"Where is Teacher Wu Tian?"
"There is no news from Teacher Wu Tian, and the martial artists who sent it there don't know when they will be able to return!"
The bad news came one after another, and the bearded sergeant waved his hands feebly. If they were not able to get outside supplies like this, they would soon run out of ammunition and food.
At present, there are only two methods that are most likely to defeat artificial humans. One is to use technology to develop more powerful weapons, or to find out the weaknesses of artificial humans. In this regard, scientists led by universal capsules have already implemented them. It's just that with the emergence of artificial humans, a large number of scientists have died. Therefore, relying on the power of the remaining scientists, the progress of the research is very slow, I am afraid that the hope is very slim.
In addition to technological means, another method is to train outstanding martial artists. Legend has it that there were a group of very powerful Dragon Ball warriors thirteen years ago. In order to protect the peace of the earth, they fought desperately with humanoids. It is a pity. In the end it failed.
Compared with the first method, the second method is more likely to be successful.
"Since there have been warriors on Earth who can fight against humanoids, it must be possible now!"
The bearded sergeant hopes in his heart that although he has not personally seen those heroes more than ten years ago, he has the honor to meet the descendants of those heroes—Mr. Monkey King, who can indeed compete with cyborgs. warrior.
"Teacher Wu Tian was once known as the god of martial arts, and he must be able to train those martial artists."
They can only look forward to it like this, whether they are deceiving themselves or leaving a thought, the people of the earth must not lose this hope, because when they really lose hope, it means that the people of the earth are really going to be destroyed.
At the same time, the other side of the earth.
An island surrounded by the sea.
The island is small, and the ten kilometers in a radius are surrounded by rough oceans. The waves slapped and rolled up a magnificent scene. In this small place, the last hope of mankind is conceived.
"Practice carefully, the practice of martial arts lies in self-improvement."
"You, and you, your movements are too stiff. You can shoot faster. You are wrong. Don't use up your power when you punch!"
"The cultivation of Qi is a long process, don't rush it."
There are only a few small bungalows on the flat island, and in the middle is a not particularly spacious martial arts field. More than a hundred young teenagers with naked torso are shaking their fists in sweat. Under the hot sun, none of these people have a face. It's not sweaty, but they have no complaints, and they are still training meticulously.
Not far away, there was also a group of girls doing hard training dancing with their hands and feet, punching, raising their feet, and attacking each other under the guidance of the instructor.
These teenagers and girls who are divided into two camps for training are all martial arts practitioners selected from all over the world. They are young and most malleable.
"Instructor Vidili, when will we be able to defeat those cyborgs?" When resting, a beautiful short-haired girl approached the instructor and asked.
Vidili opened her mouth, and finally turned into a bitter smile, shook her head and said: "The power of artificial humans is beyond our imagination, and your current power is far from it."
"Practice seriously, one day you will succeed."
Vidili encouraged these girls.
At this time, Bidili’s thoughts could not help but drift back to more than ten years ago. At that time, the artificial humans had not yet appeared, and the earth was still a prosperous and peaceful scene, but with the emergence of artificial humans, all the victories on the earth became Purgatory, most of the girls in these training grounds are underage. None of them has ever experienced such a peaceful life, and they don't know if they have any hope of seeing them in this life.
After sighing, Vidili withdrew his thoughts and looked faintly at the people who were training intensely in the martial arts field.
"Aunt Kiki, where is Gohan now?" Vidili asked as he walked to a middle-aged woman.
This middle-aged woman is Monkey King’s wife, Qiqi, and the mother of the benefactor, Monkey King who rescued her. If it were not for Monkey King, she might have died early in the riots.
After several years of getting along, Bidili knew that Aunt Qiqi was also an excellent martial artist, but the housewife status for many years made her cultivation a waste of a lot, until her husband, Sun Wukong, passed away and a humanoid appeared. She just started practicing again! Right now is the chief instructor of the girls group in the training camp.
Kiki sighed and looked at Vidiri, who was just in her youth, and said, "Gohan is training at Bulma now, and I don't know when he will come back."
Both Kiki and Bidili are rare martial arts masters on the earth, but both Bidili and Kiki know in their hearts that only Sun Gohan is the only person on earth who can deal with artificial humans, and of course maybe even more. Counting the Trunks who have not grown up, because they have half the blood of Saiyans in their bodies, their growth potential is much higher than that of the people on earth.
Compared to Saiyans, earthlings are really not worth mentioning.
"Yeah." Bidili sighed quietly. She felt that she had sighed more and more during this period.
"Aunt Qiqi and I now have a combat power of less than 500, and there is no power to fight back in front of the cyborgs. All we can do now is to follow Teacher Wutian and Kailin to train these children well, maybe Among them, there can be masters like Senior Klin and Senior Tianjin Fan."
At present, the earth is facing an unprecedented crisis, just like the Great Demon of Piccolo raged hundreds of years ago, and it is more dangerous than it was at that time. After all, at that time, the Big Demon King Piccolo wanted to rule mankind, and many people survived, but now, the existence of cyborgs is purely for killing.
Because of the continuous killing of man-made humans, the number of humans on Earth has dropped to less than ten million.
The sharp drop from several billions to less than ten million can be imagined. What is especially infuriating is that most of these surviving people are on the verge of life and death, and they are not single-minded. There is no lack of cruelty in them. Evil person.
Vidili, who knows the truth well, knows that if one fails, the people on earth may become extinct in the past few years.
"Kiki, let everyone rest for a while." An old voice came, and the tortoise immortal with gray beard and mouth walked wearily.
"Okay, Teacher Wu Tian."
Qiqi responded. She had always opposed Sun Wufan’s path to the martial arts school, hoping that he could become a scholar, but when the world really came to the end, she found out that a scholar is a scholar, and a scholar is in the end of the world. There is really no effect in it. What is lacking on earth now is not scholars, but powerful fighters.
"Teacher Wu Tian, are there any good seedlings among these people?" Bidili asked.
Immortal Turtle shook his head softly when he heard the words: "If you put it in the past, they are already very good, but our opponents are cyborgs... Compared to Wukong and Klin, they are still far behind. "
In other words, there are no seedlings that can be matured? A disappointment flashed in Vidili's eyes.
The immortal turtle has lived for hundreds of years, so naturally he would not hesitate to die. If it hadn't been for the lack of martial arts on the earth, he would have ran to fight the cyborgs, how could he survive till now
"It's a pity that Piccolo is also dead, otherwise we can use Dragon Ball to save everyone." Oolong said in frustration.
"Well, don't be slouched. Not long ago, I heard Gohan said that Bulma's research has made new progress, maybe even more powerful weapons can be made!" Blond Lanqi said with the submachine gun in her hand raised.
After leaving the Guixianwu more than 20 years ago, the blonde Lanqi followed in Tianjin Fan’s footsteps outside, but Tianjin Fan devoted herself to martial arts and did not respond to emotional matters until the emergence of artificial humans thirteen years ago. Lan Qi reunited with Oolong and others.
"Don't do it. Ordinary weapons are useless to cyborgs." Oolong said.
"What are you talking about? Believe it or not, I made you a suckling pig." Blonde Lanqi heard this and immediately threatened with a machine gun.
Seeing the scene of blonde Lanqi playing with Oolong, Guixian could not help thinking of the scenes in the Guixian house decades ago. Unfortunately, now that time has passed and the years are gone, the people and things have changed...