Little Goku's Great Adventure Starting from One Piece

The waves rolled and swept across a stretch of sand, leaving dark marks.

The sea breeze is gentle, like a mother's soothing song.

Lying on the beach near the shore, Wukong opened his eyes sleepily, rubbed them, and yawned.

"Krillin, it's time for us to get up and train."

He called out habitually.

But as soon as he finished speaking, he realized something was wrong. He put down his hand that was rubbing his eyes, looked around, and then blinked blankly.

Huh? How did I end up sleeping here?

Where's Krillin? Where's Master Roshi?

After the Dragon Balls turned into stones and scattered all over the world, he came to Master Roshi's house and became a disciple of Master Roshi along with Krillin, undergoing rigorous training day after day.

Delivering milk, swimming, running, tilling the land—these seemingly ordinary activities quickly honed their bodies, making them stronger without them even realizing it.

Their training took place on an island. He remembered how exhausted he was yesterday. After dinner, he was forced by Master Roshi to study for a while before collapsing into bed and falling fast asleep.

Normally, he should wake up in bed now and start a new day of training with Klin.

But why is his surroundings now empty? Not only is his place gone, but Master Roshi and Krillin are also nowhere to be seen.

"Krillin!! Master Roshi!! Where are you?!"

Wukong shouted at the top of his lungs.

Apart from the sounds of waves, wind, and rustling leaves, there were no other sounds around.

"Strange, where did they go?"

After calling out for a while without getting a response, Wukong scratched his head, his chubby little face full of confusion.

"Have they entered the island?"

Looking at the lush forests on the island, he made this conjecture.

"Somersault Cloud!!"

He decided to summon the Somersault Cloud to take him to the island to find someone.

But no matter how long he called, the Somersault Cloud seemed to have lost contact and did not appear for a long time.

"That's strange, where did the Somersault Cloud go?"

Wukong became increasingly puzzled but couldn't figure it out. With no other option, he chose to walk into the island.

"Something feels off."

After entering the forest, he looked around at the towering trees that were dozens of meters tall, tilted his head, and felt that something was not right.

He remembered the trees on the island; they didn't seem to be this tall before.

"Never mind that, finding Klin and the others is the priority."

He spread his arms, his short legs flashing like wheels of fire as he darted through the forest, leaving behind billowing dust.

Before long, he passed through the forest and saw the view outside.

A golden expanse of wheat stretched before my eyes, swaying back and forth in the gentle breeze.

At the edge of the wheat fields, wisps of smoke rise from the town, and many figures can be vaguely seen.

"Huh? There's such a place on the island?"

Wukong stared blankly, his little head filled with immense confusion.

Before he began his training, he had taken a trip around the island using his somersault cloud. During his training, he also ventured deep into the island, so it can be said that he was very familiar with everything on the island.

In his memory, this town did not seem to exist on the island.

Filled with doubt, he quickly arrived in the town.

"Fruit for sale! 300 berries per pound!"

"Hey, have you read the newspaper? That Cavendish, the so-called pirate prince, is causing quite a stir in the New World again!"

"Of course I saw it! That guy actually bewitched the queen and princess of a kingdom, they almost became pirates with him. Damn it! I wish I looked like that!"

A lively and chaotic sound entered Wukong's ears. He looked left and right, then went to the two young men who were talking about the contents of the newspaper and tugged at the trouser leg of one of them.

"Hey, have you seen Krillin and Master Roshi?"

Thanks to Master Roshi's teachings, Goku, with a well-behaved expression, asked politely.

The young man, filled with envy and resentment, glanced down and waved his hand impatiently: "Go away, where did this little brat come from? Don't bother me."

After saying that, he and his companions began to vehemently criticize the unfairness of fate.

Having gotten no results from his inquiries, Goku turned and went to a fruit vendor, asking the middle-aged man who was hawking his wares, "Uncle, have you seen Krillin and Master Roshi?"

The middle-aged man stopped hawking his wares, showing no annoyance at Wukong interrupting his business. Instead, he smiled gently and asked, "Little friend, have you gotten separated from your family?"

Wukong paused for a moment, then nodded: "Mhm!"

In his mind, Krillin and Master Roshi were already like family.

"The Krillin and the turtle you mentioned, the turtle..."

"Grandpa Master Roshi!"

"Oh right, can you describe what they look like?"

"Hmm... Krillin is about my height and is bald. Master Roshi is an old man who wears sunglasses and has a big turtle shell on his back."

