Starting from the other world, I joined the chat group at the same time

They want to do big things, how could they be restrained by a mere company?

To Lan Meng and Oga, this was indeed just a trivial matter. But when Oga looked out the window, he suddenly had an indescribable and very strange feeling.

just like......

Oga gently pressed his heart, and the feeling coming from his chest was a kind of panic with irregular heartbeat.

It seemed as if they had done something wrong that they would regret for the rest of their lives...

While Oga was thinking, the people who had already been sent out by Lan Meng had already started to act.

At an intersection in Yau Tsim Mong District, Fang Zhanbo, who was driving a sports car, was talking to the person on the other end of the phone with a stack of documents.

The protagonist of this great era is not doing what he is best at, stirring up the financial business. Instead, he is talking helplessly and dotingly to his wife and family on the other end of the phone.

"Honey, I'm back! Let our daughter go to bed early, mua, tomorrow is our first wedding anniversary, I've already asked for leave--"

call out! ! !

A stone flew from nowhere and pierced through the windshield of the sports car, and then instantly exploded Fang Zhanbo's head before he could react!

"mission completed."

In the darkness in the distance, a blindfolded man turned away indifferently. This mission was so simple that it was not worth mentioning, and it was so easy that there was no need to say anything more.

In the silent midnight street, only a husband and a father who could never return home were left.

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Volume 52: Xia Lang's Various Travels: Chapter 50 . [Dragon Ball] Going Your Own Path

"1,1,1, 2, 1..."

In the center of the forest, Xia Lang sat cross-legged and closed his eyes, feeling the breath around him. As he perceived, all natural things in the forest were within his understanding.

Qi, the vital energy of life, loomed in his perception...

Xia Lang let out a long breath and slowly opened his eyes. He looked at the light ball in his hand, which was slightly lit, and smiled, not knowing whether it was proud or helpless, and dispersed it casually.

Well, the magnetic field rotation has not yet awakened, but he has learned the Spirit Bomb first!

In fact, this is not a real spirit bomb, it is just communicating and connecting the spirit energy of the surrounding life, and then gathering them.

The principle is the same as the Spirit Bomb, but it would be very difficult to achieve the same level as Goku.

Moreover...I have also achieved some results in the field of magnetic field rotation.

Xia Lang stood up, and then his body jumped quickly in the jungle like an arrow. His legs seemed to be equipped with a pair of springs, and he easily shuttled back and forth in every corner of the dense jungle!

Its speed was far beyond the reach of human beings, but even with such high-speed movement, it did not cause him to hit any trees or branches even once.

After a moment, he landed steadily, looked at the eight leaves evenly arranged in his palm, and smiled gently.

He has found the door driven by electric current.

Whether this was a change caused by the rising Qi in his body or the beginning of the rotation of the magnetic field, there was no doubt that he had perfectly acquired the so-called "animal power".

The advantages of various animals, such as the eagle's [eyes], the bat's [hearing], the spider's [vibration induction], the rattlesnake's [thermal vision], etc., can all be found in humans. The so-called first-level ability is nothing more than this.

Ugh, actually this setting was basically abandoned in the middle of Kaihu 1. Rather than saying it’s a stage, it’s better to say that it’s just that the threshold of electric current propulsion has not yet been fully understood.

But this is already good enough.

Compared to my former weak self, being able to touch the edge of power, even if the distance is still very far, is already very good.

The most terrifying thing is not the long journey, but the darkness without even a glimmer of hope.

"Hu~~~" Xia Lang let out a long breath, then sat cross-legged again and began to circulate his energy.

After laying a solid foundation with Master Roshi, he did not reject the martial arts from the martial artist Xia Lang, but instead selected a moderate and peaceful "Purple Cloud Kung Fu" and began to practice it.

I didn't practice this martial art for any reason, but just wanted to further understand the power of 'Qi'. After understanding the nature of Qi, the martial arts of this other world would naturally not cause any problems.

