In this stagnant atmosphere.
Snap, snap, snap...
A crisp, rhythmic clapping sounded leisurely from mid-air, breaking the eerie silence in an instant.
Everyone instinctively looked in the direction of the sound.
A figure was seen slowly descending from directly above the venue.
He stood tall and straight, with a restrained aura, yet he exuded an unyielding pressure, as if he were the sole ruler of this world.
The moment the staff saw who it was, they immediately stopped what they were doing, stood up straight, and showed the utmost respect.
On the tarmac, the five members of the Ginyu Force were visibly shaken.
Their previously contorted postures eased slightly, and the five people's bodies simultaneously straightened.
When Turles landed lightly on his feet and came to them.
The five people bowed in unison at a ninety-degree angle, their voices booming like bells, filled with fervor.
"General!"
Turles, with a gentle smile on his face, stepped forward and offered a hand in a gesture of support.
His movements were natural, revealing a concern for his subordinates.
"I didn't expect you to come in person as a delegation."
"I heard you were on your way to the West Galaxy, thank you for your hard work!"
Upon hearing this, Captain Ginyu trembled with excitement. He suddenly raised his head, his face a mixture of fear and fervor, and shouted back.
"No! It is my greatest honor and duty to share the burdens of Your Majesty and the General!"
He stood tall, continuing to pledge his loyalty.
"In order to learn from the General's advanced experience at his base, I have already handed over all the cleanup work in the West Galaxy to the Abo and Cado Brothers overnight!"
"It will absolutely not delay the legion's expansion!"
These words made Turles smile and nod, expressing his high approval of their attitude and work efficiency.
"By the way, what has Your Majesty been busy with lately?"
"I think I can't get in touch with him anymore?"
Captain Ginyu shook his head slightly, "Reporting to the General!"
"We've been stationed away from home for most of the year, so we don't really have much news about the King. We only heard from Mr. Zarbon before we came that the King hasn't been involved in the legion's affairs for a long time and doesn't want outsiders to disturb him!"
Turles nodded with interest upon hearing this.
That guy's back to being a hands-off manager!
The secrecy surrounding it suggests intense competition is brewing...
It was during this harmonious conversation that...
A small figure slipped out silently from behind Son Gohan and darted to the feet of the Ginyu Force in the blink of an eye.
Retasu was filled with intense curiosity about these strangely-looking aliens.
He stretched out his chubby little hand and curiously tugged at Burter's long blue trouser leg.
Burter stiffened, but stubbornly maintained his military posture, remaining completely still.
Then, Retasu wobbled up to Guldo, stuck out his index finger, and curiously poked his round, green belly.
"Pfft."
Guldo frowned slightly, his eyes rolling back in exasperation at the poking. His first instinct was to use his meager superpowers to move the unruly brat away.
But in front of General Turles, the captain did not give the order; he held back, afraid to move lest he accidentally disrupt the formation.
He grabbed Retasu by the back of his collar and lifted him into the air like a kitten.
Retasu suddenly levitated, his limbs flailing wildly in the air like he was paddling, and he protested loudly in a childish voice.
"Daddy, you're such a bad guy! Let me go! Let me go!"
dad?!
The five members of the Ginyu Force froze, their pupils contracting sharply, their minds reeling with a tidal wave of emotions.
This... this brat who randomly pulls their trouser legs and pokes their bellies...
He's the general's son?!
Panting heavily, Son Gohan finally ran over from a distance.
Seeing that Turles was holding Retasu, who was gesturing wildly, he immediately lowered his head guiltily and stammered an apology.
"Uncle... I... I couldn't keep an eye on him... He ran too fast."
Turles casually placed Retasu back next to Son Gohan, patted Gohan on the shoulder, and spoke in a nonchalant yet helpless tone.
"It's alright, this kid's happy to follow you."
"If he runs far away, don't chase after him; he'll come back on his own."
After landing, Retasu made a face at Turles's back in dissatisfaction, then grabbed Son Gohan's leg and peeked out from behind, continuing to curiously observe the Ginyu Force were still sweating profusely, with his big, dark eyes.
After calming down this minor family incident, Turles ' gaze swept past the crowd and landed on something not far away.
On Majin Buu's body.
He walked straight toward Majin Buu.
"Let's go, Buu."
Turles stopped in front of Majin Buu.
I came here today specifically to see you.
Majin Buu blinked his beady eyes in confusion, seemingly not understanding the deeper meaning behind Turles' words.
He instinctively clutched his pocket, fearing that Turles had come to confiscate his chocolates.
Turles ignored Buu's possessive behavior and just muttered to himself.
"The time... should be about right..."
Turles, leading Majin Buu, flew straight away from the noisy and bustling venue.
Below, the Ginyu Force were still confused by the general's departure, while the staff at the venue, after a brief commotion, returned to their intense preparations.
The two of them, one in front of the other, transformed into two streaks of light and quickly left the bustling base, arriving at a secluded wilderness with jagged rocks and few people around.
Not a blade of grass grows here; the howling wind whips up sand and stones, creating a mournful sound, filling the air with deathly silence and desolation.
Turles slowly landed on a flat boulder and stopped.
Majin Buu also landed, looking around curiously, not understanding why Turles had brought him to such a place.
Turles turned around to face Majin Buu.
" Buu."
"Huh?" Majin Buu blinked nervously, thinking he had done something wrong again and was about to be criticized.
"Do you remember that move I taught you back on Earth?"
Majin Buu tilted his head, immediately remembered, and nodded.
"That's the green guy's move!"
"Next, I'll work with you to expel that thing from your body!"
"If this succeeds, your daily snack allowance will be doubled!"
"Do you understand?"
The confusion on Majin Buu's face vanished instantly.
" Buu understands!"
" Buu wants double the chocolate!"
"And double the pudding!"
Turles nodded in satisfaction.
"Let's begin."
For a moment, the wilderness fell silent.
Only the wind was howling.
Majin Buu's body swayed slightly, and the tentacles on his head swayed unconsciously, but there was no other movement.
He seems to be... asleep.
Turles stood aside, observing patiently.
He wasn't in a hurry.
When Kami separated King Piccolo from his body, it was an extremely painful and lengthy process.
The situation with Majin Buu might be a bit more complicated...