Wumu and Ganazi slowly walked towards Son Goku and sat on a stone bench next to him.
Son Goku was busy eating food, his cheeks were bulging, looking quite funny. His mouth was full and he asked vaguely to Wumu: "Will you be here soon?"
Wumu smiled and shook his head, reminding softly. "Don't talk when eating, Goku."
He paused and continued, "We came here to practice practice two days ago."
Son Goku quickly swallowed the food in his mouth, with a satisfied expression on his face. He stretched and said, "Ah~ it's so comfortable. But, Wumu, you are really weird. Isn't your original hair good-looking? Why did it suddenly change to white?"
He blinked curiously and stared at Wumu's hair.
"..."
Wumu felt helpless in his heart and complained, "Don't worry, you don't change your hair color as often as you Saiyan."
As soon as the topic changed, Wumu couldn't help coughing twice and tried to change the topic. "Ahem, let's not talk about this anymore. Goku, World Martial Arts Tournament, what are your plans after this is over?"
Son Goku's expression suddenly became serious, and he said seriously, "This time on World Martial Arts Tournament, Kami said that King Piccolo's son will also participate. When the time comes, I will resolve this grudge, and I will continue to practice in the future."
Wumu pondered for a moment, and a glimmer of thought flashed in his eyes, "Well, Goku, I have an idea. I want to build a martial arts gym so that ordinary people can learn martial arts. Although I have not experienced the incident of King Piccolo, I have heard about it. If ordinary people can master some self-defense skills, it will be safer. I would like to invite you to be the instructor of my martial arts gym."
Son Goku touched the back of his head, a hint of excitement flashed in his eyes. "Oh, can I come to you often to practice?"
Wumu nodded and replied with a smile, "Of course."
Son Goku After hearing this, a bright smile appeared on his face, "Then I agree."
Wumu also smiled back, and the two of them just sat there, watching Son Goku continue to enjoy his food.
This decision was not made at Shi Xing. In the days of Hyperbolic Time Chamber, Wumu had already considered this issue.
He understood that after traveling to the world of "Dragon Ball", the plot here was no longer a simple plot of the original work, and there was no need to follow the development of the plot carefully.
Now, Wumu is no longer worried about the threat of Frieza, because Ganazi can deal with Frieza alone. Wumu is more worried about the opinions of high-level gods such as Whis.
He did not believe that the controller of this world would not notice that he came to this world. And Whis often observed the dynamics of the universe.
Therefore, after Frieza's pressure disappeared, Wumu decided to relax and live a good life in this world.
As for the gods, they cannot be surpassed in a short time, so just enjoy life with confidence and boldness.
After all, since he came to this world, he has been practicing with tense nerves, and now it's time to relax.
As the sun sets, the afterglow shines on the horizon, and the golden-red light shines on the faces of Wumu and Ganazi.
Mr. Popo came over with plates of deliciously delicious food, placed them in front of the two of them, and then stepped back politely.
Wumu picked up the tableware elegantly and chewed every bite of delicious food carefully. His movements were leisurely and unhurried, as if he was enjoying a recital just for his taste buds.
For him, this meal is more like an appreciation of delicious food than a simple feeling of fullness.
In contrast, Ganazi is completely different. His eating appearance is the same as that of Son Goku. He devours it voraciously, as if there is a sense of urgency driving him. The food is quickly reduced under his attack, as if these delicacies are just a tool for his energy supply.
The contrast between the two of them is like stillness and movement in a storm, each showing their attitude towards food in different ways.
After the meal, Ganazi and Son Goku were lying on the ground, their stomachs bulging as high as hills. Son Goku stretched out his hand and patted his stomach, sighing with satisfaction, "Ah~ you can eat so well, you are the second person I have ever seen who can eat."
"Can you eat the second one?" Ganazi's heart skipped a beat, "There won't be another Saiyan, right?"
He sat up and asked curiously, "Who is he?"
Hey!
Son Goku stood up straight, a flash of memory flashed in his eyes, "That was also a very powerful guy, his name is Yajirobe, hehe, he is also a very good friend."
"By the way, my name is Son Goku. I still don't know what your name is?" Son Goku asked curiously.
Ganazi was silent for a while, he glanced at Son Goku, then lowered his head in thought.
He thought to himself, "This person's name is Son Goku, which is not the name of Saiyan, and that Yajirobe does not look like the name of Saiyan either. But Wumu Lord E also said that Son Goku is Saiyan, which shows that he may have given up the identity of Saiyan for some reason, or forgotten it."
Ganazi turned to look at Wumu, who was looking at them with a smile.
Ganazi turned around, stood up, patted the dust on his body, and murmured to himself, "Well, it doesn't have much to do with me. I am now a follower of Master Wumu. I only need to consider following Master Wumu."
Then he said to Son Goku, "My name is Ganazi."
At this time, Wumu came forward and said to Son Goku, "Okay, Goku, hurry up and practice. World Martial Arts Tournament will go and watch when the time comes. If we have anything else to do, we will leave first."
Wumu Just heard the name Yajirobe, and my heart moved, thinking of this Senzu Bean Ravagers.
He had been focusing on getting stronger before and didn't pay much attention to the original plot. Now he has to quickly see how many Senzu Bean there are.
Although Wumu can now Healing Technique, the treatment effect is not as fast as Senzu Bean.
Son Goku nodded, Wumu said to Mr. Popo, "Mr. Popo, let's leave first. Please help me talk to Kami. We can leave after World Martial Arts Tournament is over."
Mr. Popo responded expressionlessly.
Wumu took Ganazi Instant Transmission to Korin Tower below Lookout, leaving behind an afterglow of silence and thought.
Korin Tower.
Master Korin Standing aside, he was eating small dried fish with satisfaction while observing every detail with his tiny eyes.
Not far away from him, Tien Shinhan, Yamcha and Krillin are practicing with concentration.
Their movements were smooth and powerful, each punch was accompanied by the whistling sound of the wind, and each step was accompanied by slight tremors on the ground.
Yajirobe seemed a little bored. He lazily held the Senzu Bean jar, throwing up a Senzu Bean from time to time, and then catching it deftly.
At this moment, there was a sudden twisting wave in the air, and the figures of Ganazi and Wumu appeared in front of everyone instantly.
This sudden change made Tien Shinhan and others who were practicing suddenly turn their heads, their eyes full of vigilance and curiosity.
Yamcha and Krillin were even more surprised. They rubbed their eyes and carefully looked at the unfamiliar appearance of Wumu.
Krillin spoke hesitantly, with a hint of uncertainty in his voice, "U...Wumu?"