Chapter 329 Something Big Has Happened
Nail's mouth twitched fiercely at his words.
What could he say?
They were inherently a peace-loving planet; how could they possibly enjoy fighting?
Being combat-oriented only meant they were suitable for battle, not that they genuinely wanted to fight.
Brawling and showing off courage would not be their normal state; one could only say Piccolo was a genetic mutation.
Perhaps the environment changed a person's thoughts and awareness.
Nail could only say that.
Time flew by, and several days passed.
During these days, Son Goku and Piccoloconsumed a tremendous amount of resources, which made Nail and Dende's eyes burn with envy.
But they weren't jealous.
Because they believed that as long as they demonstrated their value, they too would be able to acquire enough resources.
They just didn't know what mission Uzumaki Naruto would give them, the Namekians.
There was some anticipation.
Subconsciously touching the pill at his waist, Nail's expression was excited.
Naruto had given it to him, saying it was for extending life, capable of adding ten years.
Ten years.
What a terrifying number that was.
All living beings are fragile and vulnerable in the face of death; very few, like the Grand Elder, can calmly confront death with such a mindset.
Then again, if one could live, who would choose to die? If the Grand Elder could live for another ten years, as long as the cost wasn't too great, he would be very willing.
And now?
To increase the credibility of his words, Narutodirectly brought out this good item.
To be honest, at that moment, Nail's perception of Uzumaki Naruto changed.
A life-extending pill, and those terrifying resource channels—what could such a person covet from them?
What did they have that could be coveted?
The seven dragon balls?
Nail shook his head.
The seven dragon balls are also called wish-granting orbs; their power is indeed heaven-defying, capable of resurrecting the dead, and multiple times at that.
Anyway, they can do many things, like reversing life and death, turning the tide of fate, but not achieving immortality.
This seems to be a forbidden zone, just like time, which is also a forbidden zone in this universe.
As for why this is so, no one knows, no one is clear.
Therefore, he really didn't think he or his people had anything worth coveting. Since that was the case, what were they waiting for? Go, cling to the powerful!
"We're almost there."
Dende, operating the spaceship, said excitedly, "I still prefer Planet Namek."
"After all, it's our own planet."
Piccolo narrowed his eyes.
He had a rare day off today.
After so many days of training, he felt his strength had advanced by leaps and bounds.
Unfortunately, he still couldn't compare to Son Goku.
He was a freak.
Piccolo cursed inwardly.
How could there be such a monstrous training speed in this world? Over time, their gap would only grow wider and wider.
No.
My current talent can no longer satisfy my training; I must fuse.
Piccolo's eyes flickered; a thought that had been sealed for many years resurfaced, and this time it was even stronger than before.
If I don't fuse quickly, the gap between me and these people will definitely grow wider and wider. How will I position myself then?
I must demonstrate my core value.
The world bustles, all for gain.
Piccolo knew of the existence of emotions, but he didn't quite understand them.
"No, something's wrong."
Suddenly, Nail's expression changed drastically, and he immediately pressed against the spaceship window, looking at the beautiful planet in the distance.
And at this moment, within the planet, earth-shattering changes were indeed occurring.
"Something is indeed wrong."
Piccolo's expression also became extremely grim, and he looked at Son Goku with confusion.
Son Goku: "???"
"Why are you looking at me out of nowhere? This wasn't my doing. And what are you talking about? What's wrong?"
"We'll be there soon."
Piccolo took a deep breath: "Prepare for battle."
"I don't know what kind of enemy we'll face this time. I hope they're not too strong."
"Relax, with Son Goku here, it's not a big problem."
Krillin patted Son Goku's shoulder, grinning.
Here, he was the most at ease, because he had several powerful friends, and he himself possessed decent strength.
He was very confident that unless Frieza came, no one present would be a match for Son Goku.
So Krillin wasn't worried at all.
"That's true!"
Piccolo relaxed... "My Lord, it seems someone has returned."
"Oh!"
Frieza, wagging his tail and sitting in a hover pod, was startled: "Don't they know that this place has already been targeted by our Frieza Force? Do you know who they are? Could it be the Namekians who were outside?"
"It should be."
Dodoria nodded: "Perhaps they coincidentally returned today. We might be able to capture him and question him."
Frieza snorted coldly, his expression grim: "These guys' bones are surprisingly tough; they won't reveal the secret of the seven dragon balls even to death."
"It's a pity, but we still found a few. This planet is only so small; finding the seven dragon ballsshouldn't be a big problem."
"Dodoria, keep up the good work. I need to gather the seven dragon balls as soon as possible."
"Understood, Lord Frieza."
Dodoria went off to continue his work with renewed vigor.
Boom!
The spaceship landed.
Nail anxiously disembarked and rushed towards the Grand Elder.
Piccolo and Son Goku also disembarked one after another. Seeing this, Piccolo immediately said, "Son, let's split into two groups and resolve the enemies as quickly as possible."
"I understand."
Son Goku's expression was serious.
Although he invaded planets as Naruto instructed, his methods were gentle, using enticement and never brute force.
So the planets he visited remained untouched and in good condition.
But the people here were different; they were killing.
In this short time, many life energies had been lost and disappeared—truly hateful.
Son Goku clenched his fists and said earnestly, "I will definitely defeat those people."
Piccolo opened his mouth.
Defeat? Wouldn't it be better to just kill them?
But thinking of Son Goku's mindset, Piccoloimmediately abandoned that thought.
Making Son Goku give up his saint-like ideals was harder than ascending to heaven; it was better to find a way to surpass him.
That was easier than trying to change his mind.
"Son Goku, I'll take a path too."
Krillin changed into his battle suit and said seriously, "My strength isn't bad either. The ki here is generally a bit weaker, so leave it to me."
"Okay, Krillin, be careful."
Son Goku and Piccolo weren't sentimental; they nodded, preparing to split their forces.
"Wait, what about me?"
Dende looked at one, then at the other, bewildered.
It seemed he had been overlooked, as if he couldn't play any decisive role at all.
"You follow Son Goku!"
"Huh, why follow me?"
Piccolo glanced at Son Goku, not speaking.
If he remembered correctly, Naruto had mentioned Dende's ability back on the Lookout.
Healing magic...