The Power of Shenron

Son Goku immediately threw himself into the fray alongside Vegeta and Trunks, sweeping through the food like a whirlwind.

After Dende, Gohan, and Krillin exchanged greetings, Mr. Popo brought out the original mold for Shenron.

A miniature Shenron, shrunk hundreds of times over, lay coiled within a glass case. Its once-vivid body had turned into a stone carving, stripped of its former majesty and spirit.

Mr. Popo placed the Shenron Case before Dende and said in a muffled voice:

"This is the mold the former Kami used to create Shenron. Now, you only need to channel your power into the case to reactivate him."

Dende walked up to the case, his youthful, emerald face etched with seriousness. He placed both hands over the glass and began to pour his energy inside.

Streams of green light, imbued with the power of the dragon clan, slowly seeped into the stone carving.

In an instant, a golden glow washed over the surface of the dragon, and a flash of red light flickered in its eyes as the power of creation began to stir!

After a burst of intense light, the dragon inside the case had regained its original green hue, baring its claws and teeth with its old-time ferocity, as if the sound of a dragon's roar were echoing in everyone's ears.

Seven golden beams erupted from the dragon's body, streaking across the sky with long, trailing tails as they flew toward the Dragon Balls scattered across the world.

The Dragon Balls, one by one, regained their luster and power.

"Great! Now all we have to do is collect the seven Dragon Balls to summon Shenron and revive Uncle Piccolo."

Gohan waved his arms in excitement.

He then volunteered to find Bulma, grabbed the Dragon Radar, and shot into the sky, transforming into a streak of golden light to gather the balls.

Wang Shen nodded, watching the scene with a sense of gratification.

A world without Dragon Balls to grant wishes wouldn't be Dragon Ball at all!

At this thought, Wang Shen turned his head toward Lazuli, who stood there with a calm, indifferent expression, and smiled slightly.

Lazuli turned to meet Wang Shen's gaze and returned the smile, though a flicker of speculation arose in her heart.

Wang Shen said he had a surprise for me earlier—could it be related to the Dragon Balls?

They say the Dragon Balls can grant any wish; does that mean I could wish for lots and lots of money?

The corners of Lazuli's mouth curled upward involuntarily.

Seeing this, Wang Shen was slightly taken aback; even he hadn't expected Lazuli to suddenly start giggling to herself.

Still, it was quite cute.

Ten minutes later, Gohan returned in triumph.

"I'm back!"

Being in Super Saiyan Full Power, his speed was indeed remarkable.

Gohan placed the collected Dragon Balls on the open plaza.

The crystal-clear spheres were a deep orange-red, containing blood-red stars inside.

Clink, clatter!

The seven golden Dragon Balls rolled together, emitting a crisp, melodic sound as they collided.

The existence of the Dragon Balls is truly a magnificent creation. Even without the ability to summon Shenron for wishes, they would still be unparalleled works of art!

Wang Shen sighed inwardly.

Lazuli also stared transfixed at the golden Dragon Balls, her eyes sparkling.

At this moment, Son Goku had finished his meal and walked over, rubbing his stomach with a look of satisfaction.

Beside him was Vegeta, also sporting a head of golden hair.

The presence of the four "blondes" was exceptionally eye-catching in the crowd, their golden radiance even outshining Tien Shinhan and Krillin.

Looking at the long-lost Dragon Balls, Son Goku couldn't help but praise:

"As expected of Gohan, you collected them so quickly."

"Now, let's get started."

Gohan nodded heavily, the familiar green figure seemingly appearing before his eyes.

Son Goku chuckled, stepped in front of the Dragon Balls, spread his arms, and shouted loudly:

"Come forth, Shenron, and grant my wish!"

Following Son Goku's call, the seven Dragon Balls began to flicker with increasing speed and intensity.

Soon, thick dark clouds drifted in from the horizon, instantly shrouding the entire sky and plunging the surroundings into a terrifying darkness.

BOOM!

Thunder roared in the darkness, weaving and cracking through the storm clouds; the deafening rumble of the thunder was ear-splitting.

"ROAR!"

A resounding dragon's cry shook the heavens and the earth.

