Sun Wuxiu looked at the grown-up Dende in front of him, and he couldn't help but lament the passage of time.
"I came here this time to ask for something."
Sun Wuxiu didn't talk nonsense and directly explained the purpose of coming - the current situation of the earth, the death of Kami, and the failure of Dragon Ball.
"I would like to ask you to come to Earth with me."
Sun Wuxiu said sincerely.
"Kami takes over the Earth and repairs Dragon Ball."
"I want to... resurrect Son Gohan, as well as those dead soldiers."
"Resurrection... Brother Gohan?"
Hearing this name, Dende's body trembled slightly.
That was his childhood best friend.
"I want to go!"
Dende showed no hesitation and his eyes were firm.
"If it is to resurrect Brother Gohan, to save the earth... I am duty-bound!"
"Great."
Sun Wuxiu breathed a sigh of relief.
After obtaining the consent of Moori Grand Elder and saying goodbye to the tribesmen.
Sun Wuxiu takes Dende and starts Instant Transmission again.
Return to Earth Kami's Lookout.
"Mr. Popo, look who I brought here."
Sun Wuxiu points to Dende.
Mr. Popo, who was sitting lonely on the steps, finally saw a bigger fluctuation in his empty eyes when he saw Dende.
"God... are you back?"
After a simple handover, Dende immediately took over the Shenron model that had been turned into stone from Mr. Popo.
"This level of damage... I can fix it!"
Dende's hands released healing light, covering the Shenron model.
"And, I will strengthen its abilities! Let it realize more wishes!"
Looking at the busy Dende and the excited Mr. Popo, Sun Wuxiu silently stepped aside.
"Things here are settled."
"Next..."
Sun Wuxiu looked at the sky, that was the direction leading to Other World.
"Now that Future Timeline is here, why don't you go see the 'dead' Goku..."
"Isn't this trip in vain?"
Sun Wuxiu disappeared again.
Target--Other World.
North Kai's Planet.
It still looks like a place with a gravity only ten times that of the earth and a pitifully small area.
The red convertible sports car was parked on the lawn, not very rusty.
"Whoops!"
The air twisted, and the figure of Sun Wuxiu appeared out of thin air at the end of the winding Snake Way, and landed steadily on the grass of King Kai's Planet.
"Huh... not much has changed here."
Sun Wuxiu looked around, but didn't feel that familiar aura.
"Squeak?!"
Bubbles (orangutan) who was chasing crickets and Gregory (grasshopper) who was repairing the house with a hammer suddenly stopped what they were doing.
Their eyes widened, looking at the black-haired man who suddenly appeared in front of them, as if they had seen a ghost... Although they were already at Other World, the shock was still overwhelming.
"Squeak!!"
Bubbles threw away the banana in his hand and rolled over and ran over.
He circled around Sun Wuxiu several times, and stretched out his furry fingers to poke Sun Wuxiu's thigh, as if to confirm whether it was an entity.
"Yo, Bubbles, Gregory."
Sun Wuxiu squatted down, smiled and touched Bubbles's head.
"Long time no see. It seems that even in Other World, you guys are living a happy life."
Gregory flew into the air and asked in shock.
"You... you are Sun Wuxiu?! That... that Sun Wuxiu who has been missing for twenty years?!"
"Missing?"
Sun Wuxiu raised his eyebrows.
Sure enough, in this future timeline, his whereabouts are defined as "missing".
"That's right."
Sun Wuxiu doesn't have much explanation.
"Where is King Kai? Why don't you feel his anger?"
"King Kai went to Grand Kai's Planet!"
Gregory said excitedly.
"Today is a big day! Other World is hosting 'Other World Tournament'! Goku and Piccolo are all participating!"
"Martial Arts Tournament?"
Sun Wuxiu's eyes lit up.
"This is a lucky coincidence."
In this desperate future, the living are struggling in hell on earth, while the dead are holding sports games in Other World... This contrast is really ironic.
However, this is also in line with the setting of the Dragon Ball world. Death is not the end, but the beginning of another period of practice.
"Thank you."
Sun Wuxiu stood up and put his fingers on his forehead.
His perception spread instantly, crossing the long Snake Way, passing through the King Yemma's Palace, and reaching the space in the higher dimension of Other World - Grand Kai's Planet.
There, there are countless powerful auras gathered there.
"Found it."
Sun Wuxiu A nostalgic smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Those extremely familiar auras...Goku, Piccolo, Krillin, Tien Shinhan..."
"There is also a... strange aura of a strong man? Is it Pikkon?"
"Just in time, let's go join in the fun."
Sun Wuxiu disappeared again.
Grand Kai's Planet, Martial Arts Arena.
The place was filled with people, deceased heroes from all corners of the universe and all eras gathered together, and the cheers were like a tsunami.
In the center of the ring, two figures were clashing fiercely.
"Haaah!!"
One of them is Son Goku.
Although he has been at Other World for twenty years, his appearance still remains at the peak of his youth.
At this time, his whole body was burning with golden flames, Super Saiyan 1 was in full power, his movements were smooth and smooth, and every punch carried a natural master's bearing.
And his opponent is a strange guy with green skin, no nose, wearing a white hat and a gravity training suit.
West Galaxy's strongest warrior--Pikkon.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The two of them fought at high speed in the air, with afterimages all over the arena.
Sun Wuxiu's figure quietly appeared in the last row of the auditorium, and found an empty seat where no one noticed and sat down.
He was not in a hurry to say hello, but watched the battle on the ring with great interest.
"Drink!!"
Goku launched a roundhouse kick, but Pikkon raised his hand to block it.
"Not bad, Son Goku."
Pikkon's face was expressionless, but there was recognition in his tone.
"Your strength is very solid and your skills are perfect. But..."
"If you're at this level, you can't beat me."
Pikkon's energy suddenly surged, which was a special move similar to "Thunder Flash".
"Hehe..."
Goku wiped the sweat from his forehead and grinned.
"Pikkon, you are really powerful. I am really happy to meet an opponent like you."
Seeing this scene, Sun Wuxiu, who was sitting in the back row, couldn't help but shake his head, with a smile that said "I knew it" at the corner of his mouth.
"This kid is still the same."
As a brother who grew up watching Son Goku, Sun Wuxiu knows this martial arts crazy brother very well.
In a life-or-death battle, Son Goku has only two fighting styles:
Or the difference in strength is too big and you really can't win the game at your best.
Or... force a 50-50 split.