Training Ends, Preparing to Go to the Future

The Future World

Thick smoke rose from beneath the earth. A crack appeared along the horizon where the sea met the sky, and rivers of lava poured out, covering the land and the oceans.

Not a bird flew over a thousand mountains; not a soul walked a thousand paths!

The once-prosperous West City was also left in ruins, utterly devastated and in desperate need of rebuilding. The few humans left on Earth wailed in despair. Their eyes were lifeless, without a trace of vitality!

The evil Androids were still wreaking havoc elsewhere, taking pleasure in attacking and treating killing like a competition! They were utterly wicked.

"Hahaha, Android 18, you were too slow! I killed fifteen, and you only got thirteen!" Android 17 cackled.

He casually tossed ki blasts from his hands at the city! The already-ruined metropolis was reduced to an even worse hellscape!

"Damn it, this is boring. I'm done competing. Where the hell did that Trunks run off to? I can never find him! These Earthlings are too weak!" Android 18 said, stopping her attacks.

The Lookout

Vegeta and Trunks fought in Super Saiyan 1 Grade 2. They had powerful physiques and bulging muscles. Trunks, in particular, was bursting with muscle. He was already taller than Vegeta, and if Vegeta hadn't wished to grow fifteen centimeters taller, then in his current form, he would have looked like a short little gnome.

Thud! Boom!

The sound of their fists colliding filled the entire space. The powerful shockwaves shattered the icicles that had formed during the night!

Even the freezing night couldn't dampen their enthusiasm for battle!

Vegeta landed a Great Bombardment Attack, knocking Trunks back into his normal form! He collapsed and couldn't get back up.

"Get a good day's rest, then get ready to head out! The time is almost up!" Vegeta said, glancing at the clock above the rest area.

"Yes, Father," Future Trunks replied respectfully.

Vegeta returned to his normal form, closed his eyes, and let his ki surge throughout his body.

"Yah!"

With a loud shout, ki that surpassed Grade 2 burst forth! Super Saiyan 1 Limit State!

His muscles didn't bulge; he looked just like he had in his initial form. But his ki had changed. Looking closely, it seemed as if lightning flickered within the aura surrounding his body!

He was on the verge of transforming into Super Saiyan 2. After six months of training, Vegeta had finally mastered this Limit State on the very last day. When he first transformed into it, his battle power had increased eightyfold. Now it had reached an astonishing ninetyfold!

His battle power had also risen to 14.4 billion!

All it would take was one powerful battle for him to break through to Super Saiyan 2!

He vaguely remembered that Super Saiyan 2 was twice as strong as Super Saiyan 1, or one hundred times his normal power! Super Saiyan 3 was four times stronger than Super Saiyan 2, or four hundred times his normal power! As for Super Saiyan 4, it wasn't part of the official canon, so he'd have to wait until he transformed to find out!

"Dad, is this the Super Saiyan 1 Limit State you told me about? It's incredible..." Future Trunks said in amazement.

After spending a year together, Future Trunks no longer felt so much awe toward Vegeta. A genuine father-son bond had begun to form between them!

"That's right. There isn't enough time, or you could have learned it too. This form controls the power that Grade 2 releases and draws it back into the body, suppressing the muscle growth while greatly increasing speed. It's the most suitable form of Super Saiyan 1—and the strongest. When you return to the future, you must never give up training!" Vegeta said sternly.

"Yes, Dad. I'll remember!" Future Trunks replied solemnly.

After resting for a day, the two of them walked out of the Hyperbolic Time Chamber.

Mr. Popo looked at how much stronger Vegeta had become and felt quite pleased. He really hadn't been wrong about him!

"Trunks, go back first. I'll join you in the future later," Vegeta said.

"Dad, you're coming too? Mom will be so happy to see you!" Future Trunks said excitedly.

Trunks excitedly flew down from the Lookout and headed toward West City.

"Mr. Popo, Trunks told me that in the future, you disappeared along with the Lookout," Vegeta said.

"I'm sure I was just in hiding. Remember the location, then use that strange teleportation ability of yours to sense carefully. You should be able to find me," Mr. Popo explained.

