Everything went smoothly along the way, and the two soon returned to Capsule Corp.
Son Gohan set the spaceship down on a relatively flat patch of ground in the backyard.
After inspecting it carefully, Bulma said, "The damage isn't too serious. It should be fixed in about a week."
Hearing her words, Son Gohan secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Plan One: ✔️
With the gravity training room and the spaceship, they would have many more options and a lot more room to maneuver.
Now that was reassuring.
So, the next day, Son Gohan and Trunks gave the spaceship a thorough cleaning.
They scrubbed off all the moss and grime covering it.
Aside from the few damaged areas, the ship looked as good as new.
Now it was Bulma's turn to show what she could do.
Son Gohan and Trunks knew nothing about that sort of thing, so they could only stand by and watch.
After resting for another two days, Son Gohan felt that he had fully recovered, so he decided it was time to put his second plan into action.
Plan Two: Go to Kami's Lookout. Target: the Hyperbolic Time Chamber.
In this timeline, not only Son Gohan but even Vegeta didn't know the Hyperbolic Time Chamber existed.
As a result, Son Gohan had never made use of it either.
What a waste. It was such a waste.
There was one problem, though. Ever since Piccolo had been killed, Kami, who shared one body with him, had also perished. Kami's Lookout had become ownerless.
He didn't know whether Mr. Popo, the guardian of Kami's Lookout, was still there.
Nor did he know whether the Androids had ever attacked the Lookout.
He would have to go there himself to find out.
Son Gohan planned to take Trunks with him.
So, on the fourth day, Son Gohan gave Bulma a rough explanation of his plan.
Bulma was surprised that Son Gohan knew about these things, and that he was only bringing them up now.
If she'd known earlier, wouldn't he have started training sooner?
Son Gohan had known Bulma would ask those questions as soon as he revealed his plan, and he already had an answer ready.
He said that his father had mentioned it in passing when he was very young. So much time had passed that he'd only just remembered it, and he wasn't sure if the place would help them train, but it might.
Bulma gave Son Gohan a serious look, then didn't press him further.
"Mm, it's good to have a method and a direction. Go ahead, you two. But wait a moment first—I have something to give you," Bulma said.
"Something for us?" Son Gohan and Trunks asked, puzzled.
They both wondered what it might be.
Before long, Bulma dug out a Capsule and pressed its button. "BOOM!" It landed on the ground and turned into a large box.
Trunks eagerly opened it and found several Battle Suits of the same design.
They were blue and white.
"Hm? This Battle Suit looks familiar." Son Gohan crouched down too and ran a hand over it.
Bulma's voice turned wistful. "I modified these Battle Suits from the Frieza Force's uniforms more than ten years ago. Everyone had one, but sadly, they all died in battle before they could use them."
"Gohan's old size should fit Trunks."
Son Gohan's eyes lit up.
These were good.
The suits were lightweight, snug, and breathable.
Not only that, they could withstand a certain amount of damage, so their defense was pretty good.
They were much tougher than the orange martial arts uniform he was wearing now.
When he was little, Son Gohan had worn a Frieza Force uniform on Namek, and it had left a lasting impression on him.
He remembered this design, too.
It was the outfit Bulma had brought out when Son Goku and his son first entered the Hyperbolic Time Chamber in the "original story."
The suits were so durable that even if Son Gohan and Trunks transformed into Great Apes over ten meters tall, they wouldn't tear.
They were incredibly stretchy—rare, high-quality gear.
Son Gohan smiled. "Thank you, Aunt Bulma."
Trunks didn't hesitate. He found the smallest one and changed into it. It fit perfectly.
He bounced around, clearly pleased with the suit.
Bulma smiled. "It really does fit. Trunks looks so handsome in it."
"Thanks, Mom," Trunks said with a smile.
Son Gohan felt awkward changing in front of Bulma, so he found somewhere to change and came back out.
Bulma took one look at him, and her eyes lit up.
Son Gohan was tall and straight-backed, with solid muscles. He was even taller and more muscular than Son Goku had been at the same age.
Since he'd stopped studying, Son Gohan had a figure that put a model's to shame.
It was a pity he was missing his left arm. It ruined the look.
He tied a knot in the left sleeve so the empty fabric wouldn't keep flapping in the breeze.
"Wow, Gohan, you look so cool!" Trunks shouted.
"Not bad, not bad. They both fit perfectly," Bulma said with a nod and a smile.
Son Gohan put away the extra Battle Suits.
Then he said, "Trunks and I are leaving now. We'll be back soon—within a day or two at most."
"Mm, all right," Bulma said, nodding.
"Goodbye, Mom." Trunks waved.
"Goodbye, Trunks." Bulma waved back.
The two brothers left the house.
Son Gohan checked their direction.
Then they rose into the air and flew toward Karin Tower.
Before long, a torrential downpour swept in, and dark clouds blanketed everything.
Son Gohan and Trunks flew through the rain, their auras blazing so fiercely that not a drop could reach them.
It didn't take long for a colossal pillar, stretching from earth to sky, to appear ahead.
All kinds of symbols had been carved into its immense surface.
Son Gohan knew that the legendary martial arts sanctuary, Karin Tower, stood at its summit.
"Trunks, let's fly up," Son Gohan called back.
"Yes, Gohan," Trunks replied.
The two figures banked sharply and shot upward, piercing one dark cloud after another until they soon reached the top of the pillar.
Karin Tower, home of Korin.
Son Gohan and Trunks stopped in midair, flew inside, and landed steadily.
Son Gohan glanced around and let out a helpless sigh.
Korin, who had lived here for years, was nowhere to be seen.
Only a large number of empty jars and bottles remained. There was nothing else.
"Gohan, where are we?" Trunks asked curiously.
"This is Korin's home. He used to grow the Senzu Beans here," Son Gohan replied.
"Then where is he now?" Trunks asked in shock. He started searching through the jars and bottles, hoping to find even one Senzu Bean to heal Gohan's missing arm.
But sadly, there wasn't even half a bean left.
Son Gohan shook his head. "I don't know."
"Let's go. Kami's Lookout is farther up."
They left and continued flying upward.
The higher they went, the less gray the sky became. It gradually cleared, and warm sunlight fell on them, filling them with indescribable comfort.
It was as if they had arrived in another beautiful world.
Trunks had never seen scenery like this before, and he was so excited that, if not for his nature, he would have shouted aloud.
Soon, the two of them pierced a white cloud and arrived above Kami's Lookout.
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