After finishing his training with Master Roshi, Cabros bid farewell and asked for directions to Korin Tower before flying off. Roshi nearly mentioned the World's No. 1 Martial Arts Tournament in a year but stopped; Cabros was too strong to gain from it. Instead, he wrote to Son Gohan, urging him to compete in disguise and humble Goku, lest pride consume him. Unbeknownst to Roshi, this would lead to Gohan's death, injured by Goku's Great Ape form at the tournament. A tragic plot twist, but Gohan's afterlife romance with an underworld deity offered some solace.
Cabros returned to Bulma's home, where Dr. Brief had upgraded the combat power detector, removing its tracker and boosting its limit 200-fold to 100 million. A larger home unit could measure up to a billion.
"Impressive," Cabros said, eager to test his strength after eleven years.
*Beep beep!* "Combat power: 1256."
"Not bad," Cabros mused. His base power had surged, and Roshi's Kame-style training taught him ki amplification. With a 40% boost, his combat power reached 1,758. Roshi explained that mastering the Kame style's mental state could double combat power. This explained Piccolo's dominance over Android 20 despite a surprise attack; perfect ki control amplified strength.
Super Saiyan forms followed similar logic: Stage 1 offered a 50x boost, Stage 2 65x, and Stage 3 85x but slowed speed. Full Power Stage 1, though still 50x, felt like 80x with 60% ki amplification due to normalized energy. Vegeta's rage-fueled surge against Beerus was pure ki amplification, rarely exceeding 100% unless using Kaio-ken.
"Brother Cabros, where next?" Bulma asked. "Take me!"
"I'm headed to Korin Tower, a martial arts sanctuary," Cabros said. "It's too cramped for you."
"I'm not scared!" Bulma insisted.
"Fine," Cabros relented, unable to resist her persistence.
Before leaving, Cabros collected his Capsule Corp dividends, bought fish-packed capsules, and set off with Bulma. He coveted Korin's Senzu Beans and vowed to prevent anyone, like a certain tanky Yasuo, from hoarding them. If necessary, he'd eliminate such threats.
In 743 A.K., Cabros reached Korin Tower. At the Heavenly Temple, Kami observed.
"He's coming," Kami said.
"He's not evil," Bobo replied.
"I've watched him this year," Kami said. "Not kind, but not wicked. If he seeks temple training, Bobo, guide him."
"No problem," Bobo said.
Kami considered training Goku, Cabros's clansman, as Earth's warrior. Goku's pure heart, forged after a cliffside fall, made him ideal, but the Martial Arts Tournament would reveal his potential.
At Korin Tower, Bulma marveled at the 800-year-old talking cat.
"You need my training, meow!" Korin said.
"Please guide me, Master Korin," Cabros replied.
"Wear this bell and," Korin paused. "The gods know of you. They want you at the temple."
"Gods?" Cabros asked, activating his detector: 322 (likely Kami) and 1,089 (Bobo).
Speculation swirled about Bobo: angel, High Priest-level being, or something else. For now, Cabros focused on training. "Tell the gods I'll ascend after your teachings," he said.
Korin nodded. "Let's begin!"
"Hey!" Bulma protested. "You're ignoring me?"
"Here's a water tank showing the world," Korin offered.
"Really?" Bulma's eyes lit up.
Cabros regretted bringing her; she was a distraction. At eleven, he had no romantic interest in ten-year-old Bulma. Pedophilia wasn't his style.
Three months later, Cabros mastered Korin's techniques, blending divine teachings with Korin's innovations.
*Beep beep!* "Combat power: 1,351."
"Nice," Cabros said, up nearly 100 points.
"What's that?" Korin asked.
"A detector for combat power," Cabros explained.
"Test me!"
*Beep!* "155 points."
"Not bad," Korin said. "Yours was 1,351, without ki amplification?"
"Yes," Cabros confirmed. "With 50% amplification, I hit 2,026."
His deeper Kame-style mastery boosted amplification from 40% to 50%, surpassing Rocky Star's God of Earth. Cabros knew it was time to leave. Offering capsules, he requested Senzu Beans. Korin produced 536. Cabros took 506, leaving 30 for replanting, warning Korin their value was paramount.
"If anyone wastes or hoards them, good or evil, I'll kill them," Cabros said, his murderous aura chilling Korin.
"I understand," Korin stammered, cowed by the power gap.
Cabros farewelled Korin and flew to the temple. Bulma, bored after three days despite the magic tank, had demanded to go home. Cabros swiftly flew her to West City.
"You're a blockhead!" Bulma teased. "I'm so pretty!"
"You're beautiful, Miss Bulma," Cabros said, "but I'm eleven, you're ten. We're kids."
"When I'm older, can I be your girlfriend?"
"If you still want to, sure," Cabros said.
Bulma blushed, and Cabros realized his early bond might edge out Vegeta, especially since he wasn't a playboy.