"Hmph, I remember now. I did feel something special invading my body!" Vegeta clenched his fists tightly. "But I drove those things away with my powerful aura! I didn't expect that Kakarot would be the one to fall for it!"

"Do you have a solution?" asked Piccolo.

"What can I do about this?" Vegeta shook his head and asked, "Is there nothing I can do about Kakarot's brother?"

Piccolo had no choice but to briefly tell Vegeta about the matter of Belsay.

"Kakarot, what an idiot, he even lost the special medicine!" Vegeta was so angry that his whole body was shaking.

"Since there's no other way, just pretend I'm not here." Piccolo sighed helplessly and immediately turned around and flew away.

Vegeta followed behind.

Afterwards, Piccolo brought Vegeta to the hospital.

"Hi, Vegeta, you're here too?" Sun Wukong had woken up, and when he saw Vegeta coming over, he smiled and greeted him.

Vegeta remained silent.

Piccolo looked at Son Goku deeply, as if he knew that his life was coming to an end.

"Let's go home... I don't want to die in the hospital." Sun Wukong said to Qiqi with a smile.

Qiqi kept wiping away her tears.

"Qiqi, my brother told me that even if I died, he would find a way to resurrect me when he comes back." Sun Wukong comforted.

Qiqi cried even harder.

"The dragon of Namek should be able to revive Goku, right? I wonder if the dragon over there can revive people who died of illness?" Krillin suddenly thought of the dragon of Namek, Porunga.

"No, even the dragon of Namek can't revive those who died of illness." Piccolo shook his head.

"So we can only wait for Belsay to come back?" Klin wiped the sweat off his face quietly and sighed continuously.

"I want to go home..." Sun Wukong requested again and again.

"Let's send him back," Bick suggested. "The equipment in the hospital can't extend his life by even a second. There's no point in keeping him here."

"Then let's go back..." Qiqi nodded without objection.

Then, Bulma used the capsule to create a large helicopter.

Everyone carried Sun Wukong onto the helicopter.

The moment Sun Wukong entered the helicopter, he fainted again.

Everyone present could see that Sun Wukong's vitality was very weak.

The helicopter took off, returned to Baozi Mountain, and stopped at the door of Sun Wukong's home.

Tien Shinhan, Leping and Jiaozi are still looking for a cure-all.

But the three of them searched for a long time but couldn't find it.

"Why are you back?" Le Ping asked.

"Goku didn't want to stay in the hospital, so we brought him back," Krillin explained.

Everyone carried Sun Wukong back home.

After all this trouble, nearly two hours had passed.

After all, it takes a long time to get from the hospital to home by helicopter.

Along the way, Piccolo and his friends tried all kinds of methods, but they still couldn't do anything to cure Sun Wukong's viral heart disease.

It was too late to find the Dragon Balls.

However, Son Gohan still stubbornly picked up Bulma's Dragon Ball Radar and ran to look for the Dragon Balls.

Two hours passed quickly.

Sun Wukong regained consciousness and finally woke up once more, but he looked even weaker and his face was extremely pale.

"Don't be sad, my brother said he would resurrect me." Sun Wukong said with a smile.

Everyone kept wiping away tears.

Although Belsay said that he could resurrect Goku, who knows when he will come back?
It will take at least three years before I can come back.

"Vegeta, can you become a Super Saiyan?" Sun Wukong asked Vegeta again.

Vegeta: "..."

Vegeta felt heartbroken at that moment.

"Could you please not say such things when you are about to die?" Vegeta was furious.

He's almost dead, yet he still mocks me.

"Why can't I become a Super Saiyan yet? What's the reason?" Sun Wukong asked curiously.

Vegeta didn't want to talk anymore.

"My brother told me that only a peaceful heart can increase the S cells in the body. When the S cells in the body grow to a certain level, it can be transformed into an ordinary Super Saiyan through huge emotional fluctuations." Sun Wukong explained, and then said to Sun Wuhan, "Gohan, you also remember this."

No one said a word.

"Where's Gohan?" Son Goku found that Son Gohan was not around.

"Gohan went to find the Dragon Balls for you." Krillin said, wiping away his tears.

