Chapter 314 The Return of the Wanderer
"Nail, go take a look."
"But~"
Nail hesitated. There weren't many people guarding the Grand Elder, and he was the strongest fighter here.
He glanced at the few people nearby who were equally surprised, then Nail thought for a moment, pointed at one person, and said, "You go see what's going on!"
This time, the commotion wasn't big, but it wasn't far from them, and with their strength, they could easily sense it.
"Yes!"
A Namekian guard soared into the sky and headed straight for the spaceship's location.
The Grand Elder sighed deeply: 'I hope it's not an enemy.'
The Namekians now couldn't withstand any more turmoil.
Planet Namek had once been glorious and powerful, but unfortunately, they encountered a life-or-death crisis. The Grand Elder at the time had no choice but to assimilate most of his clansmen, barely escaping the calamity.
He, too, came from that era and knew the sorrow of impending disaster.
Nail remained silent, his expression filled with worry.
One had to know that the current Grand Elder couldn't endure any more trouble; a single misstep could lead to his demise.
The Grand Elder hadn't yet appointed anyone to be the next Grand Elder. If he were to disappear now, the Dragon Balls would also vanish for a period.
"I hope it's not an enemy."
Nail also prayed inwardly.
There weren't actually many Namekians now. While it seemed like a lot, if dispersed across the entire Planet Namek, one would find them pitifully few.
If they couldn't fly like Earthlings, had no strength, and relied solely on walking, one could walk in a city until death and still not necessarily meet another person.
Planet Namek was vast, with many desolate places.
This place had once experienced a very cruel disaster... *Creak*
The spaceship's door slowly opened, and Piccolowalked out with a cold expression, looking around, a frown on his face: "Strange, such a familiar, yet sad feeling."
"Yo, Piccolo, you're getting sentimental?"
Son Goku walked out in surprise, also looking around, eager to try: "I heard the people here are very powerful, I wonder if it's true."
"I say, why did you have to follow along?"
Piccolo looked at Son Goku with annoyance, truly unable to understand this guy's thought process.
Why hadn't he realized how troublesome this guy was before?
Seriously, even in space, enemies were bound to meet. How did he end up encountering his planet halfway through?
"It's fine, that planet has Yamcha, Krillin, right?"
Son Goku turned to look at Krillin, who was spacing out.
Krillin smiled bitterly upon hearing this: "You, if Naruto knew you were doing this, I wonder what he'd think."
"As long as we get things done, it's simple. We just bring out good things, then unleash our strength, and it's resolved."
Piccolo pouted.
Wasn't this kind of thing normal?
The laws of the universe were cold; weakness was the original sin.
They longed to become stronger, longed to be protected, and even harbored ambitions to surpass the people of all planets and become the masters of the universe.
This was a fact.
Although they were still very weak now, still living under others' influence.
But once they had enough strength, all of this would surely happen.
It was merely mutual benefit; they couldn't expect too much from them.
Piccolo was very smart; he almost immediately guessed Naruto's intentions, he just didn't know why it had to be this way.
That's why he brought Son Goku to Planet Namekafter he finished his business.
Speaking of which, he made a detour, going to another place along the way. His separated mini-Piccolo should be able to control that planet.
This matter had to be handled perfectly.
"Someone's coming."
Suddenly, Son Goku and the others all looked over, seeing a Namekian flying towards them.
"Oh, it's a fellow clansman."
This Namekian breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Piccolo.
As for Son Goku and the others, since they could be with a fellow clansman, they certainly wouldn't be bad people.
Since that was the case, there was nothing to worry about.
"Fellow clansman, what's your name?"
This Namekian landed beside Piccolo and said with a chuckle, "I'm Rute, currently a guard by the Grand Elder's side. You also seem to be a combat-type Namekian. Strange, I don't think I've ever seen you."
"I didn't grow up on this planet, and also, what is a Grand Elder?"
Rute was dumbfounded.
What was going on?
Looking at the curious Piccolo, Rute was stunned.
This person wasn't a native-born Namekian.
How rare.
Rute circled Piccolo a few times, even reaching out to pinch Piccolo's muscles, nodding, very satisfied: "Not bad, not bad. Although you didn't grow up on our home planet, your strength is quite good; you haven't neglected it."
"By the way, the Grand Elder is our parent. You know we can grow by absorbing sunlight and drinking water, and giving birth is also very special. I imagine you've done it too."
Piccolo nodded.
This was indeed the case; he often did that.
"Let's go, come with me to see the Grand Elder. You'll know everything once you meet him."
Rute called out, then looked at Son Goku and the others standing by, chuckling, "You all come along too."
"Alright."
Son Goku and Krillin readily agreed, hurrying to catch up.
Piccolo was silent for a moment before following... On the solitary peak, in a peculiar house that was neither too big nor too small, the Grand Elder sat quietly.
"Nail, the guests have arrived."
"Yes, Grand Elder."
Nail's lips curved into a slight smile.
As long as they weren't too far apart, they had their own way of communicating.
Just a short while ago, Rute had contacted him, saying that a fellow clansman had returned. This was a rare guest indeed.
Nail walked out, gazing at the sky.
Sure enough, not long after, several figures broke through the air.
"This is Piccolo, our fellow clansman, and a warrior."
"Hello."
Piccolo's face was stiff; he was a bit unaccustomed.
"Let's go."
Seeing this, Nail smiled, said nothing, but waved to Piccolo and the others, leading them into the house where the Grand Elder was staying.
As soon as they walked in,
Son Goku exclaimed, "So big, but so old! I wonder if this can alleviate some of the aging."
Son Goku unconsciously pulled a flower from his pocket.
The Grand Elder was curious, and an intense longing arose within him.
He couldn't help but be shocked.
What was this, that it could make someone as knowledgeable as himself feel such an emotion?
Even Nail, Rute, and the others beside him couldn't remain calm; their eyes were all burning as they stared at the flower in Son Goku's hand.
It was like looking at an unparalleled beauty.
Their gaze was extremely fervent.
Even with Son Goku's immense strength and simple-mindedness, he was startled by this scene, muttering cautiously, "What's wrong with them?"
Piccolo sneered...