Capítulo 33: Chapter 33: Building Strength, Crafting Power
Goku flew through the sky, his mind racing with possibilities. After the destruction of the Red Ribbon Army, he couldn't help but think about the future—about how he could push his power even further. His Saiyan nature urged him to grow stronger, but not in the reckless, life-threatening ways that most Saiyans pursued. Goku wasn't one for throwing himself into near-death experiences just for a Zenkai boost. Sure, those boosts were powerful, but why risk his life if he could find a stable way to gain strength?
As he flew, the cool wind brushing against his face, he considered the Saiyan transformations. "The Oozaru form gives me a 10x boost to my combat power," he thought, eyes narrowing as he looked toward the horizon. The idea was tempting, but the Oozaru transformation was wild, uncontrollable. If he could master it, perhaps he could combine it with something else—Kaioken.
"Kaioken in Oozaru form," Goku murmured, a small smirk forming on his lips. "That could be crazy strong." His eyes sparkled with excitement at the thought of testing that power. "With the Oozaru's physical strength, maybe I could push Kaioken further than my normal body could handle. Ten times Kaioken, maybe even more." The idea surged through his veins like electricity, but the rational side of him knew better. "But it's only a temporary boost. No matter how strong it makes me, I need something more permanent."
He clenched his fist, feeling the power radiating from within him. "I need to increase my normal combat power. That's where real strength lies." His mind instantly jumped to the Breathing Technique and gravity training. Both had already shown significant results, but they weren't fast enough. Not for what he had in mind. "It's working, but I need something more… something faster."
His brow furrowed as he hovered above the clouds, his mind whirling with possibilities. Then, an idea struck him—something he hadn't considered before. "What if I created a way for others to grow stronger while helping me too?" His eyes widened, a grin spreading across his face as the thought took shape. "A trading hall. I could trade my techniques in exchange for energy crystals!"
He imagined it now: a place where warriors from across the world could come to learn his techniques. "I'll charge them ten times the price I pay to the system." His grin widened further. "Not only will they get stronger, but I'll get more energy crystals in return. I can use those to upgrade my techniques even faster!" The thought thrilled him. He wouldn't have to do anything himself—just set up the system and let his clones handle the logistics.
But then a small concern crept into his mind. "What if they get too strong?" He paused, contemplating it for a moment before laughing at the thought. "Others? Stronger than me? That's not gonna happen." He remembered the original timeline, the battles he'd fought, and how even the strongest humans couldn't catch up to Saiyan potential. He shrugged, feeling confident that no matter how much they learned from him, they would never surpass him.
His expression softened as he thought about the people who could benefit. "I can help them become stronger," he mused, imagining the Z Fighters training with his techniques. "They'll become powerful enough to protect the Earth, and I'll have an army of strong allies." His grin returned, his eyes gleaming with the vision of a stronger future—not just for him, but for those around him as well.
And then another idea hit him, something that made his pulse quicken. "If I can communicate with Bulma, maybe she can help too." His mind raced as he imagined her genius working on a way to generate ki energy. "If she can create a device that generates ki, I won't have to rely on the energy crystals alone. I could upgrade my techniques even faster." His eyes sparkled with excitement. "Bulma's technology plus my techniques? That would be unstoppable."
The thought of collaborating with Bulma made him laugh. "She's smart enough to pull it off." His expression turned serious, thinking of the benefits. "A stable supply of ki… that could change everything." He could upgrade techniques, enhance his abilities, and grow stronger at an unprecedented rate. And the best part was that he wouldn't be risking his life for a Zenkai boost. Everything would be calculated, controlled.
Goku's face lit up with determination as he sped toward West City, where Bulma lived. His thoughts buzzed with excitement as his plans began to solidify. He couldn't wait to present the idea to her and see where her technological prowess could take them.
"With the trading hall and Bulma's help," Goku thought, his eyes glinting with anticipation, "I'll have more energy crystals than ever. I'll be able to upgrade my techniques faster than I ever imagined." His excitement was palpable as he envisioned a future where not only he, but everyone around him, would be much stronger.
As he flew faster, the sun casting a warm glow across the land, Goku grinned to himself. "This is gonna be fun."
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