With his superhuman physique, Mr. Satan finally managed to squeeze to the front of the crowd.
He's a former champion in several fighting events, so he certainly has that much strength.
At the entrance of " Buu's House," a row of fully armed security personnel formed a human wall, firmly blocking the cute pink door.
The head of security was holding a megaphone, shouting at the top of his lungs to maintain order.
"Please, everyone, calm down! Don't make any noise! Mr. Buu is resting! Don't disturb him!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a deafening roar of discontent erupted from the crowd.
"What's going on? They said Mr. Buu was resting yesterday, why is he still resting today?"
"Exactly! We all came all the way from very far away!"
"Mr. Buu has been staying indoors for several days now!"
The security captain was sweating profusely and could only patiently repeat the explanation over and over again.
"Everyone, please calm down! Mr. Buu often falls into long periods of sleep; he once had a sleep record that lasted a whole month..."
These words not only failed to calm the crowd, but instead made the scene even more chaotic.
Even Mr. Satan felt it was a great pity.
He regularly participates in various fighting competitions, both large and small, to support his daughter's education at an expensive high school.
I finally managed to find some time to pursue my dream, but I was turned away.
He was quite confident, believing that with his series of competition results, the probability of being noticed by Mr. Buu was quite high; at least, compared to others, he was definitely more competitive!
He was quite confident in his abilities...
Once you can Buu, you will definitely have a much wider range of opportunities to improve, both in terms of martial arts skills and fame!
From a fighter to an even more revered martial artist!
His life, Mr. Satan's, will be completely changed!
Maybe I won't have to participate in all sorts of fighting competitions all day long just to make a living anymore!
Just as Mr. Satan was gathering his strength, preparing to use his status as a fighting champion to push forward again...
A crisp sound of high heels rang out.
A woman with long blonde hair and a slender figure walked gracefully through the privileged passage next to her.
It was Tights.
The group of enthusiastic fans who were being held back at the entrance stood in stark contrast to her.
Tights simply nodded to the security captain and walked unimpeded through the wall of people into the closed door.
"Why?! Why didn't you stop this woman?!"
Immediately, someone in the crowd pointed at Tights's back and questioned her.
The security captain shrugged, forcing a highly professional smile.
"Because Mr. Buu's house was built with her money..."
One sentence plunged the bustling scene into an eerie silence.
All the clamorous questions were silenced by this simple and brutal "money power."
at the same time.
In the boundless cosmos, the black Turles is traveling at an alarming speed.
Inside the cabin, Merus, with a solemn expression, finally explained the long-buried ancient secret to Turles.
"It was actually the Grand Supreme Kai who subdued Moro."
Turles raised an eyebrow slightly upon hearing this.
This answer was somewhat unexpected.
After all, in his mind, the so-called Grand Supreme Kai had long been absorbed by Majin Buu and turned into the chubby guy on Earth today.
He didn't hold back in raising his questions.
"If the Grand Supreme Kai is really as powerful as you say, capable of subduing that Planet-Eater..."
Turles leaned back in his chair, his arms crossed over his chest.
"And why would they be defeated by a mere Majin Buu?"
Merus gave a wry smile, as if he had expected Turles to ask this question.
He shook his head, offering the answer that had been lost to history.
"It's more accurate to say that... the Grand Supreme Kai of that time was in an extremely weak state precisely because he overexerted his divine power to seal Moro."
"And that's precisely why Majin Buu had the opportunity to seize power later on..."
So that's how it is.
Turles suddenly realized.
Just then, Turles suddenly sat up straight.
He lowered his head slightly.
However, a hint of regret was visible on his face.
He looked at Merus.
"We're afraid we'll have made a wasted trip..."
"I've already asked my wife to check the situation..."
Merus was puzzled.
What's going on?
" Buu's current condition... I'm afraid he can't help you..."
Turles shook his head slightly, a rare hint of helplessness appearing on his face.
"Perhaps... I bear some responsibility for this..."
He organized his thoughts and tried to explain the complicated situation to Merus.
"Ever since he started exercising according to the training plan I arranged for him, he's become increasingly sleepy..."
"And the kind that can't be woken up..."
Upon hearing this, Merus also fell silent.
"This is... such an inopportune time..."
He muttered to himself, his tone revealing an undisguised sense of loss.
Turles shrugged, giving him a "I can't help it" look.
Merus paused for a moment, then shook his head.
His gaze hardened once more.
"No matter what... we still need to keep Majin Buu by our side."
"Maybe she'll wake up at any time..."
Turles nodded.
That's absolutely right.
Given Majin Buu's situation, he might wake up any second because he's dreaming about something delicious.
The scene returns to Earth.
Son Gohan had long since returned to Earth from King Kai's Planet and resumed his peaceful school life.
After school, he carried his schoolbag and flew towards Mount Paozu.
The setting sun cast a long shadow over the city and mountains below.
For some reason, he always had a feeling of unease.
It was as if something was about to happen.
This feeling came quickly and went quickly, like a breeze blowing across a lake, leaving only a faint ripple.
Son Gohan shook his head, banishing this inexplicable emotion from his mind.
Perhaps I've just been too tired from practicing meditation and studying lately.
Soon, the familiar outline of Mount Paozu appeared on the horizon.
He descended and could see his own little house in the distance.
Mother Chi-Chi was hanging freshly washed clothes to dry in the yard, the afterglow of the setting sun shining on her, creating a warm and peaceful scene.
Under the parasol outside the house, a little boy, Goten, sat upright on a small stool with a small table in front of him.
A bespectacled, seemingly refined tutor is giving him a lesson.
It looks like today's lessons are almost over.
Son Gohan landed quietly from an angle where his tutor couldn't see him, straightened his slightly disheveled clothes, and then, pretending to have just walked back from the mountain path, slowly headed towards home.
Just as he arrived at his doorstep, Son Goten's lesson seemed to be coming to an end.
The tutor closed the book and gave Son Goten an approving smile.
"That's enough for today, Goten. You did a great job."
Son Goten immediately jumped off the bench, cheered, and ran towards Chi-Chi, who was hanging up clothes.
"Mom! I'm done with get out of class!"
Son Gohan also stepped forward at the opportune moment, smiling as he greeted his mother and teacher.
"Mom, I'm home."
Then he turned to the tutor and bowed politely.
"And hello to this teacher!"
The tutor adjusted his glasses, and when he saw Son Gohan, a kind smile appeared on his face.
"Oh, it's Gohan. School's over?"
Chi-Chi straightened up, wiped her hands, and looked at her two sons with a loving expression.
" Gohan's back! Come inside and wash your hands, dinner's almost ready."
Son Gohan responded, and the unease he had felt earlier completely vanished the moment he returned home and saw this peaceful scene.
Son Goten ran over and grabbed his brother's hand, "Brother, after we eat, will you take me to find Retasu and Trunks to play?"