Dragon Ball: System, this choice is a bit unreasonable.

Chapter 382 Piccolo: Don't mention it, the account is already useless

"Then if your father says that he was provoked by a woman, would you believe it?"

Mo Yongye spread his hands.

Momoa was silent. Ah, this...

Mo Yongye looked at her with a smile, "You write novels. Your mother's sister came back yesterday. She is also a writer. You two can communicate with each other then..."

"When did mom recognize my sister?" Momoa's attention was successfully diverted.

"It was many years ago," Mo Yongye told her about Taisi's story.

Momoa was surprised, "I didn't expect my mother had a sister, and she's a space adventurer!"

"I returned safely from a solo space trip."

Momoa was really surprised, and she also knew that there were far more dangers in the universe than on Earth.

After hearing what his daughter said, Mo Yongye felt that Taisi was quite amazing.

"By the way, Dad, why don't you develop some hobbies? If you move around all day, you'll stay young. Otherwise, you'll get old!"

Momoa still gave advice to his old father.

"I don't have any hobbies, I think just lying down is good enough."

Momoa was completely speechless. "Just go fishing and catch some seafood. The afterglow at the beach is pretty nice. I usually take the mothers to see the sea, climb mountains, or catch some seafood... It's all fine. There's no fun at all..."

After the two chatted about something else, it was noon. "I have to go talk to your Uncle Piccolo about something."

"Okay dad, I'll prepare lunch for you."

"Ah."

Mo Yongye took Xiaofang to find Piccolo who was working as a babysitter nearby. Piccolo had to go to Chi-Chi's Land to help early in the morning. After everything was done, he came to the secret base near Son Gohan's house.

Keep an eye on Xiaofang to prevent the child from getting lost when Momoa isn't paying attention.

But this is not a bad thing, Xiaofang usually won't get lost and will sneak out by herself to play with Piccolo.

After Mo Yongye brought Xiaofang to Piccolo's sensing range, Piccolo opened his eyes and came out of meditation.

"Mo Yongye,"

Xiaofang let out a cry and reached into Piccolo's arms with her two little hands.

Mo Yongye gave Xiaofang to him.

I didn't expect this guy was so good at it. He took the child very skillfully and held the child in the correct way.

Mo Yongye was staring at her in a daze.

Seeing the strange look from Mo Yongye, Piccolo suddenly discovered that he had already formed the conditioned reflexes of a babysitter.

Blushing slightly, "Well, what do you want to talk to me about?"

Mo Yongye smiled and said, "I have a very easy job. I wonder if you are interested, Piccolo."

Piccolo immediately became cautious, as Sun Wukong had said the same thing at the beginning, so he worked as a nanny in the Sun family for many years.

"What errand?"

"Considering that you, Piccolo, have been practicing martial arts for a long time, but martial artists must be tested in actual combat. There is a cosmic-level competition going on recently. Do you have any ideas?"

When Piccolo asked what the universe-level competition was, Mo Yongye told him everything about the Tournament of Power.

Piccolo was surprised, "There is a higher level god above the God of Destruction?"

"Yeah, it's hard to believe. There may be more up there, but we just can't reach it at this level."

"How about it, are you interested?"

If it were in the past, Piccolo would definitely not hesitate, but now.

He looked at Xiaofang and asked carefully, "This competition is a competition for the entire universe. If I fail, there is a risk of the universe being wiped out. It's not appropriate for me to go."

The pursuit of ultimate martial arts is Piccolo's goal, but he still knows his own strengths and weaknesses.

"No, because the announcement was made so hastily, other universes didn't have time to search for many masters. At most, there are a few at the front. There are also some weaker opponents at the back, so you may not have no chance!"

"Besides, I'll cover you."

Before, Mo Yongye had to weigh the pros and cons, but now he is confident enough, because he is a level five god!

Black Goku can only ignite the Kaio-ken by burning himself as fuel, barely reaching the fifth-level god level.

Piccolo thought for a moment and said, "I'll give you an answer tomorrow."

"OK, but it's only one day. There's no time to think about it later."

After tomorrow, we have to prepare for the gathering. If we are late, we will suffer in silence and won’t even have the chance to play.

"It's noon, want to have a drink?"

The last time Mo Yongye came, he dragged Piccolo to drink some wine. This guy is just as bad as Mo Yongye, and Mo Yongye can even feel some superiority over him.

"We Namekians don't need to eat."

Every time Piccolo was dragged to eat, they actually just needed to drink water.

"It's okay. It's nothing. Didn't you enjoy the meal last time?"

Mo Yongye forced him to go to Moma's house.

Bick couldn't refuse the invitation, "You can have dinner, but you don't have to drink."

Last time I drank, I couldn’t get into the state of cultivation for the whole afternoon, and my head was dizzy.

Namekians have a higher sensitivity to liquids other than water.

That is to say, while other people drink 18 degrees, they may drink degrees.

It would be strange if he wasn't drunk.

Mo Yongye said he didn't want to drink, but he had to show this kid who could drink a thousand cups without getting drunk.

When the two returned home, Son Gohan also came back and was helping to serve the dishes to the table.

"Father-in-law, you're back." Son Gohan wore black-framed glasses and work clothes, and he looked nothing like the rebellious child who had been under Piccolo's strict training.

But he has more sense of responsibility on his shoulders, maybe he is living the life that Chi-Chi wants, and Son Gohan is also willing.

Mo Yongye also agreed, "What does Gohan do for a living these days?"

Asking this is like asking a child about his academic performance. Mo Yongye still wants to promote this kid.

Very good, solid.

Judging from my daughter's delicate skin and tender flesh, you can tell that this boy treats his wife very well.

Several people sat at a table.

Mo Yongye is quite happy that Son Gohan has his own ideas, but Piccolo is different.

He can't beat Sun Wukong, so it's not too much to train his son to beat him, but it's a pity that his ability has been ruined.

But he was used to it.

Son Gohan answered honestly: "Father-in-law, I recently got admitted to my alma mater and became a teacher."

"Oh? That school isn't easy to get into. I didn't expect you to be so talented!"

Son Gohan went to the same school as Momoa and the others. He either had to spend money or be very capable to study well.

But being a faculty member is different, as it requires a higher level of knowledge.

Brother Son Gohan poured a glass for Mo Yongye and said modestly: "It was all luck."

"And I have my good wife Momo to help me. She is much smarter than me. When Xiaofang goes to school, I will let her be a teacher with me."

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