Dragon Ball Human

It turned out that Yamiru had been overthinking things.

The old monk smiled and explained that he hadn't reached the level of being able to sense the subtle fluctuations in the surrounding Ki. The only reason he had noticed Yamiru earlier was because of his keen hearing.

It made sense.

Even the Tienshinhan from the 22nd World Martial Arts Tournament, whose martial skills were comparable to the disguised Jackie Chun and struggled against Goku in the 23rd Tournament after his training in the Lookout, be surpassed by a monk of the Orin Temple?

Master Roshi was a recognized "God of Martial Arts" in the martial world, and everyone respectfully addressed him as "Master Mu".

Once the old monk knew that Yamiru's goal was to find Son Gohan at Paozu Mountain, a successor of the Turtle School, he no longer insisted that Yamiru follow him to Orin Temple to train.

"Although Orin Temple has a good reputation, how can it compare to the Turtle School?" the old monk thought. "I cannot stand in the way of this young man's aspirations. He saved my life, and I should help him move forward. From what Yamiru has said, the elder who is guiding him wants him to walk the path to Paozu Mountain to temper himself. If that weren't the case, I'd accompany him all the way there."

The old monk thought this way, "In this world, only the rumored Crane School might be able to compare to the Turtle School, but I've heard that the Crane Hermit has a bad temper, and his disciples are often troublemakers, so i won't bring it up."

So, the monk, the boy, and the soldier set off, with Heil City in the distance as their center, wandering around the surrounding areas.

They reached the first mountain range that Delat had marked on the map.

This was the highest and most treacherous mountain in the area, specifically chosen by Delat to teach Yamiru skills like rock climbing, finding shelter, and emergency rescue. In such a mountain range, they would also need to identify the geography, water sources, wild beasts to hunt, edible wild fruits and plants, and medicinal herbs that could be used for both external and internal treatment, including certain animal organs that could serve as emergency medicine.

Yamiru had already learned some of these skills during his time living alone, such as how to find wild animals, and had developed an iron stomach that could digest anything. Still, he listened intently and took notes, especially on the medicinal plants, as the old monk occasionally added a few helpful comments. Yamiru didn't have the Saiyan's indomitable vitality, and in case of food poisoning, he could easily end up dead.

Besides, the Senzu beans could heal injuries but not cure illnesses.

In this world of Dragon Ball, martial artists were not immune to all diseases. Even someone as strong as Super Saiyan Goku could be killed by a heart disease.

These teachings were all tools to help him on his journey to Paozu Mountain.

"The information is a bit scattered; I hope you can remember it all," Delat said, doing his best. He then added, "But seriously, sending you off to find a mountain without a precise location? That's too unreliable. You should come to the army with me; I think you could be the king of soldiers, a special forces king."

Yamiru silently thought about the possibility of being slapped into oblivion by that old master again, then shook his head.

"I think learning martial arts is quite good."

Changing the mindset of a well-adjusted adult is difficult, and Yamiru didn't try to force Delat to believe in the lofty future of martial arts. Before people like Son Goku appeared, most martial artists on Earth seemed unremarkable. Even the number of people capable of climbing Korin Tower was few, with the last one being the Turtle Hermit two hundred years ago. After descending the tower, he became the "God of Martial Arts," which highlighted just how weak the martial artists on Earth were overall.

"Sigh! It's up to you."

Delat shook his head, then pointed to a spot ahead in the mountains. "Look there. Places like that are ideal for finding temporary shelter in caves. If you run into heavy rain, strong winds, or even a landslide on the mountain, you can quickly find a similar area and crawl into a cave with suitable terrain..."

He rambled on, explaining the knowledge.

Yamiru quietly nodded.

The three of them proceeded, and sure enough, in the area Delat pointed to, they found several caves, rock shelters, and mountain crevices.

They traversed one mountain after another.

Soon, three days had passed.

After learning hands-on from Delat for three days, Yamiru realized just how difficult and dangerous it was to survive in the wild! When he had left the forest after landing on the shore, he had no survival knowledge. The fact that he had managed to leave the forest without getting permanently lost was pure luck.

Hearing Yamiru's story, especially about his life living alone on the outskirts of South City, Delat couldn't help but shake his head in disbelief. "It's lucky your body is naturally strong. Otherwise, if you kept living like this, you'd have killed yourself by now! I've never heard of a kid your age who could run a fifty-kilometer marathon twice a day and still be bouncing around! Five months? You'd drop dead in a week!"

Yamiru felt a sense of gratitude.

If he had been transported to this world as the same lazy guy from his past life, he would definitely have been a hopeless case! With his weak body from his previous life, running two kilometers felt like half his life was gone, and martial arts? That would have been a death sentence!

"I'm already so lucky!" Yamiru thought, feeling more motivated. His eyes seemed to gleam with newfound clarity and determination. Then, out of the corner of his eye, he noticed something unusual.

"Whoosh!"

Yamiru picked up a rock and threw it, causing rustling in the bushes.

The old monk went over to check and found a wild rabbit. There was a thin bloodstain on the rabbit's scalp, which was caused by Yamiru's thrown stone.

"Rabbit? Now that I see one, I just want to eat it!" Delat came over, grabbed the rabbit by the neck, and with a swift twist, the rabbit went limp. He casually tossed the rabbit into his backpack.

"Good observation, Yamiru," Delat said, then turned around, his expression turning puzzled. "Wait a second... why do I feel like your eyes are... more golden than before?"

"Maybe I leveled up," Yamiru grinned.

"What kind of superpower is this? It's really strange..."

"I'm not really sure myself."

The three quickly moved on.

What they didn't notice was a small reconnaissance drone hidden in the bushes behind them.

"That was close!"

Several kilometers behind, among the Red Ribbon Army group, a soldier controlling the small reconnaissance drone let out a relieved sigh.

The leader, frowning, said, "That kid has some sharp observation skills! Those strange golden eyes..." He smiled and said, "He would be great experimental material for Dr. Gero! Our mission just changed. The other two are disposable, but this kid must be captured, do you hear me?"

"Yes, sir!"

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