At this time, the larger man who had spoken at the beginning noticed No. 17 and his group and found that they were touching his truck, and he was also a little confused.

"So much cargo is really in the way." No. 17 opened the back door of the truck and looked at the boxes full of cargo, saying with great annoyance.

""Hey, what are you doing?" The fat car owner immediately asked.

There were no people around in the wilderness, and the temperature was so low. The three people looked very thin, especially the black-haired young man, who was in tatters. He was afraid that he was not a victim.

So the fat car owner took two steps forward, wanting to ask them what was wrong and whether they needed help.

However, before he walked over, or even just took a step with his right foot, he saw the big man among the three, No. 16, directly lifted their truck from the back, at least 1.5 meters above the ground.

No. 16 lifted a car as easily as lifting a cardboard model, so the fat car owner was so shocked that he stood there in a daze, and he didn't even retract his outstretched foot.

After No. 16 lifted the truck, he dumped all the goods inside, and then put the truck down steadily.

This made the two people who were watching doubt their lives. They just looked at them and couldn't say a word.

After that, No. 17 closed the back door of the car and entered the car.

Because of his huge body, No. 16 could only stay in the place where the goods were stored.

"Okay, let's go! Let's go to Sun Wukong's house first." No. 17 sat in the driver's seat, started the car and said

"Let's go find a clothing store first. You look like a refugee, but I want new clothes too." After hearing what No. 17 said, No. 18 said to No. 17 in dissatisfaction.

"Got it, got it, I'll listen to you, okay?" No. 17 said helplessly. This was his sister, and a biological one at that. What could he do?

""Thump, thump, thump!" With the sound of the car engine, No. 17 and his companions left the remote supply station. However, the two people at the beginning still couldn't recover. They had never thought that it would be so easy to lift the car with bare hands.

"Are we...are we dreaming?" the fat car owner asked uncertainly.

"But... maybe……"Another thin car owner also answered very unconfidently.

On the other side, Bick also came to the temple.

The immortal had been waiting here for a long time. As soon as Bick came up, the immortal and Bick looked at each other. Both of them were silent. Bobo was also a little nervous watching from the side.

"I think... you should know why I called you here, right?" The immortal said slowly to Piccolo

""Tsk, don't talk to me in that tone. What do you mean you asked me to come here? I came because I wanted to." After hearing this, Piccolo did not immediately answer the immortal's question, but instead started talking about another matter.

"I can guess roughly, but... why?"After another silence, Piccolo finally spoke.

Piccolo didn't want to merge with the gods again. It's not that Piccolo couldn't bear to part with the gods, but Piccolo and the gods have been separated for so many years, and they can be said to have become two different individuals. For hundreds of years, no one wants to let the other interfere with their own affairs.

What's more, Piccolo is no longer the original Piccolo. He is the second generation of Piccolo. There is not much intersection between him and the gods. He doesn't want the gods to affect him.

"Haha, you and I are one... No, to be more precise, your father and I are one. We can both guess each other's thoughts.……"The immortal smiled and said

"Humph!"Bick snorted coldly after hearing this.

"To be honest, I haven't made up my mind yet, but I can feel that the earth will face a disaster, and maybe I have to do this. I never thought that we would be reunited one day.……"The immortal ignored Piccolo's snort and continued to speak.

"You made it clear, we are not merging. When I merge with you, I just need your wisdom and qualifications to enhance my own strength. Now your existence has no other use except for the Dragon Ball.……"Piccolo directly refuted the immortal's statement.

In fact, what Piccolo said was not wrong. Piccolo's body was younger, his vitality was stronger, and his strength was obviously much stronger. If the two were to merge again, Piccolo would definitely be the dominant party.

"How can you say that?……"When Pop heard Piccolo's disparagement of the gods, he became anxious and wanted to defend the gods.

"Yes, what you said is true. The gap between your strength and mine is getting bigger and bigger... Powerful enemies appear one after another, and I am already powerless.……"The immortal said in a self-deprecating tone

"From Vegeta and his friends, to Frieza and his son, and those androids who are stronger than Vegeta... these are not enemies I can face."At this point, the immortal sighed deeply.

"Perhaps... the time has come for the Immortal and Piccolo to merge into one." The Immortal then smiled with relief and said

"Wait a minute, you haven't told me the reason yet. Those artificial humans created by Dr. Gero are not as cruel and murderous as Trunks from the future said, turning the world into hell. Why do you still want to give up yourself in exchange for a super soldier?"Picco didn't understand from the beginning why the immortal suddenly wanted to merge with him without any sign.

""Haha, you should know that as a god on Earth, I have the special ability to peek into the mortal world. The unspeakable sense of uneasiness I feel has never come from the artificial man... I don't know what the time machine is, but what I know is that what the Earth needs now is not a god, but a powerful super soldier who can defeat all enemies! I will give my body to you." The god said with a smile as before, but this time there was more worry in his eyes.

"What? What did you say?" Hearing this, Piccolo was also shocked. He could not imagine that there was such a powerful enemy hiding there.

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