Trunks: My Dad Isn't on Earth?

"Why didn't you dodge?" Trunks asked.

"Because your attack is too weak, there's no need to dodge," Piccolo said.

Trunks felt a pang of heartache at that moment.

"Besides, you don't exude any murderous aura, I think you'll stop." Piccolo smiled.

"So, I don't want to stop this time, is that alright?" Trunks said.

"Of course, no problem. I told you, attack me all you want," Piccolo said with a smile.

"Hey!"

Trunks swung his longsword again, slashing horizontally at Piccolo.

"Smack!"

Piccolo gently raised his hand and grabbed the longsword.

Trunks' eyes widened.

Are you kidding me?

Did you catch my sword so easily?

"Bang!"

Piccolo casually waved his hand and slapped Trunks across the chest.

"Puff..."

Trunks coughed up a mouthful of blood and flew backward.

"Boom!"

Trunks crashed headfirst into a boulder behind him, his golden light dissipating, revealing that he was severely injured.

Trunks looked stunned, yet also surprised and delighted.

I didn't expect Piccolo to be so strong.

Can you really defeat me so easily?

So, does that mean he can easily wipe out the androids?

Trunks was indeed seriously injured; he gritted his teeth and managed to stand up with great difficulty.

Son Goku smiled helplessly to the side.

"Dende, treat him," Piccolo called out to Dende, who was rushing over from behind.

Dende: "..."

Am I here for treatment?

I just got here, is everything already finished here?

Dende had no reason to refuse and quickly stepped forward, unleashing a healing flame that enveloped Trunks.

Trunks quickly recovered from his injuries.

Trunks was stunned for a long time, looking down at Dende...

I don't know them at all.

"And who... are you?" Trunks asked.

"I am Dende," Dende said with a smile.

"You're amazing! My injuries are completely healed," Trunks exclaimed.

"Kid, now you can tell me why you're here," Piccolo said calmly.

"Alright, I'll say it..." Trunks nodded solemnly, "What I'm about to say, please remember it well and don't tell anyone else."

"Go ahead and say it," Piccolo said.

"Perhaps people of your time won't believe it... I come from a future world 20 years from now. I came here in Time Machine," Trunks said.

"What? From the future?" Son Goku was indeed quite surprised.

"Twenty years from now?" Piccolo frowned, a bad feeling creeping over him.

"I've already told you my name. I'm an Earthling, but Saiyan blood also flows in my veins because I'm Vegeta's son," Trunks explained.

"Huh? Vegeta's son?" Son Goku was truly shocked.

Piccolo: "..."

Vegeta's son is even better than our Gohan...

This is really awful.

Should I really train Gohan properly?

"I came here in Time Machine not to talk about this, nor to challenge Mr. Piccolo, but because I have something very important to tell you," Trunks said, his expression growing increasingly serious.

Son Goku and Piccolo exchanged a glance.

As for Dende, they've already ignored him.

"Around 10 a. m. on May 12th, three years from now, two terrifying monsters will appear on an island about 9 kilometers from South City. They are incredibly powerful monsters that people of this era cannot even imagine," Trunks said in a deep voice.

Piccolo: "..."

"Are they aliens?" Son Goku asked.

"No, they are androids born on this earth. You can think of them as robots, except that they are created from human bodies," Trunks explained. "They were created by Dr. Gero, a scientist from the Red Ribbon Army."

"The Red Ribbon Army?" Son Goku was taken aback.

"Yes, the Red Ribbon Army was destroyed by Mr. Goku a long time ago, but Dr. Gero is still alive and continuing his research," Trunks explained.

"Are they going to conquer the world?" Son Goku asked.

"I'm not entirely sure either, maybe," Trunks replied. "But those two vicious killer Android 17 and Android 18, they were just too cruel. They even killed Dr. Gero, who created them! That means all they're left with are androids who enjoy killing and destruction."

"So, even the God of Destruction isn't a match for them?" Piccolo asked.

Trunks was stunned for several seconds.

God of Destruction?

What is that?

"What God of Destruction?" Trunks asked.

"Don't you know?" Piccolo retorted.

"I've never heard of any God of Destruction." Trunks shook his head.

"So, do you know Lu Fan?" Piccolo asked again.

Trunks shook his head again, looking confused.

"Huh? You don't even know Lu Fan?" Son Goku was also puzzled.

"Lu Fan? Never heard of him before..." Trunks felt a bit confused.

"Hmph, there's nothing to be confused about," Piccolo smiled. "Perhaps we belong to a parallel universe. What happens in your universe might not happen in ours."

"Hey? Piccolo, what you said makes a lot of sense." Son Goku nodded in agreement. "Trunks was just wondering why I couldn't become Super Saiyan... It seems like in his timeline, I'm the one who should be Super Saiyan?"

"So... I have a question for you. Who defeated Frieza?" Trunks asked. "Was it my dad?"

"To be precise, it was a guy named Dyspo who kicked Frieza unconscious," Piccolo said.

"Dyspo? Who is that?" Trunks was even more confused.

I don't recognize any of the people you're talking about.

"It really is like a parallel universe..." Piccolo nodded.

"So... will those two terrifying androids also be born here?" Son Goku asked.

"I don't know." Piccolo shook his head.

Trunks: "..."

Trunks was at a loss for words.

"Go on, tell us what will happen in the future, so we can take precautions," Piccolo suggested.

"Alright, I'll continue." Trunks nodded and said, "In our time, three years later, during the battle, Father, Krillin, Yamcha, Tien Shinhan, and Mr. Piccolo were all killed."

Piccolo: "..."

Son Goku: "..."

Dende didn't speak.