Five Years of Waiting

With the elimination of that special member of the Green Cloth Tribe, the Mode Star People finally sounded the trumpet for their counterattack.

With the Butterfly Spirit Tribe and the Mode Star People joining forces, the Green Cloth Tribe was beaten back again and again, soon crumbling into disarray.

With the battle over, the title of warrior quickly spread across the globe. A newborn baby had actually killed one of the dreaded special Green Cloth Tribe members with ease. It was nothing short of a miracle.

That battle had cemented Gamos's status as a warrior once and for all. The young prodigies who had once doubted him now set aside their pride and declared that Gamos was their lifelong idol.

With the great battle won, Gamos finally began to enjoy a happy life.

If he hadn't known this was the Dragon Ball world, Gamos's life would have already been at its peak.

But this was the vast world of Dragon Ball, and this planet was just a backwater. Gamos still had to grow stronger. Otherwise, if Goku suddenly got into a fight with someone and a stray shockwave wiped out the planet, Gamos wouldn't even have anywhere to cry.

But Gamos was still less than a year old, so training could wait. For now, the most important thing was to make the most of being little and cuddle up to goddesses.

That was right. Gamos was now completely lost in a life of luxury, unable to pull himself away. The Butterfly Spirit Tribe was exactly like the elves in novels: the men were handsome, the women beautiful. It was practically Heaven.

Yasi held him tightly in her arms and tenderly fed him animal milk that her subordinates had gathered.

"Not enough. Go prepare some more."

Yasi ordered her subordinates to find more animal milk. Nearby sat three large, empty jars.

As a Saiyan, Gamos's appetite was undeniably terrifying. From the very first time he ate, his monstrous appetite had shocked everyone.

From that day on, Yasi established a dedicated Hundred-Person Kitchen Department to handle Gamos's meals.

"Ah, my little warrior, when will you grow up?"

Once he'd eaten his fill, Gamos found a comfortable position in Yasi's arms, wrapped his arms around her slender waist, and drifted off to sleep.

Five years passed in the blink of an eye. Gamos, who had once been swaddled in his blankets, was now a little boy who could run across the grasslands.

Gamos's black hair stood straight up, with only a few strands at the front curving slightly downward. He looked incredibly cool.

And with that face that suited anyone, he was ridiculously handsome.

"Not bad. Being reborn was worth it. I've got the looks and the strength."

Lying by a river, Gamos looked at his reflection in the water and was very pleased with himself.

"Five years already. I wonder how the Dragon Ball story is going."

Gamos plopped down on the ground, put his hands behind his head, and lay back comfortably on the grass. As he basked in the warmth of the sun, he couldn't help but drift off into thought, recalling the events of Dragon Ball.

All that was missing from this scene was a pair of sunglasses.

Gamos stared blankly at the sky. Once he'd finished recalling the plot, he began planning what to do next.

From the moment Gamos became conscious, Frieza's men had noticed him. Frieza then pulled him aside, and he'd nearly been killed.

If the golden light hadn't appeared in time and brought him to this planet, Gamos would have been done for right from the start.

Civilization here was so backward that its people couldn't even leave the planet. They had never encountered any aliens, and they didn't even know the planet's name.

In fact, the people here had no idea what a planet was, or that the land beneath their feet was actually round.

So Gamos had no idea when he'd been born or where he was now.

"I hope the story hasn't started yet! If I remember right, the biggest cheat in Dragon Ball is that conceptual item, the Senzu Bean."

Just thinking about Senzu Beans made Gamos itch with longing.

They were treasures that could completely heal injuries. In Dragon Ball, they'd once been common enough to come in handfuls, but then a certain fatso, Yajirobe, ate so many of them that they became scarce.

By the time Dragon Ball Super rolled around, they were so rare that people wanted to split a single Senzu Bean in half.

"No, I can't just sit around anymore. I have to find a way off this planet and get to Earth."

"But this place is in the middle of nowhere, and no spaceship would come here. Even the Legendary Super Saiyan couldn't wander the universe forever, or he'd starve to death."

"Frieza Force! Aren't you real estate moguls? When are you coming to invade this planet?"

In the past five years, Gamos hadn't trained at all. Even so, he could clearly feel the energy in his body continuing to rise, as if he were growing stronger on his own without having to train.

That was the Legendary Super Saiyan, also known as the Legendary Super Constitution: an endless power-up, ridiculously strong.

Anyone who had watched Dragon Ball knew that Broly, as the Legendary Super Saiyan, couldn't control his power. Whether in the old version or the new one, the power inside him took control and sent him into a rampage.