"If I bring someone from that timeline back here, will the Grand Priest find out?" Vegeta asked again.

That was right—Vegeta intended to bring Future Bulma back. If he could restore her to a fresh start, and she was living such a sad life, how could he leave her in the future to suffer?

"When you bring her back, come to me first. I'll erase her traces and create a suitable identity for her. The Grand Priest hasn't taken notice of Earth yet, but better safe than sorry," Mr. Popo said.

"Sorry for the trouble, Mr. Popo," Vegeta said gratefully.

"Go on..."

With that, he used Instant Transmission to return to the West City Estate!

At that moment, Bulma was cutting Future Trunks's hair! After a year, his hair had grown down to his shoulders, but it hadn't affected his handsomeness at all!

Seeing Vegeta's scruffy beard, Bulma gave him a look of disgust. "Go take a shower and shave!"

"Tch, now that you have a son, you don't need your husband anymore. I thought you'd shave me yourself!" Vegeta grumbled.

"You're a grown man, and you're jealous of your own son? Shameless. By the way, why hasn't your hair grown longer?" Bulma asked.

"Hmph. Once pure-blooded Saiyans reach adulthood, their hairstyles never change! I remember telling you that!" Vegeta snorted.

"Did you? I must've forgotten. I don't remember, but it doesn't matter. Go take a shower already! You stink," Bulma said, still looking disgusted.

Watching the two of them so close, Future Trunks was overjoyed. He was even more eager to return and see his mother!

Vegeta shot Bulma a fierce look, as if to say, "You'll get yours tonight..."

When he came out after showering, Future Trunks had already finished his haircut and was chatting with Bulma, telling her all the little details about what had happened in the future.

Bulma looked surprised one moment, heartbroken the next, and then worried. Her expression changed constantly!

"All right, Trunks. Get a good night's sleep. I'm going with you to the future tomorrow!" Vegeta said, cutting in.

"Vegeta, you're going too? Can I come along? I want to see what my future self is like!" Bulma asked.

"I have other business this time, so you can't come. Don't worry, you'll get a chance to see it!!..." Vegeta regretted saying it as soon as the words left his mouth. It seemed he'd let something slip!

"Oh, Vegeta, so you've been hiding things from me! Come here..." Bulma shouted.

Then Bulma grabbed Vegeta by the tail and dragged him back to the bedroom. Caught by surprise, Vegeta couldn't defend himself in time, and she hauled him inside!

Watching his parents play around, Trunks couldn't help smiling happily. He hadn't expected his father to be like this, so different from what his mother had told him! Aside from his characteristic pride and the arrogance of the Saiyan Prince, Vegeta also had a tender side!

In the bedroom, before Bulma could question Vegeta, he pounced on her. The two of them launched into another fierce battle.

They traded blows, evenly matched opponents who had finally met their match. The battle raged, leaving no quarter, and a trail of chaos in its wake. Bulma fought back with all her strength, but Vegeta still pinned her beneath him!

Afterward, Vegeta had lost billions of elite troops, while Bulma was drenched in sweat and completely spent!

Even with her enhanced Elven bloodline and stronger body, she still couldn't beat the abnormal Vegeta!

"I'm exhausted... I'm completely worn out. You're a total freak," Bulma said, weak and limp.

"That'll teach you to disrespect me in front of our son. So, are you convinced now? Heh heh!" Vegeta said with a wicked grin.

"Don't think I don't know what you're planning. You've got your eye on your future self again, don't you?" Bulma said.

"You figured it out again?" Vegeta asked curiously.

He'd only let a little slip just now, but Bulma had already guessed.

"Hmph. As if I don't know you. Go on, bring her back. She's had a hard enough life! Do you think I'd be jealous of myself? Besides, I need someone to help me beat you up. I can't take you on by myself, and Gulnara isn't around often," Bulma said with a playful shout.

Vegeta gazed at the considerate woman before him and liked her even more. He hugged her tightly, but by then Bulma had already fallen asleep from exhaustion...