On the wilderness, the strong wind whipped sand and gravel, lashing fiercely against the rocks.
Gohan's small body swayed in the wind as he gritted his teeth, facing a roaring saber-toothed tiger.
Sweat and tears mixed together, sliding down Gohan's dust-covered cheeks.
Behind him, Piccolo stood with his arms crossed, his gaze cold as he watched Gohan fight the saber-toothed tiger.
"Crying and fear will only make you die faster."
Piccolo's voice echoed.
"Your potential is far greater than this. Force it out, or die."
Gohan's body trembled, both from fear and anger.
He didn't want to fight; he wanted to go home to his mother.
But the cold gaze behind him was even more terrifying than the beast in front of him.
...
Thousands of kilometers away from this desolate wilderness was a vast, blue ocean.
The sunlight painted the sea surface with shattered gold, and the warm sea breeze carried a faint salty scent.
Luo Feng lay on a beach chair, sunglasses perched on his nose.
A fluffy tail extended from behind his waist, skillfully coiling around a fishing rod, its tip gently swaying as he leisurely fished.
In the small ice bucket nearby, several bottles of chilled drinks emitted faint wisps of white mist.
Luo Feng's tail tip suddenly twitched, and with a gentle flick, the fishing rod drew a graceful arc.
A half-meter-long large fish was precisely flung up, landing perfectly on the grill beside him.
"Daily Quest: Fish for an afternoon on a deserted island, completed."
"Reward: Battle Power +50."
A familiar warm current once again surged through his entire body.
Luo Feng took off his sunglasses, stretched leisurely, his joints emitting a series of faint cracking sounds.
Luo Feng could sense the several ki in the distance that were desperately increasing.
Piccolo and Gohan's ki had both slightly increased.
And those at Kami's Lookout, Krillin, Yamcha, all of them were training desperately, pushing themselves to their limits.
"Seriously, why train so hard?"
Luo Feng muttered softly.
Luo Feng picked up a drink, skillfully prying open the cap with his tail tip, and took a large gulp.
The cool liquid slid down his throat, dispelling the last trace of heat from the afternoon.
This kind of leisure was the true meaning of life.
Kami's Lookout.
Above the white platform shrouded in clouds and mist, Mr.Popo was watering flowers.
Kami stood at the edge of the platform, looking down at the myriad living beings below, his aged face filled with worry.
"Popo, do you feel it?"
Kami's voice was somewhat ethereal.
"Yes, Kami."
Mr.Popo stopped his movements.
"They are getting stronger at an astonishing rate; their ki is growing stronger and stronger."
Kami shook his head, his gaze turning to another direction.
"I'm not talking about them."
"It's that mysterious strong one."
Popo also recalled the mysterious Saiyan who instantly annihilated Raditz.
"He doesn't seem to be doing any training!"
Kami's brows furrowed even deeper.
"His power is unfathomable. After the Raditz incident, I thought he would become Earth's new guardian, but he... did nothing."
"He just fishes, sleeps, daydreams..."
Kami's tone was filled with confusion and incomprehension.
To possess such terrifying power, yet use it to enjoy life.
This completely exceeded Kami's understanding.
"We cannot understand him, nor can we rely on him."
"The future of Earth, in the end, still depends on Goku and the others themselves."
Kami sighed deeply, the worry in his eyes deepening a few shades.
Meanwhile, Luo Feng, who was "doing nothing" in Kami's eyes, was currently gnawing on a grilled fish, but his mind was engaged in an incredibly clear strategic plan.
His laziness was never blind.
Behind it was extreme rationality and foresight.
"Nappa's Battle Power is 4000, Vegeta's is 18000."
"I'm currently at 20870, plus the daily quests during this period, it's roughly just over 21,000."
"That's more than enough to deal with the two of them."
Luo Feng calculated in his mind while eating the fish.
"But this is just an appetizer."
"The real big trouble is Frieza, that Universe Emperor, whose Battle Power is ridiculously high."
"That guy's normal Battle Power is 530,000. If he sets his sights on me, I'm not even enough for him to pinch with one finger right now."
Moreover, 530,000 wasn't the end; he could get stronger after transforming, reaching tens of millions in his final form, and over a hundred million at full power.
Therefore, the current daily quests, with each Battle Power +10, +50.
It's still a bit too little!
"Ugh, troublesome."
Just thinking about potentially facing Frieza in the future made the grilled fish in Luo Feng's mouth lose its flavor.
"Daily Quest refreshed: Taste a rare mushroom."
"Quest Reward: Battle Power +80."
Looking at the refreshed quest, Luo Feng's brows furrowed.
Mushroom?
"I have to go out... So annoying."
Luo Feng complained, but for those 80 Battle Power points, he reluctantly stood up.
Luo Feng patted the sand off himself, transformed into a streak of light, and instantly disappeared above the island.
...
Under a treacherous cliff in the eastern mountains.
Tien Shinhan and Chiaotzu were undergoing arduous training.
Tien Shinhan was shirtless, his bronze skin covered in sweat, his muscles clearly defined like rocks.
He repeatedly punched the cliff, practicing the New Tri-Beam.
Each move came with a huge expenditure of energy.
"No... Not enough..."
Tien Shinhan panted, feeling his body had reached its limit.
Just then, a figure descended from the sky, landing at the entrance of a nearby cave.
Tien Shinhan and Chiaotzu immediately looked over vigilantly.
The person who arrived was Luo Feng.
Luo Feng didn't even glance at them, walking straight into the dark cave.
A few minutes later, he emerged holding a few blue mushrooms that emitted a peculiar fragrance, a hint of satisfaction on his face.
"It should taste good."
Luo Feng muttered to himself, preparing to leave.
Before leaving, he looked back at the cave.
The environment was indeed good: dark, damp, and very quiet.
"It's a good place to sleep."
He casually used his ki to carve a line of text on the rock wall at the cave entrance—"This place is suitable for training."
To Luo Feng, training and sleeping were similar; both were for accumulating power, essentially the same.
Having done all that, Luo Feng soared into the sky again, disappearing from sight.
Tien Shinhan and Chiaotzu exchanged glances, and after a long while, they cautiously walked to the cave entrance.
When they saw the writing on the rock wall, both of them gasped.
The writing was elegant and flowing, yet it exuded an indescribable sharpness, as if every stroke contained the profound truths of martial arts.
"That person just now, such powerful ki!"
"It's... it's that mysterious strong one, Luo Feng, whom Goku and the others spoke of!"
Tien Shinhan's eyes gleamed with unprecedented brilliance.
"He must have sensed that our training had hit a bottleneck and specially came to guide us!"
"So that's it! This cave must have some hidden secret!"
Tien Shinhan excitedly rushed into the cave, immediately feeling that the flow of ki inside seemed completely different from the outside world; training here would definitely yield double the results with half the effort!
This mysterious senior was indeed an unfathomable master!
Little did they know, Luo Feng had merely found a future napping spot for himself and marked it.
Time quietly passed amidst the Z Fighters' arduous training and Luo Feng's daily routine.
The one-year deadline had entered its countdown.
Luo Feng's Battle Power, after this period of accumulation, was nearing the 30,000 mark.
"Ugh..."
Luo Feng sighed deeply.
"Seriously, these two cosmic couriers are too slow."
"I can still relax for a while, and then I'll have to deal with troublesome matters again."