Wukong said with a smile.

Immediately afterwards, he flicked his finger lightly.

"Om-"

A tremendous force traveled along the sword, causing the boy's hands to go numb, and he staggered back more than ten steps before regaining his balance.

"That's amazing..."

The boy sheathed his sword, dissipated the golden aura emanating from his body, and returned to normal.

"He truly lives up to his reputation as Mr. Sun Wukong."

"Although I have also transformed, my control and application of ki is worlds apart from yours."

Let's stop testing them here.

The boy bowed deeply to Wukong.

"I have confirmed that the people of this era are indeed much more powerful than I imagined."

Wukong also deactivated his transformation and scratched his head, seemingly still wanting more.

"That's it? I've only just warmed up."

"Wukong, stop fooling around."

Sun Wuxiu, who had been watching from the sidelines, walked over.

"They have important things to say."

Sun Wuxiu looked at the boy with a gentle gaze.

"Can you tell me now? Your name, and... your background?"

The boy took a deep breath to calm his excited emotions.

He raised his head and looked at the two of them with a firm gaze.

"My name is Trunks."

"I came back here from twenty years in the future, traveling in a time machine."

“My father… is Vegeta from over there.”

"And my mother..."

Trunks paused for a moment, seemingly a little embarrassed, but still said it.

"It's Elena from the capsule company."

"What?!?!"

Wukong's eyes widened, and his mouth opened wide enough to fit an egg.

"Vegeta...and Miss Elena?!"

"That Vegeta who always had a sour face actually got married and had children?!"

Sun Wuxiu was not surprised.

After all, during his year of observation (and gossip), Vegeta had long been completely under the thumb of that red-haired older woman.

Elena's personality is indeed capable of keeping Vegeta in check.

Moreover, Trunks' red hair is clearly inherited from his mother.

"I see. No wonder you look a bit like Vegeta, but your hair is red."

Sun Wuxiu nodded.

"Go on."

Trunks' expression darkened.

"In my future... Earth became hell."

"Three years later, on May 12th of the year 767, at 10 a.m.

"On a small island nine kilometers southwest of Nandu, two extremely terrifying monsters will appear."

"They are remnants of the Red Ribbon Legion—androids created by Dr. Groh."

"Cyborg?"

Wukong frowned.

Is that thing very strong?

"Extremely strong...so strong that it inspires despair."

Trunks clenched his fists, a flicker of fear in his eyes.

"They possess limitless energy, are tireless, and are brutal, taking pleasure in killing."

"In that future... all the Z Fighters died fighting against the Androids."

"Mr. Krillin, Mr. Yamcha, Mr. Tien Shinhan, Mr. Chiaotzu... even Mr. Vegeta and Uncle Piccolo, all died at the hands of the Androids."

"what?!"

Wukong was greatly alarmed.

"Everyone's dead?!"

"Then... what about me?"

Wukong pointed to himself.

Am I dead too?

Trunks looked at Goku, a hint of sadness in his eyes.

"No, Mr. Goku was not killed by the Androids."

"You died before the advent of androids... from a viral heart disease."

"heart disease?!"

Wukong was dumbfounded.

Can Super Saiyans get sick?

"Viruses don't care about fighting power."

Sun Wuxiu sighed and said.

"It seems that in that future, because of Goku's death, everyone lost their leader and was defeated one by one."

"Yes."

Trunks nodded.

"and many more."

Sun Wuxiu suddenly raised a crucial question.

Logically speaking, with the Horse Talisman on his body, viral heart disease should have been easily cured by him. How could he possibly let Sun Wukong die of illness?

He stared at Trunks, his gaze sharpening.

"Since everyone has died in battle... then where am I?"

"With my strength, even if the androids are incredibly powerful, they couldn't possibly kill me, right?"

What will I be doing in the future?

Upon hearing this question, Trunks' expression became even more complicated, even showing a hint of deep confusion.

"Mr. Wuxiu..."

Trunks' voice trembled slightly.

"In my future... the record about you remains an unsolved mystery."

"A mystery?"

"Yes."

Trunks took a deep breath and said slowly:

"About a year before the emergence of androids, which is about two years from now."

“You…and Aunt Bulma…”

"They suddenly and mysteriously disappeared."

"Disappeared?!"

Sun Wuxiu's pupils suddenly contracted.

"Yes, it's like they vanished into thin air."

Trunks said.

"No one knows where you went, and no one has found your bodies."

"The entire Capsule Corporation's main residence was turned into an empty house overnight, with no signs of fighting at the scene."

"For twenty years after that, you never appeared again."

"That's why no one could stop the androids when they were rampaging."

Sun Wuxiu fell silent.

His brows were furrowed tightly.

Mysterious disappearance?

With his ability to teleport and use talismans, plus Bulma's technology, how could he possibly disappear without a trace?

unless……

Chapter 82 Informing the Future

Unless, in the future, you encounter some kind of higher-dimensional power?

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