Training Trunks

Earth, in a desert, was littered with the corpses of various aliens.

To keep the humans from discovering them and prevent an outbreak of disease, Piccolo killed them and disposed of the bodies.

After the battle, everyone looked at Trunks.

Hearing what Vegeta had said, Trunks was even more confused. He had no idea what had happened to make his father in this timeline know he existed. Could it be that he had already been born in this timeline?

"Trunks, what are you standing there for? Tell us why you came here..." Piccolo urged.

"Do you work for Capsule Corp? Your clothes have our company logo on them, and that strange machine of yours has the logo too. Do we have a handsome young man like you working for us? How come I don't know about you..." Bulma asked curiously.

Bulma's compliment made Trunks blush.

He took out a Capsule and tossed it to the ground. It popped open into a small refrigerator stocked with all kinds of cold drinks.

"Help yourselves. I'll explain everything," Trunks said.

Vegeta had considered whether he should reveal that he knew Trunks existed.

But Trunks really had been in danger during the battle just now. If Vegeta hadn't warned him, his future son would have been killed. After all, things were different now! Besides, Beerus was still asleep, and Whis wasn't wandering around the universe. Since Trunks's arrival hadn't been discovered at this point in the original story,

it probably wouldn't be discovered now, either. And with Mr. Popo around, he would likely take appropriate precautions!

Trunks explained everything to everyone... (I'll skip the details here; everyone knows what happened.)

Hearing that Goku would die of a heart disease, Gohan immediately grew worried.

"Dad, I'll go find the Dragon Balls right now and wish for you to be healthy!" Gohan said.

"Gohan, that won't work. The Dragon Balls just brought Tien Shinhan and the others back to life, so we can't use them yet. We don't have enough time," Goku said nonchalantly.

"What a shame. I won't be able to take part in the battles ahead. Those powerful Androids sound so exciting!" Goku said.

Trunks was surprised by the fighting spirit in his eyes. Was this the Goku his mother had told him about? A man who lived for battle, not even afraid of death! He quickly explained, "Uncle Goku, don't worry. I have some special medicine made in the future that can cure your illness. That's why I came here this time!"

Then Trunks tossed it to Gohan and told him to have Goku take it when the symptoms appeared. After all, history had changed, and he didn't know whether Goku would still get the heart disease. If he didn't, that would be great. If he did, they would have the medicine ready!

After Trunks finished, everyone was filled with worry, especially Goku.

"I can't believe the Red Ribbon Army has risen again!"

"It's all right. Didn't Trunks say that we're much stronger than they were in his timeline? If the Androids that show up here are as strong as the ones in his timeline, you should be able to defeat them all. Vegeta's still here, after all," Piccolo calmly analyzed.

"That's right. Your history has already diverged greatly from what I know, so I can't be sure what will happen next," Trunks said.

"And you—how can you transform into a Super Saiyan? Who are you?" Piccolo asked.

"Yeah, Vegeta said that when Planet Vegeta was destroyed, only a handful of Saiyans survived. So who are you?" Goku asked curiously.

During their conversation, Trunks hadn't said that he was Vegeta and Bulma's son. If he had already been born, it would be fine to tell them. But if he hadn't, he was afraid it might affect his parents and prevent him from being born.

"Well... I... I can't..." Trunks stammered.

"All right, he's my son with Bulma," Vegeta said bluntly from the side.

"What?!" Bulma exclaimed in shock.

"I'm a little surprised, but seeing how handsome you are, I'm relieved, sweetheart. If you'd gotten your father's hairstyle, you'd have been ugly as sin! Looks like my genes are pretty strong, too. Come here and let your mother hug you!"

Bulma wrapped her arms around her future son. The tenderness brought a blush to Trunks's face and tears to his eyes. He hadn't expected his mother in this world to be so cheerful. Thinking of his mother in the future, he felt a pang of sadness. Years of fleeing and his father's death had aged her considerably! There wasn't a trace of a smile on her face!

"Why are you crying, sweetheart?" Bulma asked.

"It's nothing. I'm... I'm just happy!" Trunks said, wiping away his tears.

"You can call me Mom, too!" Bulma said.

"Mom, thank you!" Trunks said emotionally.

Looking at the young man in front of her and thinking about everything he'd just told them about the future, Bulma felt deeply sorry for Trunks.

"All right, that's everything. Let's go back! Trunks, come with me. We're going home. I have something to talk to you about!" Vegeta interrupted their discussion.

After saying goodbye to Trunks, Goku and the others rose into the air and flew away.

Trunks followed Bulma and Vegeta back to their estate on the outskirts of West City.

