King Kai was filled with regret, so much so that his insides were turning green.
After this God of Destruction with his bizarre style of doing things descended on his shabby little planet, he didn't interrogate him or display the divine might of someone like Beerus. Instead, he grinned as if he were here for a friendly get-together and said:
"Lord Kai, Goku and I haven't had lunch yet, and we're a bit hungry. Could you treat us to a meal? Of course, we won't eat for free."
As Whitley spoke, he pulled out a whole box of capsules from his clothes as if by magic.
He carefully selected one from the box and handed it with a smile to the bewildered King Kai.
"Please accept this as a gift for our visit."
Goku, who had been curiously observing his surroundings, heard the word "eat," and his eyes instantly lit up alarmingly. His stomach also let out a perfectly timed "growl."
He immediately focused his full attention on King Kai.
Although he hadn't quite figured out the relationship between Whitley and this sunglasses-wearing Kai, the words "there's food" were more than enough!
"Are we finally going to eat?!"
A pure smile, unique to a foodie, blossomed on Goku's face.
King Kai swallowed hard, his heart in turmoil.
He had no idea what this God of Destruction was up to.
He hesitantly reached out and took the small capsule, examining it for a moment before pressing the switch.
Poof!
A cloud of white smoke exploded, and an exquisite little dome-shaped house instantly appeared on the empty ground of King Kai's planet—
It landed perfectly, covering King Kai completely, leaving only his two short legs kicking helplessly outside.
"Oh my!"
Whitley showed an exaggerated expression of surprise. He slapped his forehead and said with an utter lack of sincerity, "My apologies, my deepest apologies, Lord Kai. I forgot to tell you just now, you have to throw this thing after you use it."
He turned to Goku and ordered, "Goku, quick, get Lord Kai out of there. Can't you see he's about to suffocate?"
"Oh! Okay!"
Goku snapped back to his senses and immediately stepped forward. He wrapped his hands around the base of the house and, with a little effort, lifted the entire building up.
King Kai could finally see the light of day again. He struggled with his short legs to get up and had just caught his breath, not even having a chance to speak—
"Oh no!"
Goku suddenly cried out. His arm slipped, and the house instantly fell from his hands and crashed to the ground with a thud!
Bang!
The poor North Kai, who had been on his feet for less than two seconds, was once again firmly pinned under the house.
"Ah! Sorry, Lord Kai!"
Goku, with an apologetic look, quickly lifted the house again. "My hand slipped just now!"
This time, King Kai had learned his lesson. He didn't even try to stand up. Instead, he used both his hands and feet to scramble out from under the house, rolling a safe distance away before he dared to stop, panting heavily with lingering fear.
He took out a handkerchief and kept wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, feeling like his little heart was about to jump out of his chest.
Whitley watched this dramatic scene, the corner of his mouth twitching uncontrollably.
The first time was, of course, him deliberately messing with King Kai. But this second time...
This guy Goku, did his hand really slip, or did he unintentionally deliver the finishing blow?
"Ahem..."
After King Kai caught his breath, an expression of resignation finally appeared on his face.
He spoke, his head covered in cold sweat, "This... Lord God of Destruction, please stop messing with me... Just tell me directly what you're here for."
He was genuinely terrified and just wanted to get things cleared up quickly.
Whitley raised an eyebrow, his playful smile still on his face. "Oh? Wasn't it you, Lord Kai, who spied on Goku and me with your ability first? How did it become our fault?"
King Kai fell silent for a moment. A flicker of guilt crossed his face before he forced himself to remain calm and coughed dryly. "Actually... I wasn't looking at you."
He turned his gaze to Goku, who was curiously examining the new house, and said in a somewhat relieved tone, "I was paying attention to this Saiyan boy here. His mind is very pure, and his ki is very peaceful and warm. And he can even transform into a Super Saiyan... The reason I was watching him is that I have a very important matter that I would like to ask for his help with."
"Huh? Me?"
Hearing King Kai mention him, Goku turned his head, pointed at his own nose, and asked with a look of pure confusion.
King Kai nodded, trying his best to put on the air of a worldly master. "That's right. I have something I need your help with, but I won't let you help for free. In return, I have two of the most top-tier ultimate techniques that I can teach you... and you, Lord Whitley!"
He looked at Whitley and added, "However... one of those techniques, even if you, as a God of Destruction, were to learn it, I'm afraid you would be unable to use it."
Goku's curiosity was instantly piqued by the words "ultimate techniques." He immediately leaned in close to King Kai. "Ultimate techniques? Are they powerful? Can they make me stronger?..."
Halfway through his barrage of questions, his tone suddenly shifted, and he clutched his stomach, looking at King Kai with puppy-dog eyes. "Um... Lord Kai, can we... eat first?"
