Except for Wukong, only he is a qualified punching bag!
"Even one day is too much!"
Tien Shinhan took a combat stance, looking unfriendly as he spoke, "This opportunity is rare. How could I let you have it? If you really have the skills, then speak with your strength!"
"Exactly what I want!"
Piccolo grinned sinisterly.
Kling and Yamcha exchanged a glance, then took a step forward.
"Alright, alright, I'm about to leave. Can't you guys settle down a bit?"
Looking at the tense crowd, Shano shook his head helplessly and raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet:
"Stop fighting, let's do it this way——"
He raised four fingers, "Two days in the Hyperbolic Time Chamber divided into six time slots, each slot for eight hours, which is four months inside. Wukong, Piccolo, and Tien Shinhan will accompany me on the first day; the second day is for Kling, Yamcha, and Chaozu. How about it?"
Upon hearing this, everyone looked at each other, then all showed satisfied smiles.
"This arrangement is very fair!"
Kling cheerfully patted Yamcha on the shoulder, "Haha, this way, we don't have to fight over it. We all get a share and can prepare well."
"Hmph, lucky you all."
Only Piccolo snorted.
Four months is a bit short for him, some regret there, but it will surely elevate his strength by several levels.
"I'll pass on my share, Brother Shano."
Wukong raised his hand, apologetically saying, "Can we swap with Gohan?"
"Gohan?"
Kling turned his head in surprise.
"Haha, that kid Gohan has a talent even greater than mine. Although I've made him study obediently with Chi-Chi this year, he is still my son and should learn martial arts in the future."
Wukong said earnestly, "Moreover, just bringing him over for a few days, Chi-Chi won't object. It's a rare opportunity."
Having trained with Shano for nearly a year on King Planet, no one knows better than him the kind of talent and qualities worth learning this man has.
Letting Gohan train, even for just four months, will surely be greatly beneficial for the future!
An excellent foundation can be laid!
"Hmph, ridiculous fatherly love?"
Piccolo sneered, Wukong has really changed. He finds Gohan, who is still young, annoying and would never develop such feelings.
"Alright, let's distribute it this way."
Shano didn't have any objections, nodded with a smile.
As long as someone accompanies him, that's enough, besides, little Gohan is lovely and understanding, not a troublesome brat.
Speaking of which, after spending so much time with his sisters and friends, he fears loneliness the most.
Previously, when he went into closed training alone, two months was the longest, already making him feel unbearable. If he were to spend two years alone in the Hyperbolic Time Chamber, he'd really go insane.
"Alright."
Shano stretched and looked into the distance:
"That's all for later, let's set it aside for now. The next three days, let's head back to Turtle Immortal House and have a great drink!"
"Let's go!"
"Oh oh oh oh!!!"
...
On the beach in front of Turtle Immortal House, an unprecedented grand feast lasted three days.
Lunch came specially from Tien Shinhan's place to serve as the main chef, skillfully showcasing excellent culinary skills;
Oolong and Puar acted as warm-up performers, finding ways to amuse everyone;
Even the rarely descended Immortal and Mr. Popo brought Cat Immortal and Yajirobe from the temple to join the celebration.
Time, truly flies like an arrow.
Even a whole year passes in a blur.
How much more these short five days?
...
Five days later.
In front of the Hyperbolic Time Chamber at the Immortal's palace.
Gohan pushed open the door, biting his lip, and walked out with a complicated expression.
Then, as if suddenly remembering something, he patted his forehead and returned to the door, performing a respectful gesture like a disciple welcoming a master.
Next moment.
Shano followed closely, stepping out of the Hyperbolic Time Chamber, yawning and stretching, only to find the plaza outside already crowded.
"Are you really leaving?"
Bulma stood at the front, teary-eyed, looking at Shano reluctantly.
Boo hoo, why only a year?
She originally planned to kick Yamcha aside and pursue the strong and handsome Lord Shano.
Now it seems, that plan.
"Has already died before being born, damn it..." Bulma lamented.
"Yes, time's up."
Shano nodded, hearing Bulma's latter complaints, his expression turned slightly strange.
Eh, who is she talking about, Trunks?
That indeed seems like a stillbirth...
Thinking about it, it's somewhat regrettable. I don't know where this world I've influenced will head in the future.
Will Vegeta be resurrected? Will the Frieza Army invade Earth, and what about the Artificial People crisis...
"Wukong."
Shano took out a thick notebook from his arms and handed it to Wukong, "Here, this is a compilation of my training notes, including advanced techniques of Armament and Observation, as well as my research insights on 'Qi' from the past year. Keep it well; it should help you all become stronger."
"The later parts contain information about the strong enemies in this universe. They are really very strong, your training must not slack off. After I leave, Earth will rely on you all."
"Yes, big brother."
Wukong solemnly accepted it, storing it with great care.
"Big brother Shano..."
Kling, Chaozu, and others gathered around, each hesitating to speak.
"Why are you all showing such expressions, like I'm dead?"
Shano grinned and rubbed their heads one by one forcefully:
"After all, I'm just leaving for a while, not about to die. Who knows, maybe one day in the future I'll come back to this universe to hang out with you again, haha."
He turned around, looking at Gohan, who was hiding in a corner, silently wiping away tears:
"And you, little guy, stop crying. Remember my advice; your future is boundless. Don't let me down."
"I will remember, master!"
Little Gohan tried to hold back his tears, but couldn't; his eyes were swollen red.
Buzz.
Ripples spread out, and Shano's figure suddenly began to blur.
"Is it starting?"
The Immortal's pupils contracted, murmuring, "You can already feel it, the repulsive force of space-time!"
Shano looked down, smiled with relief, and glanced around at the people who came to see him off.
Sun Wukong, Kling, Tien Shinhan, Yamcha, Chaozu, Piccolo, and also Mr. Popo, Cat Immortal, and Master Roshi...
These familiar faces warmed Shano's heart slightly.
This year, or maybe these three years, he will always remember.
Didn't choose the wrong world, didn't come to the wrong place, so good.
"Everyone, take care."
He said solemnly.
"Big brother Shano! Remember your words, you must come back to find us!"
Kling, eyes red, shouted while wildly waving his arms.
"Next time we meet, I will definitely become as strong as you, big brother Shano!"
Wukong clenched his fist with a determined and fighting spirit.
Amidst the reluctant calls from everyone, Shano's body gradually began to turn into specks of starlight.
"Now it's really time to go, give my regards to Lord King Kai. But that guy is probably tearfully watching now too, haha..."
"Stop with the lame jokes!" came an embarrassed voice from the void.
Really here?
Shano smiled wryly, at the last moment, he smiled and brought his right index and middle fingers together, placing them on his forehead.
Then, he swung forcefully outward:
"Goodbye, friends!"
Buzz——
The starlight scattered, and the figure disappeared.
Leaving only a pair of deliberately stepped deep footprints on the ground, proving he once visited this world.
......
...…
Pirate World, Wano Country.
In the courtyard of Kin Inari Shrine.
A gentle breeze passed, and freshly bloomed cherry blossoms slowly drifted down.
Buzz!
The space suddenly twisted, and a slender figure appeared out of thin air under the stunned gaze of the witches around.
"I've returned."
Shano took a deep breath, feeling the familiar gravity he missed, slightly curling his lips upward.
He looked down at his own hands and slowly made a fist.
The joints flashed with black and red electric light, emitting a terrifying and chilling aura.
"So then."
"The supreme gods, the supreme Lord Imu."
He raised his head, his leisurely gaze seemingly piercing through the clouds, reaching the summit of the Red Earth Continent:
"Are you ready..."
"To welcome the new me?"