Saiyan Game

"Be sure to take care on your way, Trunks, and give my regards to the Bulma of that world."

Bulma held Trunks's hand, speaking with earnest concern.

"I will, Mom."

Trunks nodded.

Afterward, Trunks walked up to Wang Shen and bowed deeply.

"Thank you for your help, Uncle Wang Shen. Please accept my gratitude on behalf of everyone in my world!"

"Don't mention it, Trunks."

Wang Shen lifted Trunks up with one hand, taking the opportunity to pat his shoulder in encouragement.

"After you return, do not slack off on your training; you must strive to reach even greater heights."

"I can tell you in confidence that Super Saiyan 2 is far from the limit of a Saiyan."

Although he said it "in confidence," Wang Shen didn't lower his voice in the slightest.

Son Goku and Vegeta both wore expressions of deep agreement.

Even though they had yet to break through to Super Saiyan 2, they firmly believed that there were no limits for Saiyans.

Recalling the shock of witnessing Super Saiyan 2 for the first time on the sea, Trunks said with unwavering resolve:

"I will definitely continue my training and strive to catch up to your footsteps."

Trunks then looked at Vegeta, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

He truly both respected and feared this father of his.

Facing Trunks, who was about to depart, Vegeta said nothing.

However, his cold, stern face finally softened slightly, and he raised two fingers as a farewell.

This was a silent goodbye from a father.

Trunks raised two fingers in response.

Off to the side, Bulma watched this scene with a smile.

Lazuli suddenly spoke up:

"Hey, Trunks, you must destroy the evil versions of us!"

Trunks nodded, then boarded the time machine and ascended into the sky.

"Goodbye, Trunks!"

Son Goku waved farewell.

Everyone watched as the time machine vanished, and Trunks embarked on his journey home for good.

In an era where Son Goku, Vegeta, and the other Z Fighters had all been resurrected, it was uncertain whether the plot of Trunks returning to seek help would ever happen again.

Wang Shen shook his head; it was highly unlikely.

One year later.

East Sea Deserted Island.

Under the care of Android 16, the once-overgrown, barren little island had been transformed into a vibrant, leisurely tourist destination.

Whenever he stepped out to experience nature and breathe the fresh air, seeing the beautiful scenery before him, Wang Shen would marvel at the brilliant decision he had made to invite Android 16 here.

This island was large.

It was much larger than Master Roshi's island.

There was no shortage of space for Android 16 to live.

"Android 16, since you love nature so much, how about I find you a job where you can be accompanied by plants and animals?"

"You have to understand, if you want to live in human society, you need a job."

Inside the living room.

Wang Shen sat cross-legged on the sofa, gripping a game controller, his eyes wide and fixed intently on the screen.

On it was the latest hit game, developed casually by Bulma at Wang Shen's suggestion.

Saiyan: Little Goku

The game's plot was as follows:

The evil emperor Frieza occupied the Saiyans' home planet and exiled the genius Saiyan: Little Goku to a remote planet.

Then, relying on his own talent and hard work, Little Goku fought his way through one planet after another, eventually returning to the Saiyans' home planet.

It was a story about transforming into a Super Saiyan and defeating the evil emperor Frieza.

Among it all, there was even a hidden level.

Saiyan Royal Palace.

Saiyan Prince Vegeta resided within, waiting for the strongest among the Saiyans to challenge him!

However, it was said that no one on Earth had been able to clear this stage yet.

(Vegeta is ecstatic!)

Wang Shen was currently challenging this very stage, and he was already on the verge of clearing it.

Final Flash!

Kamehameha!

With Wang Shen's lightning-fast reflexes and precise calculations, he finally utilized his last bit of mana to unleash his ultimate move, defeating Prince Vegeta with a sliver of health remaining!

"Yeah!"

Wang Shen was incredibly excited; he had defeated Vegeta!

Biu!

A crisp notification sound rang out.

"Congratulations on clearing the hidden level of this game!"

"Friendly reminder: You are the first player to clear this game! In the coming days, our staff will visit your home to deliver your completion reward!"

"Next, please enter your home address in the input box below."

