Master Roshi slowly walked up to Piccolo Jr.
Looking at the young-looking Piccolo Jr. before him, Master Roshi's expression was serious. Beneath his sunglasses, his eyes revealed a strange glint.
His sharp gaze locked directly onto Piccolo, as if trying to see completely through him.
The young Piccolo, for his part, was on full alert before Master Roshi, his guard raised to the highest degree.
Although he wasn't the original Piccolo, he had inherited the old Piccolo's memories.
Master Roshi was his greatest opponent, and now that he stood right in front of him, Piccolo Jr. clenched his fists tightly, ready to fight at any moment.
The atmosphere grew incredibly tense; everyone watched closely, as if a great battle might break out between them in the next second.
Fortunately, the world had already changed because of Talot. Otherwise, facing this young Piccolo, no one would have shown such expressions.
"That's enough, Master Roshi. With your keen eyes, you should be able to tell that this Piccolo is no longer the evil Piccolo you once fought. He's a Namekian who's been reborn," Talot stepped in, dissolving the heavy atmosphere.
Hearing Talot's words, Master Roshi pondered for a moment. The white light reflected on his sunglasses quickly faded, and his stern old face suddenly turned into a frivolous smile.
"Haha~! I just got curious and wanted to see whether this new Piccolo is the same as his father. Looks like I was overthinking it," Holding his cane, Master Roshi said and glanced once more at the young Piccolo, then he stopped targeting him..
With Talot guaranteeing it, who would dare make a move?
Even if this Piccolo truly was still evil, if Talot said he wasn't, then he wasn't.
Of course, that was because Talot possessed overwhelming strength.
Master Roshi believed that Talot must have his reasons for doing this.
When the young Piccolo heard Talot mention the Namekians, his whole body trembled. His confused eyes turned toward Talot, filled with a sincere and intense desire for the truth.
Though he had inherited the old Piccolo's memories, he still didn't know what race he truly belonged to.
All this time, he had always believed himself to be one of the demons.
"Want to know more? The other you is right here, why not ask him yourself?" Talot directly threw this troublesome question to Kami.
"He…" A flicker of hesitation crossed young Piccolo's eyes. The look he gave Kami was filled with hostility.
To him, Kami was his opposite.
But now, in order to learn the truth about his origins, he had no choice but to face him.
On the other hand, when Kami heard that Talot had given him the chance to explain, he was secretly delighted.
Though the Piccolo before him was the Junior, Kami knew that he was no longer the same Piccolo as before. That meant there was a chance for change.
Without hesitation, Kami approached Piccolo while explaining everything about Namek to the young Piccolo.
After several minutes of one-sided explanation, young Piccolo finally understood the full story.
So, he really was an alien.
The feeling of learning the truth was indescribably strange. It left young Piccolo at a complete loss.
"You came to me because you sought to become stronger, didn't you? In fact, rather than my guidance, perhaps your kin on Namek would be better suited to teach you," Talot said as he looked down at young Piccolo.
Those words caused an unusual gleam to flash in young Piccolo's eyes.
"You… can send me to Namek?" the young Piccolo asked in utter shock.
As a Namekian who grew up on Earth, and whose former self had committed countless terrible deeds here, he found it unbelievable that Talot was now offering to send him back to his home planet.
It felt like a dream.
"Come to think of it, it's been quite a while since I last went to Namek myself. If you want to go, I can certainly take you along," Talot said calmly, arms crossed.
In truth, Talot had his own plans in mind. Thanks to his interference, both Goku and Vegeta had achieved the Super Saiyan transformation much earlier and had become incredibly strong. Even Nappa's strength had increased significantly.
Piccolo, being such an important character in the original work, would be reduced to a mere side character if he did nothing.
But if he were to intervene slightly, interfere with his destiny, and send him to Namek early, what kind of changes would that bring?
After all, Namek at this point was vastly different from Namek in the original work's timeline.
Sending Piccolo there would be nothing but beneficial. Under Ragar and Nail's training, he might even walk a completely different path.
Perhaps, within a year or two, he could grow rapidly, maybe even rival Goku.
After all, Piccolo was a Warrior-type Namekian.
And for a Warrior-type Namekian, the speed of growth was unimaginable.
"Alright! I'll go," Piccolo answered decisively.
Hearing that, Talot smiled lightly. "In that case, stay and join the feast tonight. Tomorrow, you'll come with me to Planet Namek."
After saying this, Talot no longer paid him any attention.
At this point, Piccolo was no longer being treated as an outsider.
Of course, the truth was that, to everyone present, even the weakest among them, young Piccolo posed absolutely no threat.
That was the fundamental reason no one cared much.
…
In the blink of an eye.
The next morning.
Not long after waking up and finishing breakfast, Talot went to find the young Piccolo as promised.
Piccolo hadn't left during the night; he had stayed there waiting.
Talot had arranged a room for him, but the boy refused it, so Talot just let him be.
"Are you ready?" Talot asked with a faint smile, his gaze fixed on the young Piccolo.
Hearing this, Piccolo didn't speak. He remained as silent as ever, but his eyes and posture already gave Talot the answer.
He was already impatient to go to his homeland.
More importantly, he wanted to become stronger…strong enough to defeat everyone he wished!
"Then let's go," Talot said casually.
In the next instant, Talot's aura enveloped Piccolo Jr.'s body.
Without giving him time to adapt, Talot used Instant Transmission, vanishing from Earth in a flash.
When the warp ended, an overwhelming sensation filled young Piccolo's heart. In the blink of an eye, the scenery around him had changed completely.
"Th-this place…!!" The young Piccolo was intensely shocked, unable to imagine what kind of technique this was.
Talot's strength was far beyond anything he could imagine.
But he quickly regained his composure and immediately scanned his surroundings with a curious and shocked look in his eyes.
The surrounding environment and the landscape felt strange to him, yet there was an inexplicable sense of familiarity deep in his bones.
In the inherited memories he received, he had seen such scenes before, which had felt nostalgic. At first he hadn't paid much attention to them, but now that he was actually on Namek, all his doubts were suddenly cleared.
Those scenes in his memory were fragments of his incomplete memories of home.
Standing on Namek, Piccolo Jr. tried his best to calm his restless heart.
At this moment, he was certain. This was his home.
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