Journey to Future Time and Space

The next day, Gogito and Tights rose early, packed their belongings, and prepared to depart.

Bulma was also ready, and the three of them boarded a plane, heading toward Chi-Chi's house at Mount Paozu.

At Chi-Chi's house.

Chi-Chi was preparing breakfast for Gohan, while Gohan was in his room studying.

Just then, the sound of a plane drifted in from outside the window, followed by a knock at the door. When Chi-Chi opened the Space Gate, it was Bulma.

"Bulma? What brings you here so early?"

"It's me who has business."

Gogito stepped out from behind Bulma. Upon seeing Gogito, Chi-Chi's expression soured slightly, though she still allowed them into the house.

"If you've come to try and persuade me, then don't bother. I will not let Gohan train with you."

Chi-Chi spoke directly.

"I am taking you to meet someone. If you still hold to your original opinion after meeting that person, then I will not bother you again."

Gogito replied.

"Fine, let's go now."

Chi-Chi did not want to drag this out; the sooner this matter was resolved, the better. For the past few days, she had felt as if a heavy stone were pressing on her heart, fearing that Gogito would simply take Gohan away just as Piccolo had.

"Wait until you've finished breakfast before we go. Gohan will come along too."

After saying this, Gogito found a chair and sat down, waiting for Chi-Chi and Gohan to finish their meal.

Chi-Chi called Gohan out to prepare for breakfast.

After Gohan emerged from his room and saw the people in the living room, he paused in surprise.

"Aunt Bulma, Uncle Gogito."

Gohan did not recognize Tights, so he could only look at Bulma with a puzzled expression.

"She is my older sister, Tights, and also Gogito's girlfriend." Bulma introduced Tights to Gohan.

"Aunt Tights."

Gohan greeted her politely.

Chi-Chi emerged from the kitchen at that moment, carrying dozens of steamed buns.

"Gohan has such a huge appetite even at such a young age?"

Truly worthy of being a Saiyan, to have such an appetite at such a tender age, Tights exclaimed.

"Would you like to eat with us?"

Chi-Chi asked.

"No need, we already ate before we came."

Once Gohan and Chi-Chi finished eating, they prepared to depart.

"System, open the space-time channel."

Gogito said in his mind.

A colorful door appeared before them. Gogito looked at the channel before him, feeling the very mysterious aura within.

"We will arrive once we pass through this channel," Gogito said to the group.

"Since when did you have such methods?" Tights asked.

"I learned it on Planet Yardrat."

Gogito made up an excuse; he had indeed spent a long time studying there, so it served well as a pretext.

"Let's go."

Gogito entered first, followed by the others.

The channel was filled with colorful light, and the exit could be seen not far ahead.

They reached the exit after only a short walk.

Looking at the place filled with ruins, Gogito sighed.

"How miserable! This world."

"Where is this?"

Tights asked Gogito.

"The future world, roughly a dozen years after our own."

Gogito had forgotten the exact timeframe.

"I know you have many questions, but you will understand once we meet the person."

Gogito struck the pose for Instant Transmission, taking Tights' hand with his other.

"You only need to touch me or Tights."

Bulma held Chi-Chi with one hand and Tights with the other, while Son Gohan was being led by Chi-Chi.

After a blur of afterimages, the group vanished.

Amidst a stretch of ruins, Future Son Gohan was sparring with Trunks.

Their movements were so fast that they left afterimages behind; ordinary people would be unable to track them at all.

After training for a while, the two stopped, and Future Son Gohan said, "Trunks, your combat power has reached the level required to transform into a Super Saiyan. Let's give it a try today."

"Understood, Brother Son Gohan."

Trunks said with a hint of excitement. If he could transform into a Super Saiyan, he would be able to fight the Androids and no longer be a burden.

"The key to transforming into a Super Saiyan is rage. Convert that rage into power and unleash the potential hidden within your body."

Rage. Trunks recalled the Androids killing everywhere, the screams of terrified people filling his mind. He then thought of how Son Gohan had lost an arm to the Androids while saving him, and his heart was instantly filled with fury.

"Aaaahhh~~~"

Trunks let out a roar as he powered up. The aura around his body flickered between white and gold.

Son Gohan continued to provoke Trunks.

"Imagine if I died right before your eyes. Take that rage, that power, and release it all."

Trunks imagined Brother Son Gohan dying before him, accompanied by the mocking laughter of the two Androids.

"This piece of trash is finally dead."

"Yeah, finally no one can stop us."

"Hahaha~~~"

"Hahaha~~~"

At this thought, Trunks threw his head back and roared.

"Haaa~~~"

Trunks' hair and eyebrows turned golden, and his emerald green pupils radiated a cold aura, his eyes filled with terrifying killing intent. Trunks had successfully transformed into a Super Saiyan.

"That's it. Suppress the excitement in your heart, maintain the Super Saiyan state, and remember this feeling."

Son Gohan coached from the side.

Trunks furrowed his brows, struggling to control the power within him, but he only managed to hold it for a moment before reverting to his base form.

"Ha... ha... ha..."

Trunks braced his hands on his knees, gasping for air.

"That was already very good. You can transform into a Super Saiyan; as long as you practice slowly, you will be able to master the Super Saiyan transformation."

Son Gohan encouraged Trunks.

After resting for a while, the two prepared to return to the basement.

Suddenly, several people appeared before them—it was Gogito and his group.

Son Gohan instantly assumed a fighting stance, but upon seeing who they were, his eyes welled up with tears.

On the other side, Chi-Chi looked at the Son Gohan before her and recognized him instantly as the son she had with Goku, Son Gohan.

The empty sleeve fluttering in the wind was unmistakable. Chi-Chi's tears fell instantly as she rushed to hug Future Son Gohan. Touching the empty sleeve, she could not stop her tears from flowing.

"My Gohan, how did you end up like this?"

Hearing Chi-Chi's words, Bulma, Tights, and young Son Gohan realized that the man with the missing arm was indeed Son Gohan.

Future Son Gohan also wept with emotion. Seeing the mother from his memories standing before him, he could no longer hold back. After all, he was only in his early twenties—the prime of his youth—yet he had been forced to shoulder the heavy burden of protecting the Earth, which had nearly crushed him.

Trunks also saw his young mother. The Bulma of this time was so youthful and beautiful, whereas the Bulma he knew was already aged, her face lined with wrinkles from the constant worry over the Androids.

However, he dared not step forward to acknowledge her. He feared that if he did, Bulma would not be able to handle the shock, potentially causing his own existence to fade.

Gogito sensed Trunks' anxiety and whispered to Bulma, "That one with the blue hair over there is your son."

Bulma froze in place. Her son? She hadn't been mentally prepared for this.

Trunks watched as the person beside Bulma whispered something to her. Bulma looked over, her face full of shock. Realizing what had been said, he walked over and spoke.

"Are you my mother from the past?"

Trunks was still a bit confused—how did this group even get here?

"I never imagined my son would be so handsome! You truly are my son!"

Bulma's train of thought remained as clear as ever, her focus entirely elsewhere.