I hope Korin crosses over after death and awakens the bloodline of the God of Destruction.
Gohan silently gave a blessing, then walked toward his uncle-like companions whom he hadn't seen in over ten years.
They all had the same halo above their heads, perfectly uniform, truly products manufactured on the Other World's assembly line.
"Gohan." Piccolo excitedly rushed forward to greet him.
Since he hadn't witnessed Gohan cursing intensely while fighting Janemba, he felt the least pressure and his face showed the most genuine affection.
"Uncle Piccolo." Gohan smiled.
Piccolo stepped closer, examining Gohan carefully, and said with great surprise: "Gohan, you've grown up, and you've become so powerful. I could sense your mighty aura just now even from the living world. This is wonderful, truly wonderful~"
"Uncle Piccolo is also much stronger than I remember."
That was the truth.
The current Piccolo felt to Gohan like he could almost fight Bojack to a standstill.
This showed that Piccolo had been training very hard even after death.
"It's embarrassing to admit, but that's because I fused with Kami..." Piccolo then recounted how he was defeated by Bojack's group, fled, and merged with the old Kami.
"Oh, so that's what happened." Gohan nodded. That explained it.
"By the way, Gohan, during the fight, a big guy with red hair helped me, but he didn't have any ki. Do you know him?" Piccolo asked.
"A big guy with red hair? Of course I know him. That must be Android 16. I knew he was good-hearted, which is why I left him behind. I didn't expect him to actually step in when Earth was in danger. I truly didn't misjudge him."
It was somewhat surprising, but also understandable, because 16 was that kind of person.
"An Android? No wonder he had no ki." Piccolo looked surprised.
"It's great to see you again, Uncle Piccolo." Gohan stretched out his arms and gave Piccolo a big hug.
This sudden move completely flustered Piccolo.
"Go— Gohan..." Piccolo felt awkward. Gohan really had grown up; he never would have dared to make such bold moves before.
"Hahaha, is Uncle Piccolo feeling shy?" Gohan released Piccolo and laughed.
"N-no way." Piccolo would never admit it, but the awkwardness on his face was undeniable.
"Alright, alright, then you're not, haha." Gohan smiled broadly and walked toward Yamcha.
He went straight in for a hug.
"Hey, Uncle Yamcha looks like he's bulked up a bit. Seems like the food in the Other World isn't bad."
"Uh, hahaha, is that so?" Yamcha scratched his head.
"Definitely. Speaking of which, I used to have the same scar as you, Uncle Yamcha. It was incredibly cool, but Shenron got rid of it later." Gohan released Yamcha and spoke with a hint of regret.
Seeing how easygoing Gohan was, Yamcha secretly sighed in relief and burst out laughing:
"Hahaha, scars only look cool when they're on someone else's face. If it's on your own, all you want to do is get rid of it."
"Haha, that's true too."
Gohan smiled and looked at Tien Shinhan.
Tien Shinhan was usually serious and rarely smiled, but seeing Gohan after more than ten years, he broke tradition and let out a laugh.
"Heh heh, Gohan, you've become truly strong."
Gohan returned the embrace, then released him and said:
"Haha, Uncle Tien, I rarely see you smile. I thought maybe you looked terrible when you smiled, but who knew? You look incredibly handsome when you smile! Remember to smile more often."
"Ah, really? Heh heh." Tien was made slightly embarrassed by his praise.
"Absolutely." Gohan affirmed.
He then walked over to Krillin.
"Uncle Krillin." Gohan simply squatted down.
He couldn't help it; the height difference was too great.
Krillin's eyes were red. He wiped away a tear. "Gohan."
"Uh, why are you crying? Uncle Krillin, let me tell you in advance: I'm straight."
"..."
"Damn it, I'm crying tears of joy!" Gohan's comment stopped Krillin's tears immediately, and he punched Gohan lightly on the chest.
But he didn't hit him very hard.
"I'm very happy to see you too, Uncle Krillin." Gohan laughed.
To be honest, among all his uncles, besides Piccolo, Krillin was the closest to him.
So he was genuinely thrilled.
"Gohan, you must have had a tough time all these years." Krillin wiped his eyes again.
Gohan smiled brightly. "It wasn't tough."
Yes, not tough at all. He merely lived with his head on the line for over ten years; it was a small matter.
"You're lying to me! How could it not be tough for a child facing two great demons alone? Gohan, you're lying, aren't you?"
Gohan: "..."
Hearing Krillin's words, the few people behind them were struck silent with dread.
Krillin, Krillin, you're too emotional, bringing up exactly what shouldn't be mentioned.
The others nearby felt an unbearable bitterness in their hearts.
But they also knew this was a problem they couldn't avoid; they would have to face it eventually.
Gohan was silent for a few seconds, then sighed, and said slowly: "Yes, how could it be easy? I thought none of you ever considered this, believing I was just having fun in the living world, singing, dancing, and playing video games with the Androids every day..."
Gohan's tone was very calm.
But the few people listening behind him felt a chill run down their spines, and recalling the scene of him cursing intensely while beating Janemba, they felt completely unwell.
"I'm sorry, Gohan. That's because King Yemma and King Kai both said we were dead and couldn't interfere with anything in the living world anymore, so... I'm truly sorry." Krillin lowered his head, his face full of apology.
"That's right, Gohan. King Kai and King Yemma both said you would definitely handle things, and sure enough, you've done it now." Piccolo added.
The others chimed in simultaneously.
Bullshit. Gohan knew that in a certain timeline, someone wearing a halo went to participate in the World Martial Arts Tournament and raised hell on Earth.
Gohan was silent for a few more seconds, then said plainly: "Uncle Piccolo, you're supposed to be the smartest among them. It's one thing for my father to be an idiot, but why did you stop using your brain along with the rest of them?"
"Yes, you are dead and cannot interfere with anything in the living world, but I beg you, couldn't you use your brains?"
"That bastard King Kai manages too many planets; he barely pays attention to Earth once every few years. Right, that guy is actually racing cars every day, am I wrong?"
"Did none of you ever think about asking that bastard King Kai to relay a single message to me, telling me to go to New Namek to find the Dragon Balls and resurrect you?"
"That wouldn't count as interfering with the living world, would it? It's just asking him to pass on a message. The one doing the work is King Kai. If that counts, then just pretend I didn't say anything."
"What? Did zombies eat the brains of all of you, including my dad?"
"You were all fine people. How did you all turn into idiots?"
The group exchanged glances, a storm brewing in their hearts.
That's right, why hadn't they thought of that? Was some great cosmic force at work?
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