Wukong gestured a few times, then looked at the middle-aged man with bright eyes.

After hearing this description, the middle-aged man stroked his chin and fell into deep thought.

"I've seen quite a few kids around your height, but none of them are bald."

"The old man you're talking about, carrying a tortoise shell on his back? That's a very distinctive feature. If he had passed by me, I would definitely remember him. But I've been setting up my stall for so long this morning and I've never seen anyone like that before."

The middle-aged man shrugged helplessly.

"Is that so...?"

The light of hope in Wukong's eyes dimmed instantly.

The middle-aged man felt a pang of pity. After thinking for a moment, he stepped out from behind the stall, bent down, patted Wukong's head, and said with a warm smile, "How about this, Uncle will take you to find your family? But we'll have to wait until Uncle packs up the stall first."

"No need, uncle, I can find it myself."

After a brief moment of frustration, Wukong broke into a bright smile and prepared to leave.

But just then, a commotion suddenly arose in the distance.

"Run! Pirates are coming! It's the Killer Bee Pirates!"

The sounds of panic grew louder as a young man ran breathlessly down the street, announcing the news to those around him.

Wherever he went, everyone's expression changed drastically, and they all turned tail and ran.

The middle-aged woman, who was buying vegetables, ignored the need to haggle, hurriedly threw the money to the vendor, and then disappeared without a trace with her vegetables.

The old man, who used to have to stop every two steps while leaning on his cane, seemed to have regained his vitality in an instant. He threw down his cane and ran like the wind, even faster than a young person.

In an instant, almost everyone on the street disappeared.

The middle-aged man, who was hurriedly packing up his fruit stand and about to push his cart away, caught sight of Wukong standing blankly in the middle of the road. He panicked and shouted, "Hey! Kid! Run!"

Wukong looked at him with a puzzled expression and asked blankly, "Run? Why run?"

Seeing that Wukong was still motionless, and noticing that the pirate's figure had appeared at the street corner, the middle-aged man quickly ran to Wukong's side, grabbed him, and ran into the alley.

"Shh! Don't make a sound!"

The middle-aged man, hiding behind the alley corner, squatted down and spoke seriously to Wukong.

After seeing Wukong cover his mouth and obediently nod, he finally felt relieved and poked his head out a little to observe the situation on the street.

Looking at the fruit cart he hadn't had time to move, he sighed inwardly, thinking he was probably going to lose money today.

"These people run so fast, hahaha! Like a bunch of mice."

Before long, the arrogant and unrestrained voices of pirates echoed from the street.

"This proves that our Killer Bee Pirates have become famous far and wide! Our Boss Jack is one step closer to becoming the Pirate King!"

"That's right, hahaha! Boss Jack will definitely become the Pirate King! Anyone who dares to stand in his way, the brothers will kill them all!

Laughter grew louder as it approached, and a chilling aura emanated from the street, causing the residents who had hidden on both sides to shiver.

The Killer Bee Pirates are known for their brutal and bloody killings.

It is said that the enemy massacred three villages and no fewer than a dozen pirate crews along the way, leaving countless heads and rivers of blood.

"Hahaha! With my brothers' help, I, Jack, will definitely become the Pirate King and treat them to a life of luxury!"

Standing two meters tall with bulging muscles, Captain Jack laughed heartily, seemingly believing that the title of Pirate King was already within his grasp.

"Oh? There's fruit? Guys, everyone, have a piece!"

Captain Jack noticed a fruit cart on the side of the street, so he walked over and grabbed a fruit without hesitation.

The pirates behind them followed suit, each grabbing one and biting it into their mouths.

In an instant, the fruit cart was nearly half empty.

"Ptooey! What garbage fruit! It's so sour it's unbearable!"

However, after just one bite, Captain Jack threw the fruit in his hand to the ground, smashing it into a pulp.

But that wasn't all. He kicked the fruit cart, smashing it to pieces, and the fruit on the cart fell to the ground with a clatter.

"You dare to display this kind of fruit? Pah!"

A thick phlegm was spat onto the scattered fruit. The middle-aged man watched this scene, his heart aching so much he felt like he was suffocating.

He worked so hard to grow these!

He pulled his head back, unable to bear watching the scene any longer, but five finger marks were unknowingly left on the ground.

Suddenly, he felt a dark shadow flash by. He quickly turned his head and found that Wukong, who had been hiding behind him, had disappeared!

The next second, an angry, childish voice came from the street: "Hey! Why are you destroying this old man's things!"

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