Saiyan stowaways on the Ark

“One is, one is not, but even if there is a child of my own kind among them, he was not an unattainable power to you at that time.”

Thomas understood somewhat why these people weren't easily convinced, so he stepped aside and turned to the hesitant agents, saying:

"Alright, if you want to quit, just turn around and leave. I won't stop you."

[Main Text] Terra's World's Number One Martial Arts Tournament. Training Arc: Chapter Fourteen: The Cultivator Arrives!

No one chose to leave despite Tomat's concessions.

They might genuinely intend to participate, or they might remain here because they didn't receive a satisfactory response.

"Let me ask you a question: if you cultivate all this land, what will that prove?"

Seeing this crowd, Tomat asked a question.

While others pondered their answers, Snake Butcher raised his hand and replied:

"Hmm...we're quite suited for farming?"

"Congratulations, you answered incorrectly, just as I thought."

The snake-slaughtering box describes a common problem in the minds of those who are hesitant.

These people neither believe that "exercise will be effective" nor are they overly concerned with "the meaning of doing this".

Unable to see any future improvement in this absurd training, they felt puzzled and even annoyed by this behavior.

"I'm not asking you to compete with agricultural machinery; the only competition you're facing is yourselves."

To this, Tomat responded with his usual nonchalant attitude.

"...If the theme of our cultivation is always 'transcending our own limits,' there are actually many ways to do it, so why choose this particular activity?"

For those with richer life experience or more intelligent minds, Thomas's meaning is not difficult to understand. However, the question raised by the doctor at this time expresses more the confusion shared by others.

There are many alternative activities to pushing your limits with challenging tasks.

“I’m not exactly a very flexible person. My guidance to you is more about imitating a certain master.”

Thomas had no experience or insights to share in providing guidance.

He can only offer solutions that he deems feasible, including those that others have used.

"Tsk... bare-handed it is then."

That somewhat wistful expression and serious tone were not enough to dispel Winter's dissatisfaction.

But she chose not to dwell on it any longer at this point.

In fact, she understood that Thomas had no reason to fool them into doing something pointless.

Making fun of others is only appropriate when someone makes a request of him.

But this time it was he who brought it up himself.

They even contacted a PhD, borrowed the platform, and had themselves promote it everywhere.

If it was meant as a joke, then this is going too far.

—Don't you believe Tomat?

No.

Those who doubt this training are still doubting themselves.

If someone truly believes that outrageous training won't add any hope to their already slim chances, they will naturally waver and become indifferent to the specifics of the training content.

"clothing……"

Melantha raised her voice as high as she could, as if she had mustered a great deal of courage.

"If I could change into something suitable... sob... I'd like to participate too."

She tried her best to let go of too much of her image reserve and concerns.

She had endured enough hardship while practicing swordsmanship, and for Melantha, whose body was not particularly robust, pushing her limits was not an unfamiliar experience.

People had doubted whether her timid and frail appearance was capable of wielding a sword, and she herself had doubted as well.

But unknowingly, Melantha became the captain whom others relied on, serving as the main damage dealer.

Now we are simply facing another limit that can be challenged.

"Five days—that means you've lowered your standards for us quite a bit."

Lappland, on the other hand, remembered more the "arduous training" that they had never witnessed firsthand.

Although it was just a verbal account, Tomat never provided any empirical evidence to support its veracity.

Lappland herself participated with a mix of curiosity and a desire to kill time.

But what he described was like a delicacy in a picture.

Unattainable yet incredibly alluring.

"Yes."

Thomas readily admitted to this gesture of yielding, which was not out of consideration but purely an indication of his lack of strength, without any regard for whether it would offend the competitive Rupert woman.

"Anyway, nothing in this world interests me except power. I'll just consider it a scam and give you a try."

Lapland swept away the gloom left by her previous defeat.

She then broke into a wide grin, revealing her signature "friendly" smile.

—As for the snake-slaughtering box.

Even if everyone else quits, this fun-loving optimist won't leave.

Of course, no one knows yet whether her enthusiasm is based on ignorant and simple playfulness, or on a genuine and consistent mindset.

"Then I should..."

The Doctor seemed to want to set an example for this initial training, but before he could continue speaking, Thomas interrupted him.

