Dragon Ball: Being able to revive means you're courting death? How naive!

Chapter 1 Soul Transmigration

Do not! ! !

I regret it!!!

I don't want to die!!!

If I die, what will happen to my children?!

I'm already struggling to survive in this society, and my child is only two years old. How will they live without me?!

……

Bang!

"Shang Yun! Get up!"

A bald man with a fat head and big ears, dressed in a coarse, earthy-yellow monk's robe, kicked open the already dilapidated door. He stood a step away from the door, his white, round belly sticking out. With a look of disgust, he used his short, thick right hand, which resembled a pig's hoof, to fan away the dust that swirled in front of him and shouted into the room.

"Shang Yun! Get up and get to work! You dare to stay in bed on your first day here? We didn't hire you to enjoy yourself."

As the dust settled, through the door, one could see a dimly lit room with a pile of weeds in the corner. A little boy lay on top of them, looking about seven or eight years old due to his thinness. The boy had his eyes closed and was curled up in the weeds.

"Hey, didn't you hear me? Get up!" The fat monk kicked a pebble at his feet, which flew in an arc through the air and landed on the boy's forehead.

"Thump".

The boy felt a pain in his forehead, sat up abruptly, his face contorted in pain, raised his right hand to touch the small bump on his forehead, and slightly opened his left eye to look around the room.

"Ugh~ My head hurts so much~ Huh? Where am I? Wasn't I dead? Is this the underworld? Yes, someone like me deserves to go to hell. But what about my child? How can he live without me? And who can protect him like I did?"

The room was very simple and could be seen at a glance. In the room, which was about 30 or 40 square meters, there was a circle of weeds on the ground along the walls, which looked like a chicken coop. Shang Yun was sitting on the weeds, facing the door, and saw the fat monk standing at the door.

"Fifth Senior Brother?" Shang Yun asked with a puzzled look on his face, as if he recognized the person in front of him.

"Awake? If you're awake, get up and start a fire to cook! It's almost noon, and the other disciples will be back for lunch soon. Don't even think about slacking off. That kid Kelin ran away last night, so now all the chores are yours. If you don't finish your daily tasks, you'll be getting a beating." The fifth senior brother turned around and said as he walked away, seemingly too lazy to even glance at Shang Yun.

Shang Yun watched his fifth senior brother walk away, closed his left eye, and fell into deep thought.

That's right, Shang Yun transmigrated. It seems to be a soul transmigration, where he transmigrated into the body of a boy also named Shang Yun. The boy is an orphan who has never known his parents and was adopted by the village, where he ate food from many families for ten years.

Not long ago, the village chief's daughter, Miaomiao, got married. While Shang Yun was helping in the kitchen, he listened to the sound of burning wood in the stove and thought about the delicious food he would be able to eat later. He fell asleep in the woodpile. When he woke up, it was already dusk. When he went outside, he found that everyone in the village was dead. Except for himself, all 167 people in the village were dead. Even the children were not spared. Miaomiao was also dead. Even Da Huang, who always liked to wander around the village entrance, was not spared. Judging from the wounds, he had been shot.

Shang Yun was terrified. After confirming that no one was alive, he hid in the village chief's kitchen. He dared not bury the body, fearing that the murderer would come back. He was not stupid; he did not know what the situation was outside the village and dared not run out rashly. He did not know where was safe. Remembering that he had not been killed in the kitchen before, he came here again. Moreover, there was food in the kitchen, which should allow him to hide for a few more days.

Three days passed in this state of anxiety. Then people from several nearby villages came and found Shang Yun in the kitchen. They told Shang Yun what had happened.

It turned out that a group of bandits had come from Cuiwei Mountain near several villages, wanting to extort protection money from everyone. When none of the villages paid, the bandits decided to make an example of one village to deter others. They planned to slaughter one village first, and then the others would behave. Coincidentally, Shangyun's village was about to hold a wedding, and the bandits thought that being slaughtered at the most exciting moment would be the most shocking. So, their village became the target of the massacre.

After slaughtering the village, the bandits went to other villages to inform them. After the village chiefs confirmed the payment, they agreed to pay the money, but said they needed three days to raise it. The bandits agreed.

But everyone knows that bandits have no credibility. If they dare to slaughter one village, they dare to slaughter another. And if everyone pooled their money this time, what about next time?

So everyone discussed it and decided to continue raising money openly and legitimately to show the bandits, but secretly they would call the police and send someone out to find the monks of Duolin Temple to help eliminate the bandits. They also promised to donate all the money they raised to Duolin Temple.

The monks of Duolin Temple agreed and, together with the police, wiped out all the bandits overnight. Only then did the villagers arrive to help collect and bury the bodies.

Shang Yun, realizing he was homeless and impressed by the monks of Duolin Temple who were so skilled at defeating armed bandits, decided to become their apprentice. However, upon arriving at the temple, he discovered that becoming an apprentice was not free, nor was learning martial arts. To become an apprentice, one had to pay 100,000 yuan; without the money, there was no point in discussing it.

Shang Yun was unwilling to give up and begged and pleaded, and only then did the fifth senior brother agree to take Shang Yun as a menial disciple. He said that if Shang Yun did a good job doing menial work for ten years, he would help recommend him as a formal disciple. Shang Yun was overjoyed and agreed without thinking. Then he was taken to this dilapidated house and told that this was where he would sleep.

Just as Shang Yun was full of ambition, encouraging himself to work hard and fantasizing that he could learn martial arts after ten years of perseverance, a little bald man who was about the same height as him came in from outside. The little bald man was also very interesting because he didn't have a nose. He said his name was Kelin.

That's right! It's Krillin!

Yes! This is the world of Dragon Ball!

Recalling this point, Shang Yun realized the gravity of the situation. This wasn't the underworld; he had transmigrated into the world of Dragon Ball. Krillin had told him that the monks of Dorin Temple were all hypocritical villains, and that the promise of becoming a full-fledged monk after ten years of menial work was a lie—they just wanted people to work for them for free, even abusing and beating them for their amusement. The menial disciples couldn't stand it and ran away, but the monks didn't chase after them, or even bother to care. They believed that as long as someone was doing the work, it didn't matter who did it or how much.

Klin said he was also planning to run away tonight to learn from a real martial artist, and he even tried to persuade Shang Yun to run away with him. Otherwise, he would be the only handyman disciple left in the temple, and he would have to do all the chores himself, which would exhaust him in a day.

The original owner didn't believe it at first, thinking that it was too rare to be a formal disciple and that there were limited spots. He thought Krillin just wanted to trick him into leaving so that he would have one less competitor. So he ignored it, went to sleep, and looked forward to getting along well with his senior brothers the next day.