"I, we didn't think of that," Krillin said nervously.
"Yeah, we were really anxious too, but we just didn't realize we could do it this way, sigh." Yamcha walked over, wanting to pat Gohan's shoulder, but hesitated.
"Gohan, we were wrong," Piccolo said.
Gohan stood up, his gaze sweeping over everyone's faces one by one.
The group felt guilty, but this time they didn't try to avoid it.
They looked ready to accept Gohan's scolding.
Gohan took a deep breath and said calmly, "Let's leave it at that. I've scolded you all, so consider us even."
"..."
He then turned and walked toward Chiaotzu.
Chiaotzu was even shorter than Krillin.
However, since he was floating in the air, Gohan didn't need to crouch down.
"Chiaotzu, long time no see."
"It has been a long time, Gohan."
"Gohan, wasn't your tail cut off before?"
Chiaotzu tilted his head, looking at the bushy tail behind Gohan.
"It grew back. I think it looks pretty cool, so I didn't cut it off."
"I think it looks cool too."
"Good taste." Gohan gave him a thumbs up.
He turned to the group of uncles and asked, "Are you all working for King Yemma now?"
Piccolo answered him, "They came over to help because there are too many souls in the Other World right now. I refused to help, so I'm a free agent; otherwise, I would have been stuck here in King Yemma's palace just now."
"I see."
Gohan nodded and continued, "I want to ask you uncles a question: If, and I mean if, there was a way to resurrect you, would you want to come back to life?"
"Resurrection?" It was a strange and distant word.
Krillin thought for a moment and spoke first: "I really wanted to at first, but in the past few years, I haven't been obsessed with it anymore. It's the same no matter where we are, and now that we're dead, we can be immortal. Look, we still look exactly like we did over ten years ago."
"But I'll have to see what they do. If they all come back to life, then I'll come back too."
Yamcha also said, "I'm the same as Krillin, hahaha."
Chiaotzu followed up, "I'll follow Tien."
Gohan looked at Tien Shinhan.
Tien Shinhan said, "If resurrection is possible, then I'd still choose to come back..."
"What about you, Uncle Piccolo?"
Piccolo paused for a moment and said, "I want to be resurrected. Being dead has too many limitations, like... well, in short, I want to come back. I've missed too much these past years, and I can't afford to miss any more."
"Okay, good." Gohan nodded. "In that case, it seems you all want to be resurrected. Then just wait for my good news. I believe that day won't be too far off."
Looking at King Yemma, who was eagerly awaiting him, and the massive army of souls that had once again formed countless long lines.
Gohan said, "You all go back to your duties first. I still have someone else to see."
"Alright, sure." The others dispersed, but only Piccolo remained.
Piccolo asked, "Gohan, are you planning to look for Vegeta?"
"Yes, that's right. As expected of Uncle Piccolo, absolutely brilliant," Gohan chuckled, looking at Piccolo, who only had two antennae on his head.
"Good, then go ahead," Piccolo said.
"Goodbye, Uncle Piccolo."
"Goodbye."
Gohan sensed Vegeta's energy and instantly teleported over with a whoosh.
Vegeta was flying aimlessly through the air of Hell, like a walking corpse.
Hell was deserted at the moment.
All the mortal enemies who had opposed him in the past were completely gone, leaving him with a sense of loneliness and emptiness. How was he supposed to spend his future days?
Whoosh!
Gohan's figure appeared out of thin air, positioned directly in front of him.
Vegeta nearly crashed into him.
"Who?" Caught completely off guard, Vegeta jumped in surprise and shot back several meters before realizing it was Gohan.
"Gohan, what are you doing here?" Vegeta demanded loudly.
Vegeta's First Rule: No matter how strong you are, my aura is the strongest.
Gohan crossed his arms and looked at him, saying, "Oh, Uncle Vegeta, where is all this hostility coming from? What's wrong? I haven't offended you, have I?"
"If you have something to say, spit it out," Vegeta said coldly, glaring at him.
I'm calling you 'Uncle' out of respect, but if I didn't respect you... never mind.
"I want to learn how to make an Artificial Moon," Gohan stated.
Vegeta glanced sideways at Gohan's tail and said with a touch of arrogance, "Why should I teach you?"
Gohan's mouth twitched.
He raised his hand, palm open toward Vegeta, and a surging, immense energy immediately gathered, quickly condensing into a destructive force.
"If you don't teach me, you might die," Gohan said, narrowing his eyes at him.
"..."
Watching the energy about to slam into his face, Vegeta's mood became extremely complicated.
Considering Gohan's upbringing... fine, this personality made sense.
You darn Kakarot, raising such an outrageous brat.
"Fine, I'll teach you," Vegeta said.
"Then I'll trouble you, Uncle Vegeta." Gohan withdrew his hand, his face beaming with smiles.
"..."
The two flew down and landed on a patch of dark red ground.
Vegeta began explaining the principle of the Artificial Moon to Gohan.
The Artificial Moon is actually quite simple; virtually every Saiyan who grew up on Planet Vegeta knows how to make one.
It was not some forbidden secret.
Its principle is also very simple.
By fusing one's own energy sphere with oxygen, one creates an artificial moon similar to the real moon.
This allows it to emit more than 17 million Zeno units of Blutz Waves, meeting the requirement for a Saiyan to transform into a Great Ape.
Vegeta only explained it once, and Gohan had already grasped the key points and successfully created an Artificial Moon.
At this very moment, a bright, sparkling Artificial Moon hung high in the sky over Hell.
Gohan looked up, and his heart pounded like a drum.
Vegeta, standing nearby, was scared out of his wits.
He had been chased by Gohan when the boy transformed into a Great Ape before, and he knew that Gohan lost his mind after transforming.
Playing such a high-stakes game now—who wouldn't be afraid?
Just as he was preparing to sneak away, he saw Gohan, who was about to transform, crush the Artificial Moon in the sky.
He had stopped his own transformation.
Well, he still had his wits about him. Vegeta didn't know what to say.
The restored Gohan turned to Vegeta and said, "Since you have a physical body now, Uncle Vegeta, you should also work hard to get stronger, if only to set an example for your son."
Vegeta scoffed, "Hmph, I don't need you to tell me that."
"Alright then, goodbye." Gohan smiled and vanished with an Instant Transmission, leaving Vegeta standing there, dumbfounded.
A moment later, he gritted his teeth. "Those despicable Kakarot father and son."
Then he turned and flew off; he was going to train.
King Kai's Planet.
Gohan appeared out of thin air.
He looked at Chi-Chi and the Ox-King, who were sitting on chairs, completely out of breath, and thought that 10 times gravity was indeed too much for them.
Although Chi-Chi and the Ox-King were martial artists, they were not yet capable of moving freely in a 10x gravity environment.
Seeing Gohan appear, Chi-Chi struggled to stand up, but found it difficult to walk over.
"Gohan, you're finally back."
"Yes, I'm back, Mom," Gohan replied, quickly walking toward her and helping her sit down again.
"Just sit; standing is too tiring."
"Mhm, okay." Chi-Chi sat down again.
Just then, Goku ran out of the house.
"Wow, Gohan, you're so strong now! How about we fight sometime when you're free?" He looked excited, clearly impatient.
"Oh, sure," Gohan said, looking at him and smiling.
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