"If I can really retain my current strength and return to my original world, I have no objection." Reiz nodded solemnly, then quickly turned to look at Linoshi, "What about you? Linoshi?"
"As long as I'm with you, I can go anywhere." Linoshi smiled softly, stretched out his hand and pressed lightly on the back of Reiz's hand, without any hesitation in his eyes.
"I want to take you back to see my parents." Reiz's voice became a little deeper and he held her hand.
"Ah? Okay... Okay..." Linoshi's face became even more rosy, spreading from the cheekbones to the roots of the ears, and even the neck was dyed with a light pink color.
She lowered her gaze and her eyelashes trembled slightly.
"Then, after you get married in three days, I will find a way to send you back." Grand Priest expressed his thoughts and gently leaned Scepter on his side. "Remember, when we go back, we will find more people to fill our world, so that our world can develop better."
"No problem." Reiz nodded.
"By the way, what is the name of the author who created our world?" Grand Priest asked again, his eyes falling on Reiz's face.
"Akira Toriyama." Reiz's voice deepened, and he couldn't help but lower his head, his eyes falling on his hand holding Scepter.
He felt quite emotional for a while.
After Uncle Akira Toriyama passed away, the popularity of Dragon Ball is indeed not as popular as before.
In fan fiction, it is far less popular than One Piece and Hokage.
Reiz really hopes that the story of Dragon Ball can continue, even if it is just a fan creation.
It seems that after returning home, I need to find more fan authors to improve the world of Dragon Ball.
"Let us mourn for the real God who created our world." Grand Priest slowly lowered his head and bent towards the ground, his posture solemn and solemn.
Omni-King sat on the throne, put his feet down, and lowered his head in imitation of Grand Priest.
The two guards stood behind Omni-King and also bent down to salute.
Reiz and Linoshi stood side by side and bowed deeply at the same time.
Grand Priest is right, it is indeed Akira Toriyama who created this world. He is the real god of this world.
"Do you think there is a possibility that Akira Toriyama will come to our world after passing away?" Reiz straightened up, and a thought suddenly occurred to him, "It is very possible to live in Heaven now."
Grand Priest's eyes lit up and he nodded thoughtfully.
He no longer hesitated at all, and gently raised his right hand upwards. Light flowed in his palm, and a slender Scepter appeared out of thin air.
He gently twirled Scepter in front of him, and the silver light flowed in the crystal ball at the head of the staff.
"Do you have a picture of this god?" Grand Priest turned his head and looked at Reiz.
Reiz immediately raised his Scepter, pointed the crystal ball on the head of the staff between his eyebrows, closed his eyes, and completely went through the face in his memory that he had seen countless times on the comic cover and in the author's message column.
The silver light circulated in the crystal ball for a moment, and a clear holographic projection was projected from the surface of the ball, slowly rotating in mid-air.
Grand Priest focused his gaze on the projection, as if he wanted to carve every detail into his mind, then closed his eyes and spread his perception towards the entire universe.
About ten minutes passed.
Grand Priest's eyes suddenly opened, and a bright light came from inside.
"Found it!"
Reiz's eyes widened and his pupils shrank slightly.
He just said it casually, but he didn't expect to actually find it.
"It's true that I live in Heaven and am playing around." Grand Priest smiled, and then Scepter tapped the crystal ball to project a real-time projection of the scene.
Reiz looked in the direction of the projection.
In the picture, a middle-aged man wearing round glasses is standing on a floating cloud, looking into the distance with his hands behind his back. There is a golden halo hanging on his head, with a soft luster on the edge.
He walked slowly along the edge of the clouds for a while, stopped, touched his chin, and then walked in another direction, with a leisurely and relaxed expression, as if he had been here for a long time and was satisfied with everything around him.
"He should already know." Grand Priest smiled slightly and took Scepter back. "It is indeed a very interesting thing to be able to come to the world of your own creation after death."
Reiz nodded silently and stopped looking at the projection for a moment.
Uncle Akira Toriyama came to the world he created and saw that every planet, every character, and every story line in this world was drawn by his own hands. I don't know what he would think.
"Can you resurrect him? Then return to the original world." Reiz turned his head, looked back, and landed on Grand Priest's face.
"You can give it a try, but it's best to seek his own opinion on this kind of thing." Grand Priest pondered.
"I'll go over there and have a look, and ask him for an autograph." Reiz smiled and held Scepter's finger.
Grand Priest had no objection and nodded slightly towards him.
"Let's go, Linoshi." Reiz turned to look at Linoshi beside him and stretched out his hand.
"Yes." Linoshi nodded vigorously, put his hand into his palm, and then glanced in the direction of Omni-King and Grand Priest, "Sir Omni-King, father, we are going first."
"Go." Grand Priest waved his hand.
Omni-King also responded, sitting on the throne and shaking his feet.
Reiz took Linoshi away from the Zen-Oh Palace at an extremely fast speed. Two flames dragged out a long silver-white trail and flew in the direction of Heaven.
The distance from the Zen-Oh Palace to Heaven was closer than expected, and both of them were already complete Angel. Their flying speed was far faster than before, and it took less than an hour.
"Crack!"
Reiz and Linoshi landed on a soft cloud layer. When the soles of their boots stepped on the fluffy white surface, they sank slightly and then bounced back.
The two of them stood side by side on the edge of the clouds, and the wind blew over them with a gentle touch that was unclear whether it was warm or cool.
On the cloud road not far away, a middle-aged man wearing round glasses was walking slowly with his hands behind his back. The pace was not fast and slow. He occasionally stopped and looked into the distance, as if he was admiring the scenery along the way.
"Uncle Bird!" Reiz walked forward quickly, with an irrepressible excitement in his voice.
Linoshi followed behind, folded his hands in front of him, and bowed seriously to the man. "Hello, Uncle Bird."
Ten minutes later.
Reiz and Linoshi left, each carrying a neatly folded piece of signed paper.
Reiz carefully put it into his arms and used Angel Power to cover it with a protective layer to ensure that it would not be worn by any external force.
The two of them returned to the Zen-Oh Palace, and when they landed, the piece of paper was still touching his body temperature on his chest.
"What did he say?" Grand Priest put down Scepter and looked at the two of them.