Seeing this, Wang Shen's expression turned strange, his gaze growing deep.

It wouldn't be Vegeta coming in person to deliver the "benefit," would it?

If that were the case, he would rather go without the reward.

He had no desire to get entangled with Vegeta.

Wang Shen casually closed the interface, just as he was about to look for another game to play.

It happened that Lazuli walked down from upstairs.

"The weather is lovely today; why don't we go out?"

Her lazy, melodious voice rang out, her tone carrying a hint of anticipation.

At this moment, Lazuli was wearing casual loungewear, her delicate collarbones exposed. From time to time, a flash of snow-white skin peeked through the loose neckline as she walked over with her long, slender legs.

With a cold, stunningly beautiful face, azure eyes, and slightly parted red lips, she was the epitome of a mature woman.

Lazuli turned and sat astride Wang Shen's lap with natural ease, cupping his face in her hands and looking down into his eyes.

Wang Shen could clearly see the love and happiness in Lazuli's eyes.

It is worth mentioning that they had married six months after the Cell incident.

There was no grand fanfare; they had simply invited the Dragon Ball main cast, including Son Goku, Vegeta, Master Roshi, and Krillin, to attend the wedding.

Wang Shen smiled slightly, feeling incredibly happy himself.

He wrapped his arms around Lazuli's slender waist, feeling how soft and delicate she was, and asked:

"Alright, where do you want to go?"

Lazuli beamed, answering without hesitation:

"I heard from Bulma that the so-called world champion, Satan, is holding a martial arts tournament. The winner can choose to become his disciple or receive a prize of 100 million!

Wang Shen laughed speechlessly.

"We aren't exactly short on money, Lazuli."

"I know, but I just love the feeling of earning money. Get up quickly; once I win the prize, I'll treat you to a big meal."

"Are you sure you can afford it?"

"Of course, it's just a meal; I can certainly afford that..."

Satan City.

Located in the eastern part of Earth.

Although it was once remote and difficult to access, as the status of Satan as world champion gradually spread until he became world-famous, the city had gradually prospered, attracting countless people with a heart for martial arts.

The city was subsequently named after Satan.

"Satan! Satan! Satan!"

A group of fanatical followers of Satan gathered beneath the ring, holding up his name and portrait while chanting his name in unison.

Sitting high above the ring, Satan was overjoyed, already beginning to fantasize about the scene of him taking on countless disciples and being admired by the world.

At this moment, a camera panned over, capturing Satan's lecherous expression perfectly.

"Ahem!"

Satan snapped back to reality instantly, stood up, waved his arms, and declared:

"Welcome, everyone. I hereby announce that the Satan Challenge Cup has officially begun!"

"The winner will receive a prize of 100 million zeni."

At this point, Satan paused deliberately before adding:

"Or, you may choose to become a personal disciple of me, the world champion, Satan!"

Wow! Ah!

The crowd below erupted in cheers, their enthusiasm soaring like a raging fire.

Satan smiled smugly and teased:

"Though, I imagine no one would choose the first reward, hahahaha."

"Satan! Satan!"

"Alright, let us invite the contestants to the stage!"

In an inconspicuous corner.

A group of handsome men and beautiful women watched the scene with calm expressions.

"Wang Shen, this guy seems so ridiculous and foolish. Is he really the world champion?"

"Hahaha, among humans, he is quite capable. Besides, that 100 million zeni prize is the real deal."

Satan, who could survive a kick from Cell and dodge multiple attacks from Majin Buu, was no ordinary person.

After all, every enemy who had ever attacked him was now dead.

Hearing about the 100 million zeni, the skepticism in Lazuli's eyes vanished, and she nodded in agreement.

"That's true."

"So, when do you plan on going up?"

Wang Shen asked, wrapping his arm around Lazuli's shoulder.

"I swapped myself for a later number just now. I don't want to waste time. If I could just face that Satan directly and have him hand over the money, that would be perfect."

With Lazuli's speed, she could naturally get whatever number she wanted.

Wang Shen couldn't help but chuckle. In the original story, Lazuli really did just threaten Satan for the money.