Dende stood where he was, gazing after the three departing Saiyans. He couldn't help but murmur, "Saiyans really do have incredible potential!"
"Tarble has a similar air about him to Son Goku, but his talent is much greater."
"Back then, Son Goku had to endure countless hardships before he could become a Super Saiyan."
"Come to think of it, we Namekians owe Son Goku and the others a debt of gratitude..."
Tarble and Rix followed behind Mr. Popo at an unhurried pace, heading toward the Hyperbolic Time Chamber.
As he looked at the inconspicuous figure ahead, he secretly used the Insight Eye on him.
Basic information about Mr. Popo appeared before his eyes.
"Target: Mr. Popo
Race: God Attendant Clan
Power Level: 1,030"
God Attendant Clan?
What the heck was that?
Wasn't Mr. Popo supposed to be some kind of hidden boss?
Tsk!
That was a little disappointing!
For a moment, his interest waned.
He'd thought Mr. Popo would be some kind of big boss.
And that was it?
What a waste of his expectations.
Even though, in the original story, Mr. Popo could withstand attacks from Kid Trunks and little Goten, both of them Super Saiyans.
Well, he didn't think it was anything special now.
After all, the original story had far too many inconsistencies.
Take Dragon Ball Super, for instance. Super Saiyan Blue Son Goku could be badly injured by an energy gun.
And Krillin and Goku in their base forms could both be grazed by ordinary firearms made by Earthlings.
It was ridiculous.
The most outrageous thing was Mr. Satan. Though he was an ordinary man with a power level below 100, he somehow managed to face his enemies without being killed or even seriously injured.
Of course, there were plenty more things to complain about, but he couldn't be bothered to list them.
He silently deactivated the Insight Eye and followed behind Mr. Popo without a word.
Soon,
under Mr. Popo's guidance, Tarble and Rix arrived at the entrance to the Hyperbolic Time Chamber.
"Gentlemen, this is the entrance to the Hyperbolic Time Chamber."
"In principle, each person can spend only two years inside. One year passes inside for every day that passes outside."
"However, if you stay longer than two years but are strong enough, you can break through the time barrier and get out."
"Until you're strong enough, you'd best keep an eye on the time and make sure you leave before your time is up."
"Otherwise, the entrance and exit of the Hyperbolic Time Chamber will disappear."
"Then you'll be trapped inside."
"The gravity inside is ten times that of Earth, and the climate changes constantly. You'll need to be careful."
"All right, that's everything you need to know. Would you like Mr. Popo to prepare food for you?"
Mr. Popo spoke like a reciting machine, delivering a long, perfectly even explanation about the Hyperbolic Time Chamber without the slightest change in expression.
"We've already prepared our own food, so there's no need to trouble you, Mr. Popo."
"Thank you for showing us the way, Mr. Popo."
Even though he knew Mr. Popo had no special identity, Tarble still thanked him sincerely.
As the saying went, if you were courteous, you had nothing to worry about.
Good manners were one form of courtesy.
If he met someone rude, naturally, there'd be no need to be polite to them.
In response to their thanks, Mr. Popo's face, black as charcoal, still showed no expression.
"Mr. Tarble, there's no need to thank me. Mr. Popo was only following the Guardian's orders."
"Since you don't need Mr. Popo to prepare food, then Mr. Popo will take his leave."
"Once you open the door and go inside, just close it behind you."
After speaking, he gave a slight bow, then turned and left without hesitation.
Tarble, Rix: ...
Was that... a little dismissive of us?
They watched Mr. Popo leave, at a loss for words. Only after he'd disappeared from sight did they finally turn their equally bewildered gazes away.
Creak!
Rix opened the door to the Hyperbolic Time Chamber.
"Your Highness, please go first."
"Mm."
Tarble nodded and walked inside.
Looking into the distance, he saw an endless white world stretching before him.
Inside the Hyperbolic Time Chamber stood a living quarters of about two hundred square meters.
The moment he stepped onto the floor, the gravity didn't change.
It looked like the area outside the building was where the gravity was ten times that of Earth.
Without needing to be told, Rix put down the Hoi-Poi Capsule case containing their supplies and took out a Gravity Chamber capsule.
Seeing this, Tarble went outside first.
He'd already trained under 500 times Earth's gravity, so the tenfold gravity in the Hyperbolic Time Chamber barely affected him.
Still, the atmosphere inside felt oppressive.
An ordinary person would have a hard time spending two years in there alone.
"Rix, put the Gravity Chamber inside the house."
"The area outside the house will freeze over when the climate changes."
"It'd be bad if the machine got damaged."
"Yes, Your Highness!"
And so, the two began their training.
For the next year, Tarble and Rix took one day off each week.
Though they'd only trained for a year, their strength had changed tremendously.
With two hours left before they were due to leave, Rix finally succeeded in becoming a Super Saiyan 3.
"Your Highness, did you see that? I finally broke through to Super Saiyan 3!"
Rix was now in his Super Saiyan 3 form.
Even after his aura faded, thick bolts of lightning still flickered around him from time to time.
His thick golden hair, long enough to make any woman envious, reached down to his waist.
His eyebrows had disappeared, and his brow ridge protruded much more than it did in his normal form.
He looked fierce, giving off the impression that people should keep their distance.
Then he returned to his normal form, his face alight with excitement.
"Congratulations, Rix!" Tarble offered his heartfelt congratulations.
Yet in his eyes, Rix's basic information appeared.
"Target: Rix
Race: Saiyan
Power Level: 63.47 billion"
63.47 billion!
Though his base strength still couldn't match Vegeta's, with the Super Saiyan 3 transformation, he'd have the upper hand for sure.
Of course,
Tarble also knew that the Gravity Chamber had played a major role in increasing his power so much.
The next second, though, a mischievous thought crossed his mind:
If Vegeta found out that Rix could also become a Super Saiyan 3, would he be furious?
Just then, Rix came over, his eyes shining with heartfelt gratitude.
"Your subordinate thanks Your Highness for your guidance!"
"If it weren't for you, your subordinate could never have broken through to Super Saiyan 3!"
"I... I..."
Before he could finish, Tarble waved a hand and cut him off. "All right, all right!"
"We're both men. Don't make this so mushy. Hurry up and pack. We're getting ready to leave!"
Hearing that, the admiration in Rix's eyes deepened.
He nodded solemnly. "Yes, Your Highness!"
"Please wait a moment. Your subordinate will pack everything up right away!"
With that, he flashed out of sight.
When he reappeared, he was inside the living quarters, appearing and disappearing in different corners as he hurriedly gathered their things.
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