"Um... how did you know I existed, and about the future?" Trunks asked, extremely awkward.

Looking at his expressionless father, he really couldn't bring himself to call him that!

"What, you can't even bring yourself to call me Father?" Vegeta said coldly.

"Father... please help me go to the future and defeat the enemies!" Trunks asked respectfully.

His eyes shone with hope as he looked at Vegeta. My father in this world is so powerful. If he goes to the future, he'll definitely be able to defeat the Androids!

Vegeta's expression shifted from cold indifference to anger! He suddenly struck Trunks with a punch, sending him flying several meters. A trickle of blood ran from the corner of Trunks's mouth!

"Vegeta, what are you doing? Why did you hit my son?" Bulma cried.

She hurried over to help Trunks up.

Trunks stared at Vegeta in shock, unable to understand why he had hit him!

"You fool! You're a Saiyan, yet you're asking someone else to help you instead of working to get stronger yourself. You're a disgrace to the Saiyans! I can help you once. Do you think I can help you every time? What if a powerful enemy appears after the Androids are defeated? Will you come running back to me again? Can you guarantee that Bulma will be safe in the future? Can you guarantee you'll still be alive to come back and ask me? You're pathetic!" Vegeta said, furious that Trunks had failed to live up to his potential.

As Trunks listened to Vegeta, the shock in his eyes gradually gave way to determination.

"Father, I was wrong... I'm sorry... Please train me! I'll defeat the Androids myself. I'll protect Mom in the future!" Trunks said, bowing.

Vegeta looked at Trunks, who had finally come to his senses, and a trace of satisfaction appeared on his face.

"Come with me. I'll take you somewhere!"

Vegeta rose into the air and flew toward the Lookout.

"Mom, I'm going now. I'll come see you again after training!" Trunks said goodbye.

Then he followed Vegeta into the sky.

The Lookout.

"Mr. Vegeta, you're here! I already know what happened. You're going to the Hyperbolic Time Chamber, right? Let Mr. Popo take you there!"

"Mm..." Vegeta replied coldly.

His proud nature made it impossible for him to say thank you.

"If you ever miss Namek, just come find me!" Vegeta said to Dende, stopping in his tracks.

"Thank you, Mr. Vegeta! I will," Dende replied gratefully.

Then Vegeta and Trunks followed Mr. Popo toward the Hyperbolic Time Chamber.

"Trunks, wait over there for me," Vegeta told him.

"Mr. Popo, does your counterpart exist in that timeline?" Vegeta asked, puzzled.

"Probably. I'm not sure, since I've never been there or looked into it. There are too many parallel worlds. In fact, because of you, several more have appeared!" Mr. Popo replied.

Then he tapped Vegeta between the eyebrows, sealing a faint glimmer of light there.

"I know you want to go to that timeline. If you do, you'll surely find the Mr. Popo from that world. The Lookout won't have been destroyed; it may just have been hidden away! Once you find my counterpart there, he'll understand everything when he sees you," Mr. Popo said.

"All right. I'm definitely going. I'll set that world right and make sure things aren't so terrible there!" Vegeta said.

Then he called Trunks over and entered the Hyperbolic Time Chamber.

As soon as Trunks stepped inside, he was stunned by the sight: an endless expanse of white.

When he walked out of the rest area, the scorching heat and thin air made him feel oppressed, and sweat poured down his body!

"What a strange place... It's so uncomfortable!" Trunks muttered.

"You've never been here in your world?" Vegeta asked, puzzled. After all, he knew Mr. Popo wouldn't have been killed by those so-called Androids.

"No, Father. Mom told me about it, but the Lookout in my world disappeared after Uncle Piccolo was killed in battle. The Androids must have destroyed it! I was only a newborn then, so I don't remember. Mom and my teacher, Gohan, told me about it," Trunks said.

Vegeta thought, Looks like Mr. Popo hid the Lookout. Maybe the Mr. Popo in that world looked down on me, Goku, and the others over there, so he didn't step in.

"All right. From now on, I'm going to put you through brutal training!" Vegeta said.

"Understood, Father!" Trunks said excitedly.

In his world, his father had died when he was little! Being able to train under his father in person now made him incredibly happy!

"Your base power level is what matters most. Look at you—you can only reach a few hundred million after transforming. I'm only going to train your base power for now. Once you can raise it to ten million, I'll teach you the other Super Saiyan forms. Then, when you return to the future, everything will be taken care of. You'll definitely be able to defeat the Androids!" Vegeta explained.

Then he launched into battle, putting Trunks through brutal training...