Sun Wukong Will Not Back Down, Undercurrents Surge

North Kai, Yamcha, Tien Shinhan, Chiaotzu, and even Bubbles and Gregory all believed that if Goku went to Planet Namek, he would surely meet his end.

They hoped Goku would understand their good intentions, yet they knew his temperament all too well.

With only three days left until they reached Planet Namek, backing out now was simply not something Son Goku would ever do.

"Although I know my strength is nowhere near Vegeta's, I am still going to Planet Namek this time." Son Goku's reply was exactly as they had expected.

Helpless and knowing that dissuasion was useless, they let the matter drop.

However, Piccolo felt a glimmer of respect for Son Goku at that moment.

For the longest time, there had been deep-seated enmity between him and Son Goku.

Over the past year, due to the Saiyan invasion of Earth, even though they hadn't met or spoken, Piccolo had indirectly come to acknowledge Son Goku because of the changes in Son Gohan.

Naturally, Son Goku acknowledged Piccolo in return.

In short, once there is a common enemy, former foes slowly become friends by standing on the same side.

Son Goku, you haven't let me look down on you, nor have you disappointed me! Good, don't you dare be intimidated! No matter how strong that Vegeta is, remember, you have defeated him before!! In my eyes, if someone like Vegeta can become a Super Saiyan, you certainly can too! Piccolo's words resonated, almost as if he and Son Goku were of one mind.

Because of this, North Kai, Yamcha, Tien Shinhan, and Chiaotzu had their views on Piccolo drastically altered.

It was hard to believe that the former King Piccolo could turn into someone like this.

Of course, such a change was for the best; they had fought side-by-side before, so they had long since accepted him.

"Heh! Thanks for the encouragement, Piccolo. Even though I know for a fact that I'm no match for Vegeta, I'm still going! As a martial artist, as a warrior, my heart tells me I cannot retreat! Besides, like you said, maybe I can become a Super Saiyan too." Son Goku looked calm and composed, even remarkably optimistic.

It had to be said that Son Goku was truly mature at this stage, unlike in the future where he could be brainless and reckless for the sake of a fight.

Now, even if he did selfish things to fight and grow stronger, he would never implicate others, nor would he use anything else as a gamble.

With a clear goal, he would never back down!

Son Goku knew that if he ran away out of fear now, he would have no future.

You really are something, Goku. I believe you can do it! Surpass that guy Vegeta once again! We won't slack off on King Kai's planet either. I'm going to train with all my might, and once we're resurrected, I'll challenge you again. Encouraged by Son Goku's courage, Yamcha said with excitement.

Tien Shinhan, standing nearby, felt the same: Always one step ahead of me, but this time I won't be left behind! When we meet again, I'll be sure to give you a big surprise.

"Me too," Chiaotzu nodded, saying earnestly.

With everyone's spirits high, North Kai was also moved, feeling that he should properly instruct them in their training.

In that case, hold onto this resolve and keep moving forward. The worst that can happen is dying again, and even if you die, you can come straight to me. North Kai made a small joke to ensure the psychological burden on everyone wasn't too heavy.

After cutting the connection, Son Goku took a deep breath in the spaceship, calmed his emotions, and resolutely walked toward the Gravity Machine.

"I've gotten used to 65 times gravity, so let's jump straight to 100 times!" Having made up his mind, Son Goku adjusted the settings on the device.

Going from 65 to 100 was no small leap.

If he hadn't improved his strength significantly over the past three days and hadn't been training under gravity consistently, he feared he would have been pinned to the floor, unable to move.

"As expected of... 100 times Earth's gravity... this is truly... exhausting..." In the dark red gravity field, Son Goku gritted his teeth and began to throw punches and kicks.

Every movement was severely restricted; it felt as if a massive mountain were pressing down on him, slowing his actions as if his entire body might collapse if he pushed any harder.

He was exhausted!

But Son Goku persisted. He had to become stronger. Before arriving at Planet Namek, he not only had to fully adapt to 100 times gravity but also achieve a major breakthrough.

Otherwise, how could he face Vegeta?

On the other side of the universe.

A spaceship similar to Frieza's was sailing toward Planet Namek.

The owner of this ship was none other than King Cold.

He, too, had received news about the Dragon Ball, and although he wasn't as fast as his son Frieza, he wanted a piece of the action for something that could grant wishes.

For years, because of a single word from the God of Destruction Beerus, he, the former Universe Emperor, had been forced into the background, living a dull and tedious life.

Now that he finally had something as miraculous as the Dragon Ball, he was unwilling to miss out.

"How much longer until we reach Planet Namek?" King Cold sat on his massive throne and spoke to his confidant nearby.

This confidant possessed a very high combat power—a full 300,000.

It was clear that although King Cold had retreated to the shadows, the foundation of the army he controlled remained.

Having been the Universe Emperor for so many years, his power was not something Frieza could match with only twenty or thirty years of development since taking over.

Even Cooler's armored squadron fell short.

"Reporting to Your Majesty, based on the latest calculations, at our current speed, it will take approximately five more days," Mozart replied.

"Five more days? In those five days, that child Frieza will likely have collected all the Dragon Ball and finished his wish... Wait, I recall the report from two days ago stating that because all the Scouter units were destroyed, Frieza urgently summoned the Ginyu Force. How much longer until they arrive?" King Cold asked again.

"About three days," Mozart answered without hesitation.

"Three days, you say? That means even if we go as fast as possible, we won't arrive until two days after the Ginyu Force..." King Cold sighed, his expression growing increasingly grave.

The speed was clearly too slow, yet he was helpless to change it.

His subordinates would not lie to him, so even if he flew into a rage, it was of no use.

"Actually, Lord Frieza may not be able to find the remaining Dragon Ball so quickly. According to the intelligence gathered previously, the Namekians should deliberately hide once they learn the function of the Scouter. Furthermore, Earthlings have also arrived on Planet Namek. The intelligence indicates that the Earthlings possess a method to control their power, thereby avoiding detection by the Scouter..."

"I hope so. I certainly do not wish for my son to complete the wish alone and then destroy the Dragon Ball. After all, given his temperament, he is capable of such a thing."