Standing before the grand gates of the Capsule Corporation's manor, Son Gohan's heart pounded with apprehension.
He didn't even know what Dragon Radar was.
I agreed to that strange guy's offer out of spite and without much thought...
Now I'm too embarrassed to back out.
Just as he steeled himself and prepared to ring the doorbell...
The futuristic metal door suddenly slid open automatically with a "whoosh".
In the courtyard, Dr. Brief was leisurely sipping a cup of coffee, with several cats in various poses beside him.
When the professor saw Son Gohan, a kind smile appeared on his face, as if he had expected him to come.
Gohan!
"Oh, you've come at the perfect time."
Dr. Brief smiled and pulled a small, disc-shaped instrument from his person.
He casually shoved the disc-shaped device into Son Gohan's hand.
"Here's the Dragon Radar you wanted. Take it and play with it, but remember not to break it."
"..."
Son Gohan appeared on the street, holding the Dragon Radar with a blank expression.
The little head was momentarily confused.
If he can't figure it out, he'll just stop thinking about it.
I secretly rejoiced that I hadn't messed things up!
Now I can finally keep my bet with that purple-haired guy!
He immediately rode his Flying Nimbus back to the place he had agreed to meet Trunks.
Outside a cave in the wilderness.
Trunks was pacing back and forth anxiously.
In the distance, a familiar golden cloud finally appeared in the sky.
Trunks ' body tensed instantly, his sharp eyes locking onto the descending cloud.
Son Gohan jumped off the Flying Nimbus and handed over the Dragon Radar as if presenting a treasure.
Here, this is what you wanted.
He wore a bright smile and tried to explain again to this prickly fellow.
"Now you believe me, right? Aunt Bulma's family are all very easy to talk to. This world really isn't as scary as you say!"
However, Trunks ' attention was completely drawn to the disc.
He grabbed the Dragon Radar and expertly pressed the button on top.
The screen lit up instantly, and several flashing yellow dots appeared clearly against the soft green grid background.
"Very good!"
Trunks ' eyes flashed with wild joy, completely ignoring Son Gohan's incessant explanations.
It's true!
It's a real Dragon Radar!
"With this, we can... as long as we collect Dragon Ball..."
Trunks gripped the Dragon Radar tightly.
I'm overjoyed!
He no longer had time to concern himself with what strange things were about Earth in this time and space.
Artificial humans and peace are no longer important!
If they can find the Dragon Ball and make a wish, their ravaged and near-destruction world can be saved!
This immense joy overwhelmed him.
Trunks was so excited that he even forgot to say a simple thank you.
He turned and shouted into the cave, "Let's go!"
The next second, he transformed into a streak of light, soaring into the sky and disappearing into the horizon in an instant.
Only Son Gohan was left, standing alone in the same spot.
"Us?"
Who is that?
"What a strange guy..."
Son Gohan and let out a long sigh.
"They didn't even say thank you."
"Never mind, if we don't go back soon, Mom will worry..."
He shook his head, jumped back onto the Flying Nimbus, and slowly flew towards Mount Paozu.
High in the sky, above the clouds.
The highest point on Earth, the Kami's Lookout.
Above the white palace shrouded in mist, the Kami leaned on his wooden cane, his gaze deep and penetrating, as if he could pierce through layers of clouds and look down upon everything happening in the mortal realm.
Mr. Popo stood quietly behind him, his dark face revealing an undisguised worry.
" Kami lord, are you trying to lure those two mysterious children here?"
Mr. Popo finally couldn't hold back any longer and asked the question.
Just now, the reason why Dr. Brief was able to take out the Dragon Radar so decisively and even wait at the door in advance was because Kami secretly instructed him through telepathy.
The Kami nodded slightly, his gaze remaining fixed on the two rapidly moving, scorching auras below.
Since the ultimate goal of these two children is to find the Dragon Ball...
So, as long as they follow the Dragon Radar's guidance, they will eventually discover that one of the Dragon Ball lies quietly in the deepest part of the Kami's Lookout.
"But, Kami lord, wouldn't it be dangerous to do that?"
Mr. Popo's brow furrowed, his voice filled with worry.
"Those two children, no matter what, possess extremely terrifying power... Even the Super Defender created by Dr. Gero couldn't do anything about them."
"I understand your concerns, Mr. Popo."
The Kami slowly turned around, a gentle smile appearing on his face, which was covered with the wrinkles of time.
"Based on my observations over the past few days, although these two children possess dangerous power, act recklessly, and are extremely wary, they are not inherently evil."
In the Kami's mind, the face of Son Goten, which was almost identical to that of Goku, appeared, and his eyes became somewhat complicated.
"Especially that kid... whether it's his appearance or the style of his martial arts uniform, he's inextricably linked to Goku."
Upon hearing this, Mr. Popo also fell into deep thought.
"Some things, you might not understand just by looking at them from above."
The Kami ' gaze once again turned to the distant depths below.
"I think I still need to talk to them in person."
On Earth, two streaks of light moved back and forth at extremely high speeds.
Trunks gripped the Dragon Radar tightly in his hand.
High in the sky, amidst a sea of clouds.
Trunks and Son Goten moved swiftly through the thick clouds like two silent phantoms.
Guided by the Dragon Radar, the two quickly collected one Dragon Ball after another.
In just half a day, they had already acquired all six Dragon Ball.
Son Goten was having a blast. Every time he found a Dragon Ball, he would shout excitedly, as if he were the world's greatest treasure hunter.
Until only one last flashing yellow dot remained on the Dragon Radar screen.
Last hope!
" Trunks, only one left!"
Holding the One-Star Ball of Trunks, Son Goten approached him, his face filled with anticipation.
Trunks stared at the lone, flickering dot on the Dragon Radar screen, then glanced at the direction the pointer was pointing.
It was an ancient and remote primeval forest that wasn't even marked in detail on any map.
"It's right there!"
Trunks ' face was also beaming with a smile.
"Let's go!"