In Dragon Ball! Start by choosing the Omni-King's power.

That idiot in the sky, you created the Dragon Balls yourself, why don't you use them to restore your youth?

If you die, I'll be doomed too.

Let me regain my youth and rule the world first.

I'll devour you when I get the chance.

That way I can rule the world forever.

"Once I regain my youth, I will be able to awaken the powerful force within me, and then no one will be able to stop me." Piccolo Daimaō said with a smile, glancing at the monster opposite him, and ordered, "Tambourne, kill the martial artists of the World Martial Arts Tournament one by one in order."

"Yes!" The monster called Tambourine nodded.

"Great Demon King, who will go to find the Dragon Balls?" a little monster beside him asked.

This little monster is essentially the Demon King's secretary.

"Let's add another warrior and send him to find the Dragon Balls," Piccolo Daimaō said thoughtfully.

"He said he wanted to add a soldier, is that what he meant?" Ash's face changed, and he whispered to Pilaf.

"It's disgusting... I don't want to watch." Pilaf closed his eyes.

"No, Your Majesty the Great Demon King," the secretary quickly advised. "If you were to lay more eggs, it would consume a lot of energy, which would accelerate your aging. You might die of old age before you even have a chance to rule the world."

"It's alright, I can hold on until I find the Dragon Balls and regain my youth." Piccolo Daimaō smiled slightly, "Even if I use magic a few more times, I won't die."

The secretary nodded gently.

"Let the warrior who collects the Dragon Balls have a dragon-shaped warrior," Piccolo Daimaō pondered.

Immediately afterwards, Piccolo Daimaō chanted a spell.

The next moment, Piccolo opened his mouth and spat out an egg.

Pilaf and the other two were utterly disgusted and quickly closed their eyes.

Piccolo spat the egg onto the ground.

Piccolo was also panting heavily.

Spitting out such an egg also consumed a lot of Piccolo's energy.

"Are you alright, Your Majesty the Great Demon King?" the secretary asked.

"Come out quickly, your name is Copper Bell," King Piccolo commanded.

"Crack!"

The white egg cracked open, and a monster emerged from it.

The monster has a pair of wings.

"Are you awake, Copper Bell?" King Piccolo asked, looking at the monster.

"Yes, Your Majesty the Great Demon King!" the monster hurriedly replied.

"Do you understand? Your mission is to collect the remaining seven Dragon Balls," Piccolo Daimaō instructed.

"Yes!" the monster nodded.

"Hey, where is the next Dragon Ball?" Piccolo Daimaō turned to look at Pilaf and his two companions.

“Yes…it’s in this area. The Dragon Balls here are the closest to us…this one is the most suitable.” Pilaf pointed to a dot on the map.

"Okay, I understand." The monster silently looked over and memorized the location of the Dragon Ball.

The monster was also examining the martial artist's image pasted on the wall.

Immediately afterwards, the monster saw Namu.

Namu was a competitor who competed against Goku in the previous martial arts tournament.

His detailed address is on the roster.

"Let's go!" King Piccolo commanded.

"Yes!"

A monster and a beast took to the sky and flew off in different directions.

Pilaf and the other two huddled together and whispered among themselves for a while.

“Lord Pilaf, we saved his life, but he showed no intention of repaying us…is that right?” Ash asked.

"Shh, keep your voice down! He'll hear you!" Pilaf quickly whispered, reassuringly adding, "Don't worry, he said he would definitely give us half the world."

……

Turtle Island.

"So, if we find all seven Dragon Balls, any wish can be granted?" Tien Shinhan asked.

Are there any new tactics in Chapter 688?

“Yes, only one wish can be granted, or Krillin can be resurrected.” Bulma nodded.

“But to fulfill our wish at this point, we should be eliminating King Piccolo,” Yamcha suggested. “If we succeed, we can get rid of this demon.”

“Once the wish is granted, the Dragon Balls will turn to stone,” Poole replied. “So, if we want to bring Krillin back to life, we’ll have to wait another year.”

“Then this guy’s body will rot,” Wulong said. “We finally managed to bring him back to life, but he’s just a skeleton. What do you suggest we do?”

The image of Skeleton Klin thanking everyone also flashed through Oolong's mind.

Just thinking about it makes me imagine the scene.

“You don’t need to worry about that. I can make a cryogenic capsule to protect Krillin’s body,” Bulma said with a smile. “And I’ll put Oolong in it too.”

"I'm not dead yet!" Wulong exclaimed, his eyes wide.

"Hmm, it's light gray," Master Roshi suddenly remarked.

"Huh? What did you say?" Poole asked hurriedly.

"Teacher, do you have any tactics?" Le Ping asked expectantly.

“No, I meant Bulma’s underwear,” Master Roshi said.

Bulma: "..."

Bulma immediately covered her skirt.

That old pervert.

"Huh? Really?" Oolong immediately looked at Bulma.

"You two bastards! The world is about to be ruled by demons, and you still have the mind to watch this?" Bulma roared, knocking Master Roshi and Oolong to the ground with a single punch each.

"I'm just trying to distract myself," Master Roshi explained.

“I don’t need you to calm me down!” Bulma snapped.

"No matter what, we must get the seven Dragon Balls first." Master Roshi adjusted his glasses and said seriously, "Although it's dangerous, we have no choice but to do it."

"Hey, turn on the TV!" Lan Qi suddenly said.

A few people gathered around to watch the news on TV.

The news is reporting on Namu's murder.

"According to relatives and villagers of the witnesses, the murderer was a terrifying monster. Furthermore, the word 'demon' was left at the scene. What was the motive of this evil person?"

“Ah…” Tien Shinhan said in a deep voice.

"They acted so quickly," Le Ping said in a deep voice.

"Is that... that wood?" Master Roshi frowned.

"The other participants on the list are also in danger; we must notify them immediately!" Le Ping exclaimed.

"Wasn't that roster stolen? We don't know their addresses or phone numbers if we want to contact them." Master Roshi shook his head.

“You’re right,” Le Ping nodded.

"Reminding them through the news media will only cause panic worldwide, which is terrible." Tien Shinhan clenched his fist.

“It’s dangerous here too, let’s move somewhere else,” Master Roshi suggested, then asked Bulma, “Bulma, how long will it take to build a new Dragon Radar?”

“It will take at least half a day,” Bulma replied.

"Half a day? Okay, let's get to work then." Master Roshi nodded. "Once the Dragon Radar is ready, we can get into battle and quickly find the seven Dragon Balls to grant our wishes."

Just do it!

Bulma begins manufacturing the Dragon Ball Radar.

A few hours later, Bulma's Dragon Ball Radar had been manufactured.

Immediately, the group boarded a plane and quickly left Kame-no-Island to search for the Dragon Balls.

"You guys have been a great help here," Master Roshi said to Tien Shinhan and Gyoza.

“But we have to deal with an opponent stronger than Goku…” Tien Shinhan said in a deep voice.

Tien Shinhan didn't say what came next, but the meaning was already quite clear.

I have no confidence in defeating that Piccolo Demon King.

"I wish Goku were still alive," Bulma said sadly.

"Won't Little Goku die?" Yamcha guessed. "Do you think his parents would let him die so easily?"

"That's true... The problem is, if he didn't die, where could he have gone? Why hasn't he come back for so long?" Master Roshi scratched his head.

"I hope we don't get lost again?" Bulma muttered.

……

Deep in a forest.

Little Wukong just lay there on the ground, unconscious for a very long time.

Bardos couldn't resist the urge to treat Goku several times.

But after thinking about it, I finally gave up.