Chapter 88 Wukong dies of heart disease, special medicine

"Is it an alien?" Sun Wukong asked solemnly.

"No, they are artificial humans created by the earthlings. They were created by Dr. Gallo, a scientist from the former Red Ribbon Corps." Trunks explained to the two the origin of the enemy.

"It's the Red Ribbon Army!" Sun Wukong said in surprise.

"The Red Ribbon Army was the enemy I defeated when I was a child in order to collect the Dragon Balls. They wanted to use the Dragon Balls to rule the entire world, and I stopped them." Son Goku explained to Son Gohan. After all, no one had told him this.

"Oh, so that's how it is," Son Gohan replied.

Although Son Gohan already knew what had happened, even knew more than Son Goku himself, at least Son Goku didn't know that General Red's wish was not to rule the world but to grow taller, but he still had to put on an expression as if he had just learned the news.

"I heard that the Red Ribbon Army was wiped out by you a long time ago, but the surviving Dr. Gallo is still doing his research." Trunks said.

"Are they still thinking about conquering the world?" Sun Wukong asked the reason why the Red Ribbon Army made a comeback.

"I don't know, but Dr. Gero has always been ambitious." Trunks also didn't quite understand the purpose of the Red Ribbon Army.

"Dr. Gallo originally wanted to make androids into sophisticated killing machines, but unexpectedly, he was killed by the thing he invented himself..." Having said this, Trunks paused slightly.

"In other words, the androids are horrible guys who take complete pleasure in killing and destroying," Trunks said solemnly.

"You can already become a Super Saiyan and your strength is so extraordinary, but you still think they are very scary, so..." Sun Wukong stopped here and did not continue.

"Yes!" Trunks understood what Son Goku wanted to express.

"I originally wanted to resist... but even in a one-on-one fight, I can only run for my life." Trunks said with a face full of shame.

"Wait a minute, there are only two of them...so where are your companions?" Hearing this, Sun Wukong also reacted and asked this crucial question directly.

"Everything is gone. 20 years later, I am the only warrior left." Trunks said with a sad face.

After hearing this, Sun Wukong was speechless for a long time, not knowing what to say.

"In the battle three years later, my father, Krillin, Yamcha, Tien Shinhan, Gyoza and Piccolo all died." Trunks recounted everyone's situation one by one.

"And Brother Gohan, who survived and escaped, taught me martial arts four years ago..." Trunks couldn't help but look at Son Gohan at this time.

"Don't worry, I can now become a Super Saiyan. This means that your arrival has had a significant impact on us. The things that happened in your future world will never happen in our world." Son Gohan said to Trunks.

"Well, I hope so," Trunks said.

"What's happening in your world next?" Sun Wukong asked again.

"With Piccolo's death, the Dragon Balls no longer exist, and no one can be resurrected... The androids are killing innocent people even more crazily, and the world of the future will be like hell." Trunks went on to recount the tragic experiences of their world.

"How miserable!" Son Gohan said from the side.

"Awesome, they are really awesome!" Trunks shouted excitedly after hearing what Son Gohan said.

[Here I set that No. 17 and No. 18 in the Great Special World have a combat power of only 4.5 million, which is much weaker than the main time and space. I don’t know why Piccolo and the gods in the future world didn’t merge back into one. If they did, with the strength of the androids in that world, wouldn’t Piccolo have to tear them into parts with his bare hands? ]

"But... what about me? How happened to me? Was I killed too?" When Sun Wukong heard that Trunks was slow to explain his own situation, he couldn't help but ask the reason.

"If you didn't participate in the battle, you would become seriously ill and then die soon." Trunks' words made Son Goku confused.

"Ah?" Sun Wukong shouted in surprise.

In the distance, Piccolo also looked troubled when he heard the news.

"You have a serious heart disease, and even a Super Saiyan can't get rid of it." Trunks explained the reason.

"I think it was caused by drinking the Super Divine Water and continuously using the King-Fist while fighting Piccolo. After all, the Super Divine Water itself is a poison, and the King-Fist puts a heavy burden on the body, which directly triggered the toxicity in the Super Divine Water. So it's very likely."

"In addition, Son Gohan's "gamified body data" can prevent Son Gohan's body from getting sick."

"Well... this may be my fate. Senzu beans can't cure diseases," Sun Wukong said helplessly.

"After all, illness is not considered physical injury. It also counts as the end of life. Even the Dragon Balls cannot bring you back to life." Son Gohan said on the side.

"It's so hateful... I'm about to die and I can't fight them. I really don't want to accept this." Sun Wukong said with regret.

"It's a bit regrettable that you didn't take part in the battle. However, you know that you are going to die soon. Shouldn't you feel a little bit scared?" Trunks asked in confusion when he saw that Son Goku didn't care about his life or death at all.

"Of course I'm afraid...but what I regret more is that I can't witness their power with my own eyes." Sun Wukong said seriously.

"Trunks, we Saiyans are a fighting nation. When we encounter a powerful enemy, our first reaction must be to go up and fight him." Son Gohan said from the side.

"You are indeed a true Saiyan warrior. Just as mom and big brother Gohan said, you are really admirable." Trunks said as he took out a small bottle from his pocket.

"When you feel your illness acting up, please take this medicine immediately." Trunks handed the small bottle in his hand to Son Goku.

"What is this?" Sun Wukong looked at the small bottle handed to him by Trunks with a confused look on his face.

"This is a medicine. Your disease is indeed incurable now, but in 20 years, there will be a specific medicine for this disease," said Trunks.

"Really? That's great, thank you. Why didn't you take it out earlier? You made me worry for nothing." Sun Wukong said happily, holding the medicine bottle.