Civilian Naruto: Becoming invincible from the Eight Gates

Chapter 859 Street Bombing

That sound...

Bick felt the name was very familiar, but he couldn't quite place where he had heard it before.

"It's you, God?!"

However, it wasn't long before Piccolo realized that this was the opposite of his father, the kind side of the god.

What is the purpose of the other party suddenly asking me to come see him?

This was Bick's first thought.

"No, it seems we don't have any conflicts anymore, and there's no need for us to be on opposite sides."

But Piccolo soon realized that he had no conflict of interest with the other party, and that those things had ended when Piccolo Daimaō died.

Furthermore, Piccolo only told him to seek revenge on that mad scientist, but he has yet to find him.

Thinking about it this way, it seems that the other party really has no reason to harm me.

"That's right, it's me. If you really want to become stronger, then come to me."

After saying this, the god remained silent.

It was his words that made Bick decide to leave.

Because this place doesn't make him stronger, and it also undermines his confidence every day.

If we keep him around, he'll probably become a useless person in no time.

"Uncle Piccolo, you must come back!"

Just as Piccolo waved to leave, he heard Gohan's resolute voice.

"Tch, little brat. I hope you'll be all grown up when I get back."

Although Bick didn't turn around, the corners of his mouth involuntarily turned up.

...

Temple of Heaven.

"My Lord God, why did you let that guy come? Didn't we say it would be best not to see him again?"

Mr. Bobo was getting anxious. He hadn't expected that Bobo would send his other side. Although the evil side was now dead and was just his offspring, there were still risks involved.

If they actually met, they'd probably start fighting.

"It's okay. I believe he'll be a good boy now, and he's not Piccolo Daimaō anymore, he's just Piccolo."

Kami smiled and shook his head. He still firmly believed that the person Master Roshi brought out could not be a bad person. Moreover, he had observed Piccolo carefully for a long time and indeed found that Piccolo was not as evil as his father.

Piccolo Daimaō's ambition and his thoughts filled with nothing but evil are all because of himself.

He is the other side that he separated from himself.

So the god thought about it for a long time before making this decision. He was going to meet the other party sooner or later, so he might as well do it now, and he could also provide some help to him.

"Oh dear, this really is..."

Mr. Bobo didn't know what to say, wondering if he had made the decision too hastily.

However, he couldn't change the gods' decision; once a god made a decision, it was unlikely to be changed.

The Kalin Tower below.

Kalin opened his eyes, somewhat bewildered.

"What? You've dumped another problem on me, and I have to teach you first?"

He had just overheard the gods' instructions, and he felt somewhat helpless.

But that guy is a descendant of Piccolo Daimaō, so he might just swallow me whole right away.

Kalin trembled with fear at the thought of it.

But probably not, right?

After all, he had been certified by the gods, and the other party said there were no problems at all. They even told me to feel at ease and give him some special training. So there shouldn't be any problems, right?

I'm just a pitiful, helpless, and gluttonous little kitten.

He wanted to cry but had no tears, and there was nothing he could do.

If Piccolo really manages to climb the tower, then according to those rules, he should teach him. The words the god said were just to reassure himself in advance.

"Alright, it's been a long time since anyone's come here anyway, so this will help me pass the time. I hope he won't make a move on me."

Although Kalin was still a little scared, there was nothing he could do; that was the rule. He could only hope that the other party wouldn't be too fierce.

But upon closer reflection, it seems that most of the people who went to Korin Tower have some connection with Master Roshi.

He has trained some of the strongest warriors on Earth.

...

"Lanqi, it seems we're not home."

Karin asked with some doubt, adding that the house looked messy and unacceptable.

At this moment, Suzumiya Musashi, who had just returned, also felt something was off. The atmosphere at home was a bit strange, as if something had been tied up in a knot.

But what kind of person would dare to cause trouble here?

"Wait, could it be that Launch has turned blonde?"

After careful consideration, Suzumiya Musashi realized that this was the only possibility. Only that guy would dare to do such a thing, since he was fearless.

Only a stimulating life can bring her pleasure.

"That's probably the only possibility. Shall we go out and look for him? What if something happens to him outside?"

Karin Uzumaki nodded, then looked a little worried, wondering how long the other person had been gone, judging from the messy state of the house.

If we encounter any danger, it could be troublesome.

"Sigh, I'll go find someone. You find someone to tidy up this place."

Suzumiya Musashi sighed. He had just gotten home and hadn't even sat down for a drink of water before he had to go out again. But there was no other way; he couldn't just leave the other person outside and ignore them.

While blonde Launch can sometimes go a bit too far, blue-haired Launch is innocent.

"Is there any way to separate them? After all, they're not alternate personalities at all; they're practically twins. Perhaps the dragon can grant such a wish."

At this moment, Suzumiya Musashi had an idea in his mind, but he felt that now was not the time to implement it.

After all, her occasional appearances are already enough to cause a huge uproar for blonde Lan Qi.

If she were to actually have his body, who knows what kind of trouble he would cause? In the end, I would be the one cleaning up his mess.

Just thinking about it is troublesome.

Not long after, Suzumiya Musashi spotted the blonde Launch causing a ruckus in the street.

It was a real street riot in the literal sense, riding a motorcycle and holding two rifles, but she still had some restraint, only firing into the sky.

With a swift movement, Suzumiya Musashi appeared in front of the motorcycle, bringing it to a complete stop with one hand as it reached 200 km/h, and managing to keep it from tipping over.

"Hey?"

The blonde-haired Lanqi made a questioning sound.