The New Crisis: Who Was Earth's Savior?

Future Trunks looked at Baby Trunks, who wanted to be held, and felt conflicted.

Holding himself was a very strange feeling.

"Is Dad all right?"

Future Trunks had lost his father when he was still a baby, so he had no idea what kind of person his father was. Everything he knew came from stories told by his future mother, Bulma.

He only knew that Vegeta was extremely proud and fiercely competitive!

Although Vegeta hadn't been defeated by that sweet-looking girl, Android 18, like he had in the original story—in fact, after powering up, he had beaten Android 17 so badly that he'd nearly crippled him—

Vegeta had still been crushed by a robot. The robot had caught him by surprise, but a defeat was a defeat.

Everyone had seen the unwillingness and fury in Vegeta's eyes when he left just now.

As a man himself, Future Trunks could also sense the resentment buried deep in Vegeta's heart!

The person Vegeta resented was Frieza!

Future Trunks didn't understand why this timeline had become such a mess. He absolutely refused to believe it was because he had come here.

Frieza had already been on Earth the first time Future Trunks had arrived, and his battle power had been terrifying.

"Trunks, don't overthink it. Your father is a very proud man, that's true, but he's also incredibly strong! Nothing can break him. Trust me, Vegeta will recover soon!"

As Vegeta's wife, Bulma understood him well. They'd never held a wedding banquet or even gotten a marriage certificate, but that didn't change a thing.

Once, he'd been aloof.

Now, Vegeta was no longer aloof—only proud!

His status as a prince gave him a pride that ordinary people couldn't understand. He'd prove through his actions that he was the strongest.

"Mom, can I go check on Dad?"

Bulma shook her head at Future Trunks and said earnestly,

"Trust me, don't go. Let him calm down on his own! Let's go home first. You're filthy, and girls won't like you looking like that!"

Future Trunks' face instantly turned bright red. His young mother and his future mother were both so embarrassing.

So Future Trunks flew home to West City with Baby Trunks riding on his shoulders, one hand holding him steady and the other carrying young Bulma. The three Androids followed behind them.

Every now and then, Future Trunks glanced back at the three Androids. He still couldn't accept how different the Androids in this timeline were from the ones in his future!

It was ridiculous!

When they got home, everyone was surprised to see Vegeta already standing in the courtyard.

"If any of you so much as try anything, I'll destroy you without hesitation! That goes for you too, big guy. If Frieza can beat you, I can do the same!"

Without waiting for anyone to reply, Vegeta turned and walked straight into the Gravity Chamber.

He didn't go stand alone on a mountaintop and brood like he had in the original story. After all, this time the blow he'd suffered wasn't quite so hard to bear.

"See that, Trunks? Your dad really is thoughtful!"

"Dad... so he really cares about us?"

Future Trunks was deeply moved, too. At last, he believed what his future mother had told him.

Your dad really cares about us!

It was true!

"Trunks! Get in the Gravity Chamber! Have you been playing in the mud for the past few years?!"

Vegeta's angry shout rang out from inside the Gravity Chamber.

"Go on. If you want to deal with the Androids in your future, you'll have to rely on yourself. Let your father train you properly. How could my son be inferior to Son Gohan, that mama's boy?"

Future Trunks nodded firmly, then lifted Baby Trunks off his shoulders and placed him in Bulma's arms.

"Yes!"

Then Future Trunks rushed toward the Gravity Chamber. Before closing the door, he glanced at the three Androids once more.

Only after seeing that they genuinely showed no hint of aggression did he shut the door.

"Everyone, come with me. Xiaoqiang, take Android 16 to the lab first and check his body's structure!"

Bulma ushered the Androids inside and gave an order to one of the household robots.

Android 16 followed the household robot. He'd been holding one hand over his crotch the whole time, and motor oil was leaking out.

Android 17 and Android 18 went to wash up under Bulma's guidance. Bulma's bathroom was big enough for both men and women to use at once, and it even had partitions.

"Here, there are some clothes. Pick whatever you like. Don't be shy!"

As the richest person in the world, Bulma had more than enough clothes to spare, and they were all top quality.

Android 17 and Android 18 thanked her before heading into the bathroom.

Bulma went to a safe and entered the combination. When she opened it, she saw the Dragon Balls glowing and flashing inside. All seven were there.

The Dragon Balls had practically become a private collection of Bulma's family. Kami could only watch helplessly; he'd never dare cause trouble at Bulma's house.

That would be like an old man eating poison—asking for death~~

Inside the Gravity Chamber, Trunks was struggling to move under three hundred times normal gravity. He simply hadn't gotten used to it yet.

"Don't transform into a Super Saiyan! You need to be able to move freely in your normal state, then move as fast as the wind!"

"Your fundamentals are so disappointing. It's a miracle you can even transform!"

"Sorry!"

Future Trunks lowered his head. He didn't have the slightest intention of talking back to his father, Vegeta.

"Lift your head! My son must have the pride of a Saiyan! I'm a prince, and so are you. The pride of a Saiyan Prince doesn't allow you to bow your head!"

"Yes!"

In Mount Paozu, Son Goku was no longer in pain. When Son Gohan, Piccolo, Tien Shinhan, and Krillin arrived, Son Goku was already snoring.

Everyone let out a sigh of relief. As long as Son Goku was all right, they believed Earth was safe.

The Androids had also been confirmed harmless, so what could be more important than Son Goku's illness?

As it turned out, something could!

At that moment, Kami at the Lookout was frowning deeply. Just now, every person in a small town had been attacked by a monster and vanished, leaving only their clothes scattered across the ground.

Kami had only just noticed what happened. The creature was growing at an astonishing rate, and the aura around it was unimaginably evil. Fine beads of sweat covered the old god's face.

Mr. Popo stood beside Kami, his eyes as calm as still water, as though nothing could ever stir him.

"Mr. Popo, I have a feeling that a great disaster is about to befall Earth!"

"This feeling is incredibly strong. I may really be leaving this time!"

Mr. Popo's expression finally changed. A trace of sorrow appeared in his eyes.

"Kami, you'll be all right. Earth has Son Goku and Vegeta, and now Piccolo is stronger than ever. They'll protect it!"

Kami looked toward another place. There, people were vanishing one after another, so quickly it was astonishing.

"I hope so. But my feeling is very strong. This time, even Piccolo may not be enough. Even Son Goku and Vegeta might not be able to defeat this evil!"

"Perhaps Frieza can! But he's no longer on Earth. Who knows if he can get back in time?"

Mr. Popo's eyes flickered. It was the first time he'd shown such a strong reaction.

"He will! There is kindness in Frieza's heart. He isn't as evil as King Kai said! Frieza is both good and evil, but he has his own principles!"

"And I can feel that he truly is protecting Earth. Earlier, he even strengthened the terrain in the battle zone!"

"Frieza can save Earth!"

Kami looked at Mr. Popo in surprise. This was the first time he'd said so much!

"I hope you're right. Frieza... where is he now?"