Kami's Lookout The wind always carries a thin coolness.
Kami's wrinkled old face was now tangled into a ball of bitter gourd. He looked at the bald head in front of him, and the knuckles holding the cane turned white from exertion.
Just now, when he was about to take away Goku's body, Krillin appeared out of thin air with that uncomfortable teleportation and made a request that made his blood pressure soar.
"You... you mean, you want to take your body to Other World?"
Kami's voice was trembling, which was unheard of.
"Krillin, Other World is the destination of the dead. The yang energy of the living is too heavy, not to mention whether the rules allow it or not, just the erosion of the environment..."
"Don't look at me like that."
Krillin fiddled with Gravity Ring on his wrist casually, with a nonchalant look on his face.
"It's not like you don't know that I can beat up aliens in a vacuum environment. A mere Other World environment is no different to me than taking a walk in the back garden."
Kami is speechless.
Indeed, this guy is a freak.
He also saw the battle just now. Saiyan named Raditz was ridiculously strong, but Krillin swatted him to death like a fly.
What's even more frightening is that Krillin has a trait called "Starry Sky Adapter" that allows him to keep his vital signs locked in any extreme environment.
"But, Master King Yemma..."
Kami is still a little worried.
King Yemma is in charge of life and death, and his temper is notoriously violent. If he knew that he would bring a living person down through the back door, he might not be able to protect his status in the future.
"Don't worry, I have a way to deal with that big guy."
Krillin patted Kami on the shoulder with such force that Old Kami almost fell apart.
"Let's go, don't keep Goku waiting. If you go late, that guy might have gotten lost looking for food on Road to the Afterlife."
Kami sighed and could only accept his fate.
He grabbed Krillin's shoulders, and without even reciting a spell, Krillin clasped him with his backhand. The two people's bodies twisted and disappeared in Kami's Lookout in an instant.
Other World, King Yemma In front of the palace.
The sky here is always oppressive and hazy, with countless white cloud-like souls lining up in a long queue, waiting for trial like an airport security checkpoint.
At the front of the team, behind a huge mahogany desk, sat a giant as tall as a mountain.
King Yemma.
He was wearing a crisp suit, with two sharp horns on his head, and his purple-red skin shone under the light.
At this moment, he is holding a huge seal and stamping it on the document like a pile driver, "Go to heaven" and "Go to Hell". Each time it falls, it is accompanied by a loud noise of shaking the earth.
"Yo! Goku!"
Krillin As soon as he landed, he saw the orange figure with a confused face standing next to the desk looking around.
Goku turned around when he heard the sound, his eyes lit up instantly, and his innocent face was filled with surprise.
"Krillin! Are you dead too? Great! I thought I was the only one here. The old man with the horns just now was so fierce."
Kami was sweating coldly when he heard this, and he wanted to go up and cover Goku's mouth.
"I'm not dead, I'm here to travel with you."
Krillin walked over with a smile and looked Goku up and down. The aperture above his head looked quite unique, like a fluorescent tube.
"Not dead?"
Goku scratched his head. Obviously this complicated logic was beyond the processing range of his CPU, but he quickly put the problem behind him and asked excitedly.
"By the way, what about Krillin, Gohan and Trunks? Where is that guy Piccolo?"
"Don't worry, Piccolo may look a little stinky, but his life is still strong."
Krillin recalled Trunks's eager expression when he left, and the corner of his mouth raised slightly.
"Trunks and Gohan were taken for special training by him. Wait for you Resurrection in a year, and you will see two amazing little warriors."
"Really? That's great!"
Goku was so happy that he wanted to jump up, but soon became dejected.
"But the one named Raditz said that a more powerful Saiyan will come in a year... I'm afraid I won't be able to catch up."
"So I will take you to find King Kai." Krillin pointed to the front.
At this time, a terrifying sense of oppression enveloped the three of them.
King Yemma put down the document in his hand, stared at Krillin with his big copper bell-like eyes, and sprayed out two streaks of white gas visible to the naked eye from his nostrils.
The temperature of the entire hall instantly dropped to freezing point, and the souls queuing around were trembling with fear.
"Kami..."
King Yemma's voice was like thunder, causing Kami's eardrums to hurt.
"As the God of the Earth, don't you know the rules? It's okay to bring dead people. Why is there a living person?! Do you think this is a vegetable market?!"
Kami was so frightened that his legs went weak, he almost knelt down and stammered to explain.
"Yan... Master King Yemma, this is also for the future of the earth... This young man has extraordinary strength..."
"I don't care about the future!"
King Yemma slammed the table, causing the book of life and death on the table to jump half a meter high.
"Rules are rules! Go back to the living world! Otherwise, don't blame me for throwing you into Hell's oil pan and frying you into tempura!"
That momentum is so powerful that he is worthy of being a giant in charge of both Yin and Yang realms.