Separate Arrangements

Krillin cried out in terror, "Why is this guy here?! Did he eat Kami?!"

"Calm down, Krillin."

Sun Wuxiu reached out and pressed down Krillin's raised arm, his tone calm.

"Look carefully. That's Kami, not Piccolo."

"But... they look way too alike, don't they? They're exactly the same!"

Yamcha's voice trembled.

"Cough, cough..."

Leaning on his staff, Kami gave a helpless bitter smile.

"Don't be nervous, martial artists from the lower world. Piccolo and I... are indeed connected in some way. Simply put, he is my evil side, while I am this Earth's Kami."

After Kami's explanation, everyone finally lowered their guard, though the fear in their eyes had not completely faded.

"Alright, enough small talk."

Sun Wuxiu stepped forward and looked at the deity who had once guided him, getting straight to the point.

"Kami, you've been watching the lower world all along, haven't you? You know about what just happened, as well as the crisis a year from now?"

Kami nodded gravely.

"Yes, Wu Xiu. That Saiyan named Raditz... and Vegeta, whom he mentioned... they are an evil force so powerful that even I feel despair."

Kami's gaze swept over the people present. A trace of relief flashed through his eyes, but there was even more worry.

"The fact that you came here shows that you are prepared to fight to the death. Mr. Popo and I will do everything we can over the next year to guide Krillin, Tien Shinhan, Yamcha, and Chiaotzu."

"The air here is thin, and the environment is unique. It is very suitable for cultivating one's state of mind and control over ki."

Hearing this, Krillin and the others were overjoyed. Receiving Kami's guidance was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

However, when Kami's gaze finally fell upon Son Goku, his expression turned troubled.

"But... Goku."

Kami sighed.

"You trained under me for three years. I have already taught you everything I can teach. Your strength now has even surpassed mine."

"Even if you trained here for another year, your improvement would likely be extremely limited. To fight that Saiyan with a power level of eighteen thousand... it will be difficult. Far too difficult."

Goku scratched his head, looking equally troubled.

"Yeah, I feel like there isn't much left for me to learn either. But other than here, where can I go?"

Just then.

"No, there is one more place."

Sun Wuxiu's voice suddenly rang out, carrying the certainty of someone who had everything under control.

"Kami, you should know of that place, right?"

Sun Wuxiu pointed higher into the sky, toward a realm beyond the boundary of life and death.

"Beyond King Yemma's Palace, at the end of that long Snake Way... lives King Kai, ruler of North Galaxy."

"What?!"

Kami's entire body shook as he stared at Sun Wuxiu in disbelief.

"You... how do you know of King Kai's existence? Even I have never seen him in person. He is a high deity who exists only in legend!"

"I know more than you imagine."

Sun Wuxiu did not explain further. Instead, he looked intently at Kami.

"What Goku needs now is not conventional training, but martial arts guidance on a higher level. King Kai has something suited for him."

"I would like you to use Kami's authority to take Goku to Other World, let him set foot on Snake Way, and have him take King Kai as his master!"

Kami fell silent for a long time and looked deeply at Sun Wuxiu.

This young man had been shrouded in mystery ever since he first came to the Lookout several years ago.

Now, it seemed that he knew the secrets of the entire universe.

"If it is King Kai... then there truly may be a glimmer of hope."

Kami nodded and made his decision.

"Alright! Goku, grab my shoulder. I'll take you to King Yemma's Palace right now!"

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"Huh? Going to Other World? Do I have to die once too?" Goku looked utterly bewildered.

"You don't need to die. I'll take you through the back door." Kami did not know whether to laugh or cry.

After arranging Goku's destination and reminding Krillin and the others to train properly under Mr. Popo, Sun Wuxiu did not linger.

"I'll leave this place to you. I have something more important to deal with."

With that, he turned and walked to the edge of the Lookout.

"Senior Brother Wu Xiu, aren't you training with us?" Krillin asked.

"I have my own method of training."

Sun Wuxiu waved without turning around. "See you in a year."

Whoosh—

With a flash, his figure vanished directly into the sea of clouds.

Kame House.

The sea breeze was as gentle as ever.

Bulma sat on the sofa, sipping coffee as she gazed worriedly out the window.

In the bedroom on the other side, Chi-Chi sat beside the bed, looking at the sleeping little Gohan with reddened eyes.

Although Gohan had been fine in the end after that battle, the terrifying scene had still frightened this mother badly.

Knock, knock.

A soft knock sounded at the door.

Chi-Chi quickly wiped away her tears and turned around. "Come in."

The door opened, and Sun Wuxiu walked in.

He had changed back into a clean set of casual clothes and was carrying a cup of hot milk.

"U-Uncle."

Chi-Chi hurriedly stood. She sincerely respected this Uncle who had always taken care of their family.

"Sit down, Chi-Chi."

Sun Wuxiu handed her the milk, his tone gentle. "Gohan still hasn't woken up?"

"No, he might have been too tired earlier."

Chi-Chi looked at her son, her eyes full of heartache.

"That child... has never suffered like this before."

Sun Wuxiu nodded and pulled over a chair to sit down. Rather than getting to the point immediately, he asked as though making casual conversation.

"Chi-Chi, I know you have always hoped that Gohan would become a great scholar and live a stable life, right?"

"Yes." Chi-Chi sighed.

"I just want him to study properly and not be like Goku, thinking about nothing but fighting all day. Martial artists... are too dangerous."

"I understand how you feel."

Sun Wuxiu spoke sincerely. "As a mother, wanting your child to be safe and live peacefully is only natural."

Hearing Sun Wuxiu's agreement, Chi-Chi's heart warmed. She felt as though she had found someone who truly understood her.

That blockhead Goku, who only knew how to train, had never understood her. Only Uncle could understand her.

But immediately afterward, Sun Wuxiu changed the subject.

"However, Chi-Chi, you have seen the situation we are facing now."

"A year from now, enemies even more terrifying than today's will come to Earth. By then, Earth may become Hell."

"In that kind of environment, do you think... a scholar who can only study and has no strength to defend himself can survive?"

Chi-Chi froze, and her grip on the cup tightened slightly.

"Or when danger comes, would you rather Gohan could only hide behind you, trembling in fear and waiting for others to save him..."

"Or would you rather he had enough power to protect himself and, like a real man, protect you and this family as well?"

"At the very least, he should have the ability to survive danger on his own."

It was a very realistic, and very cruel, question.

"I... this..." Chi-Chi bit her lip, conflict filling her eyes.