Mr. Popo's Identity; Cultivating for a Year, Strength Soars

Dende stood in place, watching the receding figures of Tarble and the other two, and couldn't help but sigh softly, "Saiyans' talent is truly too powerful!"

"Tarble's demeanor is very similar to Son Goku's, but his talent is much better than Son Goku's."

"Back then, Son Goku had to go through many hardships to become a Super Saiyan."

"Speaking of which, we Namekians owe Son Goku and them a debt of gratitude..."

Tarble and Licks slowly followed behind Mr. Popo, walking all the way towards the Hyperbolic Time Chamber.

Looking at the inconspicuous figure before him, he was secretly scanned by the Insight Eye.

Simple information about Mr. Popo immediately appeared before his eyes.

"Target: Mr. Popo

Race: Divine Attendant Clan

Combat Power: 1030"

Divine Attendant Clan?

What the heck is this!

Could it be that Mr. Popo isn't some hidden BOSS?

Tsk!

A little disappointed!

For a moment, he felt a bit dispirited.

He had originally thought Mr. Popo would be some big BOSS.

And this is it?

It's a complete waste of time.

Even in the original work, Mr. Popo was capable of withstanding attacks from the two young Super Saiyans, Little Trunks and Little Goten.

Now, it didn't seem like a big deal.

After all, there were too many inconsistencies in the original work.

Not to mention anything else, just in Dragon Ball Super, Super Saiyan Blue Son Goku could be severely injured by an energy gun.

Also, Krillin and regular Goku could be grazed by ordinary firearms manufactured by humans.

It was simply too outrageous.

The most outrageous was Mr. Satan, a normal person with a combat power not exceeding 100, who could actually manage to face enemies without being killed or even severely injured.

Of course, there were far more points to complain about, he couldn't be bothered to list them.

Silently closing the Insight Eye, he followed Mr. Popo without a word.

Soon.

Led by Mr. Popo, Tarble and Licks arrived at the entrance of the Hyperbolic Time Chamber.

"Two, this is the entrance to the Hyperbolic Time Chamber."

"In principle, each person can only stay inside for two years. One year passes inside, and only one day passes outside."

"However, if you stay for more than two years but your strength is sufficient, you can break through the time barrier and come out."

"Before your strength is sufficient, you'd best pay attention to the time and don't stay overtime."

"Otherwise, the entrance and exit of the Hyperbolic Time Chamber will disappear."

"At that time, you will be trapped inside."

"The gravity inside is 10 times that of Earth, and the climate changes unpredictably, so you must pay attention."

"Alright, that's all the precautions. Do the two of you need Mr. Popo to prepare food for you?"

Mr. Popo spoke like a broken record, calm and steady throughout, introducing a lot of things about the Hyperbolic Time Chamber.

"We have already prepared our own food, so we won't trouble you, Mr. Popo."

"Thank you for leading the way, Mr. Popo."

Even though he knew Mr. Popo didn't have any special identity, Tarble still thanked him sincerely.

As the saying goes, with courtesy, you won't have to worry about things.

This etiquette is also a form of courtesy.

If you encounter an impolite person, you naturally don't need to be polite.

Facing the thanks, Mr. Popo's face, as black as charcoal, still showed no expression.

"Mr. Tarble, you're welcome. Mr. Popo is just following the Kami's instructions."

"Since you don't need Mr. Popo to prepare food, then Mr. Popo will take his leave."

"After you open the door and go in, you can close it."

After finishing his words, he bowed slightly, then turned and left, without any hesitation.

Tarble, Licks: ...

Isn't this... a bit dismissive of us?

Speechless, they watched Mr. Popo leave, and only after he had completely disappeared from sight did the two of them withdraw their somewhat speechless gazes.

Creak!

Licks opened the door to the Hyperbolic Time Chamber.

"Your Highness, you first."

"Mm."

Tarble nodded and then walked in.

Looking into the distance, what greeted his eyes was a vast, white, boundless world.

Inside the Hyperbolic Time Chamber, there was a living space about two hundred square meters in size.

The moment he stepped onto the floor of the house, the gravity did not change.

It seemed that the area outside the house was where the gravity was 10 times that of Earth.

Without needing to be told, Licks consciously put away the Universal Capsule box containing daily necessities and took out a Gravity Chamber Capsule.

Seeing this, Tarble was the first to walk outside the house.

Now, he had long since used 500 times Earth's gravity. The 10 times Earth's gravity inside this Hyperbolic Time Chamber was nothing to him.

However, the atmosphere inside gave a stifling feeling.

It would be difficult for an ordinary person to stay inside alone for two years.

"Licks, place the Gravity Chamber inside the house."

"Outside the house, it will freeze due to climate change."

"It would be bad if the machine got damaged by the cold."

"Yes, Your Highness!"

And so, the two entered a state of cultivation.

For the next year, Tarble and Licks rested one day each week.

Although they had only cultivated for a year, the changes in their strength were immense.

With only 2 hours left before they could leave, Licks finally succeeded in transforming into Super Saiyan 3.

"Your Highness, do you see? I've finally broken through to Super Saiyan 3!"

At this moment, Licks was in his Super Saiyan 3 form.

Even though he had deactivated his aura, thick lightning still crackled around him intermittently.

His dense golden hair, the kind that would make any woman envious, reached his waist.

His eyebrows had vanished, and his brow ridge protruded significantly more than in his normal state.

The entire person looked fierce, giving off an aura of "stay away."

Then, he reverted to his normal state, his face beaming with excitement.

"Congratulations, Licks!" Tarble congratulated him sincerely.

In his eyes, however, Licks's simplified information appeared.

"Target: Licks

Race: Saiyan

Battle Power: 63.47 billion"

63.47 billion!

Although his normal state power was still inferior to Vegeta's, with the Super Saiyan 3 transformation, it was already a guaranteed victory.

Of course.

Tarble also knew that the significant increase in battle power was inseparable from the Gravity Chamber.

The next second, a mischievous thought crossed his mind:

If Vegeta knew that Licks could also transform into Super Saiyan 3, would he be so angry he'd jump up and down?

At this moment, Licks also came forward, his eyes shining, and said with extreme sincerity and gratitude:

"Your subordinate thanks Your Highness for your guidance!"

"If it weren't for you, I would never have been able to break through to Super Saiyan 3!"

"I... I..."

Before he could finish, Tarble waved his hand to interrupt him, "Alright, alright!"

"We're two grown men, don't be so mushy. Hurry up and pack, we're getting ready to go out!"

Hearing this, Licks's respect deepened.

He nodded solemnly, "Yes, Your Highness!"

"Please wait a moment, this subordinate will pack up immediately!"

With a sound, he flickered and vanished from his spot.

When he reappeared, he was already inside the living quarters, appearing and disappearing in various corners.

&The reason for not preparing a special identity for Mr. Popo to counter Super Saiyans, another guess: he possesses the ability to transfer attacks, similar to the ability of a contestant from Universe 6.