Dragon Ball: I Can Obtain the Memories of a Boss

Arrived!

The two landed on the platform together.

Su Ming looked around. The God Realm was very spacious, with only a ring of buildings in the middle and some trees planted here and there.

Before my eyes was a dark figure, whose skin looked as if it had been splashed with ink, without a trace of other color. His head was covered with layers of white cloth wrapped around it, with a gemstone embedded in the center.

What caught the most attention were the little birds perched on him. Bobo just watched them with a smile on his face, his demeanor calm and gentle, without disturbing the birds with a single gesture.

"What a high level of skill."

Su Ming couldn't help but sigh, but he wasn't surprised.

Two years ago, he would never have had such a peaceful and easygoing state of mind, but now it is easy for him to achieve this.

Suddenly, several small birds flew away from Bobo and landed on Su Ming, showing no fear whatsoever.

Bobo was somewhat surprised, not expecting that Su Ming could have reached this level, having already grasped the feeling of "nothingness" and regarded himself as one of the things in nature.

It is no different from flowers, grass, and trees.

"I am Popo, a servant of the gods. What brings you two here?"

Bobo smiled amiably.

"This is proof from the Cat Sage; he has something he wishes to ask the gods for help with."

Su Ming took out the bell he had just obtained; the proper procedures still had to be followed.

Sun Wukong, standing nearby, exclaimed "amazing!" He couldn't understand why these little birds weren't afraid of Su Ming and the heavenly servants at all, which piqued his curiosity, so he reached out to grab the birds.

But his aura was too violent, and his ferocious power made it impossible for the little bird to get close to him.

This caused the little birds on their shoulders to fly away.

Chapter 25 Meeting the King of the Realm

"I've wanted to see you for a long time, Su Ming."

An old voice came from behind Bobo.

At eighteen years old, Su Ming was already over 1.8 meters tall and could easily see the green figure walking out of the building behind Bobo.

However, it wasn't a bright, glossy green; instead, it was a dark green that looked lifeless.

Sun Wukong, still young, tilted his head and looked at the gods from the side of Bobo.

For an instant.

The tail behind Sun Wukong bristled, and he actually saw Piccolo Daimaō, whom he had killed with his own hands.

Ah ~

With a roar, Sun Wukong shot out like an arrow, covering dozens of meters in an instant, and threw a punch.

The gods toyed with Sun Wukong as if he were a child, raising their hands to touch his fist and flicking it lightly, sending Sun Wukong flying.

Just as I was about to continue, I heard Su Ming's voice in my ear.

"Goku, don't be impulsive. He's not Piccolo. Carefully sense his ki."

Everything in the universe and every person has a different aura. The aura of the gods is peaceful and without any evil. They are full of kindness, even purer than Sun Wukong, who is like a single-celled organism.

Su Ming knew that the other party had eliminated all his evil thoughts and wicked intentions in order to inherit the position of the god, thus forming an evil clone.

And this clone is none other than Piccolo Daimaō, who wreaks havoc in the lower realm.

Although Sun Wukong is impulsive, he is also very obedient. However, he is not yet very proficient in sensing qi.

Systematic learning is still necessary.

"You truly deserve to be called the most talented teenager in history. Your current achievements have surpassed those of all previous generations."

"But this time, you've come up to heaven; what do you need my help with?"

The god walked over, his eyes filled with admiration.

"Thank you for the compliment. I would like to go to the Underworld to cultivate with the Northern King."

practice?

The celestial being was taken aback, not expecting Su Ming to come looking for him because of his cultivation. Over the years, he had paid more attention to the mortal realm.

Although Su Ming rarely revealed his aura, he was still caught by him a few times.

His terrifying aura was as high as a mountain and as deep as the sea, so powerful that no one dared to look at him. The so-called Piccolo Daimaō probably didn't even have the right to stand in front of him.

They actually want to continue their cultivation.

Su Ming... just how much stronger do you have to become to be satisfied?

The god's eyes lit up, and he came up with a brilliant idea. "Su Ming, there is actually another way we can go."

"Ok?"

Su Ming was puzzled.

"I have been in the position of God for over three hundred years. Even with my long lifespan, I have become powerless in recent years. You can choose to inherit the position of God. At that time, whether you want to go to the underworld or see the Northern King, you can do so with your own abilities."

You can also view world changes and get a bird's-eye view of all living beings. What do you think?

Upon hearing this, Su Ming was surprised that the God had such a plan, and immediately refused, saying, "Thank you for your kindness, God, but the position of God is really not suitable for me."

How could anyone possibly choose to become a god on Earth?

After becoming a god, he would have to stay in this small divine realm for the rest of his life. Even though this divine realm had many unique facilities, they held no appeal for him.

I don't want to spend my whole life here.

The god looked at Su Ming's face full of refusal and sighed. If he had agreed, the earth would surely have been safe and sound forever.

"I was being presumptuous, but did you know that Piccolo Daimaō left behind some remnants? Before his death, he gathered all his power and gave birth to a child."

This child is younger and stronger.

Su Ming nodded.

"I'll let Wukong handle it. If he can't, I'll step in."

The gods nodded.

It was just a slight reminder that even if that newborn was ten times stronger, he would still be no match for Su Ming.

"There's another problem. Lord North King is a highly respected figure, and not just anyone can meet him. Even if you go, he might not be willing to teach you any martial arts secrets."

Don't get too hopeful.

Su Ming nodded with a smile; he knew all too well what kind of person the Northern Realm King was.

I've already figured out how to get him to teach me the Spirit Bomb.

"BoBo, you practice with Wukong for a while, then I'll take Su Ming to the underworld."

"Yes, God."

Thus, under the guidance of the gods, Su Ming entered the underworld for the first time and met the so-called King Yama.

"What brings the gods of Earth here? And why have you brought a living mortal with you?"

The King of Hell was enormous, staring at the two people standing below.

"He is Su Ming. It was under his training that Goku and the others were able to stop Piccolo Daimaō from causing destruction on Earth. He wants to go to King Kai's place to train."

We request Yama, the King of Hell, to grant our request.

The celestial being bowed; in terms of rank, Yama was superior to this earthly deity.

Yama stared intently at Su Ming, only to find that he couldn't see through Su Ming's strength; Su Ming's aura remained that of an ordinary person.

There really is an extraordinary person on Earth.

"Are you sure you want to go?"

Yama didn't wait for Su Ming's reply and continued:

“You are alive now, but once you fall into the real hell, your physical body will disappear in an instant, leaving only your soul. Moreover, with your current achievements, you are qualified to enter heaven.”

Once I fall into hell, even I cannot change it.

Even if it means risking your life, you're going?

Su Ming nodded.

He wanted to see who on the path of the snake could send him to hell.

Although his combat strength is only close to ten million, the power he can unleash is far from weak.

Lord Luo's memories contained not only the Five Hearts Facing Heaven Technique, but also martial arts techniques, including many unique moves.

Yama, the King of Hell, did not continue to persuade him. This was the fate he had chosen; whether he lived or died, he had already seen his destiny.

Su Ming was thus brought to the snake path, where he gazed at the boundless snake path and took off vertically.

I want to see how long it would take him to run the snake path with his current strength.

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