Chapter 250 Is this the weakness you mentioned?
Master Roshi was excited. This guy actually still had a weakness?
Uzumaki Naruto was indeed mysterious.
But mysterious was good; if there was a weakness, then targeting it would be much simpler.
An excited heart, trembling hands.
This call was indeed not a mistake.
"God!"
Master Roshi: "???"
"What are you saying? How could King Piccolo's weakness be God?"
Master Roshi was speechless.
He felt that Uzumaki Naruto was toying with him.
God was God, and King Piccolo was King Piccolo. How could the two be lumped together?
"But, would Naruto lie to me?"
Master Roshi fell into deep thought.
Although it was incredible, from his many years of experience, Naruto was unlikely to lie to him.
Could it be... Master Roshi fell silent.
Could it really be as Uzumaki Naruto said, that Piccolo's weakness was God?
But then again, why would God be King Piccolo's weakness?
"Can you elaborate?"
Master Roshi felt that if God made a move, King Piccolo would definitely not escape.
Oh right,
Why didn't God make a move?
Was there some unspeakable secret involved?
"It's nothing much, just that God and Piccolo share the same origin; if one dies, the other will also die."
Clatter!
The phone cord slipped from his hand, and Master Roshi's mouth hung open.
It's over.
This secret, I won't be silenced, will I?
"Well, uh, let's just say I didn't make a call today."
Master Roshi coughed dryly, and said indifferently, "I'm going to find a way to eliminate King Piccolofirst."
Naruto: "..."
6!
He left really fast.
However... Naruto looked up, gazing at the sky outside.
He wondered if God was currently looking down on the human world.
If so, could he see or hear his phone call with Master Roshi?
"King Piccolo came out so early, it's really—"
Putting down the phone, Naruto shook his head.
He put on a helpful demeanor, enjoying a happy life.
Naruto shrugged.
This world had nothing to do with him; he just needed to proceed steadily.
In other words, what good would it do him to step forward now?
Working himself to death for nothing.
"Even if I do make a move, I need to find the most suitable opportunity."
Teasing Son Goku a little, Naruto smiled faintly.
"Sigh, when did I become so good at scheming?"
Naruto sighed, "Indeed, people do grow up. I no longer have the impulsiveness I once did."
Nine-Tailed, who had been listening on Naruto's shoulder the whole time: "..."
"Haven't you always been so good at scheming?"
Nine-Tailed couldn't help but retort, "Ever since you met me, you've been messing with people's minds non-stop."
Scheming?
That's just child's play.
Naruto stared coolly at Nine-Tailed.
Nine-Tailed shivered, wrapped its tail around itself, shrunk its entire body into its tail, and with a thought, slipped into space.
"It's nothing serious, it's very safe, don't worry."
Facing Son Gohan's worried expression, Narutocomforted him and turned to leave.
Son Gohan: "..."
Did he really think he was old?
Alright.
He was old.
He didn't have the longevity of Master Roshi, and it was true that he was almost in his grave, but don't treat me like I'm not a Martial Artist.
Martial Artists have sharp ears and eyes.
He had heard it, King Piccolo.
Taking a deep breath, Son Gohan's expression was solemn.
He had heard Master Roshi mention this person's name, and it had caused a great sensation at the time.
Son Gohan was troubled.
He had just begun to experience the joy of being a grandfather, and now he encountered such a thing.
Truly... "But looking at Naruto, he seems confident, and he knows so many secrets, so perhaps he really isn't afraid."
"Forget it, I'll see what Master says then."
Son Gohan stopped thinking about these things.
When the sky falls, the tall ones bear it. Although he was also a Martial Artist, his strength wasn't great, and he was old.
Son Gohan was very open-minded.
What was meant to come would still come. He only hoped to ensure Son Goku's safety... "I didn't expect Old Piccolo to come out so early, there's no business for Krillin anymore."
"Speaking of which, will this pair of good friends disappear forever?"
Walking on a country road, Naruto felt as if he had returned to the time of his awakening in the Ninja World.
At that time, he also liked to walk on country roads like this.
At that time, Konoha Village was not very developed, and there were many country roads.
"What are you planning to do?"
Naruto walked leisurely, and said lightly, "Wait!"
Nine-Tailed was silent, then nodded.
It understood Naruto's meaning; this guy wanted to appear as a savior.
That's fine, there's nothing wrong with that.
Only in this way could he cut through the chaos quickly, let the beings here witness Naruto's power, and worship him as a savior.
In the end, staging a coup and ascending to the throne would also be effortless.
Not to mention the help of Nara Shikamaru.
Nine-Tailed didn't feel anything was wrong.
Naruto himself didn't admit to being a protagonist or wanting to be a savior in the true sense.
Nine-Tailed also thought this was quite good.
A great savior is loved by all, but throughout countless ages, few have been able to achieve it.
Such people are worthy of respect, but as Narutosaid, he didn't like that kind of life.
There's also a saying: Those not of our kind are bound to have different hearts.
Look at this world, everywhere are bizarre, humanoid creatures with various animal heads.
There were very few pure humans like them.
What was there to save?
Perhaps Naruto wished more of them would die.
"Then let's wait."
"Perfect, I still need to take care of the senzu beans during this time, and Shukaku and the others are also working hard to develop the space."
Nine-Tailed had no objections.
Naruto didn't say anything either, and soon returned home.
Seeing Naruto return, Hinata, wearing an outer garment, came up to him, looked at him worriedly, and quietly asked, "Did something happen?"
"Yes, it's quite serious. I estimate you'll see it on TV before long."
Hinata was stunned.
If Naruto said it was serious, then it must be very serious.
She stopped asking.
She knew that since Naruto was so calm, the matter wasn't that difficult to resolve.
Trust Naruto, everything will be fine.
Naruto pulled Hinata, and they quickly slipped into the room... "This is West City, it's really prosperous."
A day later, Old Piccolo personally came to West City with Pilaf.
Looking at the bustling streets and crowded areas, Old Piccolo sneered slightly, "And that TV station, what a good thing."
Pilaf: "???"
What did this Demon King want to do?
The TV station was just... Hiss~
Pilaf's mind was sharp, and he quickly thought of something, involuntarily gasping.
"Tsk, it seems you're not entirely useless."
"Let's go, find Dr. Brief."
"He's easy to find; the biggest house is where he lives."
"Oh, it seems we're very close."
Old Piccolo grinned menacingly, and slowly walked towards Bulma's house...