The Gathering and Scattering Have Their Time

"Can you extinguish the flames on Mount Fry-Pan for me?" It was Ox-King who spoke.

Wuchen had no objections to this. Bulma and Yamcha felt the same. Puar naturally followed Yamcha's lead, while Oolong silently swallowed the words he was about to say.

"Shenron, please extinguish..." Ox-King immediately began to make his wish, but was interrupted, and by Shenron no less.

The flames on Mount Fry-Pan instantly vanished, and Shenron transformed back into seven balls, scattering in all directions, leaving only an echo in the sky: "Your wish has been granted. Farewell."

"..." Whether it was an illusion or not, everyone felt that the scattered Dragon Balls seemed to be fleeing, in a great hurry. Moreover, the Dragon Balls flew very far, as if they never wanted to be found by anyone again, each one of them.

"Great, the fire's out! I can finally go home." If anyone was satisfied with Shenron's service, it was only Ox-King. His burly physique leaped about like a child's, which was truly astonishing.

"Right, right, don't leave, I have gifts for you all." In his joy, Ox-King did not forget to express his gratitude. He rushed up Mount Fry-Pan and soon brought down a pile of treasures, as the morning sun began to rise.

However, the so-called treasures were mostly ruined or melted, with only a few items having withstood the test of the fierce fire. Among them were gold coins that were about to solidify but hadn't, the "coins" here referring to flatbreads.

For various reasons, everyone waved their hands in refusal, but they couldn't resist Ox-King's enthusiasm.

Thus, after the treasures had cooled and solidified, Bulma symbolically picked a bead that had endured years of fire. Yamcha carefully selected a similarly special chain to give to Bulma, to string the beads.

Puar and Oolong each picked a gold coin, both with a mixture of longing and caution.

As for Wuchen, after his refusals were unsuccessful, he picked out one item each for himself and Goku. Unknown, irregularly shaped metal blocks, one black and one blue.

Then it was time to part ways. Taking the sleeping Goku onto the Flying Nimbus, Wuchen got Bulma's address and was the first to bid farewell, setting off for Mount Paozu.

The remaining four were all heading to West City. Bulma was going home, and Yamcha... well... meeting the parents, presumably.

Puar was a typical follower; wherever Yamcha went, he went.

As for Oolong, he no longer dared to misbehave and just wanted to tag along with Bulma, freeloading and occasionally getting some benefits.

Letting the Flying Nimbus fly slowly, Wuchen, like Goku, began to catch up on sleep on the cloud.

When he woke up, it was already evening, and they had arrived at Mount Paozu. The injuries on his body had almost completely healed.

"Big Brother, why are we back? Where's Grandpa? Has Grandpa been revived?" Goku had also woken up at some point. Seeing Wuchen open his eyes, he immediately asked.

Seeing the hint of despair in Goku's expectant eyes, Wuchen opened his mouth several times, wanting to tell a white lie, but he couldn't bring himself to do it.

In the end, he could only tell the truth: "Goku, you must have guessed that we transform into merciless monsters on the full moon. And Grandpa, I'm afraid... died by our hands." As he spoke, the two of them unknowingly arrived at Sun Wufan's grave.

"Grandpa was not revived either. Although we finally gathered all seven Dragon Balls and summoned Shenron. However, Shenron can only revive those who died within the past year."

Regret and guilt left the two brothers in silence for a long time. It wasn't until the sky grew dark that they prepared food and 'dined' with Sun Wufan.

Wuchen had not only long suspected the cause of Grandpa Sun Wufan's death but had also long noticed Grandpa's unusual nature. Although he wasn't like a cultivator, he possessed considerable strength.

Even if both he and his brother transformed into Great Apes simultaneously, Grandpa, if he couldn't defeat them, could at least escape. Grandpa's death must have been to awaken him and Goku, or perhaps to stop his brothers from fighting...

They only returned to their room to rest late at night. The next morning, they got up early, had a couple of spirit fruits, and had been busy ever since.

They collected many spirit fruits and plants, packed them into several portions, placed them in the control room of the mecha they had taken from Pilaf and his group, and then transformed the mecha back into a capsule.

Afterward, Wuchen, carrying the capsule and a dispirited Goku, left on the Flying Nimbus.

Soon, the two arrived at their first stop, Turtle Hermit Island.

"Flying Nimbus? Are those two strange kids with tails?" Master Roshi, who was hanging laundry, adjusted his sunglasses and looked at the sky.

"Greetings, Master's Master." Pulling Goku along, they bowed. Their address to Master Roshi made him somewhat bewildered.

"Allow me to inform Master's Master that when Goku and I were infants, we were taken in by your disciple, Grandpa Sun Wufan. Grandpa Sun Wufan treated us like his own grandchildren. You are Grandpa's master, so naturally, you are our Master's Master."

Yes, one of Wuchen's purposes for this trip was to visit his grandfather's master, his and Goku's Master's Master—Master Mutaito.

"It was a transgression not to recognize Master's Master last time we met, and to rashly accept such a generous gift, I am even more fearful."

"I have come to beg for forgiveness this time. Please punish me, Master's Master."

"Wufan's grandsons?" Master Roshi was stunned, then seemed to recall something: "Wufan did write to me, saying he found two children in a strange round machine, with tails..."

"So you are those two children. How is your grandfather, Sun Wufan?" Master Roshi said with some emotion and reminiscence. Thinking back, Wufan hadn't written to him in a long time.

"Grandpa passed away four years ago, because of me and Goku... Although we have solved the problem of transformation, Grandpa can never come back." Wuchen did not hide anything about the cause of Sun Wufan's death or the matter of their full moon transformation.

"So that's how it is. The world has lost another good man."

Master Roshi sighed subconsciously, then quickly added: "But it has also gained two good men. Wufan taught two good children. He would be very pleased if he knew you solved the problem of transforming into monsters on the full moon by your own efforts."

"A good person like Wufan will surely go to heaven after death. You don't need to blame yourselves too much." Indeed, Master Roshi showed great trust and care towards Wuchen and Goku. He trusted those who could ride the Flying Nimbus, let alone the children personally taught by Sun Wufan.

And his words were very effective; Goku's spirits improved considerably. He even started asking Master Roshi about heaven, and Master Roshi patiently comforted him.

As for Wuchen, he also received some comfort.

"Thank you for your guidance, Master's Master. This is a token of respect from Goku and me. My brother and I have nothing else, so we've gathered some wild fruits and vegetables. Please accept them, Master's Master." Wuchen respectfully offered a sack held in both hands to Master Roshi.

"Good children." Master Roshi accepted the sack with a smile, very pleased. Wufan had truly raised two simple and filial children.

After carefully observing the two brothers, Master Roshi, recalling their last meeting, spoke again: "It seems Wufan also guided your training and made you quite capable. How about it, are you interested in training with me?"