Two Years Later
A few months ago, Shun discovered a six-star Dragon Ball inside Gyūmaō's treasure vault.
At the moment, they were living on Pleasant Mountain, where a small village was located. When Shun asked the Ox King about it, he simply said that he had picked it up while collecting treasures because it looked valuable. At Shun's request, Gyūmaō naturally gifted it to him without asking further questions.
Shun now planned to build a Dragon Radar.
At his current level, he couldn't deal with the Red Ribbon Army or Prince Pilaf. He had to rely on himself. Pilaf's castle was nearby, but approaching it would be far too troublesome.
There was only one person who could help him.
Bulma was still just a small child—so the only option was Dr. Brief himself, Bulma's father.
Coincidentally, another Dragon Ball was located in their home.
Dr. Brief was friendly, but he wouldn't just help a random child without a good reason.
Luckily… Shun already had an idea of how to convince him.
Shun had just finished his training and was heading toward the dining room when a small figure suddenly jumped at him.
He caught her instinctively.
"Chi-Chi, you don't have to wait for me every time I finish training. Dad will definitely play with you."
She climbed onto his shoulder and held on tightly.
"Yeah, but Papa's head pokes me with his beard."
Shun smiled and continued walking.
"Then let's go eat."
While eating with Gyūmaō and Chi-Chi, Shun spoke up.
"Old man, I'll need to leave for a short while. I'm going to West City."
Gyūmaō looked at him in shock.
"What are you planning to do there, my boy? That's a long journey without a car."
Shun explained the Dragon Balls and his plan to find them using a Dragon Radar.
Gyūmaō burst into laughter.
"I don't know if that's real or not, but you're welcome to try, my boy."
He then lent Shun a vehicle, and Shun promised not to get caught driving without a license.
Chi-Chi immediately asked,
"Shuun~ can I come with you? It sounds so exciting!"
Gyūmaō began sweating nervously.
Shun smiled apologetically.
"Sorry. When you're older, I'll gladly take you with me."
The next day, Shun set off toward West City.
He had to pass around Fire Mountain, but for now, the flames hadn't spread too far, making it possible to go around safely.
He drove through the forest and eventually reached Parsley City—the city where Future Trunks would later destroy Androids 17 and 18 in his timeline.
For now, everything looked normal.
Sticking to the outskirts to avoid attention, Shun finally arrived in West City.
He hid his vehicle, asked for directions to Capsule Corporation, and soon stood before a massive yellow building.
He took a deep breath and entered.
A robot stood at the entrance.
"Please identify yourself."
"My name is Shun. I'd like to meet Dr. Brief. Is he available?"
The door opened immediately.
A blonde woman appeared.
"Oh my, did you get lost, little one? You're so cute. Where are your parents?"
"Hello, miss. I'd like to meet Dr. Brief. Is he home?"
"Of course! Come inside. Would you like some cookies?"
Inside, Shun saw Dr. Brief finishing up after putting Bulma to bed.
The scientist walked out and saw his wife with a small boy.
"Oh? Who's this little guy? He's about Bulma's age."
Shun looked straight at him.
"Dr. Brief, I'm here to ask for your help with a scientific problem—one that no one else could solve."
Shun's plan was simple: make the project as interesting as possible.
According to the manga, Dr. Brief didn't even realize how rich he was and almost never left his house. If he explained the Dragon Balls' principle, the man would definitely agree.
Shun showed him the Dragon Ball.
"There are seven of these. If all are gathered, according to many ancient legends, a dragon can be summoned."
He deliberately left out the part about wishes.
Dr. Brief's eyes widened.
He took the Dragon Ball and examined it closely.
"This Dragon Ball emits weak electromagnetic waves… fascinating."
"I'm certain I can build a device to track it."
"If you can wait until tomorrow, I'll make it for you."
"This is extremely interesting."
Shun thanked him, though Dr. Brief barely noticed—already completely absorbed in the project.
He was clearly planning to start building the radar immediately.
Shun said he'd return the next night.
Before leaving, he asked where the restroom was. Bikini told him, and Shun walked away.
But he didn't go to the restroom.
Instead, he snuck into the basement.
There, he found piles of scrap and old machines—likely failed experiments from Dr. Brief.
He searched through the clutter…
And found the two-star Dragon Ball.
Shun stayed in a small hotel that night.
The next day, after his usual training, he began thinking.
I now have two Dragon Balls.
Two more are with Muten Roshi and Son Gohan.
Goku should've already had his accident recently—the one that changed his personality.
That makes things easier.
Before returning to Dr. Brief, Shun felt something strange within himself.
A presence… an energy.
This isn't Ki.
Ki requires training.
This body… it definitely possesses Cursed Energy.
And the Ten Shadows Technique.
It's said you can start using it at the age of six.
Shun placed a Dragon Ball into his shadow and focused, carefully manipulating the unfamiliar energy.
The Dragon Ball disappeared.
It worked.
"Hell yes…!"
"My first usable power."
"But my control is awful—completely disastrous."
"I also need to complete the ritual to defeat and obtain the Shikigami."
"Later on, they might not seem as powerful…"
"But in the battle between Gojo and Sukuna, Sukuna was able to use the Shikigamis' abilities."
"That means I need to use them wisely… and make sure they don't die."
"I have a lot of plans for this."
That night, Shun returned to Dr. Brief.
The scientist greeted him immediately and shoved a device into his hands.
"I have to say, these Dragon Balls were quite tricky. If I hadn't eaten pizza, I might've finished sooner."
"But the radar is complete."
Shun activated it.
It worked perfectly.
He bowed deeply.
"Thank you very much. If you ever need help in the future, please tell me."
"When I gather all the Dragon Balls, I'll share the results with you."
Dr. Brief casually continued smoking.
He smiled.
"I'm looking forward to it next time."