The scene instantly fell into a strange silence.
Whitley and King Kai were both stunned, unable to react for a long moment.
In the end, it was Whitley who couldn't hold it in first and burst out laughing with a "pfft."
He irritably raised his hand and lightly bonked Goku on the head. "Eat, eat, eat! All you know is eating! When do we eat, Lord Kai?"
He asked the question with a complete sense of entitlement.
King Kai: "..."
For some reason, at this moment, he suddenly felt so very tired.
...
And so, on the tiny King Kai's Planet, a peculiar scene unfolded:
The usually revered Lord Kai of the Other World was wearing an apron, bustling back and forth in his small kitchen, sweating profusely as he cooked.
Meanwhile, his two uninvited guests sat comfortably at his small dining table, devouring the food he had painstakingly prepared like a whirlwind sweeping through clouds.
As Whitley ate ravenously, he didn't forget to comment, "The taste is... rather average, but the ingredients are quite fresh."
Hearing this, King Kai was first a little angry—he had cooked personally and was still being called "average"?
But when he heard the second half of the sentence praising the ingredients, he couldn't help but straighten his back and say with a little pride, "Of course! What I'm using are special ingredients only found in the Other World. You generally can't get them in the world of the living! See that slice of beef in your bowl? It's top-grade stuff from the largest farm in the Other World!"
"Oh?"
Whitley's interest was piqued. He picked up the beef and looked at it. "What's so special about this beef? Does eating it increase your ki? Or extend your life?"
King Kai gave him a strange look. "Of course not. It's just very delicious beef."
Whitley: "..."
He decided to shut up and focus on eating.
By the time Whitley and Goku finally put down their bowls with satisfaction, King Kai was so exhausted he was slumped on the floor, leaning against the wall and panting. Even his sunglasses were askew.
"Wow! I'm so full! Thank you for the meal, Lord Kai!" Goku said, rubbing his round belly, thanking King Kai with a blissful and sincere expression.
King Kai, however, weakly lifted his eyelids and said irritably, "You're full... but do you know who's about to die of exhaustion?! You ate so much of my food... I've changed my mind! I'm not going to teach you my skills directly! Unless... unless you can tell me a joke right now that makes me laugh!"
He was trying to regain some control of the situation and get a little "revenge" at the same time.
Whitley watched from the side, feeling a bit speechless. "Hey, King Kai, didn't you just say you had something you needed Goku's help with? What? You don't need it anymore?"
King Kai, still slumped on the floor, shook his head and said righteously, "I... I already cooked for you! You wouldn't have the heart not to help me, would you?"
After speaking, he looked expectantly at the good-natured Goku.
As expected, Goku nodded seriously, his expression extremely sincere. "Lord Kai is a good person for treating us to a meal! I will definitely help you with what you need!"
Hearing this, King Kai was overjoyed and couldn't help but let out his unique, cheerful laugh.
But just then, Whitley suddenly spoke up.
His tone was flat. "King Kai, you laughed. Looks like Goku's joke was a great success."
He had long known that King Kai was an interesting character, and it seemed that teasing him was indeed quite fun.
Sure enough, King Kai's laughter stopped abruptly, as if his throat had been squeezed.
He coughed a couple of times, a little embarrassed, and asked cautiously, "You... were you telling me a joke just now, boy?"
Goku looked bewildered and answered honestly, "No? I was telling the truth."
Only then did King Kai breathe a sigh of relief, while also shooting a resentful glance at Whitley.
That guy definitely did it on purpose!
After all, a smile doesn't just disappear into thin air; it had simply transferred from King Kai's face to Whitley's.
Seeing King Kai's frustrated look, Whitley laughed with particular glee.
Goku watched the silent exchange between the two, with several question marks seemingly popping up above his head, completely unable to understand what was going on now.
Why was Lord Kai unhappy after laughing, and then Whitley started laughing?
After the farce, King Kai finally got down to business, explaining his request to Goku in detail.
"...So, that bad guy named Frieza has invaded many planets and killed many, many people. No one can do anything about him, so you came to me, Lord Kai, hoping I would step in and eliminate him?" Goku summarized with a slight frown.
King Kai nodded heavily, looking at him with great expectation. "That's right! Goku, that Frieza is extremely powerful! And he has a very large army under his command. He also has a brother and a father, but you don't have to worry about them for now. You just need to do your best to eliminate Frieza, the main culprit!"
Goku scratched his head, trying to understand these complex relationships, and finally said simply, "Brother, father, whatever... basically, I just need to get rid of that big bad guy Frieza, right!"
"Yes! That's it!" King Kai confirmed again.
A brilliant smile immediately appeared on Goku's face, and he patted his chest. "I promise to do it! Thank you for the meal, Lord Kai!"
