If he didn't have the God Tree physique, nothing would have interacted in an indescribable way with the Longevity Water hidden within his body. Not only would it not have brought him a longer lifespan and stronger vitality, but his youthful appearance would have developed like a normal person's. And because of his longer lifespan, he would age even more than most people. After three hundred years, he would probably be like a piece of rotten wood that should have decayed long ago. In addition, his ki cultivation would not have made significant progress, being limited to around 300 — a pitiful 300. Not to ntion the affinity for natural ki that he later, and currently, possessed — that is, the potential or "divinity" that offered the possibility of "becoming a god."
If he didn't obtain the location of Magic Planet from Porunga's revelation, Taro wouldn't have received the ditation thod taught by Ivan. His ntal strength wouldn't have made a qualitative leap. His eyes techniques would eventually cause damage to his mind, and he would probably gradually seal them away and stop using them. In that case, the Muken wouldn't have been able to evolve to its current state of perfect synchronization with his eye techniques, reaching fifty tis its original power. Furthermore, he wouldn't have learned magic, and Magic Planet would have been destroyed by the Frieza Force's, just as the Holy Mage had foreseen. However, his prophecy probably wouldn't have included Taro's existence, because at that ti, Taro would have just been an insignificant weakling on a faraway planet.
If he hadn't made those three wishes here, Taro's achievents would undoubtedly have been limited. He might not have even surpassed the original Master Roshi due to his not particularly outstanding natural talent. And logically, if he couldn't surpass Master Roshi, could he have taught Son Goku and the others so well? And if he couldn't teach them well, would the Dragon Ball story he knew have happened? Perhaps it would have, or perhaps it never would have.
Therefore, he was grateful for the Dragon Balls.
Taro thus held respect for the Nakians and the Dragon Balls. At this mont, he was staying in the Grand Elder's house. Beside the Grand Elder was the already aged guardian, Darth — the Nakian warrior whom Taro needed to rely on Instant Transmission tactics to defeat in the past — he was casually chatting with the Grand Elder.
The Grand Elder was undoubtedly a learned Nakian sage. He belonged to the all-around type of Nakian Dragon Clan; otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to give birth to support-type offspring like Darth and warrior-type offspring like Nail. Taro's exchanges with him covered both martial arts experience and aspects of special abilities.
"Grand Elder, what are your insights on the ability of 'precognition'?"
Taro suddenly brought up this topic.
When he left here in the past, the Grand Elder had revealed that when Nak was on the verge of destruction due to natural disasters, the remaining Nakians chose the ultimate fusion, which gave birth to the current Grand Elder. It was this Grand Elder who created the powerful Porunga Dragon Balls, and a wish was made to restore their holand. At the sa ti, ut of concern for Nak's future, the Grand Elder also made a wish to Porunga to possess the ability to capture impressions of the future in his dreams.
And coincidentally, Taro had seen the potential for precognition in magical cultivation, or rather, spiritual cultivation, from the Holy Mage. The Holy Mage had seen the end of Magic Planet and Taro's appearance through precognitive dreams.
Taro wasn't sure if he would also have "precognitive dreams" if he persisted in practicing ditation. What would appear in the dreams? Defeating Frieza? Or future variables that contradicted the plot he knew? Variables that even he at that ti couldn't handle?
His thoughts were moving quickly, but they were also divergent, without any definite certainty. He was just habitually considering as many possibilities as possible. So at this mont, he wanted to exchange ideas with the Grand Elder, who possessed a similar ability, hoping to gain so enlightennt.
"Precognition..." the Grand Elder slowly began to speak, but what he said was sowhat uninteresting. "I can only use this ability when I am half-asleep. Moreover, this is an ability granted to by Porunga. The specific principle, I also know little about..."
Taro couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, but he wasn't overly concerned.
On the other side, the already aged Darth felt complicated emotions. The Earthling who was only so-so in power back then and only defeated him with a few tricks, but now, he had reached a point where just standing before him made him unable to muster any will to resist. They had both lived for so many years, yet he himself hadn't improved much. Could he protect the Grand Elder like this? Could he guard Nak's future? Could he cultivate even more outstanding successors for the Grand Elder, successors to replace him? Thinking this, his expressionless face couldn't help but fill with sha and anxiety.
Both the Grand Elder and Taro inadvertently glanced at Darth, who was lost in his own emotions. Taro didn't say anything, and neither did the Grand Elder.
The Grand Elder half-closed his eyes and said in a hoarse voice, "However, I can probably describe so of the feelings during precognitive dreams... If it can be of any help to you..." Taro gladly nodded and said, "It would be impolite of to refuse."
The subsequent exchange between the two went without saying.
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Ninn was staying with Hathaway in a Nakian village closest to the Grand Elder's peak. As Taro's accompanying family, the grandmother and granddaughter received good hospitality. Of course, this hospitality was limited, as Nakians didn't have many edible crops since they could satisfy their normal life needs just by drinking water and absorbing sunlight... Upon learning this, Hathaway was obviously curious, guessing if this strange, genderless alien race that her husband seed to respect so much was perhaps an evolved form of plant life? Surviving through photosynthesis?
After this space journey, the quiet little girl had beco good at making friends. She quickly beca friends with the young Nakian children in this village. The current Nakians lived the most primitive agrarian tribal life, completely different from the technologically advanced Nakians before the disaster. They were hardworking, simple, and kind, Therefore, the group of children had a good ti playing, as they were all exceptionally pure.
"Wow..." Ninn looked up at the ground, watching her newly acquainted Nakian friend flying in the sky.
"Can't you fly?" the friend in the sky asked in confusion.
"I can't," Ninn replied, also confused. Grandpa didn't bring the Flying Nimbus, so of course she couldn't fly.
Not far away, on the semi-spherical roof of a village house, Taro and Hathaway sat side by side, watching their carefree and adorable granddaughter playing. Hathaway softly asked, "This child, Ninn, seems to be like Tam. She doesn't have much enthusiasm for training." Although she hadn't formally asked — the child was still too young — Hathaway could feel that Ninn, like Tam back then, although curious about these extraordinary powers, didn't show the passion to pursue them.
"Let them be," Taro said. It seed that his descendants all had this tendency. Yuko was like this back then, Tam was like this, and now Ninn seed to be the sa. But he didn't force them.
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With Porunga's restoration back then, plus the efforts of the Grand Elder and his descendants, Nak's scenery was extrely beautiful. The vegetation coverage rate was extrely high, and coupled with the fact that Nakians themselves were similar to plant life, the air quality here was simply shockingly high. If it were brought to Earth's cities, it could probably be sold by the gram.
After staying here for a few more days, calculating the ti, the one-month period was almost up.
Taro, along with the spherical spaceship and the grandmother and granddaughter inside, disappeared from the land of Nak.
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