Gravity Chamber

Earth, Turtle Island, Kame House.

Grandpa Gohan had specially brought Son Goku over today, intending to have him take Master Roshi as his teacher.

"Son Gohan!"

Master Roshi was delighted when he saw the visitor.

Ever since Grandpa Gohan had completed his training, master and disciple had not seen each other for more than a decade. Though they had kept in touch by letter, letters could never compare to meeting in person.

"It's been a long time, Master Wu Tian!"

Grandpa Gohan smiled as he spoke to Master Roshi.

Master Roshi nodded.

"And who is this?"

"This is the grandson I mentioned in my letters, Son Goku. Goku, call him Master Wu Tian!"

"Master Wu Tian!"

"Why don't we sit down and talk?"

"Alright!"

As he spoke, Grandpa Gohan led Son Goku over to sit down.

"Son Gohan, what brings you here so suddenly today?"

"Master Wu Tian, I actually brought Goku here today to become your disciple!"

"Become my disciple? You mean... Goku?"

"That's right. Goku is very gifted. If he can receive Master Wu Tian's guidance, he'll definitely improve even further!"

"No, Son Gohan. Shouldn't you teach this child? I've already taught you everything I know, after all!"

"Master Wu Tian, I think it would be better for you to teach him, because I've already taught this child everything I can!"

"But..."

"Master Wu Tian, please don't refuse. I believe you can teach him even better than I can!"

"Then... alright! Son Gohan, you'll be staying here too, right?"

After hearing this, Grandpa Gohan thought for a moment.

"Since Goku will be training here with you, I'll trouble you for a while as well!"

Master Roshi immediately broke into a smile.

"Then we'll have hot pot tonight. It's been so long since the two of us drank together!"

Grandpa Gohan nodded.

"It's a pity Ox-King isn't here. Still, the three of us master and disciples are reunited at last!"

And so, Son Goku became Master Roshi's disciple.

In the blink of an eye, three years passed.

Over those three years, Roger's strength increased considerably once more.

Under Master Roshi's guidance, Son Goku, who had become his disciple, progressed by leaps and bounds.

Moreover, under Roger's guidance, Son Goku entered Kami's Lookout to train.

"It's time."

Watching Son Goku in the crystal ball, Roger used divination to locate the rice cooker that had sealed King Piccolo all those years ago. He then tore off the sealing talisman on it, releasing King Piccolo from within.

As a flash of white light appeared, a man emerged with green skin all over his body, wearing a dark light-blue martial arts uniform bearing the character "Demon," tied with a bright purplish-blue sash around his waist.

He was King Piccolo.

"Who are you?"

After emerging, King Piccolo quickly noticed Roger standing beside him.

"Someone who's about to kill you!"

As Roger spoke, he raised his right index finger. A golden beam shot from his fingertip and pierced through King Piccolo's body.

"Puh..."

King Piccolo spat out a mouthful of blood, finding it hard to believe that he was about to die just like that.

When he had first emerged from the seal, he had even planned to kill every martial artist on Earth and rule the entire planet.

Unfortunately... it had all been nothing more than a fleeting fantasy.

However, although King Piccolo's body had been pierced through, he still had one last breath left.

King Piccolo opened his mouth and drew in a breath, then spat a massive white egg from his stomach, sending it flying into the distance.

And that massive white egg was Piccolo.

"Damn it, who the hell are you?"

King Piccolo asked with every ounce of strength he had left.

"Roger!"

Upon hearing that, King Piccolo immediately swallowed his last breath and collapsed to the ground.

West City, Bulma's house.

Bulma was sitting at a table in the backyard, boredly reading the latest magazine.

Three years had passed, and Bulma was already fourteen. She had long since grown into a graceful young girl.

"So boring!"

Bulma propped the magazine up on the table, then laid her head on the tabletop and gazed toward the lawn.

Suddenly, a figure appeared.

It was Roger.

"Roger!"

The moment Bulma saw Roger, she jumped up from her chair and walked over.

"Long time no see, Bulma!"

"Long time no see. But why are you still so small?"

"We Saiyans develop relatively late!"

"I see. Then when do Saiyans develop?"

"Sixteen or seventeen!"

"I see. That is pretty late!"

"By the way, Roger, why did you come here today?"

Roger never came unless he had a reason.

"I came to ask your dad to make a Gravity Chamber!"

"A Gravity Chamber?"

"Yeah!"

"Can't you make one yourself?"

"That would take quite a bit of time!"

Roger said with a smile.

"You really are something!"

"Where is your dad now?"

"He's out front repairing a machine!"

"Then I'll go find your dad now!"

"Mm!"

A little while later, Roger found Dr. Brief.

"Long time no see, Dr. Brief!"

"You're Roger?"

"Yeah, Dr. Brief!"

"Then why are you still so small?"

"We Saiyans develop relatively late!"

"I see!"

"Then why have you come here?"

"I want to ask you to help me make a Gravity Chamber!"

"A Gravity Chamber?"

"Yeah!"

"But I've never made anything like that before!"

"It's fine. I believe you can definitely make it!"

"Alright, I'll give it a try!"

Roger nodded.

Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, a month had passed.

After a month of work, Dr. Brief finally completed the Gravity Chamber.

This Gravity Chamber had been built using the Saiyan spaceship Roger had sold to Dr. Brief.

Dr. Brief was now showing Roger around the Gravity Chamber he had built.

"This is the Gravity Chamber I made according to your requirements. This is the Gravity Chamber's control panel. The switch on the left increases gravity. Each press doubles the gravity, up to a maximum of one hundred times!

"The switch on the right decreases gravity. Each press reduces it by one level. The switch in the middle resets gravity to zero!

"And the buttons on these machines let you directly enter the multiplier, since pressing them one at a time would be far too troublesome!"

"I understand, Dr. Brief!"

"This Gravity Chamber is dangerous. If you train in it, don't push yourself too hard!"

Dr. Brief reminded him.

"Don't worry, Dr. Brief. I definitely won't overdo it!"

"Then, if there's nothing else, I'll get back to work?"

"Alright, Dr. Brief. Take care!"

Dr. Brief nodded and left the Gravity Chamber.

Once Dr. Brief had left, Roger immediately entered twenty times gravity into the control panel.