The sky outside gradually darkened.
The group arrived together in an empty room of the Lookout.
With a brief explanation from Tights and Mr. Popo.
The Earth warriors gradually came to understand the current situation.
"Hahaha."
Yamcha's laughter suddenly rang out.
"Then everything's alright..."
"Isn't that Goku's brother?"
"He must be a good person..."
Yamcha smiled and looked around, only to find that no one else was smiling.
His smile vanished instantly.
"Cough cough."
"I was just kidding..."
Krillin scratched his head and sighed.
"Well... according to Tights... what my sister said, Goku's brother doesn't sound like a good person in the traditional sense, but... he doesn't seem like a bad person either..."
"The problem now is that we don't know why he took the Kami into that spiritual time chamber."
"And according to Mr. Popo, they've been inside for almost half a year now..."
"Can we go in and take a look too?"
Faced with Krillin's question, Mr. Popo slowly shook his head.
" The Hyperbolic Time Chamber can only hold a maximum of two people. If a third person enters, the exit will disappear, and they will never be able to get out..."
"Besides, the Kami is still alive; if he were dead, I would know."
" Kami and that person have been living peacefully together in the Hyperbolic Time Chamber for so long, it's probably best if we don't act recklessly."
Everyone nodded in agreement upon hearing this.
"By the way, I haven't had a chance to ask yet, who is that guy?" Tien Shinhan looked at Cacao, who had been standing motionless at the door since the beginning.
"He's Cacao, one of Turles's subordinates. He's supposedly a man-made war machine from some planet, only obeying Turles's orders, and that's how it is."
"Weapons of war?" Tien Shinhan looked surprised upon hearing this.
"So, he was born to fight?"
"But I can't sense his aura. Is it because he's an artificial human?"
Son Goku also looked curious.
"Yes, I noticed it from the beginning. Although I couldn't sense his aura, he looked very powerful."
As he spoke, he strode towards Cacao.
"Um, how are you?"
Is there something you need?
Cacao turned his head slightly to the side.
"So you can talk! Well, I wanted to ask, are you very good at fighting?"
The optical units on Cacao's face flashed red light.
I quickly scanned the room.
It comes with its own energy detection module, although it is not as accurate as Scouter.
However, simply judging their strength is still a piece of cake.
Then that synthesized, electronic-sounding voice came through again.
"Compared to you, my judgment is correct."
Upon hearing this,
Son Goku's eyes shone brightly.
Tien Shinhan and Krillin, who were behind them, also looked at each other in bewilderment.
Cacao's meaning couldn't be clearer.
That means he's stronger than everyone else present.
He is one of the most outstanding martial artists on Earth today.
A fighting spirit ignited Central City the eyes of everyone, including Yamcha.
To be honest, if the person in front of them right now were Turles, they probably wouldn't have any fighting spirit at all.
It is precisely because of Cacao's unique status as a homunculus that they are unable to discern the difference between the two.
Therefore, there was not much fear.
Son Goku took a big step forward, closing the distance between himself and Cacao.
"That's wonderful!" Son Goku raised his voice, "Come and fight me!"
The optical detection units on Cacao's face flashed a cold red light.
"I refuse," she said curtly.
"Why don't you fight? You just said you were very powerful," Son Goku pressed.
Cacao's voice was flat and even, "You are neither elimination targets nor combat targets. Your engagement is inconsistent with current core instructions."
After saying that, the red war machine took a half step back, adopting a defensive stance that completely refused to continue the conversation.
Son Goku wasn't buying it at all.
His Saiyan fighting spirit had long been boiling over.
He doesn't understand any of those instructions or commands.
Son Goku started circling around Cacao.
As he walked, he reached out and tapped the heavy armor on Cacao's arm.
It made a dull clanging sound.
"Such a hard material," Son Goku exclaimed, then circled back to face Cacao.
"Don't worry, I absolutely won't get serious." Son Goku gestured with his chin towards Cacao, "How about we stop here?"
Cacao stood still, without answering.
He didn't quite understand the concept of stopping short of making a point.
"Hey, hey, hey, I'm talking to this red robot guy."
"You're being too confident. If you're so sure of your abilities, why are you holding back and afraid to make a move?"
Yamcha joined the challenge.
Cacao's synthesized voice rang out again.
He was still speaking to Son Goku.
"Meaningless battles will cause unnecessary energy consumption for the machine."
"According to Lord Turles ' highest priority instructions."
"The primary task is to ensure Ms. Tights's personal safety, and she must remain on standby."
"The order of battle must be extended to after the escort mission; any requests for sparring are invalid."
No matter how much Son Goku and the others tried to persuade them.
Cacao stopped responding.
This kind of passive-aggressive behavior left Son Goku and his companions completely helpless.
During this time, Yamcha also made a dangerous suggestion.
That means directly attacking Cacao and forcing him to make a move.
But it was undoubtedly rejected by Mr. Popo.
"Forget it, he's a robot, he only takes orders. You bunch of belligerents, just stay out of trouble."
Bulma stepped in to smooth things over.
Then he looked at Tights.
"Sister, so he was Little Son's older brother who stayed behind to protect you?"
Bulma looked at her older sister with a meaningful smile.
"Speaking of which! Isn't the relationship between your sister and Little Son's brother a little unusual?"
Looking at her younger sister's sly smile.
Tights, couldn't manage a smile.
It's less accurate to say that Turles had Cacao protect him and more accurate to say that Kakao was monitoring him.
Isn't that extraordinary?
That wretched guy!
Isn't it just that he's afraid he'll tell the Galactic Patrol something he shouldn't!
In fact, she no longer has that intention.
During the time I spent with Turles.
She could indeed sense that Turles wasn't the person she had initially thought.
With a deeper understanding of Frieza Force, coupled with the revelations from the Grand Elder.
As her curiosity about Turles grew, her opinion of him gradually changed.
But!
However, the other party remained wary of her, just as they had been at the beginning.
And he still wants me to work for him!
There's absolutely no sincerity involved...
Well, it seems sincerity isn't valued there; only fists matter...