"Piccolo, you're a Namekian, right? Do you and that Earth's Guardian have the power to unlock others' potential?"
Hearing Vegeta's words, Piccolo looked bewildered.
When did he ever have such a power?
Even if he did, it would probably only belong to Kami.
He was a demon; demons believed in themselves, not in being a supportive role.
"Kami and I separated long ago; we are two individual beings. Before you arrived, I didn't even know I was a Namekian," Piccolo said calmly.
What he meant was, if you ask him, he didn't know either!
Go ask at the Lookout.
"Kami, huh?" Vegeta thought about how these miraculous Dragon Balls were made by Kami, and he couldn't help but feel a hint of curiosity towards this Kami, who was rumored to be not very strong.
"I regret to say, Saiyan, I do not possess such an ability."
Mr. Popo, using his magic carpet, brought Earth's Guardian down to Bulma's house. Just as they arrived outside the window, they heard Vegeta's question, so Kami simply replied.
Bulma quickly opened the door, letting Kami and Mr. Popo inside.
After all, the creator of the Dragon Balls deserved some respect.
"He's very old and very weak. A Namekian like this can actually create Dragon Balls," Vegeta commented on Kami, who seemed even less impressive than the dark, seemingly attendant figure beside him.
"Please don't speak of Kami that way, Saiyan." Mr. Popo was a bit angry.
"Mr. Popo, it's alright." Kami told Mr. Popo to step back.
Kami then learned the specifics of the discussion from everyone present.
"So that's it. A combat power of 120 million is truly a despair-inducing force."
Kami looked at Piccolo with a sigh.
Perhaps, he should make a decision.
But Kami wasn't very confident whether Piccolo could defeat Frieza after they fused.
Piccolo's combat power was 3,500, and his own was a few hundred. Even if the two numbers multiplied after fusion, Piccolo couldn't possibly reach Frieza's level.
"Don't have that ability?" Vegeta wasn't too surprised, because Kami said he was sent away when he was very young. In other words, he was a Namekian who wasn't very qualified.
It was similar to Kakarot, perhaps; sent away because he was useless.
Of course, this was just Vegeta's conjecture.
After this, Vegeta inquired about the Dragon Balls.
Since they were all in the same boat, Kami didn't hide anything.
"Indeed, it can't be done." Vegeta wasn't too surprised either.
He learned from Kami that to achieve immortality, Earth's Dragon Balls had no way. If such a wish were forcibly granted, it would deplete certain things from the wish-maker, such as lifespan, potential, or bloodline.
Therefore, generally speaking, unless the creator Kami allowed it, such a wish would not succeed.
However, Vegeta also learned from Kami about something called Senzu Beans.
Although it was very different from immortality, just one bean could fully restore someone.
Didn't that practically equate to immortality?
However, the number of Senzu Beans didn't seem to be large.
"Saiyan, and other Earth warriors, although I cannot directly help you, there is something called the Hyperbolic Time Chamber at the Lookout, which might be useful to you."
Kami told everyone about the Hyperbolic Time Chamber.
"So Earth has these miraculous things." Nappa looked at Earth's Guardian with new respect.
Whether it was the Senzu Beans or this Hyperbolic Time Chamber, most high-level planets probably didn't have them.
"Hmph, only two days can be spent inside, which means two years of training."
Vegeta sneered, "With the addition of Senzu Beans, I might not be inferior to Frieza."
So, after making some preparations, everyone began to leave West City and head to Kami's Lookout.
...
Naruto World.
"This wish is very simple."
The red Divine Dragon's eyes shot out two beams of red light, illuminating Uchiha Madara.
In the blink of an eye, fragments of Uchiha Madara's Edo Tensei body began to fall off, followed by the warm sensation of blood flowing through his body.
In just a few seconds.
There was no longer any trace of Edo Tensei on Uchiha Madara.
His entire being had also returned to his peak state in his youth.
Uchiha Madara closed his eyes, feeling the vibrant life in his body. Even the abilities he had exchanged for in the group were stacked on top.
