Dragon Ball Romance

Chapter 393 "05" Piccolo

"Home" is shaking.

On the large seat, he curled up into a ball in fear, until the "home" finally shook, and finally returned to calm.

He had already fallen asleep in panic.

When he woke up, he lay on the window of his "home", looking out curiously.

The scenery outside is no longer pitch black.

But he couldn't describe what it was like outside the small window.

In short, it seems to be very big.

He continues to live in "home".

There seemed to be some messages left in his mind, reminding him not to go out of "home", it would be dangerous.

Relatives will come to him.

When he was hungry, he found some water left in his "home" to eat.

Through the window, you can see the clear up and down outside.Is the blue one above the sky?He sometimes thinks so.

There is only a little water left.

Fortunately, his appetite is not large, a little drink is enough.

Slowly, he discovered that the world outside the window would become brighter and darker regularly.

This puzzled him, as he could not recall such a situation happening.

Is the sky broken?

He leaned on the transparent window and stared blankly at the black starry sky.

Although saving again and again, the clean water in the "home" was finally eaten up... When did you eat up?He couldn't remember either.

He shrank weakly behind the window, chewing on the gradually blurred faces and voices in his mind, and his relatives told him to wait for him.

Will definitely come.

will definitely come...

He stretched out his purple tongue, which was as dry as a broken sponge, and licked feebly on the window.

Wisps of water trickled down the windows.

Just on the other side.

After an unknown amount of time, he woke up from his pale dream.

There were once again untouchable water marks outside the windows.He somewhat understood what that meant, and the vague memory in his mind seemed to have something similar happen.That is clear water falling from the sky.

This time he stood up tremblingly and climbed to the very center of the "home".

After thinking blankly for a long time, he opened his mouth weakly and said a word that his relatives told him in his memory: "Another world."

As his voice fell, a circle fell from the center of "home".

The wind with the smell of damp soil suddenly blew in.He pursed his dry lips, took a deep breath greedily, and almost rolled and fell from the round hole, onto the falling circular hoverboard.

The slanting curtain of rain poured down on him.

He just lay there comfortably, with his mouth wide open and kept smashing, enjoying his long-lost meal.

Seems to have fallen asleep again.

When he woke up again, he was awakened by the cold wind.

It was a feeling he had never felt before, cold.

Getting up shivering, he raised his head, but he didn't return to "home".

Jumping off the circular hoverboard, he uttered the word "another world" again, and the circular hoverboard flew up to fill the missing piece of "home".

He stood outside, staring blankly into the distance.

On the barren and empty plateau, the cold wind kept whistling.

He suddenly felt flustered, and sat down alone beside the house with his knees hugged.

Turning his head and glanced at the side, this was the first time he saw his "home" from this angle, and his "house" looked like this.

The outside world is just like what I observed before, it is bright for a while, and it is dark for a while.

Only then did he realize that when the sky was broken, it was so cold.

It gets warmer when it's lit up.

He didn't know what he was going to do, what he could do.He only remembered the exhortation of his relatives in his mind, to wait for him all the time.

So he just kept looking at the sky, watching it get brighter, watching it get darker, watching it sometimes be blue and clean, and sometimes cloudy.

Originally he preferred the blue sky.

But later, when he realized that only when the clouds were overcast and clear water fell from the sky, the blue sky was not so pleasing.

Dozens of consecutive bright and dark cycles, the sky is always blue, it is even more desperate.

He was so hungry and thirsty.

The sky is still so blue and so clean.It's in a good mood.

Relatives still haven't come...

He fell softly aside.With blurred vision, he saw a figure slowly approaching him, unscrewed a kettle, and fed him clean water.

Having been nourished for a long time, he came to his senses, snatched the other party's water bottle, and drank heavily, the water leaked from the corner of his mouth, it was a kind of happiness to be wasted.

"Huh, huh..." He emptied the kettle in one breath, and finally came back to life, panting slightly.

Only then did he realize the existence of the other party.

Looking up, I saw that this was a strange-looking person. There seemed to be some "shell" on his face?He intuited that this "shell" was not very strong, what a strange person.

The other party was wearing a white robe with a red circle printed on his chest, and there was some pattern drawn in the circle.

The other party pointed to the pattern and said something to him.

He looked blank.The other party immediately understood that he did not understand. After a while, the other party suddenly said in a language he could understand: "This word reads 'God'."

Wang Chao, who learned the Namekian language from the memory of the other party, pointed to the writing on his robe.

"God," he murmured again.

Wang Chao repeated in the language of the earth: "God."

The green-skinned boy who escaped from the Namek star had his eyes slightly bright, and said, "God."

Wang Chao asked what his name was.

He shook his head, not knowing.

Wang Chao didn't care, and began to teach him the language of the earth.

This guy really deserves to be a genius Dragon Clan, with a strong learning ability, he has mastered the language of the earth in just a few days.

He invited Wang Chao to be a guest in his "house".

Wang Chao looked at the high-tech Namek spaceship in the shape of a white four-legged insect.

"Another world." The green-skinned child raised his head and shouted towards the bottom of the spaceship in Namekian.

To Wang Chao's ears, this word sounds like "piccolo" in Earth language.

Hum, a hoverboard fell from the bottom of the spaceship, revealing the entrance to the interior.

Wang Chao followed him and stood on the hoverboard.He said to the green-skinned kid, "Why don't you just call me Piccolo?"

"'Another World'..." Piccolo murmured, laughing, "My name is Piccolo, God."

When I came to the interior of the insect spacecraft, the furnishings inside were just like those I had seen in comics in my previous life.

The center is the main control system, whether it is starting or routing, it needs Namekian language to be voice-controlled.

Wang Chao has already mastered the Namekian language, so he can naturally use this spaceship.

He knew that if he ordered the ship back to Namek now, Piccolo could return home.

However, it is not necessary.

Come here, Piccolo, take this as your new hometown.

Anyway, Piccolo's life is quite long, so he probably doesn't care about delaying it for hundreds of years...

Wang Chao stayed with Piccolo for a while.

He tried to invite him to leave with him.

Piccolo firmly refused.

He wants to wait for his relatives.

will definitely come...

God left, and on the wasteland of Yunzebit Highland, Piccolo continued to sit outside his "home" with his knees hugged.

Whether it was windy, rainy, or heavy snow and cold wind, he never moved, always staring at the sky.

　I want to write the style of comics without lines. I wonder if it feels that way when I read it?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)