Rather, it was precisely because of this martial art that Xia Lang felt more deeply the "vitality" of all things around him, which gradually began to nourish and fill this originally very narrow body.

But the problem remains: progress is too slow.

Compared to the local strong men who only need "special training" for half a year or a year to increase their combat effectiveness several times when encountering difficulties, Xia Lang's speed is not to say crawling, but it is equivalent to the slow pace of a snail.

This is already the case in Dragon Ball, a fantasy environment with an overabundance of energy where dinosaurs and all other mammals can survive at the same time. You can imagine how difficult it is to practice in other worlds with a lack of vitality...

Immersing his mind in the surrounding environment, Xia Lang closed his eyes tightly and felt the countless vitality escaping from his life, and then gradually gathered them into his body...

The rustling of wind through the treetops, the cheerful rhythmic sound of grass, the chirping of insects, the roar of dragons, the sounds of life and the silence in the heart form a song of joy.

It feels as if the spirit is immersed in nature and perfectly integrated with everything around.

Tick, tick, tick.

When a drop of dew fell on the tip of his nose, Xia Lang opened his eyes. Unknowingly, a day had passed so simply.

He scratched his palms, feeling the energy gathering in his body, and opened his hands. Gradually, a faint white air mass formed in his palms.

Just when Xia Lang was delighted with his overnight success, a curious voice suddenly came from above his head.

"You've been sitting there all night, are you just being lazy?"

Xia Lang raised his head and saw Little Wukong sitting on the treetop, looking at him curiously.

"This is also practice, Goku."

Xia Lang smiled lightly, changed his sitting position, and suddenly said with interest

"How about you give it a try too?"

"Practice? Then I'll come too!!!"

Wukong seemed very excited and curious. This innocent boy who had no accurate understanding of anything in the world had an extraordinary passion for cultivation and improving his combat capabilities.

Perhaps this is a display of his instinct as a Saiyan.

Xia Lang did not hide anything, he quickly taught Wukong how to meditate and gather energy. The result was better than he expected.

With just one demonstration, Wukong was able to enter a state of meditation easily, and as he entered the state, a lot of vitality in the surrounding forest immediately gathered towards him!

If Xia Lang collected the falling dewdrops when he gathered his energy, then what Wukong collected was just like the trickles that naturally rushed towards him...

Xia Lang looked at this scene and suddenly felt bitter in his mouth and sighed softly.

Jealous? Of course, it is human nature. When you see that something you have worked hard to do is done by a genius, you will naturally feel this way.

But even though I was a little jealous, it was also something I had expected and was prepared for.

After all...that's Goku!

The stigma he carries as a low-level warrior is just the lower limit of his race as a Saiyan, but his talent is already mentioned to be superior to Vegeta.

Whether it is Master Roshi or King Kai, whether it is Whis or Beerus, as long as Goku wants to learn, he can easily learn these moves and techniques almost at will.

Compared to this talent, perhaps his natural Saiyan strength is not that important.

But no matter which one it is, it is a height that ordinary people can hardly reach.

In fact, Dragon Ball is not a world that completely emphasizes "bloodline theory". Bloodline does not necessarily produce the strongest person. For example, although they are both Saiyans, guys like Nappa and Raditz were eventually defeated by Earthlings like Krillin and Yamcha, didn't they?

What is powerful are the geniuses among the race like Kakarot, Vegeta, and Broly, which does not mean that there is an absolutely insurmountable gap between the entire race and other races.

Race brings a natural upper limit, but talents can still make up for many of the shortcomings in the upper limit.

But...there are some things that ordinary people just can't do.

No matter how many times Krillin was sacrificed later, as the strongest person on Earth, he was still first-class strong and outstanding in both performance and talent.

This is the fact, and the fact that his combat power was increased to 75,000 when fighting Frieza has already proved this, not to mention his use and strength of his moves.

