At that moment, Son Gohan had already settled on his path of training.
As for talent, he did not need to worry about that at all. The physical gifts of a Saiyan could be called rare in the universe; there was no need to be concerned on that front.
Clenching his fist, Son Gohan closed his eyes again.
"All right. I already understand your fighting style. There's no need to keep testing." Karin waved a paw as he spoke.
Son Gohan opened his eyes and looked at Karin in confusion.
"You're different from the people who came here before to take me as their master. They didn't have their own path in martial arts, so I needed to help them determine their road."
"But you're different, Son Gohan."
Karin jumped down from the railing and came before Son Gohan. "Your path is already extremely clear. Next, all you need is a body worthy of it."
Hearing Karin's words, Son Gohan lowered his head and looked at his small, childish palm, then raised his head again and asked Karin, "How do I train my body?"
At that, Karin suddenly grinned. "Son Gohan, you even know about something like the Super God Water. How could you not have plans for what comes next?"
Son Gohan frowned and said, "I'll go to the Hyperbolic Time Chamber, but with my current strength, going in there..."
Karin shook his head. "You're right. If the old you went in there, it would only be a waste of time. But that was before you drank the Super God Water."
"Your body's potential has already been stimulated by the Super God Water. For a period of time, your training will yield twice the results with half the effort. You should have inherited Son Goku's physical toughness. I think you can absolutely go there and give it a try."
Hearing this, Son Gohan suddenly had a flash of insight. In the original work, when Son Goku rode the spaceship to Namek, he relied on constantly increasing gravity multipliers to train his body and raise his combat power!
Son Gohan, who had originally planned to adapt step by step, suddenly felt that perhaps he could be a little more aggressive.
"As for Kami, I believe that with Goku and me speaking up, he won't refuse your request. The rest will depend on you."
After Karin finished speaking, he turned and climbed the stairs, saying to Gohan, "Follow me. I'll take you to Kami's Lookout."
Hearing this, Son Gohan hurriedly followed behind him. Very soon, one person and one cat arrived on the rooftop. When he saw those bean sprouts, Gohan suddenly froze.
He had almost ruined things!
Just then, Karin took a bulging cloth bag out of a cabinet to the side, turned around, and placed it in Son Gohan's hands.
"These are Senzu Beans. I don't need to explain their effects; you should already know. If you've only exhausted your stamina or want to stave off hunger, then I suggest you split one into three portions."
Only after hearing those words did Son Gohan remember. Right, in the original work, Son Goku and the others had used Senzu Beans in an outrageously wasteful way.
Especially that damn fatty down below!
Weighing the bag in his hand, Gohan opened it and found that there were roughly several dozen Senzu Beans inside.
After thinking for a moment, he said to Karin, "Karin the Immortal, may I ask if you can give me a few more Senzu Beans?"
Karin turned back and asked in confusion, "What do you need so many Senzu Beans for?"
Before Gohan could answer, Karin seemed to remember something and shook his head. "You two really are father and son. Even that mad drive to train is exactly the same."
As he spoke, Karin took a new bag of Senzu Beans from the cabinet beside him, then handed it to Son Gohan.
"All right, let's go."
Karin walked ahead, leading Son Gohan to the very top of Karin Tower.
With a turn of his hand, the red Power Pole appeared in his grasp. After inserting it into the groove at the top of Karin Tower, he extended a hand toward Son Gohan.
Son Gohan, who knew the plot well, naturally understood that if you could not fly, then you had to use the Power Pole to go up to Kami's Lookout.
Several minutes later.
"Mr. Popo, it's been quite a while." Karin greeted Mr. Popo, who had long since been waiting there.
"Hello, Mr. Popo." Son Gohan greeted Mr. Popo very politely.
"You're Son Goku's son, aren't you?" Mr. Popo, who had always been expressionless, suddenly asked with a smile.
"Yes, Mr. Popo. My name is Son Gohan. Son Goku is my father," Son Gohan answered.
"Hello, Mr. Gohan."
Mr. Popo responded politely as well, then said to Karin, "Kami already knows you have come. He asked me to wait here for Son Gohan. Gohan, come with me."
As an immortal, Karin naturally knew Kami's abilities, and Son Gohan naturally knew them too, so neither of them found it strange.
"Then I'll be leaving first. Gohan, make sure you learn properly from Kami." Karin the Immortal patted Gohan's shoulder, then left along the Power Pole.
"Little fellow, you're Son Goku's son, aren't you?"
Leaning on a cane, the elderly-looking Namekian god walked over and looked at Son Gohan as he asked.
"Yes, Kami. I am Son Gohan." Son Gohan bowed respectfully as he spoke.
Although this Namekian god was not particularly strong, because of the previous Kami, he possessed an unparalleled sense of responsibility toward Earth.
On this point, Son Gohan admired this Kami from the bottom of his heart.
"Tell me, what do you want to do?" Kami, who was estimated in the series to be at least over five hundred years old, was even wiser and sharper than Karin.
"Before long, enemies even more terrifying than the previous Demon King will descend upon Earth and bring disaster to us. I'm sure you know this even better than Karin the Immortal."
Son Gohan did not have the slightest childishness a child should have. He looked at Kami with a serious expression and spoke.
If it had been anyone else, they might have thought Son Gohan was joking, but Kami would not.
First of all, Kami was an alien from Namek, and he knew that very well himself, so he did not deny or feel surprised by the existence of evil aliens.
Second, Kami could see the essence, energy, and spirit of a living being. If the other party was lying and felt guilty, their essence, energy, and spirit would definitely fluctuate, but Son Gohan's did not.
Finally, this boy was Son Goku's child, the son of the hero who had defeated Demon King Piccolo for him.
Along with all sorts of other analysis, Kami had thought through a great deal in that instant.
"So?" Kami continued asking.
"Besides my father, I also need to become stronger, and defend against that group of evil aliens together with my father!" Son Gohan answered.
"And then?" Kami asked again.
Sure enough, age and experience still counted for something. As expected of Kami, who had always stood on Kami's Lookout and watched all things in the world.
"I want to become stronger!" Son Gohan stated his most direct thought in the simplest words.
Kami, whose expression had remained solemn the entire time, suddenly revealed a kindly smile after hearing those words.
"Very good." Kami nodded and said, "Since you want to become stronger, I will make you stronger!"
What Kami was most worried about now was what would happen if another Demon King Piccolo appeared on Earth, or even an existence stronger than him.
What should Earth do then?
That required a strong fighter like Son Goku, and there could not be only one. More such strong fighters needed to be cultivated.
So Son Gohan's thoughts aligned with Kami's. The needs of both sides had reached the same point, so cooperation would not be difficult.
"Then can you tell me how much longer it will be before those aliens descend?" Kami asked.
"The afternoon twenty-three days from now." Son Gohan had never forgotten that time.
After hearing this, Kami first furrowed his brow slightly, then could only say helplessly, "Looks like I can only let you enter that place."
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