Chapter 267 Waiting for someone!
"I wonder how Son Goku is doing now?"
Hinata sat beside Naruto, gazing up at the sky.
"He's training with Kami, so he should be doing well."
Naruto shook his head.
He had never been to Kami's Palace, and he didn't really want to go.
He hadn't even been to Korin Tower.
He planned to go later; for now, he preferred to relax here.
In the future, there wouldn't be any time to relax.
"This time, when he comes down, he'll probably surprise us all."
Naruto rubbed his chin.
Son Goku's strength in this life would only be more terrifying.
Going to Kami's Palace was just to broaden his horizons.
Under the guidance of him and the others, his strength had grown by more than a little.
As for his true strength, without a point of reference, it was hard to estimate.
"Bulma just called; she said she's coming to stay for a few days."
"Her?"
Naruto squinted: "I remember Son Goku was tricked into leaving by her."
"Tsk, Son Goku, your potential feels even stronger than yours."
The Nine-Tailed walked gracefully in front of Naruto.
Recalling Son Goku's progress over the past few years, one could only describe it as terrifying.
The current Son Goku could destroy the moon with ease.
He had far, far surpassed Master Roshi.
"That's still a long way off."
Naruto shook his head.
The Nine-Tailed was curious: "By the way, I can't see through your strength anymore. Can you tell me how strong you are now?"
"I don't know."
Naruto had never encountered an enemy that required him to take seriously.
"Right now, I can manipulate the natural energy of space. Theoretically, the larger the space, the stronger I am."
"As you know, I no longer belong to the Martial Artist or the Ninja."
The Nine-Tailed nodded.
He had noticed something was off about this five years ago.
Naruto seemed to have embarked on a different path.
This path encompassed Ninja's Chakra, Sage Mode, Martial Artist, and more.
And it relied on space.
The larger the space, the stronger Naruto's power could be.
Looking at Naruto's space, it had the power of a planet.
And not just an ordinary planet.
If he were to truly unleash that power, his strength would undoubtedly be astonishing.
"Alright, well, I can't see through you anymore, and we can't keep up with your pace."
"We can only follow behind you and help out a little."
"Don't say that."
Naruto watched the roaring waterfall, his heart calm, without any arrogance or complacency.
He didn't feel there was anything to be arrogant or complacent about.
To put it bluntly, his strength relied on space.
Although he would still be very strong without space, the vast energy of space gave him the capital to be unrestrained.
Secondly,
Without the Nine-Tailed Shikamaru and the others, it wouldn't be so simple for him to control a planet.
The expansion of influence couldn't be decided by simple brute force.
It required the recognition of many people.
Although recognition under high pressure was still recognition, gentle methods were better.
Naruto clearly knew the priorities in this regard.
Coupled with his resources, he had mastered this magical planet, the seven dragon balls, in just a few short years.
"So, what are you waiting for now?"
"Waiting for someone."
"Who?"
"Vegeta!"
"It's him!"
The Nine-Tailed's gaze narrowed: 'I remember you said he was the Prince of the Saiyan, and very strong.'
"Do you have the confidence to deal with him?"
Naruto was silent.
Hinata sat obediently at his side, and upon hearing this, she couldn't help but look up curiously.
Naruto raised his hand and ruffled Hinata's head, chuckling: "The reason I'm waiting for him is for the star map."
The universe is vast, an endless expanse with countless life-bearing planets, but they are almost invisible in the grand scheme of the universe.
He couldn't rashly venture out like that; it wouldn't benefit him.
As for Namek, he wasn't a match for certain Namekians yet, so he would put that aside for now.
Therefore,
Vegeta was his first choice.
"If nothing unexpected happens, they should arrive within three years."
As for the exact time... Naruto shook his head.
Because of him, this timeline had become very chaotic, and referencing the original plot would be a suicidal act.
It was not advisable.
"It seems you've planned everything out long ago."
"Yes, before Vegeta, I can wait for Raditz."
..."Hmph!"
"Son Goku, are you really not going to be a Kami candidate here?"
Kami looked at the simple Son Goku with regret.
What a wonderful Kami candidate he was; this guy didn't have a single impure thought.
He recalled how he had to separate his evil side to become Kami back then.
But Son Goku, he didn't have any evil thoughts at all, which was truly enviable.
His Martial Artist talent was also astonishingly high.
And after being trained by Master Roshi, who had inquired with Naruto, combined with Kami's training methods.
It could be said that the current Son Goku's strength was incredibly powerful.
Yet, such a perfect successor was unwilling.
He was only thinking about returning to Mount Paozu.
Even Kami, with his peaceful mind, felt an urge to curse at this moment.
What a promising talent!
"No, Kami, I plan to return to Mount Paozu first, and then participate in the World Martial Arts Tournament."
"World Martial Arts Tournament?"
Kami raised an eyebrow: "This World Martial Arts Tournament is indeed going to be very lively."
Kami had been paying attention to several of Son Goku's friends; they were all going to participate.
He just didn't know if that person named Uzumaki Naruto would go.
If he went... Kami glanced at Son Goku and shook his head; he wasn't sure how strong Uzumaki Naruto was now.
He hadn't made a move in ten years.
It was always his subordinates who acted.
Especially that guy named Might Guy; his strength had improved terrifyingly.
And if that wasn't enough, that guy was also incredibly diligent.
"I have nothing to say about your strength; this time, except for one or two people, everyone else won't be your match."
This time, Kami spoke with certainty.
Even Piccolo Jr. would not be Son Goku's opponent at this moment.
He had originally intended to go down to seal Piccolo, but now, he thought, there was no need for him to go down anymore.
"Son Goku, this World Martial Arts Tournament is up to you."
Son Goku: "???"
He looked at Kami in confusion, then waved goodbye, leaping down and heading straight for Mount Paozu.
"Korin, good morning!"
"Oh, Son Goku."
Korin stood on the railing, squinting and chuckling as Son Goku flashed past him, then his expression stiffened.
"This guy!"
Korin leaned on his staff, smiling helplessly.
He was truly as impetuous as ever... "Master, Grandpa, I'm back!"
Before he arrived, his voice came from afar.
Creak!
Son Gohan was already old and frail; he pushed open the door and looked at Son Goku with a kind smile: 'Son Goku, you're back.'
"Where's Master?"
"Fishing, he's obsessed with that activity now."
"Really? What's so interesting about fishing?"
He scratched his head.
Son Goku didn't understand; if you wanted to eat fish, couldn't you just jump into the water and catch one?
Strange...