Karin Tower, Kami's Lookout

The journey back was uneventful, and the two soon returned to Capsule Corp.

Son Gohan released the spaceship onto a relatively flat patch of ground in the backyard.

After a careful inspection, Bulma said, "The damage isn't too severe. It should be fixed in about a week."

Hearing Bulma's words, Son Gohan breathed a sigh of relief.

Plan One: ✔️

With the gravity training room and the spaceship, the available methods and room for maneuver would increase significantly.

This was exactly where a sense of security came from.

So, for the next day, Son Gohan and Trunks gave the spaceship a thorough cleaning.

They scrubbed away all the moss and grime that had been coating the hull.

Aside from the few damaged areas, the ship looked as good as new.

From here on out, it was up to Bulma to show off her skills.

Neither Son Gohan nor Trunks understood this field, so they could only watch from the sidelines.

After resting for another two days, Son Gohan felt his body had fully recovered, so he decided to put his second plan on the agenda.

Plan Two: Head to Kami's Lookout, target the Hyperbolic Time Chamber.

In this timeline, let alone Son Gohan, even Vegeta had no idea the Hyperbolic Time Chamber existed.

Because of that, Son Gohan hadn't made use of the Hyperbolic Time Chamber yet.

It was a waste, an absolute waste.

However, there was still one problem: ever since Piccolo was killed, Kami, who shared the same soul, had also perished, leaving Kami's Lookout ownerless.

He didn't know if Mr. Popo, the guardian of Kami's Lookout, was still there.

He also didn't know if Kami's Lookout had been attacked by the Androids.

All of this would only be known once they went there in person.

Son Gohan prepared to take Trunks along with him.

So, on the fourth day, Son Gohan gave Bulma a rough outline of his plan.

Bulma was somewhat surprised by how Son Gohan knew about these things and why he was only bringing it up now.

If he had known earlier, wouldn't they have gone to train sooner?

Son Gohan had anticipated Bulma's questions after revealing the plan, and he already had his answer ready.

Son Gohan said he had heard his father mention it by chance when he was very young; so much time had passed that he had only just remembered it, and while he wasn't entirely sure, it might be helpful for their training.

Bulma looked at Son Gohan intently for a moment before deciding not to press further.

"Well, having a method and a direction is a good thing. You two go ahead, but wait a moment—I have something to give you," Bulma said.

"Something for us?" Son Gohan and Trunks asked, puzzled.

They both wondered what it could possibly be.

Before long, Bulma fished out a capsule, pressed the button, and tossed it to the ground with a "BOOM!" as it transformed into a large crate.

Trunks excitedly opened the crate and found sets of identical battle suits inside.

They were colored in blue and white.

"Hmm? These battle suits look familiar." Son Gohan crouched down and reached out to touch one.

He heard Bulma say softly, her voice tinged with sadness: "These battle suits were modified over a decade ago based on the combat gear of the Frieza Force. Every one of our friends had a set, but it's a pity they all died in battle before they could ever use them."

"Trunks should be able to fit into the size Gohan wore back then."

Son Gohan's eyes lit up.

This was good stuff.

This type of combat gear was extremely lightweight, form-fitting, and had excellent breathability.

Not only that, but it could also withstand a certain level of attack, offering decent defense.

It was much sturdier than the orange martial arts gi he was currently wearing.

When Son Gohan was young and on Namek, he had worn Frieza Force combat gear, and it had left a deep impression on him.

He also remembered this specific style.

This was the gear Bulma had brought out in the "original story" when Son Goku and his son first entered the Hyperbolic Time Chamber.

It could be said that the durability of these battle suits was such that even if Son Gohan and Trunks turned into ten-meter-tall Great Apes, they wouldn't break.

They had incredible elasticity—they were rare, high-quality equipment.

Son Gohan smiled and said, "Thank you, Aunt Bulma."

Trunks didn't say a word; he found the smallest set and changed into it immediately, finding that it fit perfectly.

He jumped and bounded around, very satisfied with the battle suit.

Bulma smiled and said, "It fits perfectly; Trunks looks very handsome in it."

"Thank you, Mom," Trunks also smiled.

Son Gohan felt embarrassed to change clothes in front of Bulma, so he found a spot to change before walking out.

Bulma took one look, her eyes lighting up.

Son Gohan had a tall, upright build with solid muscles, appearing even more robust and taller than Son Goku had been at his age.

Having stopped his studies, Son Gohan possessed a physique even better than a model's.

It was just a pity that the missing left arm detracted from the aesthetic.

He simply tied a knot in the left sleeve to keep it from constantly flapping in the wind.

"Wow, Brother Gohan is so cool!" Trunks shouted.

"Not bad, not bad at all; they both fit well," Bulma nodded with a smile.

Son Gohan packed away the extra combat uniform.

Then he said, "Trunks and I are heading out. We'll be back soon, in a day or two at most."

"Mm, alright," Bulma nodded.

"Goodbye, Mom," Trunks waved his hand.

"Goodbye, Trunks," Bulma waved back.

The two brothers walked out of the house.

Son Gohan identified the direction.

Then, the two soared into the air and flew toward Karin Tower.

Soon, a torrential downpour began to fall, and dark clouds shrouded everything.

Son Gohan and Trunks traveled through the rain, their auras flaring up so that not a single drop could touch them.

It didn't take long before a massive pillar piercing the heavens appeared ahead.

Various totems were carved into the enormous pillar.

Son Gohan knew that the summit of this pillar was the legendary martial arts sanctuary, Karin Tower.

"Trunks, let's fly upward," Son Gohan said, looking back at Trunks.

"Yes, Brother Gohan," Trunks replied.

The two figures made a sharp turn and shot straight up, piercing through layers of black clouds until they quickly reached the top of the pillar.

Karin Tower, the place where Korin resided.

Son Gohan and Trunks came to a halt, flew inside, and landed steadily.

Son Gohan swept his gaze across the area and sighed helplessly.

Korin, who had lived here for many years, was nowhere to be found.

All that remained were numerous empty bottles and jars; there was nothing else left.

"Brother Gohan, where is this place?" Trunks asked curiously.

"It's Korin's residence. He used to be the one who cultivated Senzu Beans here," Son Gohan replied.

"Ah, then where did he go?" Trunks asked in shock, then began rummaging through the bottles and jars, hoping to find a single Senzu Bean to heal Brother Gohan's severed arm.

But unfortunately, there wasn't even half a bean to be found, let alone one.

Son Gohan shook his head and said, "I don't know."

"Let's go; Kami's Lookout is still further up."

The two left and continued flying upward.

As they flew higher, the sky was no longer a gloomy gray but became clear and bright, the warm sunlight feeling indescribably comfortable on their skin.

It was as if the two had arrived in another beautiful world.

Trunks had never seen such scenery and was very excited; if not for his reserved nature, he would have let out a shout.

Soon, the two broke through a white cloud and arrived above Kami's Lookout.