Don't Come Any Closer!

After half a day, Li Ming successfully arrived above West City, perhaps the most prosperous city on Earth in the entire Dragon Ball world.

The technology tree here was completely skewed. Some places were still struggling with famine and drinking water, while West City had all sorts of absurd technologies, flying cars, and more.

Even more outrageous was the Red Ribbon Army. Could you believe the bio-humans they created could even crush the Emperor of the Universe to death!?

Of course, he was a self-proclaimed Emperor of the Universe...

"Hello, is Dr. Brief home?"

"My, what a handsome young man." A beautiful woman opened the door, holding a cup of coffee. She asked curiously, "What can I do for you?"

"I came to see Dr. Brief. Is he here?"

"Oh, then come in and wait a moment. I'll go get my husband."

"Thank you."

He entered the hemispherical house. This design made efficient use of space and offered a certain degree of resistance against external damage.

Still, it was possible Dr. Brief had modified the house, giving it special functions. After all, he was a genius capable of rivaling most of the top scientific maniacs in the universe.

Honestly, the Brief Family's genes were, in some ways, far stronger than those of ordinary Saiyans.

"Oh my, young man, are you Bulma's friend?" Before long, Dr. Brief and his wife came out together, but Bulma was nowhere to be seen.

At this point in the timeline, Bulma should have been at Kame House or searching the world for the Dragon Balls.

"Hello, Dr. Brief. I know Bulma. I came because I'd like you to help me make a Dragon Radar." That was a lie, though he did indeed know Bulma.

"Oh, a Dragon Radar? I've seen Bulma make something similar before. That won't be a problem. If it's convenient, may I ask what you need it for?"

"We interrupt this program with breaking news. A green monster is attacking... Ah!"

The television in the distance suddenly switched channels. The host had not even finished speaking before the screen turned to static. He had probably been attacked. This was likely the most up-to-date news possible...

"I'll keep it short. Someone wants to use the Dragon Balls to do something bad. I hope to stop him."

"Hmm..." Dr. Brief examined Li Ming carefully before finally nodding. He took the pipe from his mouth and said, "I understand. It may take a little time. Come back in two hours."

"Thank you."

A radar in only two hours. Sure enough, if his intelligence were ranked by level, this guy would at least be a monster near the top of the universe!

It seemed to be a trait of the Brief Family. As long as something was theoretically possible, there was nothing they could not make.

Two hours passed quickly. Dr. Brief came over with the Dragon Radar. After thanking him, Li Ming asked for an electronic map and left West City.

Dr. Brief and his wife stood in the yard, watching the figure shoot into the sky. Dr. Brief scratched his head and said in puzzlement, "Oh my, Bulma's friend is really diligent. I wanted to keep him for dinner before he left."

"Exactly. How did we forget to ask him to stay for dinner? How careless of us. Hohohoho..."

"Hahahaha..."

Sure enough, the Brief Family's genes simply did not contain the word fear. The world ending? Impossible.

Could you believe a genius who could perfectly replicate and even upgrade a small spaceship spent all day growing flowers, planting grass, and teasing cats!?

As for Li Ming, he directly put away the Dragon Radar. As long as the Dragon Balls were on Earth, this thing could detect them.

Since there were no Dragon Balls visible now, there was only one explanation: the Dragon Balls had turned to stone.

Whether a wish had been made or Shenron had been killed, the Dragon Balls would turn to stone.

That was not a good sign. He found the capital where the King was located on the electronic map—that blue cat... cat-man, half cat and half human King.

"The final battle should be there. Piccolo wants to rule the world and spread fear. Killing the King directly is undoubtedly the most effective method."

Boom!

At that thought, a blast of air erupted behind him. A long white trail appeared in the sky behind Li Ming and rapidly vanished beyond the horizon.

A high-level Saiyan bloodline would grant at least close to ten thousand battle power upon adulthood. Though he had only just acquired it, Li Ming could already feel his strength soaring at a visibly insane rate!

By conservative estimates, Piccolo should no longer be his opponent. Even against the reborn Piccolo three years later, he would have a chance!

Meanwhile, Piccolo and Son Goku's battle had entered its fiercest stage. After regaining his youth, Piccolo had not actually fully recovered his strength.

