"It seems like I have to work harder to practice." He scratched his head and grinned. He didn't feel depressed at all. Instead, he seemed to have found a farther target, and the light in his eyes was a little brighter than before.
"Whoosh!"
The dark red aura around Son Goku quickly converged, and the layer of fine fluff covering the skin also disappeared in the blink of an eye, returning to the normal state of ordinary Saiyan with black hair.
He flicked his wrist, moved his shoulders, and adjusted his breathing back to a gentle rhythm.
"Super Saiyan 4 is just the beginning." Reiz looked into his eyes with a hint of solemnity in his tone, "Even if you return to the peak state of your previous life, Super Saiyan 4 is just your starting form. You still need to practice better, and there is more room to move up."
"Mr. Reiz, I heard that God of Destruction is very powerful, is it true?" Son Goku put his hands on his hips and raised his face, with a hint of excitement in his tone.
"Even now, at most I'm tied with God of Destruction." Reiz smiled slightly, "And I'm still the weakest God of Destruction."
"What about the strongest God of Destruction?" Son Goku took half a step forward and followed her even more closely.
"The strongest God of Destruction is Beerus of Universe 7." Reiz spoke calmly, his eyes falling on the dark red sky, "I have never fought with him, but I heard that he can beat the other eleven God of Destruction by himself."
"Beerus is so powerful?" Son Goku paused, touched his chin, and his eyes wandered in the void for a moment, "It seems that my cultivation is far from enough."
"When your strength is almost restored, I will take you to challenge God of Destruction in the universe where your father lives." Reiz took his eyes back from the sky and fell back on Son Goku's face.
"My dad's universe?" Son Goku was stunned for a moment and blinked twice, as if searching for the location of this piece of information again in his mind.
"That's Universe 3. A God of Destruction has just been appointed over there. You should know him." Reiz curled his lips and said, "He is Majin Buu."
"Majin Buu! He actually became God of Destruction!" Son Goku's mouth opened into a circle, and the surprise and curiosity in his eyes flashed several times.
Although he heard Gine mention this matter before, but now he confirmed it from Reiz's mouth, the sense of reality still made him sigh.
"I will work hard and strive to return to my peak condition as soon as possible and compete with Majin Buu again." Son Goku nodded vigorously.
Immediately, Son Goku left a meal at Reiz's place.
Several dishes brought back from Earth were placed on the table, and the heat from Orleans grilled wings and Braised Pork Belly was floating in the yard.
He sat at the table, his chopsticks going back and forth between the plate and his mouth, his cheeks bulging, and he was eating with great concentration.
It wasn't until the dishes on the table were gone that he put down his chopsticks, rubbed the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, and stood up to say goodbye.
When I got home, the yard was empty, and the energy lamp had not been lit yet. Only the dim light from the window spread on the gravel floor in front of the door.
Son Goku opened the door and immediately saw Raditz sitting on the low stool in the corner of the living room.
He was resting his hands on his knees, tilting his head and looking towards the door, his eyes full of curiosity.
"Where's mom?" Son Goku walked in the door and glanced around the room.
"Hmph, I said I went out to buy delicious food for you!" Raditz snorted from his nose, pressing his chin down slightly, with an undisguised sourness in his eyes, "They are all the sons of mom and dad, why is mom so partial?"
"Really?" Son Goku was slightly startled and stood at the door, rubbing the soles of his shoes on the floor. "After you died, my mother was still very sad."
"Humph, I don't believe it!" Raditz curled his lips, turned his face away, and kicked his toes on the ground.
"Whether you believe it or not, the facts are there." Son Goku did not continue to dwell on this topic, walked into the room and sat down on another chair.
"But then again, what does it mean that the future me bullied you in the past?" Raditz turned his face back, his eyes were fixed on Son Goku's face, and the sourness in his tone had been replaced by seriousness, "You must speak clearly today! Otherwise, this matter will not be over!"
"How should I put this..." Son Goku scratched his head, scraped his fingers through the tangled hair twice, and his eyes stopped on Raditz's face for a moment, "To put it simply, I was reborn from another world."
Raditz opened his mouth and closed it again.
His eyes paused on Son Goku's young face for a long time, as if he was trying to tell whether these words were serious or a joke.
"Rebirth? What do you mean?" Raditz's voice was filled with uncertainty, and he rubbed his fingers unconsciously on his knees twice.
"How to explain it?" Son Goku tilted his head, thought for a while, and added, "My real age is almost sixty years old. I came here from another world and merged with this body!"
"Ah? Real or fake?" Raditz's eyes widened. He jumped up from the low stool and walked around to Son Goku. He bent down and looked at his face closely, as if he was looking for some evidence.
Son Goku smiled and said nothing. He just spread his hands in front of his eyes and clenched them again.
"Then what is your current Combat Power?" Raditz straightened up, put his hands on his waist, and the curiosity in his eyes had overcome all the sourness.
"How many? It seems like 10 million." Son Goku scratched his head, raised his face and thought for a while, then waved his hand, "Actually, I don't know the exact number. Combat Power It's not easy to calculate this kind of thing!"
"You, you, you... what did you say your Combat Power is? Ten million! Are you kidding me!" The corners of Raditz's mouth twitched several times in succession, and his hands dropped from his waist and hung by his side. His whole face was filled with an expression of being confused by the numbers.
"It should be about the same, maybe a little higher." Son Goku nodded seriously, his tone flat.
"So, can you beat Prince Vegeta?" Raditz quickly asked, taking half a step forward.
"Three days ago, I had a fight with Vegeta." Son Goku laughed and put his hands on his hips.
"What's the result?" Raditz's eyes lit up.
Son Goku smiled and did not answer the question.
But the curvature of the corners of his mouth and the calm light in his eyes were enough to explain everything.
Raditz opened his mouth and didn't close it for a long time.
He stood there, his eyes stopping and stopping on Son Goku's face, and finally the corners of his mouth slowly curved up.
He found that he was not jealous of his younger brother. Instead, the place on his chest that had been empty for a long time seemed to be filled with something warm.