As long as the Hyperbolic Time Chamber existed, everything would be easy!
The intelligent friend-or-foe identification program flickering in Frieza One's eyes paused, and he followed Gohan as they flew toward Kami's Lookout in this time-space.
"They... finally left!" Krillin wiped the cold sweat from his brow. Although Gohan had shown them no hostility, Frieza One's mere presence behind him had put everyone on high alert, as if they were standing in the most terrifying inferno at any moment.
Especially Frieza One's nightmare-like face. Krillin, who had once been blown apart by a single finger from Frieza on Namek, simply could not muster the courage to fight him.
Nobita Gohan's tightly clenched fists slowly loosened as well.
From astonishment, to fury, hatred, even murderous intent, and finally back to hatred and helplessness.
Nobita Gohan himself could not explain what kind of emotional turmoil he had gone through in less than half an hour while facing himself from another time-space.
"Strength... If I want to protect Videl and Pan, if I want to protect the Earth behind me, I have to regain my former strength." Gohan did not want to admit it, but when facing another version of himself from a different time-space, even his courage to make a move had ultimately been crushed.
Watching Gohan and Frieza One leave, Sun Wukong opened his mouth, but in the end, he did not ask them to stay.
"Honestly, they just left like that!" Sun Wukong sighed helplessly. He had wanted to ask about their time-space, and perhaps discuss with Gohan how to transform Super Saiyan 4 into an even higher form.
"Forget it. Since this is over, there's no need to rush."
"Then I need to hurry to Namek and borrow the Dragon Balls to revive Piccolo." Sun Wukong pressed his