Uchiha Madara slowly opened his eyes, feeling quite emotional.
"It's even stronger than my anticipated peak state."
The red light attached to Uchiha Madara's body receded into the Divine Dragon's blood-red eyes.
"Collector of the Dragon Balls, your wish has been granted. Farewell then."
As he spoke, the Divine Dragon's entire body glowed white.
A moment later.
The Divine Dragon's outline vanished.
The seven Dragon Balls also turned into stones and fell to the ground.
"What a curious thing! Why would such a great being, capable of creating a creature like the Divine Dragon, take an interest in a small place like the Ninja World?!"
Orochimaru looked at the spot where the Divine Dragon disappeared, then glanced at Sasuke beside him.
According to the information he had gathered from Sasuke and Madara.
Uchiha Madara was an early member of the group, practically a veteran, and his status was above Sasuke's. Why would the Group Leader set the mission target as Sasuke, while the much stronger Uchiha Madara was Sasuke's assistant?
"Could it be that the female Group Leader is interested in Sasuke?"
Orochimaru shook his head, dismissing his own thought.
How could such a great being have desires similar to those between men and women?
Even if she did, she could resolve them herself.
"Sasuke, let me see how far you can go!" Orochimaru mused, observing Uchiha Sasuke.
Meanwhile, Uchiha Sasuke's gaze fell upon Uchiha Madara.
"Madara, how do you feel?"
"Better than ever before, more delightful than when I stabbed you in the heart during the Fourth Ninja World War."
Uchiha Sasuke: "..."
"What about the Rinnegan?"
"Heh heh~" Uchiha Madara's black eyes in their sockets transformed into Three Tomoe, instantly changing into the shape of an Eternal Mangekyo, then the eternal pupils vanished, turning into swirling patterns.
"Foolish Sasuke, when you have eyes like mine, then come find me!"
How was Sasuke supposed to respond to that?
Sasuke's mouth twitched. His Mangekyo met the Rinnegan, which gave him considerable pressure, and he retorted, "So what if it's a Rinnegan? You're still just like me, cannon fodder that the Group Leader can instantly defeat."
Uchiha Madara: "..."
Uchiha Sasuke was indeed very punchable; he completely lacked the wonderful feeling of Izuna.
"Hey, Madara, what if you died again, plucked out your Rinnegan, and then revived with the Dragon Balls? Wouldn't we have an extra pair of Rinnegan?" A brilliant idea suddenly flashed through Sasuke's mind.
Uchiha Madara was speechless upon hearing this: "Using the Dragon Balls once costs 5,000 points, and the second use doubles the points."
10,000 points! How many things could he buy with that? Did he really have to use the Dragon Balls?
And for just a mere pair of Rinnegan.
If it weren't for reviving, for Hashi… bah, for helping you, Uchiha Sasuke, I wouldn't have come back to life so quickly.
Seeing Sasuke's eager expression, Uchiha Madara explained: "The Rinnegan isn't worth 5,000 points. Of course, if you want to do that, you can. Summon the Divine Dragon, and I'll dig out my Rinnegan for you."
"Then, you can wish for the Divine Dragon to repair my eyes."
"But is there any meaning in doing that?"
Uchiha Madara spread his hands, "Uchiha Sasuke, you need to think bigger. For the Rinnegan, let Orochimaru help you. With a bit of time, he can definitely make it happen. Why waste the Dragon Balls?"
"If you want the Rinnegan, Nagato has a pair. When the time comes, just go take them.
...
At the Lookout, Vegeta fell into contemplation, looking at the slender, green-skinned Divine Dragon in the sky.
Vegeta had watched Uchiha Madara's live broadcast of his wish in its entirety.
It was the same one-to-seven-star Dragon Balls, the same Divine Dragon, and the same phrasing: "Any wish can be granted."
He couldn't say it was exactly like the Lookout's Divine Dragon, but it was pretty close.
Were the two truly unrelated?