"What about Master Roshi?"
"There is no news from Master Roshi. I don't know when the martial artists who were sent over will come back!"
Bad news came one after another. The bearded officer waved his hand weakly. If they couldn't get supplies from the outside world like this, they would soon run out of ammunition and food.
Now, there were only two ways to defeat the Androids. One was to use scientific and technological means to develop more powerful weapons, or to find the weaknesses of the Androids. In this regard, scientists led by Hoi-Poi Capsule were already implementing it. However, with the emergence of the Androids, a large number of scientists died. Therefore, relying on the remaining scientists, the progress of research was very slow, and the hope was very slim.
In addition to scientific and technological means, the other method was to cultivate outstanding martial artists. Legend had it that thirteen years ago, there was a group of very powerful Dragon Ball warriors. In order to protect the peace of Earth, they fought with the Androids to the death, but unfortunately, they failed in the end.
Compared with the first method, the second method had a greater chance of success.
"Since there were warriors on Earth who could fight against the Androids, then it must be possible now!"
The bearded officer was looking forward to it in his heart. Although he had not seen those heroes from more than a decade ago with his own eyes, he was fortunate enough to see the descendant of those heroes, Mr. Gohan. He was indeed a warrior who could compete with the Androids.
"Master Roshi was once known as the God of Martial Arts. He will definitely be able to train those martial artists."
They could only hope like this. Whether it was to deceive themselves or to leave a memory, the people of Earth must not lose this hope, because when they really lose hope, it means that the people of Earth will really be destroyed.
At the same time, on the other side of Earth.
On an island surrounded by the sea.
This island was not big. Within a radius of ten kilometers, it was surrounded by the turbulent ocean. The waves were crashing, rolling up a magnificent scene. In this small place, the last hope of mankind was gestating.
"Practice carefully. The cultivation of martial arts lies in constantly striving for self-improvement."
"You, and you, your movements are too stiff. Attack a little faster. Wrong, don't use all your strength when punching!"
"The cultivation of Qi is a long process, don't be too hasty."
There were only a few short bungalows on the flat island, and in the middle was a small training field. More than a hundred young men with bare upper bodies were sweating profusely as they waved their fists. Under the blazing sun, all of their faces were covered in sweat, but they did not complain and continued to train meticulously.
Not far away, there was also a group of young girls who were undergoing arduous training. They were waving their arms and legs, punching, kicking, and attacking each other under the guidance of their instructor.
These boys and girls who were divided into two camps for training were all martial arts practitioners selected from all over the world. They were young and had the most potential.
"Instructor Videl, when can we defeat those Androids?" During the break, a pretty short-haired girl walked up to the instructor and asked.
Videl opened her mouth, but in the end, it turned into a bitter smile. She shook her head and said, "The strength of the Androids is beyond our imagination. Your current strength is still far from it."
"Cultivate seriously. One day, you will succeed."
Videl encouraged these girls.
At this time, Videl's thoughts couldn't help but drift back to more than ten years ago. At that time, the Androids had not yet appeared, and Earth was still a prosperous and peaceful scene. But with the appearance of the Androids, all the beautiful places on earth turned into purgatory. Most of the girls in the training field were underage. They had never experienced such a peaceful life, and she didn't know if they would have the hope to see it in this life.
Sighing, Videl withdrew her thoughts and faintly looked at the people who were training intensely in the training field.
"Aunt Chi-Chi, where is Gohan now?" Videl walked to the side of a middle-aged woman and asked.
This middle-aged woman was Monkey King's wife, Chi-Chi, and also the mother of Gohan, the benefactor who saved her. If it weren't for Gohan, she might have died in the riot a long time ago.
After getting along for a few years, Videl knew that Aunt Chi-Chi was also an outstanding martial artist, but her identity as a housewife for many years caused her cultivation to be neglected a lot. It wasn't until her husband, Monkey King, died and the Androids appeared that she started to cultivate again! Right now, she was the chief instructor of the girls' group in the training camp.
Chi-Chi sighed and looked at Videl, who was in the prime of her youth, and said, "Gohan is now training at Bulma's place. I don't know when he will come back."
Both Chi-Chi and Videl were currently rare martial artists on Earth, but whether it was Videl or Chi-Chi, they both knew in their hearts that the only person on Earth who could really deal with the Androids was Gohan. Of course, Trunks, who had not yet reached adulthood, might also be included because they had half Saiyan bloodline in their bodies, and their growth potential was much higher than that of earthlings.
Compared to Saiyans, earthlings were really not worth mentioning.
"Umm." Videl faintly sighed. She felt that she was sighing more and more often during this time.
"Aunt Chi-Chi and I currently have less than 500 Battle Power. We don't even have the strength to fight back in front of the Androids. All we can do now is follow Master Roshi and Immortal Kerin and train these children well. Maybe experts like Senior Krillin and Senior Tien Shinhan will appear among them."
Currently, Earth was facing an unprecedented crisis, just like when King Piccolo wreaked havoc hundreds of years ago, but it was even more dangerous than that time. After all, at that time, King Piccolo wanted to rule over humans, and there were many survivors. But now, the Androids existed purely for the sake of killing.
Because of the Androids' continuous killing, the number of earthlings had sharply decreased to less than 10 million.
From several billion to less than 10 million, one could well imagine how tragic it was. What was especially indignant was that most of the survivors were struggling on the edge of life and death, and they were not of the same mind. There was no lack of cruel and evil people among them.
Videl, who was well aware of the inside story, knew that if it was not handled properly, earthlings might become extinct in the next few years.
"Chi-Chi, let everyone rest for a while." An old voice came, and the white-bearded Master Roshi walked over, looking exhausted.
"Okay, Master Roshi," Chi-Chi responded.
In the past, she had always opposed Gohan taking the path of a martial artist and hoped that he could become a scholar, but when the end of the world came, she discovered that scholars were useless. Scholars really had no use in the end of the world. What Earth lacked now was not scholars, but powerful warriors.
"Master Roshi, are there any good seedlings among these people who can grow up?" Videl asked.
Hearing this, Master Roshi shook his head lightly. "If it was before, they would have been very good, but our opponents are the Androids … They are still far inferior to Monkey King and Krillin."
Does that mean there are no seedlings who can grow up? A trace of disappointment flashed in Videl's eyes.
Master Roshi had lived for hundreds of years, so he naturally did not hesitate to die. If it wasn't for the lack of martial artists on Earth, he would have already run to fight the Androids. How could he have survived until now?
"Unfortunately, Piccolo is also dead; otherwise, we could have used the Dragon Ball to save everyone," Oolong said dejectedly on the side.
"Okay, don't be listless. Not long ago, I heard from Gohan that Bulma's research has made new progress. Maybe she can create even more powerful weapons!" Blonde Launch said, raising the submachine gun in her hand.
After leaving Kame House more than twenty years ago, Blonde Launch chased after Tien Shinhan outside, but Tien Shinhan was wholeheartedly devoted to martial arts and had never responded to emotional matters. It was not until the Androids appeared thirteen years ago that Lanchi reunited with Oolong and the others again.
"Don't show off. Ordinary weapons are useless against the Androids," Oolong said.
"What are you talking about? Believe it or not, I will make you into a roasted suckling pig." When Blonde Launch heard this, she immediately took out a machine gun and threatened.
Looking at the scene of Blonde Launch and Oolong fighting, Master Roshi couldn't help but think of the scene in Kame House decades ago. Unfortunately, time had passed, and the years were gone. The people and things of that year had changed …
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