"What is it? Why are you giving me a hat?" Rumssi asked, taking the hat with some confusion.
"I just saw this hat was quite unique, so I brought it to give to you," Vegeta said with a smile.
Rumssi put the green hat on his head and looked in the mirror.
"What a ridiculous thing, so out of place!" Rumssi found it ugly. "Why are you giving me a hat for no reason?"
"Rumssi, I heard Champa has gone to work in the Second Universe, and supposedly he's working very diligently," Vegeta sighed.
"Oh? That guy Champa is that hardworking?" Rumssi was a little surprised.
"Perhaps because the other party is a female God of Destruction…" Vegeta guessed.
"What's wrong with a female God of Destruction?" Rumssi shook his head.
"Didn't you say last time that your reaction time improved after looking at the basket?" Vegeta asked strangely.
"What do you mean?" Rumssi still hadn't caught on.
Vegeta walked to the opposite side of Rumssi, floated up slightly, and adjusted the green hat on his head.
"Rumssi, this is all I can do to help you," Vegeta sighed. "Some things lose their meaning when you say them directly."
"What exactly do you want?" Rumssi rolled his eyes.
"Let's go, let's go," Vegeta waved his hand and disappeared again.
"This kid… what on earth does he mean?" Rumssi truly couldn't understand Vegeta's intentions.
"Maybe it's just a unique hat," Krice guessed.
"Forget it, I won't bother with him," Rumssi shook his head.
…
Universe Seven, Earth.
A temple on a certain high mountain.
Master Roshi sat at the entrance of the temple steps, smoking and patiently waiting for Little Goku and Krillin.
"Pant… pant…"
Little Goku, panting, ran up carrying milk, his body drenched in sweat.
"Even Little Goku is exhausted?" Master Roshi smiled.
"Grandpa, can I use the Flying Nimbus to deliver milk?" Little Goku gasped for air.
"You won't learn any skills that way," Master Roshi chuckled, took a puff of his cigarette, and sighed, "It's truly nostalgic. My past disciples, Son Gohan and Ox-King, also delivered milk here."
"Ah? Grandpa delivered milk too?" Little Goku was surprised. "Great, I suddenly have motivation."
"Keep up the good work, maybe one day you can surpass Vegeta," Master Roshi smiled.
"Mm, I'll work hard, but surpassing Vegeta seems a bit difficult," Little Goku chuckled.
"Vegeta is your clansman. If he can do it, believe you can too," Master Roshi said with a smile.
"Yes, Grandpa," Little Goku immediately gained confidence.
"Pant… pant… pant…"
Just then, Krillin finally came up carrying milk and immediately put it in the milk crates.
"Thank you all for your hard work," a monk came out and bowed.
"Hi! Hello!" Little Goku waved at the monk.
"Bang!"
Master Roshi hit Little Goku on the head with his staff.
"Ouch… it hurts so much…" Little Goku's head swelled into a large lump.
"It's not 'Hi,' it should be 'Good morning'," Master Roshi taught.
"Good morning…" Little Goku said, holding the lump on his head.
"Haha… Teacher Muten is training his disciples, it's been a while, it's been a while," the monk said, smiling.
"Long time no see," Master Roshi nodded with a serious expression.
"How is your health?" the monk asked, looking at Master Roshi. "You seem to be sweating slightly, are you feeling unwell?"
"Cough cough… I've been exercising a bit too much lately," Master Roshi chuckled awkwardly.
"What kind of exercise?" the monk inquired curiously.
"You're a monk, you shouldn't ask so much. Can you do it?" Master Roshi revealed a look of smugness.
The monk didn't want to say anything more.
"Cough cough… How are your two disciples training?" the monk changed the subject.
"They've only just begun, and I feel both of them will achieve great things," Master Roshi said with a smile.
"Teacher says we'll achieve great things," Krillin excitedly grabbed Little Goku's hand.
"I'm so happy," Little Goku also danced with joy.
"If we train strictly, in eight months they could participate in the Tenkaichi Budokai," Master Roshi mused.
"The Tenkaichi Budokai! That's truly remarkable!" the monk sighed for a long time.
"Actually, I have a mysterious senior disciple, he's very powerful," Master Roshi lowered his voice.
"Oh really?" the monk was taken aback.
As they were talking, Vegeta returned using Instant Transmission.
"Look, that is my mysterious senior disciple, Vegeta," Master Roshi said proudly.
"How did he appear?" the monk was stunned.
"That's why I say he's mysterious," Master Roshi chuckled.
"Alright, old man, let's proceed with the next training," Vegeta called out.
"Hahaha, your mysterious senior disciple is not polite to you at all," the monk said, smiling.
Master Roshi didn't want to speak.
"Vegeta, do you want to participate in the Tenkaichi Budokai too?" Little Goku asked excitedly.
"I won't participate in such a boring tournament. I'll win first place easily," Vegeta smiled.
"Is that so? That makes sense, actually," Little Goku nodded.
"We want to win first place too," Krillin said.
"Your goal isn't to win first place in the world; this world isn't as simple as you imagine!" Master Roshi spoke. "Only if you have the determination to participate in the Tenkaichi Budokai can you then dedicate yourselves to training."
"Are there many strong people in this world?" Little Goku asked.
"Very, very many," Master Roshi nodded.
"Didn't Vegeta say he could win easily?" Little Goku asked again.
"Well…" Master Roshi was speechless and could only look up at the distant sky. "Look how blue the sky is over there."
Little Goku looked bewildered.
"Do you know how high the sky is?" Master Roshi asked.
Little Goku shook his head again, looking lost.
"Keep up the good work, little ones," Master Roshi sighed. "When you know how high the sky is, you'll understand how big the world is."
"I still don't understand," Little Goku scratched his head.
"We have to continue delivering milk," Master Roshi waved goodbye to the monk.
"Good luck," the monk nodded.
"Vegeta, where is your milk?" Master Roshi asked.
"I gave it to my friend to drink," Vegeta answered truthfully.
Master Roshi: "…"
You're quite generous.
Never mind, never mind.
I don't dare to do anything to you anyway.