Why was it so difficult for the originally savage Saiyans to transform?
Because they spent their lives steeped in slaughter and rage, preventing their S Cells from multiplying.
Why could Son Goku transform?
Because he had damaged his brain upon landing on Earth and became purely kind hearted, and combined with the peaceful life on Earth, he accumulated a large quantity of S Cells by the time he reached adulthood.
And why could the Universe 6 Saiyans Cabba, Caulifla, and others transform so effortlessly in Dragon Ball Super, some even achieving it almost instantly just from a feeling alone?
It was precisely because the Universe 6 Saiyans loved peace and had calm, settled hearts, meaning their innate S Cell concentration was absurdly high from birth!
Compare that to Vegeta, who in the early stages could not transform for a long time because he was constantly mired in brutality and anxiety, and it was only later, after settling on Earth and starting a family, that his state of mind gradually steadied and his power began advancing by leaps and bounds.
‘My current base combat power is already more than enough to overpower everything at this stage,’ Son Gokai said inwardly.
‘What I need next is not to go lifting boulders in some deep mountain forest, but to experience life in a thriving city and allow my spirit to relax.’ ‘Balance work with rest, cultivate body and mind.’ ‘Live with the most peaceful state of heart possible, nurture that “ki,” and let the S Cells within me multiply.’ ‘When the time is right, even without Krillin’s death as a sacrifice, I will be able to break through that threshold naturally and without force, carried by a sufficient concentration of S Cells and just a small spark of anger!’ This was also why he had chosen to go to West City.
There, he would find the most comfortable living environment, the most cutting edge gravity training equipment (at Bulma’s home), and also…
the most perfect companion.
This was the “path of cultivation” that belonged to him.
“Alright, Goku.” Son Gokai came back to himself and waved a hand at his younger brother.
“A year from now, we’ll meet on the floor of the World Martial Arts Tournament.” “Got it!
Bye, Brother!
Bye, Bulma!” Son Goku gave a great shout, rode the Flying Nimbus up into the sky, and vanished into the horizon as a streak of golden light.
Watching Goku’s figure fade into the distance, Bulma felt a touch of feeling come over her.
“That little guy is gone too…
it suddenly feels a bit quiet.” “Aren’t I still here?” Son Gokai walked over to her side and draped his arm naturally around her shoulders.
Bulma’s face instantly went red, but her body leaned in honestly, and a smile full of happiness spread across her face.
“Right…
you’re still here.” She took out a capsule, pressed it, and a luxurious jet plane materialized before them.
“Let’s go then, Lord Gokai!
Let me take you to see this young lady’s home, the most glamorous city in the entire world, West City!” “With pleasure.” The plane lifted into the air and headed off toward the bustling metropolis.
For Son Goku, this was the beginning of grueling training.
For Son Gokai, this was not only the beginning of “living off someone else’s prosperity,” but also the path toward Super Saiyan, a journey of quiet accumulation.
West City, the most technologically advanced and economically thriving super city on the Dragon Ball Earth, was like a brilliant gem set into the western edge of the continent.
Here, anti gravity vehicles wove through the air, threading together into flowing bands of light, enormous domed buildings stood in densely packed rows, and holographic advertisements flickered between the skyscrapers, showcasing the latest technological products of the Capsule Corporation.
A red private jet cut through the sky and slowly descended onto the sprawling private garden landing pad belonging to Capsule Corporation.
“Welcome home, Miss.” As the hatch opened, a butler robot and a line of servants who had been waiting for some time all bowed together.
Bulma took off her goggles, gave her long purple hair a casual toss, and walked down the boarding steps with her arm linked through Son Gokai’s.
“Gokai, this is my home!
What do you think, not bad right?” Son Gokai looked around.
He had to admit that even though he had seen it many times in the anime from his previous life, actually being here in person still allowed him to feel the sheer impact of what it meant to be “the world’s wealthiest family.” This back garden alone was probably half the size of Mount Paozu.
“Truly impressive.” Son Gokai said with genuine admiration.
“Of course it is!” Bulma raised her chin proudly, “From now on this is your home too, stay as long as you like!” The two had barely stepped into the main entrance hall when a fashionably dressed golden haired beauty carrying a tray floated over.
“Oh my, is this the boyfriend Bulma brought back?
What an absolutely stunning young man!” Mrs.
Brief (Bulma’s mother) had stars in her eyes and circled Son Gokai several times as though she had discovered some rare and precious treasure.
“Those muscle lines, those deep eyes…
my goodness, even I’m a little smitten.” “Mom!
MOM!!” Bulma’s face burned red and she quickly stepped in front of Son Gokai, “Don’t go scaring him!
And this is my boyfriend, so no getting ideas!” “Hehe, look at this child, already being possessive right away.” Mrs.
Brief covered her mouth with a light laugh, then held out a delicate little cake to Son Gokai, “Here, try a slice of the cake your Auntie made herself.” “Thank you, ma’am.” Son Gokai accepted it politely and handled this somewhat scatterbrained future mother in law with perfect composure.
Compared to the playful teasing Mrs.
Brief had directed at Yamcha in the original story, her attitude toward Son Gokai was clearly much more that of someone treating “a future son in law.” After all, the aura of steadiness, confidence, and sheer power that Son Gokai carried was something anyone with eyes could sense.
Just then, a scientist with a pipe in his mouth and a black cat draped over his shoulder came walking out.
“Oh?
Back already.” Dr.
Brief adjusted his glasses and glanced at Son Gokai, “Bulma mentioned you’re the legendary martial artist.
If you need any training equipment, just let me know.” “Thank you, Doctor, there’s no need to go to too much trouble for now.” Son Gokai gave a nod and a smile.
“A quiet room and an ordinary gym is all I need.” “Oh?
That’s all?” Dr.
Brief seemed a little surprised, “Young people this simple in their tastes are a rare sight these days.” “The foundation is what matters most.” The two days that followed were the “world for two” that Bulma had been looking forward to for so long.
On the commercial streets of West City.
Bulma made full use of her flair as a fashion icon and dragged Son Gokai through all the major luxury shops.
“This one!
This jacket really suits you!” “Wow!
This casual suit is absolutely perfect!
Go try it on right now!” Son Gokai was like the ideal human clothes rack.
Years of training had given him proportions that were nothing short of perfect, broad shoulders and a narrow waist, with muscles that were firm without being excessive.
Whether streetwear or formal attire, the moment anything was put on him the effect was immediately that of a top tier male model.
When Son Gokai came walking out of the fitting room in a black motorcycle jacket paired with dark jeans and boots, it was as though the air in the entire mall froze for a moment.
Girls passing by in the area stopped one after another, their gazes fixed on him, and whispered conversation broke out everywhere.
“Oh my goodness, that guy is so handsome!” “Is he some newly debuted star?” “Should we go over and ask for his contact?” A few bolder high school girls even came forward with their phones, flushed red and wanting to strike up a conversation.
“Um…
hey, could we get your…” But before they could finish their words, they felt the temperature around them drop sharply.
Son Gokai simply gave them a mild, passing glance.
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