A massive surge of golden light erupted from the seven Dragon Balls, winding its way up into the sky to merge with the lightning above.

The golden light transformed into a long, green divine dragon, its body hundreds of meters long hovering in the sky, exerting a powerful sense of oppression.

Shenron's body coiled high in the sky, his massive eyes flashing with a piercing red glow.

"Human, state your wishes. I can grant you any two wishes!"

Son Goku was surprised.

"Huh! Isn't it supposed to only grant one wish?"

Dende proudly held up two fingers.

"After my modifications, the number of wishes has become two."

"Wow, that's truly great."

Son Goku looked up at the colossal Shenron in the sky, about to speak.

"Goku, let me make the wishes."

Wang Shen stepped out from the crowd and interjected.

He was worried that Son Goku's brain wouldn't turn fast enough to maximize the potential of the wishes.

Son Goku was stunned for a moment, but he nodded and stepped aside.

The others had no objections; this plan had been proposed by Wang Shen in the first place.

Wang Shen looked at the majestic and terrifying Shenron circling the sky, and a thought suddenly popped into his mind.

Does he have a health bar?

If he unleashed an energy blast, would the dragon die?

Shenron inexplicably felt a chill from Wang Shen's gaze, breaking into a cold sweat.

"What is your wish? Please state it quickly."

Shenron urged him cautiously.

He wanted to leave as soon as possible; he felt that the way this man looked at him was very similar to how King Piccolo had looked at him back in the day.

Wang Shen withdrew his scrutinizing gaze and smiled.

"My first wish is that everyone who died because of Cell can be brought back to life."

"Easily done!"

A booming voice rang out, and Shenron's eyes flashed with red light.

Wang Shen's eyes flickered; he didn't sense any power or changes, but he chose to trust Shenron.

Piccolo's energy had indeed reappeared.

Although Piccolo had been resurrected once before, that had been done using the Namekian Shenron; it seemed the two dragons did not conflict with each other.

"How do you manage this? The cycle of life and death doesn't seem to be under the jurisdiction of the Namekians."

"Is this your second wish?"

"No, I'm just asking out of curiosity."

"No comment!"

Hearing this, Wang Shen narrowed his eyes, revealing a dangerous signal.

Shenron felt a sudden chill run through his entire body; his massive frame could no longer provide him with any sense of security, and he hurriedly added:

"My abilities all rely on Lord Zalama. As for the rest, I cannot say."

Wang Shen's breath hitched, thinking to himself that it was as he expected.

It was just as well that Shenron didn't say anything; he didn't want to get involved with that level of power just yet.

As a mere Super Saiyan, he couldn't withstand a single breath from those big shots.

Wang Shen glanced at Lazuli and the others, then continued:

"My second wish is to remove the bombs from inside Android 16, Android 17, and Android 18."

As soon as he finished speaking, the three of them looked at Wang Shen in surprise as he gazed up at the sky, then lowered their heads in silence, smiles appearing on their faces.

Lazuli's pretty face flushed a deep red, and she couldn't hide the smile on her lips as she recalled what he had once said to her.

So, he had already...

Shenron's eyes flashed with red light.

Three beams of white light suddenly swirled around Lazuli and the others, and the next second, all three felt a weight lift from their bodies.

"Human, your wishes have been granted. Farewell."

With that, Shenron's coiled body transformed back into the seven Dragon Balls, which spun in the sky for a few moments before streaking off like meteors toward every corner of the world.

Wang Shen did not choose to intercept the Dragon Balls, letting them scatter and enter their one-year cooldown period.

With the Dragon Radar, it would only take him a few minutes to collect them again when he needed them, given his speed.

Son Goku put his hands on his hips and laughed heartily.

"So you had it planned all along, Wang Shen. Now, many innocent people can come back to life."

Dende had also been pondering Wang Shen's question, racking his brain.

"Mr. Wang Shen, who is the Dragon God Zalama? Could he be the ancestor of the Namekians?"

Faced with this question, Wang Shen remained cryptic, simply shaking his head to indicate that he didn't know either.

He had only asked on a whim just now.

Wang Shen continued walking toward Lazuli...