Earth, West City.
After returning home, Talot immediately found Bulma and Salari. Holding his daughter in his arms, he told them everything that had happened after sending Piccolo to Planet Namek.
Unsurprisingly, both women were stunned. After all, they had some idea of Earth's current level. Take Krillin, Yamcha, Tien Shinhan, and Chiaotzu, for instance—if they were to enter another World Martial Arts Tournament now, it would just be bullying the weak. They probably wouldn't even bother to compete anymore.
Talot's decision, without a doubt, was one that would overturn every Earthling's understanding of martial arts.
"You really plan to enter together? If it were Goku and the others, I could understand, but bringing Raditz along to cause trouble, and even inviting a Namekian... I just don't see the point. If you really want to fight, you might as well find some barren planet with no life on it. Then you can go all out, Earth can't handle you people messing around." Bulma's thinking had its limits.
In her view, any one of these superhumans could casually unleash an energy blast that could destroy the planet. How could the tournament stage possibly withstand that kind of power?
Just think back to the last martial arts tournament, those matches with just a few hundred points of power level had already shocked her. And then there was the destructive power of the technique used by Master Roshi against the Great Demon King Piccolo...
Of course, if it were only that, she wouldn't have said anything. The problem was that not long ago, she had witnessed with her own eyes Talot and the others fighting Frieza, and even a God of Destruction.
At that level, if any of them truly fought seriously, it would be a cataclysmic disaster.
"Times are changing, Bulma. Everything is evolving, you must have also noticed it in the last few years.
"Actually, putting some pressure on Earthlings and letting them know how terrifying powerful beings can be isn't necessarily a bad thing."
"Only through experience can one grow! Besides, I've considered all kinds of risks, but none of them should be real problems. Think about it, if you invest in the next tournament, couldn't it be held on an even grander scale? If the arena's too small, it can be expanded. You could even use some special technology to reinforce it...
"As for the fighting itself, we'll make arrangements beforehand. We'll only compete using close-quarters combat techniques and avoid using energy attacks as much as possible. Under those conditions, it'll fit the tournament rules perfectly, and there shouldn't be any major issues..."
As Talot spoke, Bulma's brows never once relaxed.
Indeed, by Talot's reasoning, investing in the 23rd World Martial Arts Tournament seemed like a sure profit. However, the specifics would require calculating carefully.
Besides, whether the capital behind its operations even needs your involvement is uncertain. It's not something you can just decide to do.
And while the potential returns sounded enormous, the investment would undoubtedly be massive. Even though Capsule Corporation had risen to become the world's richest corporation in recent years, with abundant funds, she couldn't just throw money around as she pleased.
Compared to how things would be years or even a decade later in the original timeline, the Capsule Corporation of this period—while already the richest company in the world—hadn't yet reached truly absurd levels of wealth. Nor was it at the point where Bulma's word was absolute.
Talot understood this, too. He had even considered helping her eliminate some of the internal parasites within the company.
But Bulma refused. She said she had more than enough ability to handle it herself, and didn't need her husband, who could destroy the planet with a casual move, to deal with such trivial matters.
"Give me a few days to investigate and put together a viable plan. I really don't get why you've suddenly become so obsessed with this... Oh well, who asked me to be your wife." Bulma rolled her eyes. She would need to give Talot's proposal some serious thought.
Of course, the fact that she said this meant she had already agreed.
Otherwise, she would have just refused outright instead of making preparations.
Talot knew Bulma's personality all too well, so he didn't say anything more.
Playing with Saila in his arms, even though she had only been born two days ago, the tiny girl could already open her eyes and move slightly. This alone was proof that the Saiyan constitution was far beyond what any Earthling could compare to.
Although Saiyan infants were considered fragile by their own race's standards, compared to Earthlings, even their "fragile" state was dozens, even hundreds of times stronger.
"Brother Talot, have you still not decided on Saila's name?" Salari looked at Talot and asked with a smile.
