The Full Moon

Watching little Wukong play around with the Power Pole, Kashius could not help muttering inwardly, He really is worthy of being the universe-level big shot with the protagonist halo. In short, one word—strong!

Thinking carefully back over Son Goku's story, it could be said that every single one of Son Goku's battles had been incredibly dangerous. There was not a single major fight where no one died. Either the protagonist Wukong died, or Krillin, Master Roshi, and the others died.

For example, right when Dragon Ball had first begun, during Wukong's great battle with King Piccolo. That time, supporting characters like Krillin had basically all died out.

Although they were revived with the Dragon Balls in the end, if possible, who would ever want to die several times?

During the great battle against Raditz, the protagonist was finished, supporting character Piccolo was injured, and Wukong's son Gohan rose powerfully.

After that, in Wukong's great battle with Vegeta, Chiaotzu died. In the battle against Frieza, Krillin died, and Son Goku awakened as a Super Saiyan.

In the battle against Cell, the protagonist sacrificed himself once again, making his own son, Sun Gohan, shine.

During the battle against Majin Buu, there were several more death-seeking moments...

It could be said that whenever a major incident began or ended, a few people would always die.

The moment Kashius thought of this, fear filled his heart. He was terrified that the next one to die would be him. As for Son Goku's built-in death-seeking attribute, Kashius kept a respectful distance from it.

Whenever he thought of the enemies he would encounter in the future, Kashius felt waves of bitterness.

Who said transmigrators came out with divine artifacts protecting them, wildly arrogant and awesome beyond belief? Lies. All lies!!!

After transmigrating like this, apart from a Saiyan body, he did not have a damn thing! Was this some kind of joke?

And it was in this Dragon Ball world where people died, protagonists died, and supporting characters died! It was infuriating! Very infuriating! Extremely infuriating! (Uh... important things had to be said three times.)

However, Kashius then thought about it from another angle. It seemed like Earth in the Dragon Ball world had quite a lot of strange and bizarre things, and Earth's delicacies were also countless.

As a foodie who had been unable to eat delicious food in his previous life because he had no money, Kashius was still somewhat satisfied with this transmigration.

That was, he could eat and drink like crazy without limits!

No money, you ask? That did not exist. What was his Saiyan physique for? What was the World Martial Arts Tournament for?

Moreover, as long as he followed little Wukong, and ran into that rich woman Bulma, would he still have to worry about having no delicacies to eat?

Especially since the Dragon Ball world had an exceptional variety of creatures, like dinosaurs, saber-toothed tigers, and all kinds of other creatures. The moment he thought that they would all become Kashius's food, Kashius could not stop his saliva from surging.

Kashius even forgot about the dangerous future and sank into this fantasy world of delicacies. This place was not hell. This was a foodie's paradise!!!

If the other transmigrator army were here, they definitely would not be able to resist cursing Kashius as an idiot. You had obtained such a powerful body, and all you pursued was good food?

Where did that leave the pretty young ladies of the Dragon Ball world? Where did that leave the powerful martial might of the Dragon Ball world? Did you have no ambition at all?

In response, the transmigration seniors would definitely say silently, "Young man, you should just kill yourself. Stop embarrassing the transmigrator army."

"Little Xius, why did you run out again? What's with all that drool on the ground?

Grandpa didn't come back that late, did he? How did you get this hungry?"

Kashius looked over at the sound and saw Sun Gohan walking toward him with a small wooden bucket in hand.

"Aiyoh, little Wukong, what's going on? Why did you take out the Power Pole to play with it? What if you hurt yourself? How can you be so naughty?"

As soon as Sun Gohan saw little Wukong waving the Power Pole around wildly, he hurriedly put down the wooden bucket in his hand and put the Power Pole away.

After picking little Wukong up, he walked over to Kashius and placed the latter on his head as if letting him ride a horse. Only then did he use his one free hand to pick up the wooden bucket filled with beast milk.

Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, seven years had passed.

During these seven years, apart from learning martial arts from Sun Gohan, Kashius and little Wukong also used their spare time to learn knowledge from Sun Gohan.

However, little Wukong could be said to know absolutely nothing when it came to studying. The moment it was time to study, he grew sleepy; the moment it was time to learn martial arts, he became energetic.

Although Sun Gohan had something of a headache over this, out of love for his grandson, he did not demand too much from Son Goku when it came to studying.

Because he knew the future was filled with danger, Kashius did not slack off in martial arts training. Instead, he was incredibly serious. Not only did he train himself during the day, he also did not slack off at night.

Kashius had even specially tied several-jin-heavy iron blocks to his limbs and waist.

Although Sun Gohan had some questions about this, as a martial arts expert, he quickly understood the principle behind it.

He knew that his grandson was training his strength and speed, even improving his abilities in every aspect.

"Grandpa, what are we eating tonight?"

A certain ahoge took the Power Pole from the altar table and asked the old man sitting not far away.

"Idiot brother, why ask such a stupid question? Grandpa is old, so of course he has to eat something light." A certain black-haired little brat suddenly appeared from the roof beam, his tail hooked around the beam as he hung there just like that.

"Oh, Kashius, I know already. I'll go catch some fish and bring them back to make soup for Grandpa."

After little Wukong finished speaking, he looked at Kashius's strange hanging posture and could not help asking, "Hey, Kashius, why are you always hanging from the roof beam with your tail?"

"Uh... why do you care so much? Bring back some fish, and I'll tell you!"

As for this strange method of Kashius's, he was not doing it at random. Kashius knew the Saiyans' weakness all too well: once someone grabbed their tail, they would instantly lose the ability to resist.

Kashius did not want to leave enemies such a weakness to exploit in the future. Only by overcoming it while he was still young could he become even stronger.

"Oh~ so that's how it is. Then I'll go catch fish. When I come back, you have to tell me, okay?"

Hearing little Goku's adorably clueless tone, Kashius could not help wanting to tease him a little.

A few hours later, after they had eaten the fish little Goku caught, Kashius told little Goku the reason he was doing this.

Little Goku did not believe him, so Kashius gave him a demonstration on the spot.

He stepped forward and grabbed little Goku's tail, and the kid instantly went limp on the ground, completely losing the ability to resist, becoming a piece of meat at anyone's mercy.

After Kashius deliberately explained all the benefits of overcoming this weakness, little Goku wished he could start training right away and get rid of his weakness.

After this incident, Kashius took out the Four-Star Dragon Ball and began training his "ki" in the forest.

As for "ki," Kashius trained according to the method Son Gohan used in the plot when teaching Son Goten and his future wife: meditating to sense the ki within his body.

It had to be said that Son Gohan's method really worked. In less than a year of training, Kashius not only figured out the Flight Technique on his own, but also successfully learned how to fire energy blasts.

However, this was limited to the Dragon Ball world.

Because Kashius had once naively tried training back in his original world too, and the result had been very realistic.

Sitting cross-legged on the surface of a rock, sensing the "ki" flowing through his body, Kashius gradually immersed himself in the world of "ki."

At this moment, he still did not know that a great disaster was about to descend.

—Tonight was the night of the full moon!

And Kashius, immersed in the world of "ki," clearly did not notice that the sky above his head had already turned to night, while the bright full moon was spreading its milky-white radiance in every direction.

Not far from him in the forest, little Goku was curiously sizing up his younger brother Kashius. He scratched his head, and as if guided by some strange impulse, his gaze... lifted.