"No, that has nothing to do with you. I've already asked Gavial where you want to train, and there's a suitable place."

"So not only the content is different, but the venue is too... Wait, who are you asking about? Gavial?"

The doctor nodded repeatedly, but a few seconds later he realized that Tomat seemed to have mentioned a name that made his eyelids twitch.

However, when the Doctor was about to press for more information, Tomat, who was preparing to continue advancing the training, focused his attention on the operators who had already set an example, and had no time to pay attention to the Doctor's voice.

"Before we officially begin, let me introduce you to a sparring partner..."

Thomas took out a metal box that looked very novel.

That was the cultivator kit he had brought specifically.

Everyone couldn't help but find it strange. He said he was a sparring partner, but he took out a box. It was impossible for a person to jump out of the box.

The box was opened in front of them, but instead of a smoky, turban-covered Sarkaz monster leaping out of the small container as they had imagined, there were only a few shriveled seeds and a bottle of what looked like a sticky, green liquid.

Then he took out another bag, which contained some darker-colored soil.

"A faint fragrance...is this the scent from the perfumer's flower garden...?"

“Yes, a Sarkaz swordsman told me, ‘If you want good soil, go to the perfumer,’” Tomat replied, casually recounting his journey when he parted ways with them, “You can even tell by smell.”

"Ah... because I had a lot to talk about with the perfumer, so..."

While Melantha was explaining intermittently, Thomas had already placed the handful of fertile soil on the ground, poked a hole in the center with his finger, and then buried the dried seeds inside.

Finally, the cap of the green liquid was opened.

"Alright, say hello to it, and you two should get along well from now on."

The handful of soil was pushed apart from the inside.

From there, everyone saw a burgeoning greenery taking over their field of vision.

Something is about to break through the ground.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Although cultivators all possess a certain level of basic combat ability, the quality of the soil can cause significant fluctuations in their abilities.

Raditz brought three seeds with him when he came to Earth, but they were scattered by Gohan when he destroyed the spaceship before he could use them in the main story. They were made into a side story in Dragon Ball Z: Kakarot.

*In the IF scenario of the Martial Arts Tournament 2, Raditz used one, but the Saibaman lost control and grabbed Raditz, who then self-destructed. Raditz didn't die (Tea God, look at others), but he lost his memory.

Nutrient solutions for growers can significantly improve crop quality.

*Although the anime only mentions concepts like "enhanced Saibamen," there are actually multiple varieties of Saibamen in the official games. In Dragon Ball Online, where the story is set in Age 1000, Saibamen evolved into a specific race on Earth.

*Regarding the types: Sprout Man, Bulb Man, Cultivated Man, Replicant, Natural Man, Artificial Man, with combat power ranging from 200 to 4000. However, in the game, they are just different colors, which is a serious case of laziness.

Why aren't some of these weapons, despite their extremely high combat power, mass-produced? Because their production is scarce and requires highly advanced technology. It makes one wonder how the Saiyan scientists managed to transform them into weapons in the first place (of course, the enhanced versions only appeared after Frieza's army incorporated the Saiyans).

[Main Text] Terra's World's Number One Martial Arts Tournament. Cultivation Chapter: Chapter Fifteen: Cultivator, Sit Down!

Cultivators often experience changes in combat strength and appearance due to the soil quality at the planting site.

However, the latter is basically limited to differences in color and texture.

Its general shape is still that of a short, humanoid creature.

It has sharp teeth and claws, a large head with red eyes, only three fingers and three toes, and clearly visible muscle outlines on its arms and legs, but the blood vessels on the surface are distributed like the veins of a plant leaf.

The body parts have an exoskeleton structure similar to armor.

With no body hair and rather fierce facial features, they are the kind of creatures that anyone with a decent sense of aesthetics would never find cute.

This is also for the sake of deterrence. After all, once they are planted, they are basically used for regional sweeping or supporting attacks, so strength is more important than appearance.

but...

"Guji?"

The cultivator can generally only produce hoarse and monotonous syllables.

But this cultivar, created to assist in the training, emitted a rather clear yet slightly confused, weak voice.

However, the reason why everyone around it stared at it in stunned silence, and then looked at Tomat with shocked expressions, was not just because of the sound.