Wei Dong had returned to his own universe by then. Once he was back, he breathed a sigh of relief. If the God of Destruction from Universe 11 had reported him to the Grand Priest, Wei Dong might not have made it out alive. But when he returned to Earth, he found that nothing had changed.
Wei Dong then went to the World of the God of Destruction. Son Goku now had a combat power of 190 million. Whis's training really was more effective than training on his own. Vegeta had reached 120 million, while Biro had reached 140 million, surpassing Vegeta. Wei Dong then noticed Piccolo. He still hadn't even broken 100 million. That just didn't make sense.
And that wasn't all. Another person wasn't training at all, but meditating instead. It was Son Gohan. His normal-form combat power was terrifyingly high: 150 million. He'd already surpassed Son Goku—in terms of how quickly they'd improved, of course. After all, Son Gohan had only had a combat power of 50 million before.
So talent really did matter in everything?
Son Gohan now ranked second among the Z Fighters.
Everyone saw Wei Dong arrive and hurried over. They hadn't seen him in more than a year. When Wei Dong told them that he'd spent the past year traveling through time and training, they were all astonished.
"Don't get too excited, Mr. Wei Dong. Traveling through time isn't allowed. If the people above find out, you might have a hard time explaining yourself."
Everyone else had no idea what he meant, but Wei Dong understood. "Right, Whis. I forgot to consider that."
When Son Goku asked how strong Wei Dong was, Wei Dong replied that his combat power was probably 520 million. Everyone was shocked. They'd thought they were improving quickly, but the gap between them and Wei Dong had only grown wider. Piccolo was especially troubled.
An idea had been growing stronger and stronger in Piccolo's mind, until he was sure of it: training like this would never let him reach Son Goku and the others' level. He had to fuse with Kami, or the gap would only keep widening.
While everyone was chatting, an unexpected visitor arrived on Earth. He collapsed to the ground, murmuring Mai's name over and over, then passed out.
After an unknown amount of time, a farmer found him and carried him to a small clinic. The clinic doctor shook his head, saying their equipment wasn't advanced enough to treat the boy's injuries.
The farmer had no choice but to put the boy in his car and drive him to the city.
After a while, Whis's staff began to ring. It was a message from Bulma.
When Earth had faced danger before, Whis and the others hadn't left anyone a way to contact them. But fearing another crisis like the one with Majin Buu, they'd given Bulma a way to reach them.
Bulma's message came through: "Vegeta, Trunks—Trunks is badly injured. It looks serious. Come back and take a look!"
When Vegeta heard that Trunks was involved, he grew anxious. In that regard, Vegeta was better than Son Goku.
Whis didn't know Trunks, so he was simply curious. "Do you want to go back, Vegeta?"
Vegeta nodded. "This is important to me. I need to go back and find out what happened."
Son Gohan stood up. "Take me with you. I want to see my daughter, too. I haven't seen her in over a year, and I miss her and her mother."
Piccolo stood up as well, saying he wanted to go back. Biro followed. That left only Son Goku and Wei Dong.
"Looks like we have to go back, huh, Wei Dong?" Son Goku said with a cheerful laugh.
"Yeah." I nodded. "Everyone, grab hold of me. I can get us back in an instant, so we won't have to trouble Mr. Whis." Just then, Whis came over.
"Oh, I'm sorry to impose on you, Mr. Wei Dong. We're running low on food here in the World of the God of Destruction, so I'll have to go to Earth and restock. I'll have to trouble you."
"It's fine." Wei Dong was speechless, but still said, "One more person or one less won't make much difference. It's no trouble." With that, Wei Dong used Instant Transmission and arrived at Bulma's house.
Future Trunks was still being treated. Whis spoke up. "How did this man get so badly injured and still manage to hang on? He's got potential, but it seems your medical equipment won't be enough to save him."
Hearing this, Vegeta quickly begged Whis to save Trunks.
After hearing him out, Whis said, "Mr. Vegeta, he must be very important to you. All right, I'll help." He waved his staff, and Trunks woke up.
"What is this...? Ah, I'm back." Tears streamed down Trunks's face. "Mom, I did it! I made it back to the past!" When Whis heard that, his brows furrowed.
The moment Trunks saw Son Goku, he transformed into a Super Saiyan 2 and attacked him.
Seeing this, Wei Dong was completely certain: Zamasu's arrival was what had changed Trunks.
As Trunks fought Son Goku, he gradually came to his senses and apologized. "I'm sorry, Uncle Goku. For a moment, I couldn't tell the Future Timeline from the present."
Everyone frowned at those words. Their meaning was obvious.
It seemed that Son Goku had changed in the future.
Trunks explained it to me. "There's someone who looks a lot like Son Goku, but he isn't Son Goku. Only his body and voice are similar."
"There are two more, too." Wei Dong was puzzled. What do you mean, two more? Who the hell are they? Trunks continued, "One is Frieza. But this Frieza is golden, completely different from the Frieza we used to know. His aura is much stronger than that black-haired Son Goku's."
"The other is Majin Buu. I already defeated Majin Buu in the Future Timeline, but for some reason, another one appeared. I can't even imagine how powerful this Buu is. But even though the three of them are different, they get along very well. They only kill humans, not animals. Sometimes, they even throw pieces of human flesh to the animals to eat."
Wei Dong was stunned when he heard this. Three Zamasus—and one of them was Majin Buu? Majin Buu had been taken over? Something was wrong.
The other two were one thing, but there had to be something wrong with this Majin Buu. If they didn't destroy him quickly, the consequences would be catastrophic.
At that moment, a spaceship arrived on Earth. Frieza was aboard, wearing a lecherous grin, but Cooler was nowhere to be seen. On the other side of the spaceship, Cooler was still being treated in an emergency room. There was also a cage containing something whose features were impossible to make out; all anyone could see was a massive silhouette.
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