But even so, Krillin's existence was fully proved in the subsequent Saiyans' repeated explosions that there is a gap between geniuses and between the upper limits of races...

They are all geniuses, but they have already opened up a huge gap in the future. And for a mediocre person like me, the future...

Xia Lang shook his head, drove away these unnecessary thoughts from his mind, and just watched Wukong meditate quietly.

Unlike himself, Wukong woke up almost immediately, and after jumping up and down for a while, he said happily

"It's so interesting. I feel like I won't feel tired immediately after sitting like this for a while!"

"Really... Goku, I need your help with something."

Xia Lang thought for a moment and suddenly said

"Can I borrow your golden cudgel? Not now, but I guess I'll need it in a few months."

"Sure, but what are you going to use it for?"

Wukong agreed to lend his grandfather's belongings without hesitation.

"Wow... maybe I should try to open a door and find one." Xia Lang said faintly.

“I also want to work as hard as I can for my future.”

Wukong didn't understand what he was saying, and he jumped off the stone and left. Soon, Xia Lang taught Wukong the breathing method, and he also taught it to Krillin.

Master Kame must have known this, and he could see that his disciple was hiding some special secrets. However, he never cared.

Everyone has their own secrets, right? It is not necessary to know everything.

He is not a person who wants to control everything, and the main tone of this world has never been conspiracy and calculation.

Xia Lang did take the initiative to mention this when Master Roshi was teaching him the Ten Thousand Nations Shocking Palm, but Master Roshi didn't care and told Xia Lang not to talk about it if he didn't want to.

In this way, eight months of comfortable and fulfilling cultivation life passed quietly.

The world's number one martial arts tournament is about to begin, and this is also the end of Xia Lang, Krillin and Goku's short training.

But the night before, Xia Lang found Master Turtle and said to him:

"Master, I will not participate in this world's number one martial arts tournament."

"Oh? Why?"

While watching the beautiful woman doing aerobics on TV, Master Kame said without turning his head

"Because...I feel that the World Martial Arts Tournament is not my stage."

Xia Lang whispered

"You need to educate Krillin and Goku to grow up. They need to understand their own strength, gain confidence, and also understand that there are always people better than you. This martial arts tournament is very important to them, but for me..."

Meaningless.

Xia Lang knew the next "plot". After the World Martial Arts Tournament, Goku, Krillin and Master Roshi parted ways, and then embarked on the journey of searching for the Dragon Balls.

He will encounter the Red Ribbon Army on the way, and then slowly collect the Dragon Balls again. Then, it is the story of Piccolo the Great Demon King.

Admittedly, if Xia Lang followed the 'plot', he might have a chance to get his hands on the Dragon Ball's wish, but the chance was not great, and he didn't want to snatch something that belonged to Goku.

He has his own path, a path that he has planned for himself to become a strong man, a path to chase Goku, and even a path to chase Krillin.

"Okay, I see."

Unexpectedly, Master Kame agreed to Xia Lang's request. He stood up, but could not bear to watch his favorite aerobics show. Instead, he turned around and said to Xia Lang in a relaxed manner.

"Then come with me, Xia Lang. Tonight is your graduation ceremony."

Volume 53: Xia Lang's Various Travels: Chapter 51 . [Dragon Ball] Departure

Deep in the silent bamboo forest, in the dark and silent night, under the bright moon hanging high in the sky, a master and disciple are performing a ceremony to mark their departure.

Turtle Hermit slowly took off his tortoise shell, threw away his crutches, stood in front of the disciple who was taller than him and said:

"Tell me what the purpose of Kame-sen-ryu is."

"Exercise well, study well, eat well, have fun, and rest well!" Xia Lang answered loudly.

"So you did it?"

"I... didn't." Xia Lang said with some guilt.

pat!

Master Roshi patted his head with his palm, and the face under the sunglasses smiled.

"Idiot, you are violating the principles of our Kame-sen-ryu by acting like this now."