is an emergency. You don't have to look for the Dragon Balls, Piccolo should have all of them together by now."
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"Piccolo ?!"<br />
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"Exactly. With the Dragon Balls he wanted something that he could give Gohan for his birthday. I built a new radar for him especially."
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"We can only hope that he has not yet expressed his wish," said Muten Roshi.
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"Wouldn't the sky have turned black then?" Asked ChiChi.
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"Not necessarily," replied the Turtle Lord. "The appearance of the dragon is not a worldwide phenomenon. As it should come as a surprise, he must have looked for a place where the appearance of the dragon goes unnoticed."
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"What is it, Gokou, can you sense Piccolo anywhere?" Urged Kililyn.
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Gokou closed his eyes and probed the area as far as his senses could reach. "No, he must have extinguished his aura."
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"So we have to wait until he actually calls the dragon," concluded the Turtle Lord. "You can certainly feel Shen Long's aura, no matter where it appears. Then you jump over there and with a lot of luck you can beat Piccolo."<br />
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"It's too risky for me," said Bulma. "I'm going home and building a new radar. Then we can track down the Dragon Balls and Piccolo with them before he calls the dragon."
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"A good idea," said Gokou. "Kililyn, Bulma is home faster if you fly with her than if she takes a vehicle."
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"Sure," Kililyn opened a window and beckoned Bulma over. "Don't worry, I won't let you down for sure."
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"I wouldn't have advised you to do that either," she said, covering up her discomfort more badly than right, "Vegeta would rip your head off ..."
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"What do you mean?" Asked Kililyn in astonishment. "I thought you were with ..."
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"You can have a chat another time," ChiChi interrupted. "My poor Gohan is suffering and you are wasting valuable time."
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Kililyn swallowed the rest of his question, stood behind Bulma, took her under the armpits and flew away with her through the open window.<br />
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"Again we can only wait," sighed Gokou and closed the window. The master of the turtles nodded seriously and sat down next to ChiChi on the bed.
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The door flew open and the beef devil rolled in, balancing a huge tray with steaming bowls and plates.
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"Here's a little refreshment for you," he said, placing the tray on the only table in the room. "You are also of no help to Gohan if you fall down from hunger."
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Gokou's stomach growled noticeably.
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"How can you think of food when your own son is dying," said ChiChi.
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"Gohan won't die," Gokou said firmly.
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"And the beef devil is absolutely right," said the master of the turtles. "If you lose your strength, who will protect Gohan if that villain tries a second time?"
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ChiChi winced. Nor did she protest when Gokou gently pushed her to the table and put a bowl of rice in front of her.She choked down her portion rather listlessly, while her eyes kept wandering over to Gohan. The beef devil had taken her place by Gohan's bed and was holding his grandson's hand. ChiChi swallowed. How tiny Gohan's hand looked in his grandfather's paw. He was still so small, so small and helpless. Without her noticing it, tears ran down her cheeks again. Gokou, who had hastily emptied all the bowls, struggled with the last bite, reached out his hand and gently wiped ChiChi away the tears.
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"Our son is no longer a baby. He's already a brave fighter, a Saiyan and almost as strong as me. You have to believe in him."
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ChiChi sniffed and nodded. "I'll be strong, Gokou. I promise."
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She pushed the bowls back, got up, and went back over to Gohan's bed. "Thanks for the meal, papa. I feel better now." She threw her arms around her father's neck and put her cheek against his back.His strength and warmth gave her hope again, just as Gokou's words had encouraged her. Your Gohan wasn't just any little boy, he just had to make it ...
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On the small green screen, which displayed Gohan's brain wave pattern, the curve suddenly became flatter and flatter .... a red light flashed and the shrill alarm sound made everyone flinch.
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Gokou jumped over the table to Gohan's bed and ChiChi's lips formed a mute no, then the door was thrown open and a bunch of doctors and nurses rushed in .....
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Unnoticed by all of them, a pale figure was standing in the shadow of an advertising sign on the roof of the department store opposite, watching what was going on in Gohan's hospital room with a narrow, not dissatisfied smile .....
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Piccolo had reached the Quince Tower and was flying higher and higher in the sky along the decorated column.<br />
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Master Quince stood at the railing of his platform and saw Piccolo approaching. "Wait a minute!" He called, waving his wand.
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"No time, I'm running late!" Piccolo called back and shot past him.
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A short time later he landed in front of God's palace.
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God's servant Popo came to meet him. "Piccolo here? You want to visit God? God not be there, he locked himself in for meditation for the next three days. Yearly soul purification, very necessary for him."
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"Oh? The old man is taking a cure?", Piccolo shrugged his shoulders. "If I am quite right, at least he won't get in my way and won't get on my nerves."
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With that he stepped past God's servant and looked around for a suitable place to summon the dragon.
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"This is as good as anywhere," he muttered to himself and unpacked the Dragon Balls.
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"You want to summon dragons?", Popo wondered."What kind of wish do you have?"
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"That concerns you with a damp garbage, you better take care of the old man and that he is not disturbed in his cure," growled Piccolo, stepped back from the pulsating glowing balls and considered. First he would have to contact Master Kaio, and then about him ... The whole thing was much more complicated than he had initially thought. Perhaps he should call the dragon first after all, the rest would be done quickly, if he only formulated his wish correctly. ... Well, that's exactly how it should go.
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"Holy Dragon, come! Shen Long grant me my wish!" he called and the Dragon Balls responded.
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The sky darkened and the balls flashed like lightning. The bright light combined to form a glowing figure and finally the majestic dragon hovered over them. Piccolo always felt remorseful when confronted with Shen Long. He had not forgotten that his former self had destroyed the dragon then after the wish had been granted.In the heart of his heart, he was very glad that Shen Long did not seem to hold his father's misdeeds against him. The dragon's voice was as powerful as ever and the unwillingness to have been woken up could not be overheard this time either.
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"Who called me? Tell me your wish, but only one and I will fulfill it for you."
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"It works fine," thought Piccolo and called, "I called you, my wish is that ..."
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At that moment he felt a familiar aura behind him. Without turning around he said, annoyed by the disturbance: "What are you doing here, Son? Shouldn't you be preparing Gohan's party?"
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"If you express your wish, there will be no festival," said Gokou. The tension in his voice made Piccolo turn around. At the sight of Gokou his question got stuck in his throat. Piccolo had never seen his former opponent and now friend (even if he would never openly admit it) in such a state of dismay.<br />
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"Piccolo", Gokou visibly had to force himself to remain reasonably calm, "Piccolo, Gohan is dying."
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"What? !!!" Piccolo's skin turned gray. "What happened?"
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"I'll tell you later. But I, I need your wish to save Gohan."
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Piccolo cursed himself because he hadn't noticed that Gohan's aura had changed because of the concentration on the Dragon Balls. Now that he knew, he could feel it very clearly. She was as weak as never before, close to extinction .... Without a word, he stepped aside.
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"Thank you," Gokou whispered and stepped in front of the dragon. "Shen Long," he said, "please undo the damage that has been done to my son's spirit. Save his life!"
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Shen Long's ruby ​​eyes glowed. "Nothing easier than that! Already done. Farewell!" With that he disappeared and the Dragon Balls shot away as stone balls in all directions.Piccolo and Gokou didn't say a word. Her inner senses were focused on Gokou's aura. Was the request made in time?
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End of the 4th part
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