Sacred World of the Kai's grass is still the same after five years. Wumu is sitting opposite Old Kai, holding a cup of tea in his hand. It is brewed hard and bitter, and I am used to it after drinking it for a long time.
Old Kai flipped through two pages of his little book, put it down again, and looked up at Wumu: "The thing you arranged has moved."
Wumu nodded. He knew. The energy in the direction of the earth had changed, and he could feel it himself.
"Black Star Dragon Balls?" Wumu asked.
"Yeah." Old Kai snorted, "Those little guys dug that thing out."
Wumu didn't answer and looked at the tea leaves in the cup. Five years, he has been here Sacred World of the Kai for five years. Old Kai He has torn through the books on the bookshelf--Compendium of Divine Techniques, Chronicle of the Gods, Divine Prohibitions, Time Patrol Law Enforcement Records. Ultra Instinct touched the threshold, Tai Chi Cloud Hands has been practiced to the extreme, and the remaining odd tendons have been opened up, and now it is Peak Inner Gang.
He himself can't tell how much combat power he has now. Ganazi broke through 300 billion three years ago, and Raditz touched the edge of 100 billion. He is so much higher than them that he is too high to bother to count.
(But not enough.)
(Breaking the Void didn't touch that step. Old Kai said that the difference is not the strength, but the law. His strength has arrived, but the Tao has not yet arrived.)
"Don't you want to go take a look?" Old Kai asked.
"I won't go." Wumu said, "There's nothing interesting to see in the early stage."
"Then what are you waiting for?"
Wumu smiled and didn't answer. He was waiting for the last dragon. Old Kai glanced at him and didn't ask any questions - he had understood clearly in the past five years, and this kid knew what he was talking about.
"Where are your two children?" Old Kai asked.
"Ganazi is meditating over there." Wumu glanced away, "Raditz is practicing Kaioken. After Super Saiyan 4 became normal, Kaioken finally became able to use it. Now he can hit twenty times, but his body can't bear it anymore."
Old Kai snorted, picked up the tea cup and took a sip. "What about you? Three hundred and sixty-five acupuncture points, how many have been opened?"
Wumu paused. "Three hundred and sixty-four."
Old Kai raised his eyebrows. "One less?"
"One less."
"Where is that one?"
Wumu shook his head. He had tried everything he could in the past five years. The eight extraordinary meridians and the twelve main meridians were unblocked. Qi moved through the body like water, but he couldn't find the last acupoint. (It's like a rope missing the last knot. You know where the knot is, but you don't know where it is.)
Old Kai didn't say any comforting words - someone like him who has lived for hundreds of thousands of years would not say that kind of thing, "It will get through naturally when it's time to get through. It's useless for you to be anxious now."
Wumu nodded. He knows.
"Where did you see your copy Chronicle of the Gods?" Old Kai asked again.
"War of the Gods. Zalama and Kenbisu."
"That paragraph was incomplete." Old Kai snorted, "I am the person involved, and there were some things I didn't dare to write when I wrote it."
Wumu raised his eyes.
"If you ask now, I won't tell you." Old Kai waved his hand, "You will understand it yourself when you Breaking the Void."
Wumu didn't ask again. I've been with this old man for five years and he said "I won't tell you", which means he really didn't tell me.
--
GT Timeline, Earth, Kami's Lookout.
Pilaf squatted on the ground in the Lookout secret room, holding a Dragon Ball in his hand, his hands shaking. "I found it. I finally found it."
Xiao Wu and Shu were behind him. Xiao Wu held up Dragon Radar, and Shu crossed his arms. "Your Majesty, is this Black Star Dragon Balls?"
"Don't call me king!" Pilaf turned back and glared at him, "Now is not the time to be happy. As soon as Shenron comes out, we will make a wish to rule the world!"
He placed the seven Dragon Ball on the ground and took a deep breath. "Come out, Shenron!"
Dragon Ball lit up. A red Shenron poked its head out from the clouds with yellow eyes. "Tell me what you want to wish for."
Pilaf swallowed and opened his mouth--
"I want--"
"Pilaf?"
A voice came from the door. Pilaf froze and turned around slowly. Standing at the door was a man in tao uniform, not tall, with frizzy hair - it was Goku. Goku came with Pan. Pan said that she felt a strange energy near Lookout, so she dragged her grandpa over to take a look.
"Why are you here?" Goku scratched his head.
Pilaf's face turned pale. Without thinking, he pointed at Goku and shouted to Shenron, "Make him smaller! Make this guy smaller!"
Shenron blinked. "As you wish."
A ray of light. Goku felt himself shrinking, and looked down at his hands - they were shorter, his feet were shorter, and his uniform was dangling. "Huh?" He turned into a ten-year-old child.
Pan poked his head out from behind Goku, was stunned for a moment, and laughed out loud, "Grandpa! You have become smaller!"
Goku looked down at his short legs, then looked up at Pilaf: "Hey! What did you do!"
Pilaf was already crawling towards the door, followed by Xiao Wu and Shu. The three of them disappeared in the blink of an eye. Goku wanted to chase, but his legs were short and he almost fell down after running two steps. Shenron had already retracted, Dragon Ball were scattered on the ground, and the stars on each Dragon Ball began to fade.
Pan picked up a Dragon Ball, tilted his head and looked at it. "Grandpa, why is this Dragon Ball so weird?"
Goku sighed. He couldn't be beaten now that he was like this.
--
Sacred World of the Kai. Ganazi came over from a distance. He is now Super Saiyan God, with red hair and the same cold face. "Master Wumu, there is no need for us to go to the other side of the earth...?"
"No need. Let them go." Wumu put down the teacup.
"But that Black Star Dragon Balls..."
"Black Star Dragon Balls is the introduction, the real thing is behind."
Ganazi didn't ask again. After following Wumu for so many years, he said "wait", which means he really has to wait.
Wumu looked up at the sky, his eyes passed through the layer of light and fell in another direction - Main Timeline. There was movement in the backhand he left. (Cell should have started over there. I don't know if they can catch it.)
He remembered the thing he left at Kami's Lookout before he left five years ago. He couldn't touch that thing, and Kami couldn't touch it either. Only Goku could take it out. It wasn't a magical secret book, it was just a paragraph - when to retreat, when to advance, and when to give your back to your companions. He bet that Goku could understand it.
In the past few years, he occasionally felt that Main Timeline. Kami and Piccolo were combined, Android 17 18 came out, Cell released them, he knew it. He didn't interfere - that was not his world, that was Goku's world, Goku had to fight it on his own.
Wumu looked away, picked up the teacup and drank the remaining bit of bitter tea. "Let's go back to the house. I'll sit there for a while."
Ganazi nodded and retreated. Wumu sat alone on the grass, the wind blowing from the everlasting light, bringing with it a bit of sweetness. He closed his eyes. It was almost time.