Piccolo is gone? What about Gohan?

Noticing that everyone's gaze had once again converged on him—this time joined by Bulma, Krillin, and Master Roshi—Lin Chuan couldn't help but chuckle.

It seemed the spotlight had shifted back onto him.

To be honest, Lin Chuan hadn't expected Son Goku to treat him entirely as a pillar of support.

After all, even though he had displayed his strength, shown goodwill, and provided them with so much information, he had only just arrived on Earth.

How should he put it? Although this was the situation he had wanted to see, Lin Chuan was clearly feeling a bit of resistance.

This resistance stemmed from being used.

Because Son Goku's approach wasn't born of true trust; it was because they weren't enemies for the time being, so the man was looking to leverage him to stabilize the overall situation.

To say that the early-stage Son Goku had average intelligence and was a simple-minded person who couldn't use his brain?

That was absolute nonsense!

That seemingly unintentional smiling face and those clear eyes might look innocent, but his intentions were laid bare.

"Since you've put it that way, I can promise you that I won't stand by and watch Earth be destroyed without intervening!"

"At the very least, this planet does have things I need, the environment is decent, and it's suitable for living."

"However, don't go praying that I'll step in and suppress Vegeta and the others directly. If you really can't defeat them a year from now, I will protect Earth from destruction at that time. Consider that the condition for me borrowing the Earth Dragon Balls and staying here temporarily. How about that?"

As his words fell, Lin Chuan circled back to the topic of borrowing the Dragon Balls.

Since it was a matter of being used, Lin Chuan naturally had to clarify his own stance.

With this statement, he had essentially agreed to Son Goku's request.

"Having your word is enough. You can use the Dragon Balls, but you cannot make wishes like gaining immortality or harming the world."

"Otherwise, no matter what, we will never help you find the Dragon Balls."

Son Goku laid the ugly truth out upfront.

He had long realized that Lin Chuan would bring this up; it had just been skipped over earlier because they were discussing intelligence regarding Vegeta and Frieza.

Now that it had circled back, it was inevitable.

To say he was smart, he was indeed smart, but he was also somewhat foolish.

He had spoken so clearly, but if Lin Chuan were just acting, he could simply go back on his word when it came time to make the wish. What could Son Goku do about it then?

Son Goku should be grateful that he truly wasn't an enemy, and that he had no intention of making such wishes.

"Rest assured, such wishes hold no temptation for me! Besides, I imagine the Earth's Dragon Balls have their limits, right? Once a wish exceeds their capacity, they wouldn't be able to grant it anyway." Nodding in agreement, Lin Chuan took the opportunity to look at Piccolo and said, "Actually, I was quite curious earlier about where the Dragon Balls that grant wishes on Earth came from. Now that I see you, a Namekian, I think I understand! The Dragon Balls must have been created by you, right?!"

"It is rumored that Namekians possess many peculiar powers. Your ability to regenerate limbs is one, and creating Dragon Balls is another, isn't it?"

After saying this, Lin Chuan narrowed his eyes.

He said this intentionally to bring the Namekians into the spotlight, while simultaneously making everyone here realize that Planet Namek still possessed Dragon Balls.

"What you say is indeed correct! But you are also wrong! The Dragon Balls were not created by me. The field I excel in is combat!" Staring at Lin Chuan, Piccolo's reply was direct and defiant.

Even if his strength was lacking, the arrogance of King Piccolo remained.

"Is that so? In that case, you must be a combat-type Namekian. However, your strength is indeed a bit weak, because the combat power of a normal combat-type Namekian is generally over 2,000!" Lin Chuan said.

He had forgotten whether this figure was accurate, but according to the development of the plot, combat-type Namekians possessed the combat power to kill high-ranking soldiers of the Frieza Force, and they could also control their own power to burst forth in an instant.

In his memory, he had a deep impression of a Namekian named Nail.

Because he was the first being on Planet Namek to face Frieza head-on.

His combat power was as high as 42,000.

Hearing Lin Chuan's words, the group became restless again.

Especially Krillin, Master Roshi, and Bulma, who had just arrived and learned a portion of the situation.

Who would have thought that Piccolo was actually an alien?

And according to the news that the combat power of combat-type Namekians was generally over 2,000, didn't that mean King Piccolo could only run wild on Earth, and would be nothing but trash if he returned to Planet Namek?

Piccolo clenched his fists; resentment and unwillingness were inevitable in his heart.

Thinking of those clansmen he had never met having combat power exceeding 2,000, what about him? Even by pushing past his limits with the Special Beam Cannon, he was still under 1,500.

"Now that I think about it, Kami did indeed tell me when he was guiding my training that back when you and Kami hadn't separated, you were an extremely powerful existence... If you two were to merge back into one person now, perhaps your strength would leap forward instantly; it wouldn't be impossible for your combat power to exceed several thousand," Son Goku suddenly said.

This was considered a secret; on Earth, besides Kami, Mr. Popo, Son Goku, and Piccolo, no one knew the specifics.

"Hmph! Don't you dare get any ideas about me! Do you think I'm the type of person who would take a shortcut? Son Goku! Don't think that just because we fought side by side once, you're my friend! I am still King Piccolo. Once those two Saiyans are defeated, you're next!" Piccolo threw down a harsh threat.

Without further hesitation, he looked at everyone present one by one, and finally, he soared into the sky.

Piccolo was gone!

No one stopped him in this situation.

Lin Chuan was left completely dumbfounded...

Wait, did Piccolo forget to take someone with him???

My gaze couldn't help but linger on Son Gohan for a moment. Without Piccolo's guidance, would Son Gohan still turn out the way he did in the original story?

Damn it, after all that smooth-talking, it seems I've managed to steer the most important part of the plot off course...

If Son Gohan isn't there, will Piccolo still be able to change as quickly as he did in the original?

Just as I was about to say something else.

At that very moment, Son Goku suddenly raised his head and looked toward the distant sky.

He exclaimed, "Kami, so you have been watching the situation here all along."

Son Goku's sudden outburst startled everyone present, Lin Chuan included.

Although I was aware of how the plot unfolded and knew that Kami possessed such abilities, I hadn't expected him to intervene at this moment.

No one interrupted the exchange between Son Goku and Kami. After a long while, a look of pleasant surprise appeared on Son Goku's face as he spoke, "Just now, Kami communicated with me via telepathy. He hopes that we can all go to Kami's Lookout together; he has important things to say to us in person."

"Likewise, he has invited you, Big Brother, as well as Lin Chuan. He said that although you are Saiyans from another planet, since we have turned enemies into friends, and since you will be living on Earth from now on, he hopes you can all go to Kami's Lookout together. Most importantly, he wants us to train together to resist the enemies arriving in a year's time."