Dragon Ball: Reborn as a Saiyan, I'm even more eccentric than Goku!

Son Gohan thought for a moment and said, "But, as your older brother, what should I call you?"

Sun Mo is already over a year old and can speak.

However, because his body is not fully developed, his pronunciation is not clear.

He tried saying, "My name is Sun Mo!"

"Oh, you can talk now? That's amazing! But Grandpa didn't hear you clearly, could you say it again...?"

Son Gohan brought his ear close and listened carefully.

"Sun, Mo!!" Sun Mo repeated again.

Son Gohan's face lit up with joy.

"Sun Mo?"

Sun Mo nodded, blinking her big eyes in response.

When Gohan saw that he was only a little older than Goku, yet so intelligent, his face seemed to bloom with a smile.

"That's great, you even share my last name, so I don't even need to name you."

At that moment, Wukong burst into tears again.

Son Gohan quickly coaxed, "Oh dear, is Goku hungry again?"

"Don't cry, don't cry, Grandpa will take you home for dinner!"

After saying that, he carried a cub in each arm and leaped back to the mountaintop.

Gohan was about to boil water to make formula, but as soon as he put Goku down, Goku started crying loudly.

"It'll be ready soon, almost there..."

Goku seemed to sense that Sun Mo was coming to take his job, and he cried out in anguish, his body thrashing about like a fish. Old Gohan was getting a little anxious.

I was so afraid he would fall off the bed that I didn't dare look away while he was making the formula.

At that moment, Sun Mo slapped Wukong on the butt.

"Snapped!"

The crying stopped abruptly.

With tears in his eyes, Goku looked at Sun Mo in a daze, and Old Gohan also looked at Sun Mo.

Sun Mo glared at Wukong with his chubby little face and said sternly, "Stop fooling around, it'll be ready soon!"

"Wowhhhhh..."

Wukong burst into tears again.

Sun Mo immediately raised his hand, pretending to hit him, but did not strike.

Wukong immediately fell silent, stopped crying and making a fuss, and stared longingly at Sun Mo's slap.

He seemed to understand. He cried, and his grandfather would comfort him, but this new guy would really hit him.

Seeing that Goku had behaved himself, Sun Mo lowered his raised hand and looked at Old Gohan.

"Grandpa, let me watch him for you and make the formula..."

A smile flickered across Gohan's eyes.

"This little guy, he's only so big, but he's already like a little adult who can keep his younger brother in check. He's really something."

In the days that followed, Sun Mo told Gohan the secret of how he and Goku could transform into Great Apes, and Gohan began to prepare.

And so, Gohan and his two children lived on Mount Paozu as before.

Time flies, the years are like a shuttle.

Seven years have passed in the blink of an eye.

Before the morning mist had even dissipated, the roars of wild beasts echoed from the depths of Baozi Mountain.

A "hammerhead boar," even larger than an adult bison, glared with red eyes, pawed the ground with its hind hooves, and charged fiercely at Wukong.

Just as the wild boar was about to collide with Wukong, he suddenly jumped up and stomped on the boar's head.

The pig's snout slammed into the mud, and its thick forelegs, propelled by inertia, suddenly knelt down, plowing out two deep furrows.

"Well done!"

The next second, Sun Mo raised his Ruyi Cudgel and forcefully chopped at the still-sliding wild boar.

A strong wind howled, and the violent force struck the wild boar's skull.

"Snap!"

The wild boar's skull shattered, blood gushed out, and the ground below was smashed to pieces.

Wukong walked over, smugly saying, "Hehe! I'm the one who forced it to come over here!"

Sun Mo patted the dust off his hands, a smile in his eyes, and said, "Yes, yes, you deserve the most credit. The pig's head and the pig's tail are both yours."

"Yay!" Wukong happily made a peace sign.

Let's go!

The two men, one in front and one behind, carried the huge wild boar with their magic staffs and headed home.

Soon, the sunlight dispelled the morning mist, and wisps of smoke began to rise from the chimney in front of the small house on the mountainside.

"Grandpa! Look what we caught!"

Before they even reached the summit, Wukong couldn't wait to shout.

Son Gohan came out of the kitchen and immediately saw the large wild boar that the two had hunted, and was overjoyed.

"Wow, we caught such a big wild boar! Now you two can have a good meal."

Sun Wukong grinned, revealing his white teeth.

Sun Mo put down the wild boar and rolled up his sleeves.

"Grandpa, let me help you with this..."

Son Gohan shook his head and laughed, "No need, leave the cooking to Grandpa."

"You all need to conserve your energy. We have a very important training task ahead of us today. It's a new training session..."

Upon hearing about the new training mission, both Wukong and Sun Mo showed expressions of anticipation.

Soon, Gohan took a knife from the kitchen and skillfully removed the hair, skinned, and cut up the wild boar...

In no time, the cold wild boar was transformed into delicious roast meat.

The sunlight filled the small courtyard completely, making it warm and cozy.

Son Gohan watched the two children wolf down their food, a kind smile spreading across his face.

A moment later, Wukong let out a loud, satisfied burp, his round little belly visibly bulging out.

Sun Mo put down the cleaned bone and leaned lazily against the tree trunk.

Although he didn't say anything, it was clear that he was also full.

Son Gohan slowly wiped his hands, his gaze sweeping over the two lazy little guys.

"Are you all full?"

Wukong and Sun Mo said in unison, "We're full!"

Son Gohan laughed and said, "Alright, today's training can begin."

Wukong's eyes immediately lit up: "What kind of cultivation is it, Grandpa!"

Son Gohan pointed to the open, overgrown slope behind the house and said, "Today's training is about clearing land and cultivating it."

"Farmland?" Wukong and Sun Mo were both stunned.

Wukong was puzzled: Is tilling the land considered cultivation?

However, Sun Mo understood that farming was a cultivation method of the Turtle Immortal School, which was very beneficial to cultivation.

He had been looking forward to this day for a long time.

Previously, Sun Mo had taken it upon himself to carry heavy loads during his training, but Gohan said that they were too young and that carrying heavy loads and doing heavy work too early might affect their height.

Sun Mo thought it made some sense.

Regardless of whether it will affect my height, the future increase in combat power will be astronomical, so today's small increase won't make a difference.

Now, all we need to do is lay a solid foundation.

Sun Wukong asked with some doubt, "Grandpa, does tilling the land count as cultivation?"

Son Gohan laughed and said, "Of course, my master and I used to cultivate the land during our training, but we had to do it by hand."

"Use your hands to plow?" Sun Wukong looked at his hands in confusion.

"Yes, come with me!"

Soon, Gohan led them up the hillside.

After teaching them the basics, Gohan lit a welding torch and watched them from the side.

"Alright, we can begin."

Wukong tried to smash the ground with brute force, creating a shallow crater and sending clumps of dirt flying.

Son Gohan gently reminded him from the side, "Goku, tilling the land isn't about destroying it, it's about turning over the soil to loosen it so the seeds can breathe and grow."

Wukong nodded: "Okay, I understand!"

Even as he said this, he was still thinking about what exactly constituted tilling the land.

At that very moment, Sun Mo pointed his fingers like a knife, gently inserted them into the soil, and then flicked his wrist...

A large, solid clod of earth was pried up and broken up, revealing moist, dark soil underneath.

Sun Mo looked at Son Gohan and asked, "Is that so, Grandpa?"

Gohan nodded with a smile and said, "That's right, as expected of Sun Mo, he's been smart since he was a child."