Go back to farming?

Son Gohan wouldn't care what this pig was thinking, even if he knew.

At this moment, he had already decided to change his original plan.

"Hey, we originally planned to eliminate you, the monster who kidnaps people, at the villagers' request."

"I believe you can understand that, in this regard, it's not difficult for our team."

"Please spare me! I'll agree to any conditions!"

Looking at the cold boy in front of him, Pig-headed Oolong's legs went weak, and he involuntarily knelt down.

"If I wanted to, I wouldn't change my mind even if you begged me like this."

"However, for some reason, I think we still have room for negotiation."

"My bargaining chip is your life, and your bargaining chip will depend on your performance!"

"I've said my piece, do you agree or disagree!"

After Son Gohan finished explaining his plan, he lightly tapped the ground with his toes. With a dull "crack" sound, the ground within a few dozen feet around him instantly cracked into a large area of irregular fissures.

Oolong stared at this scene blankly, his heart suddenly beating much faster. He could no longer support himself and collapsed to the ground in fear.

He naturally understood that this was Son Gohan's warning to him. What he couldn't imagine was what kind of effect that kick would have had if it had landed on him. At the very least, his brains would have splattered, and blood would have flowed, right?

"In a daze, I thought I saw Great-Grandmother!"

Half of his soul had been scared away!

"Hero, just tell me what you need, and I promise to cooperate with all my might!"

Wiping the sweat from his forehead guiltily, Oolong stammered and begged for mercy, his heart filled with trepidation.

"Simple!"

Seeing that his intimidation had succeeded, Son Gohan revealed a dangerous and charming smile and squatted down in front of him. He slowly extended two fingers from his right hand and spoke.

"First, I need your transformation incantation. I hope you can tell it to me word for word."

"Second, a villager's granddaughter was captured by you. I need to take her to your castle to find her granddaughter. I hope you won't make things difficult."

"Very simple, right?"

After speaking, Son Gohan gently patted Oolong's slightly stunned cheek.

"Yes, yes!"

Oolong's mind, which had been racing, was stunned by these two gentle pats and no longer dared to think wildly.

"Everything will be done as you say!"

Although he was reluctant to have his signature skill learned, having been out in the world since he was young, he understood better just how terrifying Son Gohan was.

"It's been a long time since I've met a living Yama like this. I really shouldn't have provoked him!"

"Then it's settled. Let's head back."

Seeing that the terms had been agreed upon, Son Gohan kindly "helped" it up, and the group returned to the village.

From a distance, Bulma saw Son Gohan walking ahead. Seeing him unharmed, her worried heart finally relaxed.

She happily hopped and skipped, calling his name.

"Gohan, it's great that you're okay! Did you catch that monster?"

"Oh!"

Son Gohan responded to her concern with a smile.

"No, that monster was too strong. We fought to a draw."

"But we've become acquainted through our fight. This Monster King said he admires me and is willing to give me some face, allowing us to take the Old Woman to bring her granddaughter back!"

He spoke these polite words for the villagers to hear. This way, he wouldn't belittle himself, and it would also maintain Oolong's authoritative image without it collapsing.

"It takes a villain to catch a villain. You all can continue to live in fear!"

After a brief internal grumble, Son Gohan simply explained the situation to Bulma and then pulled her towards the crowd hiding far off to the side.

"Hello, Old Woman. Thank you for giving us the Dragon Ball. To express our gratitude, we are willing to take you to find your granddaughter. Please come with us?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the cowering crowd erupted.

"Didn't you say you would save our village? Why have you changed your minds again!"

"Yeah, you're not keeping your word!"

Questions and accusations rose one after another, giving Son Gohan a headache.

He wasn't annoyed, just shouted towards the back.

"Ribut!"

"Rumble!"

Ribut approached Son Gohan with heavy steps.

As the giant creature gradually approached their side, the crowd's questioning voices gradually quieted down. By the time the Pterosaur Ribut reached everyone, not a sound could be heard.

Seeing the quiet scene, Son Gohan nodded with satisfaction.

"Well then, old woman, please come with us!"

He waved to the old woman who had produced the Dragon Ball, then scooped her up onto Ribut's back.

"Goku, and you pig-head, let's go!"

After calling out to Son Goku, Ribut flapped his wings and took Son Gohan and the others away from the village, completely ignoring the crowd's reaction.

Oolong transformed into a rocket to lead the way, Son Goku rode the Flying Nimbus, and Ribut carried Son Gohan and the two others behind them. The group soon arrived at the summit of a large mountain.

Rocket Oolong gritted his teeth, regretting not being able to shake off the group. After transforming back into Pig-headed Oolong, he resigned himself to his fate and dejectedly led the group to a cluster of palaces.

"Hey, your place is too luxurious!"

Bulma exclaimed in surprise, looking at the vast expanse of houses before her. She hadn't expected to see such a prosperous place deep within the mountains.

Pig-headed Oolong said defensively.

"These were all built with the money I stole!"

But as soon as he finished speaking, he glanced fearfully at Son Gohan, who was beside Bulma, and quickly led the way again.

After the group passed through a deep corridor, they arrived at a large hall.

Several girls, who had been abducted by Oolong, were exercising their bodies along with a gymnastics program on television.

Upon seeing Oolong, one of the girls spoke with a hint of impatience.

"Hey, Oolong, didn't you say you were going to snatch a big gem for me? Why are you back so late!"

"Buya, you are my little Buya!"

The old woman, who had come with the group, looked at her granddaughter, who had become much more plump and changed significantly, and asked uncertainly.

"Huh? Grandma, why are you here!"

Seeing the anxious old woman, the girl called Buya showed no joy at the reunion with her family. Instead, she seemed somewhat disgusted.

"Grandma is here to take little Buya home! These great heroes defeated Demon King Oolong, so we've come to save you!"

A few tears welled up in the old woman's eyes as she said emotionally.

"Go home?!"

Upon hearing the words "go home," little Buya on the opposite side immediately bristled!

"I don't want to go home! There's good food, fun things to do, and a big house to live in here. What's so good about going home?"

"Go back to farming?"