"Gohan, this kid..." Son Goku shook his head helplessly, "It's too late."

"Don't say that, Goku..." Krillin said, rubbing his eyes, "There must be a way... Maybe your brother will come back at the critical moment."

"After I die, don't burn my body... My brother will resurrect me. You don't have to be sad. Everything will be fine." Sun Wukong comforted the many companions present.

The companions bowed their heads and sobbed.

"Qiqi, the only person I feel sorry for is you." Sun Wukong sighed.

"Goku..." ChiChi choked.

"Everyone, I'm leaving. Take care of yourselves." Sun Wukong waved to his companions.

The next moment, Sun Wukong's head tilted and he died.

Qiqi burst into tears.

Son Gohan, who had already collected two Dragon Balls, hurried back and saw his dying father. The two Dragon Balls in his hands slipped off.

Sun Wukong is dead.

Died of a viral heart disease.

……

The friends were sad for a while and then returned to their normal lives.

Vegeta also found his true love, a girl named Emily.

The two also had a son, whom Emily named Trunks.

"Vegeta, you know what? When my best friend and I were little, we joked that if one of us had a son first, he would be named Trunks, and if one of us had a daughter first, she would be named Bra." Emily giggled and said softly to Vegeta.

"Hmph, what a boring promise." Vegeta snorted.

"I was on the phone with my best friend a few days ago, and she doesn't have a boyfriend yet." Emily sighed, "Now that she's in her 30s... time flies."

Vegeta didn't respond, obviously not interested in Emily's best friend or anything like that.

"Let's go to my best friend's house tomorrow." Emily suggested, "Hehe, if she knew that I found a boyfriend and had a child so soon, she would be surprised."

"Hmph, if you want to go, go by yourself. I'm not going!" Vegeta didn't want to go.

"No, I promised to take you with me. She wants to see you! You have to go!" Emily put her hands on her hips, somewhat unhappy.

"Tsk!" Vegeta gritted his teeth but agreed.

The next day, Emily brought Vegeta to the headquarters of the Universal Capsule Group.

The moment he saw Bulma, Vegeta was speechless.

"So she is the best friend you were talking about?" Vegeta had seen Bulma at Son Goku's house.

"Vegeta?" Bulma was slightly stunned, looked at Emily, and then looked at Vegeta.

"Do you know each other?" Emily was a little surprised.

"Of course I know him, he's the Saiyan prince." Bulma replied. "Huh? Prince?" Emily was stunned for a long time, and suddenly felt something was wrong, so she asked quickly, "Why do you know him better than me?"

"Don't get me wrong, he's one of Goku's tribesmen." Bulma hurriedly explained, fearing that Emily would misunderstand.

"So that's how it is... Is this the Goku who defeated Piccolo?" Emily suddenly realized.

"Yes..." Bulma lowered her head.

Vegeta also looked sad and said nothing.

"Bulma, what's with that expression on your face?" Emily asked curiously.

"Goku...is dead..." Bulma sighed helplessly, "It's been more than two years..."

"Dead? Huh? How did he die?" Emily was also a little surprised.

"I have a viral heart disease... there's no cure." Bulma shook her head.

Emily also observed a moment of silence for Sun Wukong.

"Is this your son? What's his name?" Bulma looked at the baby in Emily's arms and changed the subject.

"Trunks," Emily replied.

"Is that really your name?" Bulma seemed to be lost in memories.

"It's what we agreed on." Emily forced a smile and asked Bulma, "But you, Bulma...you should find a boyfriend."

"Don't worry." Bulma shook her head gently.

"I originally thought you would end up with that man named Sun Wukong." Emily sighed, "Forget it... Let's not talk about him anymore."

……

Nandu, a small island.

Dr. Gro's Institute.

"It's finally done!" Dr. Gro let out a long sigh of relief and looked at No. 17 in the coffin-like sleeping cabin with some anticipation in his eyes.

Dr. Gro took several deep breaths and exhaled.

"It should be almost finished now. There won't be any problems, right?" Dr. Gero grabbed a remote control with his right hand and held it tightly in his hand. "Let him out and try!"

As he spoke, Dr. Gero pressed the start button.

