Shared Talent: Traveling through a hundred worlds simultaneously

Several years passed like flowing water. Su Chen went to the World's Number One Martial Arts Tournament again and achieved an unprecedented three-peat.

After that, he gradually faded from the public eye and began a kind of "secluded" life.

It's not that I'm completely isolated from the world; I've simply focused on spending time with my family and on deeper spiritual practice.

Bulma's Capsule Corporation grew ever stronger, and she herself found a wonderful balance between scientific research and enjoying life.

Lan Qi's two personalities seem to have reached a subtle harmony and acceptance under Su Chen's long-term "equal treatment" and "forceful reassurance".

Xiao Wu... she seems to have completely adapted to the role of "personal maid" and "life assistant" and has done this job to the extreme. Su Chen is well aware of the dependence and vague feelings beneath her obsequiousness, and is happy to enjoy it.

Five years later.

The once noisy villa is now filled with the laughter of children.

On the lawn, several little ones with different hair colors but all with delicate features and full of energy were chasing and playing. The subtle aura flowing from them showed their extraordinary talent.

This is the fruit of Su Chen's love with Bulma and Lan Qi.

Su Chen lay on a comfortable recliner, watching the children play. Beside him sat Bulma, whose temperament had become increasingly mature and charming, and Lan Qi, the blue-haired woman, quietly peeling fruit for him. The blonde woman was probably inside the house, picking out a fashion magazine or "violently" tidying up the warehouse for Xiao Wu.

Xiao Wu was not far away, meticulously arranging the tableware for afternoon tea.

His strength did not stagnate in the slightest during these seemingly peaceful five years.

Through continuous exploration of one's own potential, research into the nature of Qi, and even drawing inspiration from energy utilization ideas in other worlds, along with vague insights from past life memories.

His power continued to grow at a steady and terrifying rate.

He himself is not quite sure what level he has reached now.

But he knew that the day of the Saiyans' arrival was drawing ever closer.

"That Goku kid has been training really hard lately." Bulma looked at the distant sky, where faint fluctuations of ki blasts could occasionally be heard. "And Krillin and Yamcha too. I have a feeling... something big is about to happen."

“Yes,” Su Chen nodded, took Bulma’s hand, and smiled at Launch. “Indeed, guests will come from far away. But don’t worry.”

His tone was calm, carrying a composure born of experience.

Under his influence and pressure, Goku and the others grew much faster than in the original story, and the overall strength of the Earth's Z Fighters was now vastly different. He believed in their potential and fighting spirit.

As for himself?
Su Chen looked up at the azure sky, his gaze seemingly piercing through the atmosphere and reaching the cold, dark depths of the universe.

He is not a savior, nor does he want to steal the spotlight and growth opportunities from the main characters.

But this is his home now, where he has people he loves and people who love him.

"At crucial moments, it's enough to do my part." He murmured to himself, then looked away, took the fruit Lan Qi handed him, took a bite, and the sweet juice melted in his mouth.

Life is wonderful, I am strong enough, and my family is happy and fulfilling.

The future may hold storms, but he has enough confidence to face them and protect them.

Even... deep down, he harbored a faint sense of anticipation for that battle, which was destined to be brutal yet full of miracles.

After all, being invincible for too long can get a little lonely.

The truly epic story of Dragon Ball may only be beginning.

All he needs to do is be prepared to lend a helping hand when necessary, and then... continue to enjoy the life he has personally transformed into something richer and more fulfilling.

The children's laughter grew louder and louder, and the sun shone brightly.

The clamor of the World Martial Arts Tournament has long become a distant memory, and the tranquility of her secluded life was shattered by a sudden and malevolent aura.

Su Chen was instructing a few children in the backyard on how to control their breathing more precisely when he suddenly looked up, his gaze shooting like lightning towards the eastern sea.

"The Saiyans...have they finally arrived? A little later than expected." He muttered to himself, his tone devoid of panic, only a calm acceptance that "what's meant to happen will happen."

He did not set off immediately.

Because Piccolo's evil aura was also rushing towards that sea area at high speed, and several familiar auras were gathering in the direction of Master Roshi's House.

“Let them handle it first,” Su Chen said, turning his gaze away and stroking the soft hair of his little daughter who was clinging to his leg. “This is Goku’s ‘family matter,’ and also a trial that Piccolo and the Earth warriors must go through.”

