Dragon Ball: Being able to revive means you're courting death? How naive!

Chapter 353 Vegeta's Child

Trunks looked puzzled: "Shang Yun? I've never heard of that name before. There's no record of him in the future world."

Sun Wukong tapped his palm heavily with his fingertips: "Impossible... Shang Yun is clearly standing right there..."

Trunks shook his head and said, "Perhaps... he was already dead before the androids appeared?"

……

A mountain breeze swept across the tips of the grass in the distance. Shang Yun looked at the questioning gaze that Bick cast at him, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly.

Shang Yun ran his fingertips along the torn edge of his sleeve, suddenly recalling the "parallel universes" that had been mentioned on the forum in his previous life.

Shang Yun knew that Trunks had not actually traveled through time and space, but rather crossed a spatial barrier to enter a parallel universe. Yet, Trunks claimed that Shang Yun did not exist in his world.

Shang Yun thought to himself, "So, in some divergent future, I never existed at all."

A gust of wind ruffled Shang Yun's bangs. He gazed at the faint calluses on his palms, thinking, "Strange. Although I know Trunks' so-called time travel isn't about traveling to the original timeline, but rather to parallel worlds, from my current point in time, it seems I don't exist in those parallel worlds. So what's the point of what I'm doing now? Do I really not exist? What can prove my existence? Or... do I not need to prove my existence at all? Yes... does existence need proof? Perhaps I..."

"Ding!"

"Congratulations, host! Your cultivation level has increased..."

……

Sun Wukong seemed to have thought of something, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he blurted out, "Wait—you just said your mother knows me too, and can even create a time machine? She's so powerful... could it be..."

Trunks nodded seriously: "That's right."

Goku suddenly leaned back, landing hard on his bottom, his eyes wide with surprise. "It really is Bulma?! Wasn't she dating Yamcha before? How come she's with Vegeta...?"

Trunks lowered his eyelids, his tone tinged with helplessness: "I heard it's because Yamcha was too much of a womanizer, and my mother broke up with him after she found out."

Trunks' ears turned red, and he scratched his head, saying, "Later, Mom saw that Dad was lonely all the time, so she often went to talk to him and care about him... But they were both too stubborn, and neither of them was willing to back down first, so they never got married."

Goku stood up, turned back to look at Bulma and Vegeta in the distance, and sighed, "So, given Bulma's temper, it's actually quite possible..."

Trunks' eyes dimmed slightly, his fingers clenching the hem of his clothes: "My father passed away shortly after I was born, and I never met him... I was so excited to suddenly see him just now."

Trunks' eyes welled up with tears, and he grabbed Goku's wrist, pleading, "Mr. Goku! Please keep this a secret! If Mom and Dad find out, they'll definitely avoid the other party... and then I might not have been born!"

Sun Wukong nodded solemnly and patted him on the shoulder: "Don't worry, I'm tight-lipped, not a single word will leak out."

Trunks nodded: "Alright, Mr. Goku, then we'll take our leave now. I should head back."

Sun Wukong waved his hand: "Alright, the future is getting more and more interesting. Please thank Bulma from the future for the medicine."

Trunks nodded emphatically: "Yes, I will definitely bring it."

Sun Wukong gazed at the sky: "Will we ever meet again?"

Trunks hesitated, "I'm not sure either... Traveling through time and space requires a lot of energy. But as long as I survive and replenish my energy, I will definitely come back and fight alongside everyone."

Sun Wukong nodded and said, "Trunks! You must come back alive! We'll train like crazy for the next three years, and then we'll face the tough battle three years from now!"

Trunks clenched his fists and turned around, his eyes gleaming: "Don't worry! I'll definitely come back alive!"

Trunks turned and flew into the sky.

Sun Wukong crossed his arms, lowered his head, and muttered, "Sigh, this is troublesome... How am I going to explain this to everyone?"

Just then, everyone rushed over, and Son Gohan called out, "Dad!"

Sun Wukong looked up and responded, his fingertips unconsciously rubbing his chin.

Klin leaned closer: "What did that boy say to you just now?"

Sun Wukong scratched his head and chuckled awkwardly, "N-nothing..."

Bick said in a deep voice, "Speak, this is very important to everyone."

Sun Wukong's eyes widened in surprise: "Huh? You heard everything?"

Piccolo glanced at Goku: "My hearing is different from yours, and I'm not the only one who heard it."

As he spoke, Bick turned his gaze to Shang Yun.

Shang Yun scratched his head, feeling stared at: "I have a special ability, I can hear sounds from very far away... haha..."

Bulma raised an eyebrow and asked, "What's so important?"

Sun Wukong stammered, "This...this..."

Seeing this, Bick interrupted him, saying, "If you're having trouble speaking, then I'll do it."

Sun Wukong hurriedly said, "But...but..."

Bick said coldly, "Don't worry, I won't be stupid enough to reveal the boy's existence. I won't be foolish enough to get myself involved and killed without even a chance to fight back."

Bulma's expression changed drastically upon hearing this: "Wh...what? Killed?"

In this way, Piccolo cleverly avoided revealing Trunks' secret background and only told everyone about the crisis that would happen in the future.

This news shocked everyone.

Yamcha chuckled dryly and scratched his head: "Hehe, this sounds like a complete fantasy."

Bulma's eyes lit up, and she gently tugged at her sleeve: "We can actually ride a time machine..."

Piccolo's gaze swept over the crowd like a knife, his brows furrowing slightly: "Those who don't believe me can do so—if you want to survive in the future, then you'll have to dedicate these three years to cultivation."

Klin frowned and asked, "Also, why did that boy say Shang Yun doesn't exist in the future world? Where did you go?"

Shang Yun scratched his head and grinned, "I'm wondering about that too..."

Before she could finish speaking, Bulma suddenly pointed to the sky: "Look! What's that?"

Everyone looked up and saw a silver-gray machine slowly rising among the clouds.

The machine was streamlined, with a silver-gray body that gleamed with a metallic sheen, and a ring-shaped energy antenna on top.

The cockpit's transparent dome bulged slightly, and energy matrices with flowing blue light were embedded on both sides of the fuselage. The tail nozzles were currently emitting pale purple light, making the whole thing look like a miniature spaceship.

Trunks sat in the cockpit, his fingertips pressed against the transparent wall as he gazed down at Vegeta and Bulma on the ground. His Adam's apple bobbed as he said, "Goodbye, Dad... You really are just like Mom said, strong, proud, and serious... I'm so proud to be your son."

"And Mom..."

Trunks felt a lump in his throat and quickly wiped his eyes.

You must live well.

The engine burst forth with a blinding blue light, and the machine transformed into a shooting star, plunging into the spacetime rift.

Bulma raised her hand to cover her mouth, her pupils contracting slightly in shock: "Ah! It just vanished like that?!"

Everyone stared at the disappearing Yun Kong, speechless as if their throats were filled with lead.

Tien Shinhan, his eyes red-rimmed and his Adam's apple bobbing, said, "I...I must train hard!"

Yamcha wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, his voice trembling: "I...me too!"

Vegeta turned his face away, his teeth clenched so tightly that they clicked, but the tips of his ears were flushed an unnatural red—he glared fiercely at his trembling palms, thinking to himself, "Three years from now, I will definitely survive!"