Yunzabit Heights was sparsely populated and vast.
The region's geographical limitations kept crop yields extremely low, so few people settled there.
But recently, with Capsule Corporation planning to hold the World Martial Arts Tournament there, entrepreneurs from all over had come flocking.
In just a day and a night, the barren wasteland had become prime real estate.
Truck after truck loaded with supplies rolled in.
People from around the world gradually converged on the area.
Within days, countless buildings rose from the ground, and everywhere one looked was a scene of thriving prosperity.
Several years earlier, Son Gohan and Trunks had visited Yunzabit Heights in search of Dr. Gero's laboratory.
Back then, it had been a barren wasteland.
It stood in stark contrast to the scene before them now.
Beyond a dense cluster of shopping streets and residential neighborhoods, the tournament arena had been set up in the most prominent, level spot.
Judging by its size, the arena was every bit as large as the venue used for the universe's Tournament of Power.
The enormous arena was divided into two sections, one for the adult division and the other for the junior division.
Surrounding the circular arena was a ring of spectator seating.
By a conservative estimate, the spectator stands could hold at least a hundred thousand people at once.
It was no exaggeration to say that this would be the largest and grandest World Martial Arts Tournament in history.
At this point, construction had entered its final stage.
Once it passed inspection in two days, it would be ready for use.
Son Gohan and Trunks hovered in midair, looking down as the workers went about their tasks in an orderly fashion.
"This really gets my blood pumping," Trunks said. "I can't wait for the day to come."
Son Gohan