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

Sun Mo immediately began tilling the land.

Seeing this, Wukong also tried to imitate it in a similar manner.

Farming may seem simple, but it actually requires some skill.

Brute force alone is not enough; control and skill are required.

You must concentrate your energy at the edge of your palm, as if using an invisible plow to cut into the earth.

During this process, you need to feel the resistance of the soil and adjust the angle and pressure evenly.

Although they had not cultivated their aura, they unintentionally used it while working.

This activity helps with breath control.

After working for a while, Sun Mo discovered that tilling the land was actually very tiring.

Farmland is not like hunting; it cannot be resolved in a matter of minutes.

There are at least several hundred acres of land on this hill that need to be cultivated. If all of it is cultivated, the task will be very arduous.

One must master the distribution of strength and use skillful techniques to conserve energy in order to complete a single day's work.

In future battles, mastering the output of power will be even more important, and it all depends on the accumulation of details in daily life.

Just like how you can swat a mosquito with a light slap, using a cannon to swat a mosquito not only wastes firepower but also damages the environment.

Conversely, Vegeta's prince-style fighting method, while seemingly powerful, consumes too much stamina, leaving him exhausted within five minutes.

Thinking of the many benefits it would bring to cultivation and growth, Sun Moqian became even more enthusiastic.

Wukong kept his head down and worked diligently from beginning to end, only glancing at Sun Mo occasionally, striving not to fall behind. His methods of tilling the land became increasingly scientific.

Seeing that the two were both highly intelligent and diligent, Son Gohan smiled with satisfaction.

At first, they turned over the hill piece by piece, and it took them a day to turn over just one small hill.

But soon, the speed increased.

Sunrise, sunset.

On the first day, the open slope had become completely flat and soft.

The next day, they expanded the area they cultivated to the edge of the creek.

On the third day, on another hillside.

Day ...

They practiced and worked tirelessly, turning almost the entire Baozi Mountain upside down.

A few days later, Gohan saw that the area of ​​farmland they had cultivated had far exceeded their plan, and he beamed with joy.

"Those two little ones are quite capable!"

"Now even if we don't hunt, we'll have enough grain and vegetables to eat by the autumn harvest, and we can sell the rest for some money."

He looked at Wukong and Sun Mo's clothes, which seemed a bit too short.

"In the blink of an eye, they've all grown taller; it's time to make them all a couple of new outfits..."

However, there will be no harvest until after the autumn harvest, and we can't wait.

After we finish planting in a few days, we'll take them down the mountain to the city to deliver milk.

...

In the blink of an eye, several days have passed.

Baozishan has been completely cultivated and watered.

These past few days have seen the completion of a huge project, and both Wukong and Sun Mo are exhausted.

"Sun Mo, Wukong, Grandpa is going to take you to the city to deliver milk tomorrow, so go to bed early tonight!"

Wukong blinked in surprise: "Delivering milk to the city?"

Son Gohan nodded: "Yes, that's also a form of training."

"Great! I've been waiting for this for ages!"

They live in the mountains, almost isolated from the world, but they have been down the mountain before.

Because Gohan was alive, they would take the two of them with them when they went down the mountain to buy supplies to help carry things.

Although he didn't go down the mountain often, Wukong was no longer a complete country bumpkin.

He knows cars, women, and skyscrapers.

Even so, they were still looking forward to going down the mountain.

The two of them crawled into bed early, forcing themselves to close their eyes and sleep despite their excitement, but they didn't fall into a deep sleep until the middle of the night.

The next day, after descending the mountain, Son Gohan took the two directly to the milk station.

In that era, milk did not have special packaging; milk stations only sold pure milk in glass bottles.

The two transformed into milkmen, each carrying a box of milk, running on foot to each house's doorstep.

Fresh milk is placed in specific boxes, and old empty bottles are recycled.

After delivering to only a few places, the two of them slowed down.

Son Gohan quickly reminded them, "Goku, Son Mo, milk has a short shelf life, we need to hurry!"

"Okay! Got it!"

The two of them went from walking to running.

Besides, delivering milk doesn't involve running on main roads, but rather navigating various terrains and staircases.

Dodging pedestrians and cars requires even more concentration than working on farmland; delivering milk is by no means easy.

After delivering milk all day, Sun Mo and Wukong were exhausted.

Their hair was plastered to their foreheads, their breathing was heavy, and their eyelids drooped.

However, the milk deliveries are not yet finished; they must be completely completed.

Wukong said, "Grandpa, with so many cars, why don't we use a car to deliver them?"

Son Gohan laughed and said, "Delivering milk is just a side task; training is our main purpose."

"Oh! I forgot."

Sun Mo knew from the beginning that this was cultivation, and he remained silent.

Looking back now, what he thought was his diligent cultivation in his past life seems like child's play compared to what he's doing now.

This is the starting point for his future growth, the foundation for his future breakthroughs, and the inevitable path for the strong.

He let the sweat drip from his chin and fall into the dust.

Seeing that the two of them were a little tired, Son Gohan encouraged them, "Keep it up!"

Three more to go, and our task for today is finished!

Sun Mo suddenly accelerated.

"Haha, I'll definitely be the first to finish!"

As he spoke, he rushed to the front.

Wukong immediately said, "Hey, Sun Mo, wait for me!"

He hurriedly gave chase.

Gohan, smiling, said from behind, "Don't run when crossing the street, be careful!"

However, what you say comes true.

Just as they turned a corner and sped toward the main road, a piercing horn suddenly blared!

"Beep beep—!!!"

A truck fully loaded with goods, like a runaway steel behemoth, rushed wildly down the ramp!

In the middle of the road, a woman was leading a little girl of about three or four years old, completely terrified.

The driver panicked and couldn't stop the car.

Sun Mo's pupils suddenly contracted.

The next moment, his body couldn't help but move.

It wasn't about rushing over, picking someone up, and running away.

Instead, he dropped the milk, rushed towards the truck, and braced his hands against the truck's front, trying to stop it.

"Stop right there!!!"

Gohan exclaimed in alarm, "Sun Mo, get out of the way..."

Although he has become much stronger, he is still so small. How could he possibly stop a truck?

However, Sun Mo was not a stubborn person.

He realized he couldn't stop the truck, but he still didn't back down.

But he ducked down, grabbed the front bumper of the car with both hands, and lifted it up with force.

In an instant, the front of the car was lifted up, the front engine was off the ground, and the wheels spun rapidly in mid-air.

Sun Mo's foot sank heavily into the asphalt road, and the truck's momentum pushed him backward, crushing the ground several meters below.

It continued to glide until the front of the car was less than half a meter away from the mother and daughter.

Finally, the inertia was completely neutralized, and the truck came to a stop!

Sun Mo lowered the front of the car.

"Creak—BOOM!!!"

The air suddenly became still.

The only sounds were the hissing of the truck's air brakes and Sun Mo's heavy breathing.