He stood up and turned to Whitley, full of motivation. "Whitley, let's set off now!"
Whitley stood up with a nonchalant expression and nodded. "Alright, I'm not doing much lately anyway. I might as well go with you."
He paused and added, "But before we go, we need to go back to Earth first and get Vegeta."
"Huh?" Goku looked confused. "Why do we need to get Vegeta?"
Whitley smiled, a hint of deep meaning in his expression. "Because that Frieza is the one who personally destroyed Planet Vegeta. Your father, Bardock, Vegeta's father, and almost all of your relatives basically died in that disaster."
"And if we go to eliminate Frieza without inviting Vegeta, with his proud and awkward personality, if he finds out the truth later, he'll probably be depressed for the rest of his life."
The expression on Goku's face suddenly became solemn.
He nodded seriously and said with understanding, "I see... then we really should get Vegeta!"
Whitley nodded in satisfaction and finally said to King Kai, "King Kai, after Goku takes care of Frieza, remember to teach your ultimate techniques to him. Goku just made you laugh, so you're not allowed to go back on your word."
King Kai was in no position to go back on his word now; he wished he could worship Goku like a treasure!
Not only had the powerful Super Saiyan Goku agreed to help, but he also came as a "buy one, get one free" deal, bringing along the mighty God of Destruction Whitley!
What do you call this? This is called riding a dragon into their face!
He couldn't even imagine how a lineup like this could possibly lose!
"No problem! Absolutely no problem!" King Kai nodded his head like a chick pecking at rice and readily agreed. "As long as Frieza is dealt with, I will definitely teach Goku all of my techniques!"
"Good," Whitley said before placing his hand on Goku's shoulder. They both waved goodbye to King Kai.
Swoosh!
With a flash, the two of them disappeared from King Kai's Planet.
Only after confirming that the two had really left did King Kai finally let out a huge sigh of relief, his entire body nearly collapsing against the wall in exhaustion.
"Finally... I've finally sent that God of Destruction away..." he muttered with lingering fear, wiping away his cold sweat.
But then, an unparalleled joy and excitement uncontrollably surged in his heart.
"That heinous villain Frieza will finally be dealt with for good!"
King Kai couldn't help but rub his hands in excitement, pacing back and forth on his small planet, his face beaming with joy.
"What do you call a win-win! This is a win-win!" he said to himself proudly. "Except it's me, the North Kai, who won twice! Hohohoho~"
...
On Earth, in a vast mountain forest near North City.
Vegeta, Raditz, and Nappa had temporarily settled here.
The house they lived in was a capsule house "generously sponsored" by Whitley, and their basic daily supplies were also provided by him.
However, Whitley had also made it clear that this was only temporary, and they would have to find a way to survive on Earth on their own in the future.
At this moment, Vegeta was sitting cross-legged in an open space outside the house.
His eyes were tightly closed, his brow slightly furrowed, as he tried to enter a so-called "meditative" state.
He had previously questioned Raditz thoroughly, over and over again, and finally confirmed one thing:
Back on Planet Vegeta, Whitley would indeed sit on the lawn at his home every morning until near noon and meditate, without fail.
Combining this with the nonsense Whitley had told him before—"Sometimes, slacking off is more important than training."
Vegeta's proud and power-hungry heart couldn't help but develop a great curiosity... and a sliver of hope for "meditation."
Could this really be some unique trick to getting stronger?
But the result was obvious.
Making someone like Vegeta sit quietly and empty his mind was more difficult than making him transform into a Super Saiyan 3 on the spot.
He only felt agitated, with all sorts of thoughts constantly popping into his mind:
Jealousy of Whitley's power, anxiety over Kakarot surpassing him, humiliation from past failures, and confusion about the future... These things made it impossible for him to calm down.
"Damn it!"
Vegeta's eyes snapped open, and he punched a crater into the ground beside him in frustration.
He stood up angrily, preparing to fly to the northernmost ice fields to dispel this damn agitation with frantic training and destructive venting.
Just as he was about to move—
Swoosh!
Two figures appeared out of thin air in front of him. It was Whitley and Goku, who had just returned from King Kai's Planet.
Vegeta's brows instantly knitted together.
Having been interrupted, he was in an extremely foul mood and was about to demand why these two were bothering him again.
However, before he could get the words out, Whitley spoke first.
He wore the same smile that always infuriated Vegeta and asked in a relaxed tone, "Vegeta, do you want revenge or not?"
"..."
Vegeta was stunned. All his frustration and questions were stuck in his throat by this abrupt question.
Whitley looked at him with a grin and slowly added the second half of the sentence, each word hitting Vegeta's heart like a hammer:
"If you do, I'll take you there right now."
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