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Chapter 11: Getting the Namekians to Drink!

Until two years ago, Bulma helped Bick build a mansion and gravity chamber for his training and living quarters.

Piccolo, who shares a similar plight and has been stranded on Earth, promises Piccolo that one day, when Piccolo has sufficient power and social standing, Piccolo will help him live in human society.

After all, this was the nanny they had booked!
"What, what, what the hell is this?!"

When Piccolo's anger subsided, Tony Stark finally had the strength to get up from the ground. The green, grotesque face in front of him almost made him think he had met Satan!
"What kind of monster is this? Has the slackline hook come to life??"

Upon hearing this, Carrot El immediately gave a thumbs-up in agreement:
"Great minds think alike; I had the same feeling when I first met him."

Piccolo's lips twitched, and he glanced at Stark briefly, his brow furrowing, a cold glint in his eyes:

"Tch, what a weakling."

Carrot El pointed to his head: "No, he's similar to Bulma, both are true genius scientists."

“His wisdom is no less than Bulma’s.”

As he spoke, Carrot took a bottle of chilled beer from the freezer and tossed it to Bick.

"is it?"

Piccolo glanced at Stark, a look of surprise on his face. He took the drink, took a sip, and almost spat it out, his face turning even greener: "Pfft!!!"

"Sun, why does this water taste strange?"

Carrot Al took a drink capsule from the capsule box and handed it to Bick:

"This stuff is called alcohol. I heard you say before that you can get energy through photosynthesis by just drinking water."

"Coincidentally, human society's pursuit of water is not much less than that of food. There are at least tens of thousands of kinds of alcoholic beverages, juices, drinks, soups, and other water-based products here."

"I think you'll like it."

Upon hearing this, although Piccolo maintained his cold expression on the surface, the subtle upward curve of his lips betrayed his inner anticipation:
"Hmph, when it comes to enjoying life, these weaklings are truly blessed."

Carrot Al casually parked the car here, pulled a still bewildered Stark along, and headed towards Bick's house:
Yes, that's the joy of life.

Piccolo's residence is a Namekian spaceship deep within the oasis, next to which is a house.

When Stark saw the spaceship, he instantly snapped out of his daze, rushed over, looked left and right, and became excited as if he had discovered a new continent.

I no longer have a cold or fever, and I'm not thirsty or hungry. I feel incredibly energetic!

"How have you been these past few years? Have you been comfortable?"

The campfire illuminated the dim land of the oasis.

The gentle moonlight that falls at night is completely different from that of daytime.

In this desolate wasteland, Carrot and Bick clinked glasses and drank together, with Tony Stark beside them, who had been running around like a monkey in the spaceship just moments before.

After being forced to drink 10 kilograms of vodka, this Namekian, who survives on water, finally tasted the intoxication brought by this fine wine.

I have to say, it was awesome!

How cool!

"Not good at all. I barely managed to master 30 times the gravity. I'm really getting worse as I get older. I couldn't even feel your presence just now."

Bick's face was always green, never red, but the hazy look in his eyes revealed a hint of drunkenness.

Carrot El's calm gaze trailed a smile at the corner of his mouth: "Your body has only been fully developed for less than two years, so it's already quite good that you've laid a solid foundation in training."

"Once they reach the later growth stage, they will experience rapid improvement!"

"I heard from Bulma that you've changed your name to something like El?" "You?"

Bick paused for a moment.

Carrot El shook his head, sat down by the campfire with his wine glass in hand, and interrupted him:

"That's just to avoid trouble. A name is just a form of address. I don't care what name you use."

Clark Sun.

This can also be considered one of his names.

He doesn't regret the moment he exposed himself during the tornado and saved his adoptive father, Jonathan.

But it was on that occasion that he had to leave.

The alienation and antagonism that these ordinary people felt towards the Kent family also led him to set a goal that he felt he had to achieve in human society.

That is, to obtain the social status of an extraordinary person, or even to rule, and to influence and control the spiritual life and material foundation of this society!

Since society's gaze will never satisfy me no matter what, I will try my best to make it satisfactory through relatively acceptable means.

"Actually, I've always been curious: we're both outsiders, so why did you choose to live in the human world?"

"With your power, ruling them shouldn't be too difficult."

Carrot El downed the drink in his glass in one gulp:

There are countless paths in the world, and everyone has their own path to choose.

"People may choose the same path on different roads, but the paths they take will ultimately be different."

"Some are obsessed with martial arts, while others are unjust and alone."

"No matter how strong someone becomes, even if they can crush a star with their bare hands, they will still use that power to save a cat trapped in a tree."

"And some people, even if they are powerless, will slander, hurt, bully, and trample on others."

"What you're saying is just one of the millions of paths I can choose at will."

"Power gives me more options than they do, but I'm not really keen on choosing this path right now, and I don't know which path I should take."

Carrot El spoke very sincerely, saying that besides searching for his origins, he also wanted to gain this invincible power.

He only had two thoughts: rivals on his path forward and a home to belong to.

He's warlike, warlike to the core!
This is a fact that cannot be changed at the genetic level.

Al and Bick were chatting animatedly, but Tony Stark listened with a chill running down his spine, watching them with trepidation:

"You two both possess the power to destroy the world?"

Carrot El gently lifted his eyelids, a nonchalant glance in his eyes, and in that instant when his gaze met Stark's, he uttered a soul-searching question:
Do you think you don't?

"If you weren't special, you wouldn't have been drawn into this journey by me. With your intelligence, if you were to turn to the dark side, it would be an unimaginable catastrophe in the universe."

These words were incredibly pleasing to Tony Stark, putting him in a very good mood. It was practically the most touching compliment he had heard since he had been kidnapped for months.

"Thank you, please say things like that more often in the future!"

Carrot El ignored his narcissism: "Ha, megalomaniac."

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