Shenron Appears, Wishes in Progress

The sky suddenly darkened, and a green, ugly Shenron appeared abruptly in the night air, looking completely out of place.

Son Goku was stunned; he seemed to have overlooked this issue. Wasn't this clearly announcing it to everyone?

Shenron is out—the early bird gets the worm, and the slow one gets nothing!

Recalling the bizarre wish Oolong had made when he was a child, cold sweat immediately broke out on Son Goku.

"Oh ho ho ho! Son Goku, let's pause our battle. I am quite curious to see what kind of wishes you will make!"

Son Goku was in a difficult position and didn't even notice the issue in Frieza's words.

It wasn't one wish; it was wishes!

Up until now, all of Frieza's actions had carried a hint of goodwill. Slug was his subordinate, and Frieza hadn't directly blasted him away like he did with Vegeta.

Vegeta had betrayed him, yet even when Vegeta was completely defenseless, Frieza hadn't gone out of his way to finish him off.

Thus, the simple-minded Son Goku didn't know how to refuse Frieza's request.

However, Frieza was just saying that; did he really need to care about Son Goku's thoughts?

NO!

Therefore, before Son Goku could even reply, Frieza had already drifted leisurely toward Shenron.

Son Goku felt helpless, shook his head, and hurriedly followed.

The Shenron of Namek was very different from the Shenron of Earth.

Earth's Shenron looked like a five-clawed oriental dragon, just green in color.

The Namekian Shenron also had a long tail, but it possessed the characteristics of a Western lizard-like dragon.

Compared to Earth's Shenron, it was much larger, and it was truly ugly!

Beneath Shenron, Nail, Dende, Gohan, Krillin, Bulma, the weakened Slug, and the slightly recovered Vegeta had all gathered.

Krillin shouted first: "Shenron! Please resurrect the Earthlings killed by Vegeta!"

Shenron: ...

Vegeta shouted: "Shenron! Grant me immortality!"

After the recent battle, Vegeta decided he didn't care about growing taller anymore; immortality was better.

Shenron: ...

Slug grew excited and blurted out his native tongue subconsciously: "Shenron, grant me eternal, undying life!"

Everyone who didn't understand the Namekian language: ...

This time, Shenron reacted. It opened its blood-red maw, fixed its crimson eyes on Slug, and said something that left everyone speechless.

"I cannot fulfill your wish. Please choose another."

Dende immediately called out to Gohan and Krillin.

"The Namekian Shenron requires wishes to be made in the Namekian language, otherwise it won't listen to you! Besides, Shenron can grant three wishes!"

Vegeta was furious and wanted to reach out and slap Dende.

"Then what are you dawdling for? Hurry up and state my wish!"

Krillin was anxious and hurriedly shouted to Dende: "Don't listen to Vegeta! Resurrect the people he killed first!"

"Oh ho ho ho!"

Suddenly, a mocking laugh that made everyone's scalp tingle echoed out, and they saw the pale-skinned Frieza arrive, followed by Son Goku in his tattered orange martial arts uniform.

Vegeta gritted his teeth and roared: "Frieza! I won't forgive you!"

Frieza ignored him, treating it as nothing more than a dog barking.

His scarlet pupils looked incredibly evil. The moment he looked at Shenron, the dragon actually shivered!

"Respected King Frieza, we meet again after a year!"

Hiss~~~

Not just Son Goku, but everyone gasped in shock. Slug was completely bewildered.

What the hell? Shenron was an old acquaintance of Frieza's?

This was truly a knife in the backside—an eye-opener!

"You work first. As for that little green guy below, you don't need to pay him any mind! Oh ho ho ho!"

Frieza was perhaps the only freak who could tell Shenron to get to work first.

Son Goku, Vegeta, and Slug were all stunned.

Frieza actually had no intention of making a wish?!

Slug was furious, but he could only force himself to hold it in.

Shenron had already said his wish couldn't be fulfilled; if he went on to offend King Frieza, wouldn't that be like lighting a lamp in a latrine—looking for death?

The first to react was Bulma; she was the only one on the scene who didn't feel much fear toward Frieza.

Of course, Son Goku wasn't afraid either; he simply saw Frieza as a combat opponent.

"Dende, first use Shenron to revive the Earthlings killed by Vegeta!"

Dende was reminded by Bulma and immediately complied.

However~

"I cannot grant this wish for you. I can only revive one person at a time. Please make a different wish!"

Gohan, Krillin, Bulma, and Son Goku were petrified!

This Shenron looked imposing, even bigger than Earth's Shenron, but who knew it was so weak!

Weaker than Tights, who writes novels!

"Gohan! Revive me first. If I'm revived, Kami will be revived, and Earth's Shenron will be revived!"

Suddenly, a voice unfamiliar to Dende and the others appeared in this space.

"Uncle Piccolo!"

Gohan shouted.

"Aren't you dead?"

Gohan's words gave Piccolo a headache. Was this the time to discuss that?

Don't you know whether I'm dead or not?

You should be primarily responsible for how I died!!

Calm down~ calm down~

Inhale~ Exhale!!

"Gohan, make the wish first, be good!"

Gohan immediately reacted and quickly looked at Dende.

Dende replied directly, "I've already made the wish according to that voice's instruction, and Shenron has accepted it!"

Gohan looked up at the sky again, though he couldn't see Piccolo's figure.

"Uncle Piccolo, are you still alive?"

Piccolo didn't want to deal with this idiot, but he still had a wish to make, so he forced himself to calm down.

"Gohan, you're so good. For the second wish, send me to Namek!"

As expected, Dende's words were quick. Before Son Goku could even stop him, the wish had already been granted.

Piccolo, wearing a cape and with green skin, almost identical to Nail, descended from the sky.

The cape would have looked quite cool if his head hadn't been buried in the ground. The scene would have been perfect.

Gohan saw Piccolo struggling to pull his head out and quickly rushed over to help.

He grabbed Piccolo's large foot and pulled him out as if pulling a radish.

Piccolo didn't want to speak; he was almost depressed.

"Gohan, can you let go now?"

Being held upside down by the thigh was really uncomfortable.

This damn Shenron revived him but didn't restore his stamina, leaving him extremely weak~~

Dende noticed Piccolo's condition and quickly scurried over on his short legs, placing his hands on Piccolo and emitting green healing rays.

Five seconds later, Dende struck a pose as if he had finished his work, his eyes looking askance ahead.

Frieza, seeing this, really wanted to ask him: "Hey, which martial arts world did you transmigrate from?"

Moreover, Frieza had an illusion. He didn't think he had transmigrated to the proper Dragon Ball world, because in Dragon Ball Z, these people weren't this comical!

Son Goku finally couldn't hold back and shouted loudly.

"I want the third wish!"

Well, it wasn't unreasonable for Son Goku to want a wish, but Vegeta disagreed!

Vegeta had reached his limit. The third wish had to be his.

"No!! The third wish must be mine. Grant me immortality!!"