A few days later, Bick came to his door.

The Namekian's usually stern face was now unusually solemn, and his green skin appeared somewhat dull in the sunlight.

"Kakarot's brother Raditz is dead, and Kakarot... is dead too." He cut to the chase, his one eye fixed on Su Chen. "Even stronger Saiyans will arrive in a year. What... are your plans?"

Su Chen was making final adjustments to the gravity chamber that Bulma had designed. Hearing this, he didn't even look up and said, "Don't worry, I have my own plans."

His calm tone made Bick feel inexplicably irritated, yet he couldn't question it.

The man before them had displayed the power to crush Piccolo several years ago, and now his aura was as deep as the sea, completely unfathomable.

After Bick left, Su Chen went to Kalinta.

The cat sage seemed to have anticipated his arrival. Before Su Chen could speak, he pointed upwards and said, "The gods want to see you."

Above the temple, time and space seemed to freeze.

The old god leaned on his wooden cane, looking at Su Chen, his aged eyes seeming to see through time.

"Odd traveler, your existence has altered many trajectories." His voice was ethereal yet direct.

Su Chen frankly admitted, "I'm just doing what I want to do, protecting the people I care about."

“Sun Wukong did not truly perish,” the god said slowly. “His soul went to King Kai to cultivate. King Kai… is a great deity who governs the Northern Galaxy.”

Supreme Kai? Su Chen understood in his heart, but remained expressionless: "Oh? That's good."

He knew that this "big shot" was very high-class in the early stages, but in the later stages... it can only be said that the version updates were too fast.

However, at present, King Kai's guidance is indeed crucial for Goku.

"The crisis a year from now..." The god hesitated, then stopped speaking.

“Leave it to me,” Su Chen replied curtly, turning and leaving the temple. He knew what the gods were worried about, but he had his own plans.

A year passed quickly for Su Chen, who was focused on cultivation and enjoying family life.

For the Z Fighters of Earth, it was a hellish training regimen. The gravity chamber, the Hyperbolic Time Chamber, and the relentless battles against each other caused Piccolo, Krillin, Tien Shinhan, Yamcha, and others to advance their strength by leaps and bounds. When those two auras, far stronger and more aggressive than Raditz's, appeared in outer space, Su Chen opened his eyes.

"Vegeta and Nappa?" He stood up, his bones cracking softly as if a sleeping dragon were stretching its body. "The whetstone... has arrived."

He didn't wait for the Saiyans to land and wreak havoc, nor did he wait for the classic scenario of the Z Fighters struggling to defeat them.

Just as Vegeta and Nappa's spherical capsule broke through the atmosphere and before they landed, Su Chen's figure appeared at their designated landing point as if by teleportation.

Above a desolate plain.

"Hmm?" Inside the flight cabin, Vegeta frowned. The sensor displayed a combat power value below... which was fluctuating rapidly and could not be read steadily!

"What's going on? Why is the interference from the probes on this damn planet so strong?"

He snorted coldly, unconcerned.

What powerful beings could a low-level planet possibly have?
However, when the hatch opened and Vegeta and Nappa stepped out proudly, they were met with a young man in ordinary Earth clothing, with black hair and black eyes, and a calm expression, who was floating in mid-air, watching them with a leisurely air.

"Hey! You inferior creature, get out of my way! Don't block Prince Vegeta's path!" Nappa roared arrogantly, his detector aimed at Su Chen, but the readings were still fluctuating wildly, which made him even more irritated.

Su Chen didn't bother with any more words and his figure blurred.

Naba felt a blur before his eyes, followed by an indescribable, excruciating pain in his abdomen, as if he had been struck head-on by a meteorite.

His massive body arched like a shrimp, his eyes bulging, and blood mixed with gastric juices gushed from his mouth. He became a blur, flying dozens of kilometers away before crashing into a rocky mountain and embedding himself deep within its walls. He immediately lost consciousness, and his combat power detector exploded into dust.

"What?!" Vegeta's pupils contracted sharply, alarm bells ringing in his mind! He hadn't even seen how his opponent attacked! That speed... that power!

"The Saiyan prince?" Su Chen slowly landed in front of Vegeta, his tone calm yet carrying a condescending scrutiny. "I heard you came here to invade Earth?"

Vegeta flew into a rage, his pride severely wounded: "You bastard! You're asking for it!"