His greatest power even surpassed Kami's. Otherwise, Kami would not have trained Goku to deal with him.

It had been correct to wish for his youth back, but Shenron could not reverse the aging of one's lifespan, only that of the body. This could be seen from the fact that Shenron could not revive people who had died naturally.

Ultimately, Piccolo and Kami had the same lifespan. Kami was at least several hundred years old, and the only reason he had not died was the enhancement of his position as Kami. At that age, even among combat-type Namekians, he was considered long-lived.

BOOM!!

When Li Ming reached the skies above the kingdom, a massive mushroom cloud rose at just that moment! The violent air currents nearly sent him falling.

"Could a few hundred battle power really produce something like that!?"

Staring at the horrifying explosion before him, Li Ming began questioning life. Though it was not planet-destroying level, its power was already close to a nuclear weapon, wasn't it?

And it looked like this was not even Piccolo's peak state. A trace of fear rose in his heart, and he decided to observe for now.

"Who is it!?"

A furious shout came from below. Then two beams of light instantly arrived before him. Almost on reflex, Li Ming raised his arm, and the faint sting made him frown.

"You're courting death!"

Saiyans were not battle-crazed merely because they had bad tempers. It was because the combat instincts in their bodies were stirring. That was also the source of their power.

He vanished from the sky in an instant. The next moment, he appeared behind Piccolo!

Bang!

"What? Cough... Ah!"

In his shock, Piccolo had no time to turn around before an arm pierced straight through his chest!

He staggered forward two steps, then finally turned around and stared fixedly at Li Ming, as if trying to remember him.

An injury that pierced the heart had already exceeded the limits of Namekian regeneration. In the end, the injuries they could heal were basically limited to limbs. Damage to vital points would still kill them.

"Heh heh, I cannot fail! Ugh!"

With a cold laugh, his chest suddenly swelled. He spat out a huge egg and hurled it into the distance with all his strength.

Li Ming frowned. It was simply too disgusting, and the egg flew too fast for him to catch up, so he gave up.

"My child, go! One day, he will avenge me! Hahahaha!"

BOOM!!

With a thunderous explosion, King Piccolo, who had once ruled the world, died completely. He was Kami's negative half, but he was still a Namekian.

Unlike those earlier half-dragon men, who had merely been clones, this one was the true descendant who inherited Piccolo's Namekian bloodline.

Namekians were a famously peaceful race in the universe. Aside from a very small number of special cases, they would basically never take the initiative to attack or destroy other planets.

They only needed water to survive and could obtain energy by basking in the sun, possessing traits similar to plants. They were fundamentally different from other races and were not naturally very aggressive.

How could they possibly give birth to demonic descendants?

"S-so strong. Who exactly is he..."

"Hey! Who are you? Huh? You have a tail too?"

Son Goku and Tien Shinhan came over, though one of Goku's legs was injured. He hopped over with a limp.

Li Ming frowned and wrapped the tail behind him around his waist. Honestly, the thing was troublesome, but he could not exactly cut it off either...

"Goku! Don't mess around!" Tien Shinhan reacted quickly, grabbing the reckless Goku and pulling him aside.

Li Ming explained that he had come from West City, skipping over the details. Yajirobe then drove over in a flying car.

Though this guy was cowardly, he still had some strength at this point. He had been too afraid of Piccolo to help earlier, but he had still taken the risk of following them in the end.

"Hey! You're not dead? Great, you still haven't paid me back for that grilled fish."

"Hahaha, Yajirobe, we beat Piccolo!" As Goku laughed, his expression turned dejected. He had already learned that Shenron had been killed, which meant the dead could no longer be revived.

"...Go ask Korin. Maybe he has a way."

"Yeah! You're right."

Pulling himself together again, Goku prepared to head to Korin Tower to find a solution.

"Tien Shinhan, are you coming with me?"

Tien Shinhan had actually planned to climb Korin Tower as well, but he shook his head. "I won't be going. I need to find Chiaotzu and Launch. If I get the chance, I'll go later."

"Oh, okay then. What about you, Li Ming?"

"I'll go take a look with you."

At the same time, above Korin Tower, Korin's fur instantly stood on end as he stood before a water vat and shouted, "Don't come any closer!"