A Glimpse of the Future

Walking into the house, Ron strode directly into the room where the Grand Elder resided.

Although as a transmigrator he had known from the start that the Grand Elder was massive in size, seeing him in person was still quite a shock.

It wasn't just his sheer scale; his appearance carried a truly overwhelming visual impact.

As their eyes met, Ron perceived the Grand Elder's state with absolute clarity.

His energy was flickering, his life force dissipating, and his inner vitality was withered—like a candle in the wind, seemingly on the verge of being extinguished at any moment.

"Greetings, Grand Elder of Namek."

Ron's tone was straightforward, yet he maintained the basic respect due to the Grand Elder.

Even though he hadn't received any benefits from the Namekians so far, and in a sense, he was the one who had saved Namek and its people—meaning they should be the ones respecting and thanking him—Ron didn't care to dwell on such things.

To put it bluntly, he was influenced by the original plot.

After all, while the Grand Elder in the original work functioned somewhat as a plot device, his characterization was undeniably successful.

He had dedicated his entire life to his race, and during the Frieza invasion arc, he had spared no effort in assisting the Z Fighters.

Even if that was done to secure powerful allies for his people, one had to admit that the Grand Elder's heart was pure and kind.

Right up until the moment of his death, he had instructed his people to cooperate with the Z Fighters to make their wishes, which was why the Namekians had successfully latched onto the protagonist group.

It was clear enough that the Grand Elder was truly wise.

"Greetings, Saiyan Ron. I am very glad to be able to meet with you alone. On behalf of the Namekian race, I express my heartfelt gratitude... thank you for eliminating Frieza, and thank you for saving all of my children..."

The Grand Elder forced himself to stay alert as he spoke to Ron.

He had to pause several times just to get through those sentences, and it seemed that speaking so much in one breath caused his wheezing to intensify significantly.

"Although I was the one who killed Frieza, the credit for saving and resurrecting the Namekians is not mine. You should thank Kakarot and those people on Earth." Ron's mindset was very calm; he wasn't particularly moved by this gratitude.

That was the truth, but the Grand Elder seemed to have his own way of measuring things.

He nodded slightly, his expression kind as he continued: "If you had not defeated Frieza, there would have been no possibility for my children to be resurrected now... And if you hadn't killed Frieza, Namek would have been completely destroyed... Even I, it is thanks to you... that I have been able to linger on for a little while longer..."

Hearing this, Ron decided it didn't really matter.

If that was how the Grand Elder saw it, then so be it.

"Let's skip the pleasantries. You wanted to see me alone, and now that I'm here, I assume you have a request for me?" Ron cut straight to the point.

This was the only reason he could think of.

Otherwise, why insist on seeing him in private?

It was because the Grand Elder didn't want others to know.

The Grand Elder nodded again, his weathered face filled with sorrow: "It is as you say; I have a request for you, which is why I had to meet you alone... I am fortunate that I can live for a few more moments and meet with you... Originally, in the future I foresaw, you did not exist. Namek would have been destroyed by Frieza, and the Namekians would have been displaced... But everything that was meant to happen has been broken by you. Your appearance has disrupted the established future and successfully changed everything..."

As the Grand Elder spoke, Ron was stunned.

Ron knew very well how heaven-defying the ability to foresee the future was.

So, had the Grand Elder foreseen everything from the original story from the very beginning, which was why he had assisted the Z Fighters without reservation?

No!

The future could never be determined with one hundred percent certainty.

Even if there was a fixed trajectory, even if it was the original story!

Any minor change could trigger a massive shift!

Therefore, even if the Grand Elder could see a portion of the future, he could never see the complete picture.

Ron speculated inwardly, eventually reaching a conclusion: the future the Grand Elder had seen had been completely altered by his own arrival, and thus, he was desperate to meet this anomaly.

"You mean that I shouldn't have existed or appeared, but I did, and the most impossible possibility occurred." Pushing aside all distracting thoughts, Ron probed further, following the Grand Elder's lead.

The Grand Elder did not show the reaction Ron expected, but continued in a calm tone:

"After the resurrection, I saw a glimpse of a new future—a future changed by you... Although it is very blurry, and although it is only a small fragment... the future you will become unimaginably powerful, powerful to a degree I cannot conceive... On this path, you will endure many hardships, and our Namekian race will also undergo significant changes under your influence..."

Having said this, the Grand Elder took another breath.

These words made Ron take a deep breath as well.

He would become unimaginably powerful...

That answer was indeed vague.

Powerful to a degree the Grand Elder couldn't conceive—there was no point of comparison, and Ron was genuinely taken aback.

After all, in this era, Ron didn't know the extent of the Grand Elder's scope of knowledge.

Take Frieza, for example; in a sense, a combat power of 120 million was also unimaginably powerful.

But to Ron, such power was nothing more than a weak ant.

"So, just because you saw that I would become unimaginably powerful in the future, and you saw something happen between your race and me, you want to establish a deeper relationship with me now?" There was no point in overthinking things; Ron wanted the final answer.

"Yes. My life is nearing its end, and my children will face many calamities in the future. Only you can protect and save them..." the Grand Elder nodded.

"Do you want me to become the guardian of your people? Or perhaps, a lucky charm?" Ron asked.

The Grand Elder did not refute this, continuing, "I will not hide it from you; that is indeed my intention. Of course, it also requires your willingness... In return, during the final moments of my life, I can help you unlock the potential within your body, allowing you to become even more powerful... Furthermore, my successor, Mulin, will assist you in summoning Porunga to make wishes at any time in the future..."

He had laid out all the benefits in one breath.

Unlocking potential to increase strength.

And the ability to make wishes with the Dragon Balls.

Indeed, these were all things Ron wanted.

"First, tell me specifically what kind of crisis you saw that made you willing to pay such a heavy price?"

"In the near future, perhaps only a few months from now, an evil existence from the Frieza clan will sweep across this land once again... When that time comes, I hope you can stand forth to protect my children and my home... And then, in the more distant future, an even more powerful evil will emerge..."