"Snapped!"

No. 17's eyes moved slightly in the sleeping cabin.

Dr. Gero opened the lid of the sleeping chamber.

No. 17 stepped out.

"No. 17, are you awake?" Dr. Gro asked with a smile.

No. 17 took a glance and saw the remote control in Dr. Gro's hand. A hint of respect flashed across his cold face, and he quickly said, "Hello, Dr. Gro."

Dr. Gro was slightly stunned. He never expected that No. 17 would take the initiative to say hello to him.

"Oh? You are greeting me..." Dr. Gro was very excited.

"Of course, you are like my adoptive parents." No. 17 smiled slightly.

Dr. Groh's face lit up with joy.

that is really good!
It seems to have been completely remodeled.

"No. 18, you come out too." Dr. Gro pressed the start button of No. 18 without any hesitation.

No. 18 blinked his lively eyes several times and walked out of the sleeping cabin.

No. 17 snorted coldly at No. 18 and gave her a subtle look.

No. 18 immediately turned his head to look at the remote control in Dr. Gro's hand.

I know what number 17 means.

The remote control is in the hands of this immortal.

We must find a way to destroy this remote control.

Otherwise, No. 17 and I will fall asleep again.

"Hello Dr. Gro, long time no see." No. 18 greeted respectfully.

"Yeah." Dr. Gro nodded with satisfaction.

"Dr. Gro, I remember that when I woke up last time, you seemed to be transforming yourself into a cyborg... Why now it seems like..." No. 18 asked.

"The transformation failed, No. 19 died." Dr. Gro shook his head in disappointment.

“No. 19?” No. 18 was stunned.

"It doesn't matter anymore." Dr. Gero waved his hand. "With you two here, I believe we can definitely destroy that guy Sun Wukong! But to be honest, I'm worried about you two! Since most of your skills are based on the permanent energy furnace and powerful energy, it's difficult to control you two! The last time you woke up, you didn't even listen to my orders!"

"I'm so sorry, Dr. Gro!" No. 18 bowed respectfully and apologized.

Number 17 also bowed.

"Okay, next you go and destroy Sun Wukong immediately, including killing all his companions!" Dr. Gero gave the order, "The revenge of the Red Ribbon Army has finally been..."

As he spoke, Dr. Groh burst into tears.

These years of hard work in researching artificial humans have consumed my beautiful youth.

I have grown so old without realizing it.

"Hehehe, Sun Wukong, you're dead this time!" Dr. Gero roared to the sky.

"Snapped!"

Just after Dr. Gro finished speaking, No. 17 suddenly snatched the remote control from Dr. Gro's hand.

Dr. Gero's smile froze instantly on his face.

"You...No. 17, what are you doing?" Dr. Gro turned his head and asked No. 17, his eyes full of shock.

"Is this a remote control for us to stop our actions in an emergency?" No. 17 sneered, "Just in case!"

"Crack!"

No. 17 crushed the remote control directly.

"What do you want to do? Are you kidding me?" Dr. Gro was furious.

"Do you still want us to sleep forever, you old immortal!" There was a strong murderous intent in No. 17's eyes.

"You...you want to rebel against me?" Dr. Gro was getting more and more angry.

"Of course, is there any need to keep you?" No. 17 sneered and grabbed forward with his big hand.

"Pfft!"

Number 17's hand pierced directly through Dr. Gero's heart.

"what……"

Dr. Gero screamed, feeling his life force quickly fading away.

"You...you...you are a failure after all!" Dr. Gro said weakly.

"Thank you for the compliment." No. 17 grinned.

"Actually, I am also a failure." No. 18 stepped forward and put his hand on Dr. Gro.

The corners of Dr. Gro's mouth twitched constantly and his expression changed again and again.

"Boom!"

The energy gushed out from No. 18's hands, directly blasting Dr. Gero into pieces.

Along with a deafening roar, Dr. Gro's research institute was completely destroyed by the energy of No. 18.

No. 17 and No. 18 quickly flew high into the sky and looked down at the research institute below.

"No. 18, you are such a mess. There might be some important information in the institute, and you destroyed it all." No. 17 snorted. (End of this chapter)