Combat Power Exceeds 30,000, Kame House!

Lin Chuan was not only demonstrating the results of Bulma's modifications but also taking this opportunity to gauge just how strong he had become.

Since arriving at the base of Korin Tower over two hours ago, his combat power had started at 21,675. With a steady increase of 1 point per second, his combat power had now reached a staggering 30,375!

That was a total increase of 8,700 points!

Calculating the exact time, 145 minutes had passed.

Lin Chuan only clearly sensed the milestone of breaking through 30,000 combat power just moments ago, while Bulma was modifying the scouter.

Adding 1 point per second was a gradual process; small increments didn't feel like much, and one grew accustomed to them until they became second nature.

But crossing a major threshold was an entirely different experience.

This is my current strength. Although it's not a full-blown burst, I could easily defeat ten of my former selves right now!

Even without unleashing his true combat potential, Lin Chuan was certain of his current level of power after feeling the state of his own body.

His strength was growing, and his body was undergoing a metamorphosis.

For a moment, he was filled with nothing but overwhelming joy.

If crossing a 10,000-point threshold could create such a massive gap in strength, it was impossible to imagine how strong 100,000 combat power would be, or how terrifying a million would be!

Only when one's own strength truly reached those numbers could one truly understand.

"Y-your combat power has already exceeded 30,000, and it's still rising... wait, why is it dropping again???" Bulma's voice rang out incessantly.

When the data on the scouter began to slide back down, she suddenly suspected that something had gone wrong with her modifications.

It wasn't until Lin Chuan provided an explanation that Bulma realized he had voluntarily reined in that power capable of destroying a planet.

"It's truly hard to imagine how you cultivated such immense power. Goku has been training since he was a child, but his combat power seems to be only a few hundred, and that brother of his was only at 1,500." Bulma's words were enough to convey her shock and disbelief.

In truth, her capacity for acceptance was quite robust; anyone else would have been scared out of their wits by now.

Of course, the reason Bulma wasn't afraid was that she considered Lin Chuan a friend.

He wasn't an enemy, and he certainly wouldn't do anything to Earth, so what did she have to be afraid of?

"It won't be long before their strength advances by leaps and bounds."

"Alright, now isn't the time to dwell on that. Why don't you tidy up? Let's head to that Kame House and get the scouters to them," Lin Chuan said, brushing the topic aside.

Since the scouters were finished, there was no need to continue wasting time here.

As for the spaceship, there would be plenty of opportunities for that later.

"Fair point." Hearing this, Bulma nodded.

Without further delay, she began to move, retracting the portable workbench back into its capsule. In its place, she retrieved another capsule from her case...

Time slipped away, and another hour passed.

At Kame House.

Master Roshi and Krillin had already returned to the island under Mr. Popo's escort, and the group was now waiting for Lin Chuan and Bulma to arrive.

Time ticked by, bit by bit.

The initial calm and lack of concern began to give way to unease, leading to overthinking and immense psychological pressure.

This was especially evident in Krillin.

Sentimental and prone to excessive worry—that was simply Krillin's nature.

In contrast, Master Roshi remained incredibly relaxed.

After returning to Kame House, he had sprawled out on his sun lounger, enjoying the sea breeze while reading his favorite, never-tiring magazines featuring beautiful women.

And Mr. Popo?

He was much the same as Master Roshi, perhaps even calmer.

As a servant of the gods who had lived for over a millennium, he was, without a doubt, the true hidden powerhouse on Earth.

"It's been so long. They still aren't here? Could something have happened?" Krillin stood by the shore, gazing into the distance with a heavy heart.

He looked utterly dejected.

When it came down to it, he had it rough; he was the one who had to handle all the aftermath.

"No need to be nervous, and certainly no need to rush. Krillin, you must maintain a calm mind. Instead of worrying so much, you should be thinking about how to face Kami's training in the future and how to become stronger." Master Roshi glanced at Krillin from the corner of his eye and offered this advice.

Hearing this, Krillin could only offer a bitter smile and replied immediately, "Yes, Master."

He had agreed, but how could his heart settle so easily?

It wouldn't be until the future, in the Super era, when he truly grasped the state of selflessness, that he would be able to fully control his own heart.

I wonder what that Saiyan named Lin Chuan is actually planning?

After collecting the Dragon Balls, what kind of wish will he make? If he wanted to rule the entire Earth, he wouldn't even need the Dragon Balls; he could do it all by himself.

Besides eternal life, what else could he possibly need?

Krillin kept speculating in his heart about the wish Lin Chuan had made using the Dragon Balls.

But there was no way he could ever guess it.

Every conjecture he made was built on the assumption that Lin Chuan would persecute them or potentially destroy the Earth.

It could only be said that, on one hand, the gap in strength was simply too vast; the other party was fundamentally beyond their comprehension.

On the other hand, the deterrent effect caused by Raditz's arrival was too great, and this was their first time encountering an extraterrestrial.

While lost in thought, a black dot suddenly appeared in the sky Krillin was gazing at, making his nerves jump.

"They're here! That's Bulma's jet," Krillin shouted.

Before long, on the distant sea level, the black dot was continuously magnified, eventually taking the shape of a jet.

It wasn't the initial aircraft, but a large jet.

With the main party arriving, Master Roshi changed his previous demeanor, putting down the magazine in his hand and standing up. Mr. Popo also stepped closer.

There was also Sea Turtle, who had been guarding the house the entire time.

Even though he knew the ins and outs of the situation, he was still terrified at the prospect of facing another strange and powerful Saiyan.

Inside the jet, Lin Chuan sat in the co-pilot's seat, arms crossed, staring straight ahead.

At this moment, his Combat Power had increased from 30,375 to 34,695.

For over an hour of flight time, if his Combat Power hadn't been increasing every second, he really wouldn't have been this patient.

There was no helping it; he had originally intended to just leave the spaceship alone.

But Bulma insisted on transporting it, fearing that leaving it there would lead to it being destroyed.

She treated the spaceship as if it were her own personal property, which left Lin Chuan speechless.

Along the way, Lin Chuan didn't say much, only listening to Bulma chatter incessantly.

"We're here!"

At Bulma's reminder, Lin Chuan also saw the lonely little island in the middle of the ocean.

With Lin Chuan's vision, even from a distance, he could see it clearly.

So this is Kame House.