Setting aside the matter of the World Martial Arts Tournament, this was also a very important issue right now.
Talot had been thinking for a long time, coming up with several names, but in the end, he couldn't make up his mind.
One could say he was conflicted, unsure how to name his own daughter.
As a transmigrator, he rarely looked back seriously on his previous life anymore, but whenever he did, there was still a strange sense of longing.
However, if he were to use his former surname to name her, it wouldn't seem appropriate.
He was a Saiyan in this world, and he had long since fully accepted his new self.
Yet if he were to name her in the Saiyan way, what name should he choose?
He wasn't willing to give his daughter a crude, meaningless name.
"How about Saila, then? Using your name actually sounds fine," Talot said, giving up entirely.
"That's way too casual. Calling her Saila basically means you didn't name her at all," Salari didn't mind, but Bulma was displeased, speaking up as if on her behalf.
Talot's expression turned awkward. He knew Bulma would say that.
A perfectionist by nature, Bulma had always been a strong-willed woman; at least when it came to domestic matters.
"Why don't you think about it a little more, Brother Talot?" Salari said with a smile as she took Saila from his arms.
She knew Bulma would say something like that.
If everyone had been in a cheerful mood, Bulma might not have minded. But since Talot had just stirred up her emotions by mentioning the 23rd World Martial Arts Tournament, she was bound to give him a hard time.
After all, he was their husband.
Talot rubbed his forehead, and finally, a name forced its way into his mind.
He couldn't forget the regrets of his previous life, nor could he treat this new life halfheartedly.
"How about... Talora?"
As the words left his mouth, Talot tensed, afraid that Bulma would lash out.
"A combination of two names? You really came up with that? How lazy," Bulma said, clearly not very satisfied.
Salari, however, thought it was quite nice. Maybe because Saiyan naming conventions were generally casual, she felt that combining their names showed that Talot truly valued her.
"Talora it is then. It sounds lovely," Salari said with a smile. [TN: Her name has characters from both Talot and Salari's name.]
The pronunciation was a little different, and Talot hesitated for a moment before saying, "Let's use the character Luo. It has special meaning for me." [TN: The character for luo used here is different, which I think has been taken from Talot's name or surname from previous life.]
"Talora, then? That's fine too," Salari agreed happily, not even asking what that meaning was.
Talot was deeply moved, though he suppressed his emotions well.
It was, in fact, a fusion of three names.
Bulma, on the other hand, suddenly became very curious. She and Salari already knew Talot extremely well, so any hidden secret of his naturally caught her interest. As his wife, how could she not want to dig deeper?
Of course, Bulma was smart, she wouldn't ask now. She'd wait for later.
There were many ways to question someone. Masters of inquiry often brought things up casually in daily life, or probed indirectly, gradually drawing out the answers they wanted.
Simply put, she knew that if Talot didn't want to talk about it, even forcing him would get her nowhere.
...
In the following days, Talot, as always, stayed by Salari and Talora's side, caring for them.
Even though he was eager to resume his next stage of training, Salari had just given birth, and Talora was still a newborn. He couldn't allow himself to be an irresponsible husband or father.
Even though Whis had been the one to deliver the baby, and with his special abilities, Salari hadn't suffered any harm at all, her body even returning instantly to its pre-pregnancy condition, what she had gone through was still real, and the child still needed his presence.
In fact, both Salari and Bulma had told him he could go do whatever he needed to do. In their words, taking care of the home and child was something women were supposed to handle.
Their understanding nature only made Talot feel even more that he couldn't let them down.
So he decided that, no matter what, he would stay with them through the most important first month or two.
And it was precisely this decision that led Talot to discover the special power hidden within his daughter.
In truth, Whis had already said at her birth that his daughter was extraordinary. At the time, Talot thought it was simply because her power level at birth was high, which was why Whis had made such a remark.
But in reality, it wasn't just because of her high power level.
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