Chapter 777 He brought back food

Of course, this was just a perfunctory excuse.

However, Sun Wukong actually believed this, and clenched his fist excitedly, saying, "Okay!"

Although the Holy Water didn't immediately exert its miraculous effects, Sun Wukong felt it would probably take more time.

After all, even the sage Karin said so, so the sage wouldn't lie, right?

...

"What a huge egg! Is this the offspring of King Piccolo? It looks so strange."

Bulma poked at the huge egg in front of her with some curiosity. It had taken them quite a while to find this thing, which they eventually discovered in a clump of grass.

If Suzumiya Musashi hadn't said that this thing was Piccolo Daimaō's egg, she would have even thought it was an egg left by an unknown species of dinosaur.

After all, it's just too big.

"That should be it. After all, there aren't any other creatures around here. It seems that King Piccolo wants to prolong his life. However, the one in the picture is not the same person as him."

Master Roshi wasn't entirely sure either, but Musashi Suzumiya probably wouldn't lie. Right now, he was just hesitating about what to do with the egg.

According to the gods, once this egg hatches, the second-generation Piccolo inside will likely have a similar personality. If I, with my old bones, were to take it back, would I really be able to subdue it?

Although the person hasn't been born yet, can Piccolo Daimaō's descendant be viewed with the eyes of an ordinary person? Perhaps he will have extremely powerful strength as soon as he hatches.

It wouldn't be good if it damaged the flowers and plants on the island, mainly because Master Roshi was afraid that this thing would be just like his deceased father, and might also be a born demon king.

Then the treasures you keep in the house will be ruined.

"That's right. Didn't that deity just tell you to take him back and teach him properly? Remember to persuade him to do good."

Suzumiya Musashi nodded. Sensing the aura, he confirmed that the creature was indeed a descendant of Piccolo Daimaō. To prevent Master Roshi from asking him to help raise the child, he had effectively blocked his path.

Anyway, what the god just said was to Master Roshi, so it has nothing to do with me.

He hasn't even had enough time to train yet, so he doesn't have time to help teach this Piccolo Daimaou 2nd generation.

"Um...that's right, but I don't know how to hatch this thing either."

Master Roshi looked somewhat helpless, and at the same time, he didn't know how to hatch the egg. Was he supposed to sit on it like a hen incubating chicks?

Don't sit on it and ruin it.

Moreover, he still had doubts about whether Piccolo Jr. would really be a good person.

"Alright, if you don't know, just ask that god. He definitely knows all this. You'd better take it back quickly. What's with all this stammering?"

Karin Uzumaki said somewhat impatiently. She could tell that this old man was hesitating because he probably thought the egg was a problem.

Honestly, don't you remember that God specifically asked you to do this? If you weren't willing, why didn't you just refuse? It's too late to say these things now.

They had no interest in bringing along someone who might be inherently evil; let that old man worry about those things.

...

Dr. Gro arrived at another of his experimental bases in a small spaceship. This place was also deserted, and hardly anyone would come here.

"We finally escaped. I had a feeling that if I stayed there, I would be caught, like someone was watching me."

He finally breathed a sigh of relief when he got there. When he was watching the game through the camera, he always felt that the man was looking at the camera intentionally or unintentionally.

At that moment, he realized something was wrong. Although he was very reluctant to part with the android No. 12 that he had just developed, he thought that since the other party had already lost control, there was no point in keeping it.

So I simply chose to activate the self-destruct mode, which would not only destroy this guy who was trying to betray me, but also eliminate those annoying flies along with him.

"Hahaha, I've installed a super powerful bomb. I don't believe you can survive an explosion of that magnitude!"

After confirming that everything was safe, Dr. Groh burst into unrestrained laughter. He had considered many aspects, and the bomb was specifically intended to cause mutual destruction.

It has indeed come in handy now, but unfortunately I evacuated too early and didn't see how many people were affected by the explosion.

Even if their reaction speed is extremely fast, they will probably still be implicated. Just thinking about this, Dr. Gro couldn't help but smile.

"Hmph, you dare to oppose me? Just wait, this is only the beginning. Next time it won't be so simple."

Dr. Gro was extremely pleased with himself, completely unaware that his method of mutual destruction had never worked at all.

The main problem is that Suzumiya Musashi's reaction speed is just too fast. If he weren't here, someone might actually get injured.

After all, Dr. Groh didn't know where he got the high-tech bomb from; it could not only be remotely detonated, but its power was also enormous.

This guy would definitely be a talent if he didn't go out and do bad things, it's just a pity that he didn't use his talents for the right things.

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Turtle House.

"Mr. Wu Tian, ​​why did you bring back an egg? Did you prepare it for us as dinner because you were worried we'd be hungry?"

Krillin and Oolong were very happy to see Master Roshi and the others return; the former was relieved that their teacher was alright, while the latter was simply craving something sweet.

"Go away, go away, this is not food. There is a life inside. You don't need to worry about it. Don't touch it unless you have to."

Master Roshi almost laughed out of anger. This thing was not to be eaten; if he did, he might not live much longer.

After all, this concerns the life and death of a god. Although the other party may not care about survival or death, there are still other people in the temple of the gods.

If that person were to blame himself for the death of the god, then even if he had hundreds of mouths, he would have no way to express his grievances.

"Not bad, I haven't spoiled you for nothing. You've been working even harder lately."

After putting the egg in his room, Master Roshi looked at Krillin with some satisfaction. This guy hadn't slacked off while he was away; he seemed to be really hardworking.

With a personality like that, even if one isn't particularly talented, they're bound to achieve something in the future.