Countless deductions, countless alterations, countless simulations.
Time and again, seemingly coincidental combinations, time and again adding brand new elements, generating one unexpected and incredible result after another...
A world was thus completely formed under Talot's construction.
And this world is the world of Talot's previous life, created to fill the regrets in his heart.
Little by little perfecting it, little by little correcting it, from the initial time, until now the world has finally developed to the time he wanted...
Talot doesn't know how much time he has spent, nor does he know why he is so persistent.
However, he just knows that he must do this, perhaps this is the answer he has been pursuing.
...
New world.
Earth.
Hua Xia, Linhai City.
March 8, 2024.
On the bustling streets, there is a lot of traffic, especially in the location of those few milk tea shops, with countless handsome men and beautiful women.
"Hey, sisters, look over there, look over there, super handsome guy."
"Which one, which one?"
"Where?"
"There."
"So tall, so handsome."
"Is he alone? Is there a woman?"
"His figure is so good, hey, he looked at me, he looked at me."
"Stop shouting, you little slut, aren't you ashamed?"
"Weren't you the one who told us to look?"
"Little brother, can I add your WeChat?"
"Damn, someone beat me to it."
...
On the other side.
"Oh ho, Yanzi, so this is the real you, Yanzi."
"Stop it."
"Handsome guy, add me, our Yanzi never asks for WeChat from just anyone."
...
Sounds constantly echoed in his ears.
Looking at the three pretty girls in front of him taking the initiative to strike up a conversation, Talot smiled slightly and gently shook his head.
"Sorry, I don't have WeChat." Talot smiled, politely refusing.
He had forgotten his WeChat account password.
Although in this world he created, everything naturally developed to this point, it was also the result of countless simulations. In a sense, if he still remembered his WeChat, perhaps he could indeed log in to it in this world.
After all, this world also has all the relatives he cares about, even the him from before the transmigration...
And this girl was the one he had a crush on in his previous life, but never dared to confess to.
He had just acted on a whim, so he came here.
"Tch, handsome, are there still people without WeChat these days?"
"Forget it, forget it, Yanzi, don't bother. He's not giving you any face."
"Exactly, at least come up with a more reasonable excuse."
The embarrassment of being rejected in public is hard for anyone to accept.
Yanzi was a little embarrassed, her face turning red.
"Sorry, I really don't have WeChat, and I didn't even bring my phone, I'm not lying to you." After explaining, Talot took another deep look at her, then turned and left.
He had seen her, and his wish could be considered fulfilled.
He was no longer the him from before. The crush from back then had long faded with the passage of time.
The initial throbbing when he first saw her, the subsequent desire to see her from time to time, even deliberately trying to get close, and the joy of finally getting her WeChat and being happy for several days...
Until after transmigrating, it proved that nothing is insurmountable.
Watching Talot walk away, even though he was really handsome, his unapproachability lowered their impression of him.
They wouldn't think that if a person gave out their contact information so easily, wouldn't others be able to ask for it just as easily?
Walking on the crowded street, Talot was actually hiding himself very well, not only wearing an ordinary tracksuit, but also a baseball cap.
Otherwise, his hairstyle would attract more attention.
After all, that Saiyan's unique hairstyle, so natural it couldn't be more so, was impossible to find in Hua Xia on Earth in this world he created.
Of course, he still couldn't avoid being noticed by some people, and most of them were women.
Firstly, because of his height, and secondly, because of his figure.
Most importantly, his handsome face and those eyes that saw through the essence of everything were simply a killer to the opposite sex.
In addition, there was the aura that Talot exuded, the intangible influence brought by the supreme Power of Rules, and the blessing of the World's Power of Rules, which was equivalent to having a cheat.
"This taste, it's really nostalgic." Taking a sip of the milk tea he created, Talot's memories also returned to the past.
He didn't even know how long ago it was; time was no longer time for him.
He walked step by step towards the other end of the street, the environment here was very close to the vague picture in his memory.
Until he reached the house where his past self had lived.
Everything here was as it had been before the transmigration, giving him a sense of returning to the past, as if all of this was just a dream.
Of course, this feeling was only fleeting, after all, he had created this world, and he could never return to his previous life.
He was Talot, a Saiyan, who had gone through countless hardships and obstacles to get to where he was today.
With a flash, Talot arrived at his doorstep.
He lived alone in this house, his parents would occasionally come over, but generally lived in a town not far from Linhai City.
Talot had already gone to see them before coming to Linhai.
Now, thinking back, he vaguely remembered that before the transmigration, he had learned about Toriyama Akira's death on a certain app, and in order to commemorate his lost youth, he had revisited the Dragon Ball series of animations.
From the first part, to Dragon Ball Z, to Dragon Ball Super, and then to Dragon Ball GT, there were also many theatrical versions, side stories, etc...
He watched them in 2x or 3x fast-forward mode, focusing on the exciting parts, and after staying up all day and night, his already unhealthy body unleashed a big move, his eyes went dark, and he fainted.
When he woke up, he had transmigrated into the Dragon Ball world, becoming the Saiyan newborn, Talot.
If everything has traces to follow, then will the me in this world be like this too? If so, what will be the result? This was also the ultimate answer that Talot wanted to explore by creating this world.
Vanishing into thin air, Talot entered the house in the blink of an eye.
The familiar environment, everything familiar, actually carried a hint of strangeness, after all, so much time had passed, if he hadn't returned to this house again, he would have almost forgotten.
"Damn! How could he just die? Didn't they say Dragon Ball was going to have a sequel to Daima? It's gone? Crap! If this is how it is, not to mention Daima being messed up by capital, the Dragon Ball Super sequel manga will also be ruined..."
A complaining voice came from the inner room.
Talot's expression froze, and he paused for a moment.
He hadn't seen Daima back then, which was indeed a pity, but after he returned to the Main Timeline world after experiencing the world of time and space, he also had an experience in the Demon Realm, which was probably the Demon King and the Demonic Third Eye
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