"He seemed to be a god too."
Son Gohan scratched his head, and the image of the back that had stood before him five years ago resurfaced in his mind. He smiled softly. "He's a very powerful uncle."
"Gohan, how do we get to that world?" A voice suddenly cut in.
"Huh?"
Son Gohan froze at the words. Turning around, he discovered a tall figure leaning against the doorframe. "Uncle Piccolo? Why are you here?"
"I called him."
Chi-Chi gave a wry smile. "No matter what, I can't feel at ease letting you go to another world by yourself, so I contacted Piccolo."
"Not just me." Piccolo pointed outside. Son Gohan poked his head out and saw Vegeta, dressed in his battle suit, standing there. He could not help but stare blankly. After all, Uncle Vegeta had been beaten terribly by that Uncle Wu Biao back then.
"Why is Uncle Vegeta here too?"
"He heard from someone that Goku would be going too, so he rushed over." Piccolo curled his lip, clearly not finding it surprising.
Ever since Goku had dragged Cell into self-destruction a year ago, the proud Saiyan prince had completely lost his drive and gone off to make babies with Bulma. But upon hearing that he could meet Goku this time, his fighting spirit instantly soared.
It was hard not to worry whether this guy would actually help when the time came, or simply jump out and fight Goku instead...
Son Gohan felt the same way. He stared at Vegeta for a long while without saying anything.
Vegeta frowned and snorted coldly. "Hmph, that bald bastard is nothing more than an ant in my eyes now. I have no interest in settling scores with him at all. Once the crisis over there is resolved, my battle with