Dragon Ball: I became the strongest warrior after practicing half of my skills

Chapter 204

At this time, the sun shines through the sparse clouds on the earth, casting mottled light and shadows on the lush forest trails.

Zhou Zilong is leading his family and friends - his wife Bulma, Lanqi, his two sons Zhou Yuyan, Zhou Yulan, and his two apprentices and friends No. 17 (Lapis) and No. 18 (Lazili) on an outdoor camping trip away from the hustle and bustle.

His face is filled with long-lost relaxation and joy, as if all the battles and hardships have disappeared at this moment.

The group came to a beautiful outdoor place with a clear stream carrying many large and small packages. Today is the day they have agreed with Oolong, Krillin, Lafia, and Son Gohan to go camping outdoors for 3 days, and it is also a time to relax before going to Namek.

After the group reached the upper reaches of the stream, Zhou Zilong took out the things needed to build a tent from a package and started to prepare to build it. Zhou Yuyan, Zhou Yulan and No. 17 (Lapis) worked together to build another tent.

Lazili, Bulma and Lanqi said that they went to the forest to pick some fruits.

"Zilong, I really envy you for having the magical ability to move instantly wherever you want to go!" At this time, Wulong was seen carrying a heavy pile of food on his back, slowly walking towards Zhou Zilong who was building a tent. At this moment, Wulong still maintained his unique pig head and human body shape. After all, in front of his best friend, Wulong always showed his truest self without reservation.

After hearing Wu Long's words, Zhou Zilong couldn't help but grin and teased: "Hey, you can't blame others for this. Who told you not to spend time to learn some special skills or abilities?"

Faced with Zhou Zilong's teasing, Wu Long deliberately pretended to be helpless and responded: "Alas, there is no way. My talent is really too bad. How can I compare with you!"

"Yo! It seems that we are still a step behind!" Just as the two of them were joking with each other, there was a burst of brisk footsteps. It turned out to be Klin and Rafia. They were each carrying a big backpack and wearing a set of casual clothes. They were talking and laughing and walking towards this side.

Since Rafia began to learn martial arts from Klin, the relationship between her and Klin has become more and more intimate, and they can often be seen walking together. But for now, neither Klin nor Rafia seemed to be aware of the obscure and subtle feelings that were quietly growing and gradually spreading in each other's hearts.

The camping place became more and more lively as more people came. After several tents were set up for sleeping at night, Zhou Zilong was bending down and carefully selecting suitable stones with his two sons to build the stove for tonight.

Lapis (No. 17) also put down his usual coldness and joined in this warm labor.

"Pay attention to balance, Yulan, the stones here should be slightly tilted inwards, so that they can better support the pots!" Zhou Zilong instructed his second son while lifting a large stone with his strong arms and placing it steadily on a corner of the stove. Sweat slid down his forehead and dripped onto the ground under his feet, as if paying tribute to this natural land.

Soon, two stoves made of stone piles stood on the open space. They were not only sturdy and durable, but also exuded a rustic beauty, attracting the approval of the people around.

On the other side, the lively duo of Klin and Wu Long were busy preparing ingredients for dinner. Today, Klin decided to make a classic curry rice for everyone.

He skillfully cut carrots and potatoes into even-sized pieces, and onions, broccoli and green peppers were also handled just right. The chicken breast turned into tender shreds under his knife, ready to be blended into the special curry with these vegetables.

"Uncle Klin, your curry secret recipe is really getting more and more exciting!" Zhou Yuyan ran over and said with a smile, his eyes flashing with desire for food.

Wu Long was busy on the grill nearby.

Although he was not as professional as Klin, his love for cooking was undiminished. With his careful adjustment, the charcoal fire gradually reached the optimal grilling temperature.

He deftly placed the skewered vegetables and beef on the grill, turning them over from time to time to ensure that each side was evenly heated. With the sound of "sizzling", the aroma of meat and the freshness of vegetables intertwined to form an irresistible aroma, attracting the attention of people around.

"Wow, it smells so good!" PeopleIn the group, I don't know who was the first to exclaim like this. Then, everyone's attention was attracted by the tempting fragrance. They stopped what they were doing and looked at the busy figures beside the campfire. At this moment, a burst of hurried footsteps broke the silence around them. Son Gohan, the young warrior known for his amazing strength and gentle personality, appeared at the edge of the camp with a bulging oversized backpack and sweating profusely.

"Gohan is here!" A warm and familiar voice came. It was Zhou Zilong. He always appeared at the most appropriate time and used his iconic smile and affinity to resolve all embarrassment and fatigue.

"Well, sorry for being late!" Son Gohan stopped and a trace of apology flashed across his face. He quickly put down his backpack and wiped the sweat on his forehead with the back of his hand. He seemed a little uneasy. Seeing this, everyone cast an understanding look.

"It's okay, Gohan, we won't start camping until tomorrow. Today we just arrived at a gathering point, and everyone is still in the preparation stage!" Zhou Zilong walked up, patted Gohan's shoulder gently, and said in his unique gentle tone. This sentence was like an invisible force, instantly relieving Gohan's uneasiness.

"Gohan, you changed your hairstyle?" Zhou Zilong asked after noticing that Son Gohan had changed his hairstyle.

At this time, others also found that Son Gohan's long hair that was originally fluttering in the wind had changed into a neat and tidy pot cover. Hearing this, Son Gohan's cheeks flushed slightly, and he explained a little embarrassedly: "My mother said that my original hairstyle didn't look like a good child, and she also said that because we were going to Namek at that time, we couldn't leave the impression of a bad boy to the Namekians, so she took me to get a haircut!"

"Haha, it's okay Gohan, no matter what hairstyle you have, you are a little hero in our hearts!" Zhou Zilong patted Gohan's shoulder and encouraged. This sentence was like a warm current, warming Gohan's heart.