Dende

New Namek.

Jiang Ling brought Bulma here.

Looking at the surroundings, Jiang Ling sighed.

"This place is really similar to the Namek before."

"Mm, indeed, it reminds me of the past."

Bulma nodded.

Her face was rosy, her lips slightly swollen, red, with a touch of milky white pearls on them, truly beautiful.

Jiang Ling gently wiped the white from the corner of her mouth and said, "You're a bit heated. You drank milk before going out and didn't wipe your mouth."

Bulma licked her lips, enjoying Jiang Ling's care, her heart filled with sweetness.

Afterward.

They arrived at a Namekian village.

"Hello, I'd like to see your Great Elder."

Jiang Ling smiled, speaking Namekian with a local accent.

Unlike Piccolo, whose Namekian had an Earth accent.

The young Namekian opposite them was stunned.

He couldn't believe that an outsider could speak Namekian!

He highly affirmed the situation.

At the same time, he expressed his happiness at seeing Bulma and Jiang Ling again.

This was because the Namekians had stayed at Bulma's home on Earth for a period before. Bulma might not recognize all Namekians, but every Namekian recognized Bulma.

The young Namekian directly used telepathy to contact the Great Elder and then led Jiang Ling and Bulma.

Upon arriving at the Great Elder's house, the Great Elder was already waiting outside.

This Great Elder was Moori, the Second Generation Great Elder of Namek.

The First Generation Great Elder, who was now the father of all Namekians, had passed away after coming to Earth following the Frieza incident.

Moori invited the two into the house.

He brewed a pot of good tea.

"I didn't expect Namekians to drink tea too?"

Jiang Ling found it somewhat novel.

Moori waved his hand and chuckled, "No, I learned this from Earth. I felt it was quite good, so I picked it up. Now, everyone on Namek drinks tea."

"Whoa, impressive."

Jiang Ling smiled.

"I'll teach you Mahjong another day."

"Haha."

After some pleasantries and chatting.

Bulma stated the purpose of their visit.

"Great Elder, we've come today because there's something we'd like to ask for your help with."

Upon hearing this, Moori turned serious and said, "Go on."

"It's like this." Bulma organized her thoughts. "You know Kami from Earth, right?"

Moori nodded. "I do. His father was of the same generation as the First Generation Great Elder, so Kami is of my generation. We chatted well when we were on Earth."

"It's a shame, one Dragon Clan Genius, split into two..."

Bulma continued, "He now foresees his lifespan is insufficient and has assimilated with Piccolo..."

"I see. That's good too. Continuing to shine and contribute is a fitting end."

Moori sighed with emotion.

His expression became somewhat distant.

He could faintly see Kami's aged face before his eyes.

Bulma took a sip of tea, paused, and continued, "You also know that Earth cannot be without the Dragon Balls, just like the West..."

Mid-sentence, she suddenly couldn't recall the rest and turned to look at Jiang Ling.

Jiang Ling placed his hand on hers, signaling her not to be nervous, and continued, "Earth cannot be without the Dragon Balls, just like the West cannot be without Jerusalem."

"So that's how it is."

"So, this time, we want to ask if there's a suitable candidate for Kami."

Moori thought for a moment, his eyes lighting up. "Yes, you know that child Dende, right?"

Bulma heard this and was a little confused. "Can he, as a child, do it?"

She knew of Dende. He was a Namekian child that Krillin and Gohan had saved on Namek, and he had gotten along well with her afterward.

On Earth, Dende was also engrossed in cartoons...

Moori used telepathy to call Dende over.

At the same time, he answered Bulma's doubt.

"Dende has grown up a bit now, and he's one of the very few Dragon Clan Geniuses on Namek capable of creating Dragon Balls! He can definitely handle the position of Earth's Kami."

Bulma smiled. "With Great Elder saying so, I'm relieved."

Not long after.

A Namekian youth entered the room.

"Great Elder, what did you call me for?"

"Dende, look who's here?"

Dende looked over, his eyes lighting up!

"Aunt Bulma! You're here!!"

Bulma's smiling face immediately lost its smile.

"How many times have I told you not to call me Auntie, call me Sister!"

"Okay Auntie Bulma, no problem Auntie Bulma!"

Bulma glared, completely helpless.

Jiang Ling burst out laughing beside them.

Dende said again, "Auntie Bulma, look, your dad is laughing at you."

"..."

Jiang Ling's laughter immediately stopped, and his face darkened.

This time, it was Bulma's turn to laugh.

Jiang Ling touched his thick stubble, wondering if he should shave it off.

After explaining the purpose of his visit, Dende's eyes lit up, and he readily agreed.

"Great! No problem! I promise to go to Earth and become the God."

"That's excellent."

Following that, Jiang Ling, along with Bulma and Dende, bid farewell to the Great Elder and returned to the Temple of the Gods.

He encountered someone unexpected.

Piccolo.

There were traces of battle on him.

It seemed as though he had just finished a fight.

"Hi, Piccolo, did you just fight?"

Jiang Ling greeted him.

Piccolo nodded. "Yes, I just dealt with Vegeta. In the end, I spared his life. Whether he lives now depends on his fate."

Jiang Ling's brow furrowed slightly.

He still needed to use Vegeta for the crucial task of breeding Saiyans...

"Where is he?"

Jiang Ling asked. He had sensed the aura earlier, but perhaps Vegeta's aura was too weak for him to detect.

"You want to save him?" Piccolo shook his head.

"I said, whether he lives depends on his fate. After all, he must also pay the price for the lives he took."

As he spoke, Piccolo looked at Dende beside him.

"Dende, why are you here on Earth?"

"Piccolo, I'm here to become the God!" Dende said with a smile.

"Become the God?"

Piccolo frowned.

Looking at Dende's frail body, he felt a pang of concern.

He didn't doubt Dende's abilities, but rather felt that the young Dende taking on the role of God...

His heart couldn't bear it.

Bulma said, "Great Elder Moori recommended him, and Dende agrees as well."

"Oh, then that's fine."

Piccolo nodded.

He still trusted Moori.

Since Moori dared to recommend him, he was definitely capable.

Dende agreed, so there was no problem.

Piccolo gave Mr. Popo some instructions, asking him to help look after Dende, and then he left.

Jiang Ling also said, "I'll have Krillin and Gohan come up to play with you another day."

"Okay! Remember to bring some snacks!"

"No problem."

Jiang Ling shook his head and chuckled.

Then, he put his arm around Bulma's slender waist and left the Temple of the Gods.