He roared and unleashed his power, golden flames soaring into the sky, cracking the ground, and his combat power value on the detector skyrocketed to over 18000!

He was confident that, apart from Frieza and his personal forces, few in the universe could rival him!

He transformed into a golden light and charged towards Su Chen, his fist carrying destructive energy.

Su Chen simply raised one hand.

"boom!"

The sound of impact was extremely dull.

Vegeta's seemingly inevitable punch was caught steadily by Su Chen's palm, without him moving an inch.

A violent burst of energy exploded between the two, blowing Su Chen's hair and clothes, but it couldn't make him take a single step back.

Vegeta's sinister grin froze, replaced by unbelievable horror.

"His strength is alright, but his technique is too rough," Su Chen commented, applying slight pressure with his palm.

"Crack!" A sickening sound of bone breaking rang out.

"Ah—!" Vegeta screamed as he pulled his fist back, his finger bones already shattered.

He retreated rapidly, both shocked and furious. He dared not be careless in the slightest and immediately unleashed his ultimate move—"Power Cannon!"

A massive sphere of energy condensed and hurtled toward Su Chen with an aura of destruction.

Su Chen neither dodged nor avoided, but extended his index finger, gathering an extremely brilliant light at the tip, and then casually pointed forward.

That glimmer of light was like a needle piercing a balloon; Vegeta's all-out attack dissipated and vanished without a trace.

The thin beam of light continued its relentless advance, instantly piercing Vegeta's shoulder blade and leaving a charred, gaping wound.

"Pfft!" Vegeta coughed up blood and flew backward, crashing heavily to the ground. He struggled to get up, but was suppressed by an invisible and enormous aura, as if he were stuck in a quagmire, unable to move.

His proud Saiyan prince dignity was shattered at this moment.

The battle lasted less than a minute from start to finish.

The arrogant and overbearing Nappa and Vegeta were both unconscious and severely injured, utterly powerless to fight back.

When Goku, Piccolo, and the others sensed the powerful ki and rushed over, this was the scene they saw.

Su Chen stood leisurely in the middle of the field, with Nappa lying unconscious and in a terrible state at his feet, and Vegeta lying on the ground in the distance, covered in blood and dust, being pressed down by an invisible force.

"Su...Su Chen?!" Klin's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

"It's already...resolved?" Tien Shinhan was also shocked.

Wukong, however, was filled with excitement, his eyes burning with fierce fighting spirit: "Su Chen! You're amazing! I feel like I've become much stronger, and I was originally planning to have a big fight! But..."

He looked at Su Chen, eager to try, "Can I have a match with you?"

Having become stronger through training, he now desires to fight. Originally, he wanted to protect his companions, but he has now discovered that the enemy has been defeated by an opponent he wanted to surpass.

Looking at Wukong, Su Chen could feel the surging power within him, far exceeding the level of the same period in the original work. Clearly, his year of arduous training had yielded remarkable results.

He smiled and said, "Okay."

The ensuing battle made Piccolo and the others who were watching fully realize the gap in skill level.

Goku's moves are swift and fierce, and the power of the Kamehameha is now far greater than before, even faintly touching the threshold of a higher level.

However, Su Chen still handled the situation with ease. His movements were concise and efficient, and his use of Qi was exquisite. It was as if he could always predict Wukong's attack route in advance and neutralize it with minimal cost. His occasional counterattacks left Wukong flustered.

In the end, Su Chen ended the battle by gently slicing Wukong's neck with a skillful, non-injury hand chop.

Wukong sat on the ground, panting heavily, but a hearty and relieved smile appeared on his face: "I still can't beat you! But it was so much fun!"

Su Chen helped him up, but secretly thought to himself: Goku's current strength is probably close to or even reached the level of the early Namekian in the original work.

Under their own pressure, these guys grow at an astonishing rate.

It seems that... my own "sharpening stone" and "catalyst" have had a significant effect.

“These two Saiyans,” Su Chen pointed to Vegeta and Nappa, “I plan to take them back. They’re good sparring partners.” He looked at Piccolo and Goku, “Earth’s warriors need stronger opponents to hone their skills. If they’re properly controlled, they’re the best tools. If they become useless in the future, we can deal with them then.”

After saying that, he went back to find Bulma and Launch to exercise. (End of Chapter)