillin turned to look at the other side of the yard.
Vegeta is standing under the thick old banyan tree, with his arms crossed in front of his chest and his back leaning against the tree trunk.
He has actually been listening to the conversation here, but has always remained silent.
"Vegeta, are you going?" Krillin asked.
Vegeta closed his eyes and replied coldly.
"That Broly, you said his talent far exceeds mine."
"Yes." Krillin said calmly.
Vegeta opened his eyes suddenly, those golden eyes were particularly dazzling in the night, showing an unabashed competitiveness.
"Then I have to go. I want to see with my own eyes how far ahead he is."
Goku smiled and leaned forward, bumping Vegeta with his shoulder.
"Vegeta You must be excited."
"Shut up, Kakarot." Vegeta scolded him with a cold face.
Krillin turned his attention to another window on the second floor of the main house.
Behind the curtain, there is a quiet figure reading at night.
"Gohan, come down."
The curtain was opened at a corner, and Gohan poked his head out, habitually pushing up the black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose.
"Uncle Krillin, call me?"
"You go too."
Gohan seemed a little surprised.
"Where to go?"
"Planet Vampa. Go meet another Saiyan."
Gohan hesitated for a moment, seeming to be weighing the book at hand and this trip.
Krillin Make it clear directly.
"Your Beast Super Saiyan 4 is still short of the last step. You should know it yourself."
Gohan was silent for two seconds.
After the Evil Dragon battle, he has been thinking about his combat status.
Beast Super Saiyan 4's explosive power is indeed strong enough, but there is always a sense of fragmentation when fighting continuously.
The integration between the peace of the Mystic Realm and the violence of Beast Factor is not smooth enough, and it can never reach the level of perfect self-consistency.
He took off his glasses and put them in his breast pocket, supported the window sill with one hand, climbed down the window lightly, and landed steadily on the lawn.
"Okay, I'll go."
Krillin turned around and looked at the three Tien Shinhan people sitting not far away.
Tien Shinhan was sitting cross-legged on a stone bench in the lawn with his eyes closed and meditating, while Chiaotzu was dozing off on his shoulder.
Yamcha was leaning against a palm tree, drinking a glass of iced juice in his hand.
"You three stay." Krillin ordered.
Yamcha put down the juice cup and curled his lips, looking a little disappointed.
Krillin laughed.
"Don't worry, I have business for you. Go find Bulma and prepare the various equipment and supplies that Super Space-Time Training will bring."
"In addition, the three of you and Bulma should go over the list of cross-universe operations I arranged before carefully to make sure there are no mistakes."
Tien Shinhan opened his eyes and nodded seriously.
Chiaotzu also rubbed his eyes and woke up, muttering softly.
"I actually want to see what the new Saiyan looks like."
Yamcha leaned back in the chair and waved his hand helplessly.
"Okay, okay, my job is to be a handyman."
He turned his head and glanced at Feier, who was sitting on the other side chatting happily with Lan Qi.
Seeing this scene, Yamcha's tone immediately became more energetic.
"Then I'll get Fei'er settled before I go."
Krillin said no more.
He closed his eyes and entered the coordinate information in the data core into his perception range.
King of Gods level Instant Transmission can lock the target across the entire universe, but only if there is a clear aura or precise location coordinates.
The huge coordinate data was quickly analyzed in his mind and turned into an extremely clear positioning point.
Planet Vampa, found it.
He stretched out a hand, palm up.
Goku was the first to pat him with a smile and hold on tightly.
Vegeta frowned, with a face full of reluctance, but he also stretched out his hand to take it.
Gohan followed closely behind, folding his hands on top.
Bardock looked at the strange behavior of this group of people, hesitated for a moment, and looked a little weird.
"What kind of ceremony is this?"
Goku turned around and smiled at him, showing his white teeth.
"Father, just come up with me. This is Instant Transmission."
Bardock put his broad palm on it hesitantly.
Krillin's palms tightened suddenly.
The space instantly distorted.
The figures of five people disappeared out of thin air from the backyard of Capsule Corporation.
Bulma stood on the balcony, looking at the empty lawn, and sighed helplessly.
"Gone again."
She picked up the tablet, turned around and walked back into the house.
"Okay, now it's my job."