In the crater created by the impact, he saw a damaged, round “hunk of metal.” The hatch opened automatically, and inside were two infants with tails.
One was slightly older, staring at him with wide, pitch black eyes, looking him over with curiosity.
The other was slightly younger, sleeping soundly.
The old man, Son Gohan, was stunned.
“Good heavens…
is this a grandson that the heavens have gifted me?” He carefully lifted both children and broke into a joyful laugh.
“Hmm…
you two both seem so well behaved…” He looked at Negi, whose gaze was calm and steady.
“You, since you’re the older brother, you shall be called Son Gokai, cultivate your body and mind!” He then looked at the one still smacking his lips in his sleep.
“And you, you shall be called Son Goku!” Six years later, Mount Paozu, nighttime.
The moonlight flowed like water, pouring across the mountain forests.
Beside a crude wooden cabin, nine year old Son Gokai sat cross legged on a smooth green rock.
He was not asleep.
Ever since arriving in this world, the amount of sleep he got each day was far less than children his age.
Six years had passed.
It had been a full six years since he and Kakarot, no, Son Goku, had been taken in by their grandfather Son Gohan.
Son Gokai slowly opened his eyes, and in the moonlight, his gaze was far too clear and composed to belong to a child.
He spread open his small palm.
“Rise.” With a slight shift of thought, a stone about half the size of a fist “whooshed” up off the ground, floating (levitation) up and hovering in the air above his palm.
‘As I thought, it’s not really “telekinesis.”‘ Gokai tugged the corner of his mouth.
When he had first transmigrated, he thought what he had awakened was telekinesis.
But four years ago, while training at a waterfall, Gokai slipped from the top and fell, and when he stood back up completely unharmed (immortality) despite expecting serious injury or even instant death, he knew things were not so simple.
The golden finger branded deep into his soul had finally revealed its true form.
“Jackie Chan Adventures, the Twelve Talismans.” This was one of the powers he had been most familiar with in his previous life!
And furthermore, these talismans were not physical objects, but had transformed into twelve instincts, completely fused into his soul and this Saiyan body.
The Rooster Talisman, levitation and telekinesis, was the first one he awakened.
From being able to control only a single packet of baby formula at the very start, to now being able to easily lift a boulder weighing over two hundred pounds using “telekinesis” at full effort.
The Dog Talisman, immortality, granted him an undying vitality.
Falling from a waterfall, being crushed by boulders, being accidentally injured by Goku during training, no matter how severe the wound, he would not die.
Son Gokai’s eyes instantly burned with intensity.
“Immortality…” He lowered his head and glanced at the tail wrapped around his waist.
“…Combined with the Saiyan passive ability to power up massively after surviving near death, it’s an absolutely perfect match!” He had not yet dared to try “killing himself,” but he knew this was the capital that would allow him to surpass everything in the future.
The Horse Talisman, healing, worked hand in hand with the Dog Talisman.
The Dog Talisman guaranteed he “would not die,” while the Horse Talisman handled “instant recovery.” Over these past years, he and Goku had been training under their grandfather Son Gohan, and bumps and scrapes were inevitable.
But every time, no matter how serious the injury, Son Gokai only needed a single thought for the power of the Horse Talisman to flow through his entire body and restore him instantly.
He could even channel this power into others.
Every time Goku got bitten by a wild beast and came running to his older brother clutching his wound, Son Gokai would simply press his palm to Goku’s forehead, the Horse Talisman would flash with a faint light, and the wound would vanish without a trace.
As a result, in Son Gohan’s understanding, these two grandsons of his were simply martial prodigies, not only tough as nails (Dog Talisman), but with astounding recovery ability (Horse Talisman).
The Ox Talisman, super strength.
Son Gokai stood up and walked over to a massive boulder weighing over a thousand pounds.
This was a tool he used for training.
“Ha!” He planted his feet firmly, and his small body suddenly exploded with force.
“Hummm…” An invisible power surged from deep within his soul into every inch of his body.
The thousand pound boulder was lifted clean over his head by a nine year old child.
‘The power of the Ox Talisman stacks on top of my own strength,’ Son Gokai understood this clearly in his mind.
The stronger his own Saiyan power, the more terrifying the “super strength” the Ox Talisman could unleash.
The Rabbit Talisman, godly speed.
He set the boulder down and took a deep breath.
The next second.
“Whoosh!” (ps: In the Jackie Chan world, using talismans is more like directly invoking the talisman’s own power, but the protagonist’s talismans operate on the power of rules, so the stronger he becomes in the later stages, the stronger the talismans become.) His figure in the moonlight stretched into a blur, and in under four seconds he appeared on another rock a hundred meters away.
Fast, fast to the absolute limit!
This was his trump card for self preservation and ambushes.
It should be noted that Son Goku at twelve years old, when tested by Master Roshi, managed a hundred meters in five point five eight seconds.
At this point, nine year old Son Gokai’s combat power should be roughly on par with twelve year old Goku.
But in terms of speed, one did it in just over three seconds while the other took just over five.
Though the time difference might seem like only roughly double the speed, with something like speed, even being just one second faster represents a massive gap.
The Pig Talisman, heat vision.
He raised his eyes and fixed his gaze on a dead tree in the distance.
“Zzzt!” Two beams of deep crimson light blasted out from his eyes and struck the trunk precisely.
No explosion, just intense heat.
The trunk was instantly pierced clean through, the cut as smooth as a mirror, with scorched smoke rising from it.
‘Useful for roasting meat and cutting things,’ Son Gokai thought, satisfied.
As for the remaining talismans: The Dragon Talisman (explosion), he had once tried firing it at a lake surface and it blasted a water spout over ten meters high, and most crucially, it consumed none of his own energy.
The Snake Talisman (invisibility) made him the supreme hunter of Mount Paozu, where even dinosaurs could not detect his presence.
The Sheep Talisman (astral projection) let him roam Mount Paozu at night in spirit form, and he had even “possessed” a small bird and flown over the mountain range to see the world beyond the peaks.
The Monkey Talisman (shapeshifting) allowed him to transform into any animal, though he did not like using it and always found it oddly unsettling.
The Tiger Talisman (balance) was the most mysterious of all.
He had initially thought it was “yin yang separation,” but later discovered that this power could keep him in a state of absolute “balance.” Whether training in his grandfather’s martial arts or controlling the “ki” that was steadily growing within him, the Tiger Talisman could instantly bring him into a perfect state of “stillness of heart.” The Rat Talisman (animating the inanimate), this one he still had not figured out how to use, as it was not as though he could go around giving life to a rock.
“Twelve powers, and on top of that…
all these abilities keep growing stronger alongside my own training.” Son Gokai clenched his fist.
He had discovered the most crucial core of this golden finger, that the power of the talismans was directly tied to his own Saiyan combat power (potential).
The stronger he became, the stronger the talismans!
“Good.” ‘Bulma should be appearing soon.
The Dragon Balls, the World Martial Arts Tournament, the Red Ribbon Army…’ ‘And then…
Raditz, Vegeta, Frieza!’ He was deep in thought about his plans for the future, unaware that on the other side of the stone house, Goku was about to get up for a midnight bathroom trip.
“Mmph…
big brother…
grandpa…
I need to pee…” Eight year old Son Goku rubbed his eyes sleepily, stumbled out through the door in a daze, and walked into the yard bare bottomed.
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