Kami Piccolo's Calculations

Yajirobe was genuinely intimidated by the aura Lin Chuan was radiating.

Afraid to act rashly, he didn't dare approach, even though he saw Bulma standing right next to Lin Chuan.

Just then, as if sensing the arrival of Lin Chuan and Bulma, a figure slowly stepped out from the depths of Kami's Lookout.

Without a doubt, it was Kami Piccolo!

Because of his appearance, Yajirobe took action, stepping to Kami's side as if seeking protection, or perhaps acting as a bodyguard.

Lin Chuan and Bulma, standing in the center of the vast plaza, both cast their gazes toward him.

As a transmigrator, how could Lin Chuan not recognize him?

Bulma had already met him years ago at the World Martial Arts Tournament, so she wasn't surprised either.

Not only that, but her current opinion of Kami Piccolo was at zero.

Back then, because he was Kami, she had held him in her heart with the reverence due to a god. But when this Kami had completely ignored her existence, the fire of anger in her belly hadn't easily dissipated.

Stepping forward, Kami stood upon the massive plaza and took the initiative to introduce himself: "Welcome, Saiyan from another world. I am the Kami of this Earth."

As his voice fell, Kami Piccolo fixed his eyes on Lin Chuan, intending to use his own discernment to judge just how powerful this Saiyan truly was.

As he watched Lin Chuan, Lin Chuan was also looking him up and down with a mocking smile.

For Lin Chuan, he completely ignored Kami Piccolo's probing.

But for Kami Piccolo, Lin Chuan's aggressive gaze felt as if he were being treated like prey, which made him feel extremely uncomfortable.

As the Kami of Earth, he had always been a supreme existence.

Yet now, he had become nothing more than an ant in someone else's eyes.

If the other party were weak, he would certainly have used his own methods to punish them, for this was a desecration of his status as a god.

But he knew how terrifying Lin Chuan's strength was—it was something he could not resist!

As time progressed, from years ago until now, he, as Kami, could no longer control the big picture. At most, he could only rely on his years of strategic planning to see if he could alter the situation.

"A Namekian becoming the Kami of Earth is truly remarkable."

"It's a pity, as I said before, whether it's you or the previous Piccolo, your strength is simply too weak! If you were one, your power level would likely exceed ten thousand, perhaps even higher..."

As Lin Chuan spoke, he didn't wait for Kami Piccolo to respond.

Below Kami's Lookout, another shadow suddenly shot straight up, landing steadily upon the platform.

The person who arrived was, without a doubt, Raditz.

Lin Chuan rushed up directly; he could not stand that turtle-like speed and burst with energy to catch up.

"Hmph! So this is the so-called Kami's Lookout? The place where Kami lives?"

"A Namekian becoming the Kami of Earth—it's laughable! As expected, Earth is a low-class planet after all, if a mere Namekian is enough to be called a god."

Raditz scanned the surrounding environment, muttering to himself, showing absolutely no respect for Kami Piccolo.

Faced with this, Kami Piccolo dared to be angry but dared not speak; he could only calm himself down and bury his displeasure deep in his heart.

For him, he had only just learned that he was a Namekian, and now that the other party possessed such formidable strength, he had no choice but to swallow his pride.

Kami Piccolo was a very intelligent being. Although his strength was lacking, he possessed great foresight.

He had already planned everything out and was now just waiting for Son Goku and the others to arrive so he could put it into action.

For the sake of Earth, he decided to make the greatest sacrifice, even if it meant losing all his dignity.

For the sake of Earth, he even decided to risk everything, intending to stay and reform the defected Raditz, as well as Lin Chuan.

In this way, at least the immediate safety of Earth could be secured for the time being.

Not long after, Son Goku arrived at Kami's Lookout, carrying Son Gohan.

Following them, Mr. Popo arrived, piloting the Flying Magic Carpet with Krillin and Master Roshi.

"You guys are finally here. Goku, and that bald guy Krillin, and Master Roshi." Finally seeing people he could rely on, Yajirobe hurried over.

He had been terrified by Lin Chuan earlier, and then shaken by the bloodthirsty and cold expression on Raditz's face, so he hadn't even dared to speak.

"It's been a while, Yajirobe. Were you summoned up here by Kami as well?" Son Goku said to Yajirobe with a smile on his face.

Krillin, standing to the side, scolded loudly, "Don't you have any manners?! Even if I am bald, please just call me by my name when you address me!"

"Alright, alright, Krillin. Yajirobe probably didn't mean anything by it... Besides, Kami is here, let's keep it down." Master Roshi hurriedly reminded Krillin to watch his temper and not get too worked up.

As a martial arts master, even though this wasn't his first time seeing Kami, now that they were at the Lookout with Kami right in front of them, they should maintain basic respect.

"Hmph! I can't be bothered to get angry at him." Krillin retorted irritably.

It must be said that everyone has their own bottom line; once it is touched, their emotions will inevitably fluctuate.

"I didn't mean it, geez, what a stingy guy." Yajirobe didn't think that much into it; he was habitually lazy, so he was always informal when he spoke.

This fit his character perfectly; he was a wandering ronin, or one might even say a savage.

To put it bluntly, the only reason Yajirobe was able to stand here today was entirely because of his acquaintance with Son Goku.

It was only because of Son Goku that he had the opportunity to come into contact with Korin Tower.

Because of this, he had spent his entire life clinging to Korin Tower.

The reason why Senzu Beans had no production or stock in the original story was all thanks to him.

Let us set aside the matters of Krillin and Yajirobe for the time being.

Son Goku brought his son and walked up to Kami Piccolo, saying, "Let me introduce you first. This is my son, Son Gohan. Gohan, this is Kami, whom I've told you about before."

Under Son Goku's guidance, the timid Son Gohan did not seem as fearful as he had been at the start.

Whether it was because he had a natural affinity for Namekians, he spoke directly upon seeing Kami Piccolo: "My name is Son Gohan, I am four years old. Hello, Grandpa Kami."

This simple greeting made Kami Piccolo beam with joy.

However, now was not the time to coddle a child. He nodded with a smile and said, "Very good. It has only been a few years, and you already have a son. I can tell that your son possesses extraordinary potential; his future achievements will be limitless."

"Hehe, then I'll take your word for it, Kami. By the way, now that we are all here, if you have any arrangements, Kami, you can tell us now," Son Goku said with a grin.

As his voice trailed off, Kami Piccolo seized the opportunity. He took a deep breath, composed his emotions, and began to speak...