The Chaotic, Disordered Space

Kusu's youthful voice made Son Wuling, Son Gohan, and Ryan feel as if they were facing a formidable enemy. Soon, waves surged, Disorder, and chaotic.

"Ahhh..."

Son Wuling, Son Gohan, Ryan let out shrill screams as their powers were completely sealed. Relying on their physical bodies, they were separated by the waves.

Son Wuling felt his head was heavy and confused. He dared not think about anything. After surviving one wave, he had just relaxed when he was immediately lifted up by a heavy wave and was completely out of control. Tsunamis and giant waves were nothing compared to this.

puff...

Son Gohan swam upwards with all his might, but before he could reach the surface, a huge wave of water swept him away.

Ryan was the same; he had just swum to the surface when a wave blew him away again. He felt dizzy and dared not think of anything. His usual gentle and dignified image as the emperor had completely vanished.

Looking down at the screaming Son Wuling and the others, Son Goku, Vegeta, and the others felt a chill. Kusu's training was truly ruthless! Even Son Wuling was in such a sorry state.

With a wave of his staff, Whis conjured a fishing rod in the hands of everyone else. These rods were not hooked, and were extremely fragile; Broly easily crushed them in a moment of carelessness, only to have them spring back to life a few seconds later.

Bulma looked at the fishing rod in her hand and couldn't help but ask, "Whis, how are we supposed to fish with this? It's so fragile! There's no bait, not even a hook."

As Kusu approached, a chill ran down everyone's spine. After this brief encounter, no one would judge Kusu by her appearance anymore.

"It's this fishing. Rose, Son Goku, Vegeta, Lord Beerus, if you can successfully reel it in, you can undergo this second round of training."

Kusu tapped her staff lightly, preparing a chair for everyone and gesturing for them to sit down.

Everyone sat down and waved their fishing rods forward. Tien Shinhan, Yamcha, Krillin, Trunks, and others accidentally used too much force and broke their fishing rods.

"This... this is even more fragile than a regular fishing rod. It breaks with the slightest pressure. How am I supposed to fish with this?!"

Yamcha looked at the fishing rod in his hand, now perfectly intact. It had snapped in two with just a forceful flick, and there was no hook left. Was that even possible?

Just as Whis was about to explain the purpose, he was interrupted by Rose suddenly spoke up.

"Uncle Yamcha, Uncle Vegeta, everyone take a look!"

Rose took a deep breath and channeled her energy into the fishing rod. An energy aura slowly covered the entire rod, eventually forming a delicate and small fishhook along the fishing line.

"Oh, as expected of Son Wuling's daughter, she's truly remarkable to have comprehended the power of Ultra Instinct. She understood without any prompting. Everyone, like Rose, attach your power to your fishing rods and fish in this lake. Oh, and you can use bait."

Kusu praised Rose, then pointed to the freshwater lake at their feet, which was even more chaotic and turbulent than the Spatial Turbulence, leaving everyone speechless.

"No way, "Bulla asked in surprise. "How could you possibly catch fish in a lake like this?"

Kusu smiled, her voice carrying clearly to everyone's ears, and said, "Quiet fish don't lose their way with the waves. Rose, Goku, Vegeta, Lord Beerus, you can't use bait to fish."

"Clear!"

Rose, Son Goku, Vegeta, Beerus sat in chairs, their auras surging and attaching to the fishing rods in their hands. They swung the rods forcefully, but their gazes were constantly drawn to the three of Son Wuling, causing their auras to become unstable and unable to be maintained, resulting in the fishing rods breaking again.

Although Son Wuling and the others heard what Kusu said, they couldn't think of anything in this situation. Their minds were in a mess, and the three of them let out mournful howls that echoed throughout the entire Mount Paozu.

As the sun set, Kusu brought the three— Son Wuling, Son Gohan, and Ryan— back from the lake, who were now as lifeless as dead dogs. The others hadn't caught a single fish.

The space returned to normal, and Mount Paozu returned to its usual appearance, leaving Bulma and the others with a dreamlike feeling. If it weren't for the sight of Son Wuling, Son Gohan, and Ryan struggling to stand, and the fishing rods in their hands, they would have doubted whether they were dreaming.

On the Number 18, Rose quickly helped Son Wuling up. The world was spinning, and even though Kusu wasn't sealing the power of Son Wuling, Son Gohan, and Ryan, the three of them felt dizzy and couldn't stand up. They collapsed to the ground.

"Dad, are you alright? Are you okay?!"

Rose couldn't bear to look at Son Wuling's appearance now; he was soaked to the bone, drool was uncontrollably dripping from his mouth, his eyes were closed, and he was making uncomfortable "humming" sounds.

"I feel so awful, it's all water, ugh... it's so uncomfortable."

Son Wuling was carried on Android Number 18's back, while Ryan was taken to the martial arts gym by Broly to rest. Son Gohan, with Chi-Chi's tearful eyes, was carried back to his room by Son Goku.

"You can begin training again in two weeks. Everyone should rest during this time and avoid any further training, especially you, Vegeta."

Kusu gave Vegeta a deliberately warning look, her large eyes seeing right through him.

"Haste makes waste, and extremes lead to their opposites. Effort is not wrong, but rest is also very important. Vegeta, take a good rest. Don't do any training for the next two weeks. Just rest and be happy. And Son Goku, you do the same."

One last look at Kusu, Son Goku saw the Saiyan's restlessness and agitated nature. She realized that in the face of the absolute pinnacle of power, no amount of strength mattered.

Kusu's residence was a house specially prepared by Son Wuling. It was a three-story apartment building, and the room layout was designed according to Son Wuling's room design. As for why it could be made in such a short time, Son Wuling's current power has subtly surpassed Whis's, and this ability to create simple things is effortless for him.

Videl showed Kusu her house, Kusu lay on the soft, big bed, playing and laughing like a little girl.

Just as Videl was about to leave, she was suddenly stopped by Kusu.

"Wait a minute, Videl, could you call Rose over? I need her help with something."

"Okay, no problem, just a moment, Miss Kusu!"

After Videl disappeared from sight, Kusu excitedly rolled around on the bed.

"Oh, this bed is so much fun, so soft! Did Son Wuling make it well?"

Kusu's little feet were fidgeting restlessly when she suddenly heard a knock on the door. She calmed down and sat on the bed.

"Come in, the door's unlocked!"

Rose pushed open the door and bowed slightly to Kusu, about to greet her, but Kusu stopped her.

Kusu summoned the Angel Holy Sword and said to Rose, "No need for such formalities, Rose. I'll be frank. I've summoned you here because I need your Ultra Instinct Power to deal with the Angel of Time Kronos..."