Once he went berserk, Broly's normally decent-sized body would immediately grow into that of a musclebound giant about three meters tall. His eyes would roll back, and he'd become a complete killing machine.

Gamos didn't like that form one bit. It was just too ugly.

He didn't need too many muscles. Super Saiyan 4 from GT was about right. Any more bulk would just look ugly.

Especially those eyes. How could a normal person's eyes roll back like that? It looked downright sick.

So, partly because of his tastes and partly because of all the trouble a rampage would cause, Gamos had been trying to find a way to control his power.

For the past five years, Gamos had meditated and cultivated, sensing every blade of grass and every tree around him. He had elevated his state of mind and kept working to control the ki within his body.

The Dragon Ball world only had Dragon Ball's concepts because that was what the author needed. But Gamos didn't have to limit himself to that!

As a transmigrator, how could he limit himself to Dragon Ball alone?

There were so many cultivation novels from his previous life. Although each had a different cultivation system, he could still borrow some of their principles.

So, while following the methods described in the story to control his ki, Gamos also drew on theories from China in his previous life and ideas from cultivation novels to try to control, compress, and refine his power.

After all, once the story entered Dragon Ball Super, power was no longer the only measure of strength.

The nature and level of power were also extremely important. For example, there was the destructive power of a God of Devastation, or the way an ordinary Saiyan could absorb divine power and become a Super Saiyan Blue.

So Gamos planned to find a way to raise his level of cultivation.

In the cultivation novels of his previous life, each breakthrough in realm brought a qualitative leap. For example, the transition from the Qi Refining stage to the Foundation Establishment stage involved transforming true qi into true essence.

Besides, as a transmigrator, Gamos knew the biggest cheat in this world: its energy wasn't conserved.

All someone had to do was eat and train, and they could blow up planets at will. Where did all that energy come from?

The only explanation was that energy wasn't conserved in this world. Energy could appear out of thin air. More precisely, people's bodies could produce energy from nothing.

Even cultivation systems in fantasy novels required people to absorb spiritual energy to evolve. But in this world, they didn't need to. All they had to do was eat well and train.

This was especially true for Gamos, with his Legendary Super Constitution. As soon as he encountered an opponent stronger than himself, the energy in his body would rise without end until he beat them into submission.

But where did all that energy come from? There was only one answer: it appeared out of thin air.

So Gamos, who had an inexhaustible supply of energy, began looking for ways to compress it and control it skillfully.

After five years of effort, Gamos had completely mastered his power, successfully compressing it and improving its quality.

Gamos had originally thought it would be difficult. After all, in fantasy novels, only a breakthrough to a major realm could bring about a qualitative change. How could he possibly succeed all at once?

But what no one expected was that the Legendary Super Constitution didn't just come with incredible fighting power. Its learning ability and comprehension were top-tier too.

So after just a few failed attempts, Gamos successfully developed the Enhanced Energy Blast. A Ki Blast made with the same amount of energy, the Enhanced Energy Blast was dozens of times more powerful than an ordinary one.

As he transformed the energy in his body into enhanced energy, it also washed over his body, increasing his physical strength.

Not only that, Gamos kept experimenting with ways to develop his mental power.

In every fantasy novel, cultivating mental power was extremely difficult. Aside from using rare treasures, there was nothing to do but improve it bit by bit.

The best way to improve it was through expenditure—in other words, using it more. After being tempered again and again through repeated expenditure and recovery, mental power would naturally grow stronger, little by little.

This was the Dragon Ball world, and Gamos had no rare treasures. He could only temper his mental power bit by bit.

So Gamos turned his attention to his body, which was practically an inexhaustible source of energy.

He used the energy in his body to compress his mental power, carefully and bit by bit, then pitted his mental power against it and gradually wore it down.

After repeated attempts and rounds of research, Heaven finally rewarded his efforts. Gamos successfully developed a method for improving mental power in the Dragon Ball world.

It could increase both the quantity and quality of his mental power. The only drawback was that it used up quite a bit of energy, but that was no problem at all for someone with the infinite energy of a Legendary Super Saiyan.

"Five years. I used energy as a battery to train my body and as oil to cultivate my mental power. At last, I've stopped my power from rising endlessly."

"Endless growth is a good thing, but if my body can't keep up, I'll explode and die. I don't want to die young."

"But even so, I still have no combat experience and have never systematically studied martial arts. I'm sure there's still plenty of room to improve."

"Ah! When will I be able to leave this place?"