In the world of Dragon Ball, one of the most dazzling keywords is undoubtedly "hope".

The legendary Super Saiyan is hope.

The Metaverse Bomb is hope.

Super Divine Water, Fairy Bean...... Turtle school qigong, wishful stick...... The seven dragon balls that are eternal and immortal all represent hope.

And the somersault cloud is at this moment, bringing hope to Wang Chao in a desperate situation.

Perhaps in the ancient times of the earth, somersault clouds were originally spiritual creatures that responded to the call of the pure in heart. With a cry of greed or possessiveness, somersault clouds will not pay attention. With the development of the times and the changes of human beings, the range of somersault clouds is becoming less and less, and the objects that can make it respond are becoming more and more rare, and the vicious circle is that in this way, there are fewer and fewer people who know that "the cry of purity of the heart can summon somersault clouds".

"It seems that I am a dying man, and he is also a good person."

Wang Chao lay on the somersault cloud, hugged the cloud body tightly, and weakly tilted his head to look down at the mountains and rivers flying below. And...... The somersault cloud flew so fast, but he didn't feel cold much when he stayed on it, and he didn't know if this was because the somersault cloud had the function of protecting the body, or if it was just ...... He was terminally ill with a cold, and his sensations of heat and cold were already confused......

But he really didn't expect that it was just a whim before he died, and he didn't come to the Dragon Ball world in vain, but he really summoned the somersault clouds in the sky; I didn't expect that a person like him would really be able to sit on the somersault cloud. He smiled and thought, probably because of the realization before death, his soul became pure, so he could sit on it?

It doesn't matter, though.

Wang Chao had already stabbed that nasty dead, although the knife sent by Zi Oran was lost there, but at least he was out of danger...... Thinking like this, his spirit became more and more tired, and he fell asleep on the somersault cloud.

This sleep, as if he had died once, Wang Chao had several nightmares in a row, and his body lying on the somersault cloud was not fighting coldly for a moment, his lips were chapped and bruised, and his bones and muscles seemed to be burning......

"I've finally learned how to dance the sky! Give it a try! ”

On the cliff, Wang Chao suddenly laughed, although his mind slid through "When did I learn it?" "Where am I now?" "When did I end up here?" But subconsciously ignored it. He looked down on the earth from the top of the cliff, and the skyline in the distance was in an arc, the sky and the earth were the same color, how magnificent! Wang Chao was also proud and jumped into the ......

"Oh ——!!"

He screamed excitedly, but soon the excited scream turned into a terrifying scream - he wanted to use the Dancing Technique to take off, but how, how did he use it?? Why can't I fly? I fly! I fly! Why is it still falling...... Yes!!

"Hmm!" Wang Chao woke up suddenly, and a layer of cold sweat crept up on his body with a cold war. There was a golden mist in front of me...... No, it's not fog, it's somersault clouds! The body of the somersault cloud, blocking his view and covering his face? Wang Chao was very puzzled, and suddenly thought of a possibility, and looked around carefully, he was actually "trapped" inside the somersault cloud!

The nightmare of falling off the cliff just now was actually a reflection of the "weightlessness" on the somersault cloud.

"What do you mean...... Wang Chao didn't dare to move on his stomach, he was a little confused, "I'm already impure?" ”

The somersault cloud still carried him flying.

Wang Chao secretly felt some kind of thought, or message, transmitted from this psychic golden cloud...... The somersault cloud, as if to remind him, was in danger of falling. Moreover, Wang Chao felt that the somersault cloud's closeness to him was being reduced...... In other words, somersault clouds are losing their favorability towards you quickly......

"I'm still sick, so I can't ...... Ahem! You can't ...... Accommodation......"

Wang Chao said with a reluctant smile, but his body suddenly sank a little more, and he was shocked into a cold sweat again. It's a few hundred meters in the air! And the somersault cloud is faster than an airplane! If Wang Chao fell directly, there would be no other result except for falling directly into 38,000 pieces.

"Okay, ahem...... somersault clouds, send me to the nearest ...... There are human ...... Towns ...... activities"

Wang Chao's brain was so hot that he could fry eggs, and within a few minutes of waking up, his spirit began to languish again, and he fell asleep again in a daze...... The somersault cloud received the order, and immediately turned around in the sky, flying straight towards the nearest human town. It didn't take long to see the outline of a metropolis, but at this time, Wang Chao, who was asleep, had sunk so much that he had touched the lower boundary of the somersault cloud, and if he didn't put this human being down, he would really fall to his death.

After all, somersault clouds are somewhat psychic, and they can still act cheaply without disobeying instructions.

So, instead of flying forward, he swooped down diagonally, Wang Chao was unconscious, slowly sinking inside the somersault cloud, and one leg had already hung down...... The somersault cloud was changed to a vertical downward rush, and Wang Chao's stomach had already bubbled down...... The somersault cloud slowed down, it was still more than twenty meters away from the ground, and it changed to glide diagonally again, and Wang Chao hula's whole person fell, and only one hand was embedded in the bottom of the somersault cloud...... The somersault cloud dragged him, kept slowing down, and finally flew forward horizontally when he was four or five meters above the ground, allowing Wang Chao to fall safely......

Bang! Knock knock knock...... Wang Chao smashed on the highway a few kilometers away from the city in front of him, rolled forward several times, and rolled onto the drainage canal on the side of the highway, still asleep, his face was sickly crimson, his breath was weak, and he had no intention of waking up.

Doodoo ...... The somersault cloud flew slowly and stopped beside Wang Chao, who was lying down, and the golden cloud was churning dynamically, and he did not leave immediately.

The sky changed, time passed, when a passer-by vehicle passed by, some people were surprised that before this golden cloud, the somersault cloud no longer cared about Wang Chao, who was still not awake, and flew into the sky, ding, turning into stars on the horizon. And Wang Chao didn't know anything about this, his head was full of boiling tofu brains, and he had a broken nightmare......

In the evening, it was overcast and rained.

Occasionally, cyclists and fast runners passed by the road on the outskirts of the city, but no one noticed Wang Chao who passed out on the side of the road; Maybe someone noticed it, but didn't want to bother it, so they ignored it.

Wang Chao was awakened by the cold to the bone.

His face was shriveled and his skin was sickly pale, as if it had become transparent, half of his face was soaked in the rain flowing in the canal, and half of his face was reddened by the raindrops...... He was soaked, his teeth chattered, and he tried to get up and fell several times, leaving him covered in mud. Wang Chao stood trembling in the rainstorm, standing on the side of the road, holding himself, squinting around, not knowing where to go.

He gasped tiredly, everything in front of him was gray and spinning a little.

Looking up, looking through the dense rain curtain and looking at the lead-gray sky, Wang Chao made a weak voice: "Don't you care about me, somersault cloud?" ”

"Come back......"

He walked alone through the heavy rain, slowly walking towards the city ahead. In the past, with the strength of his feet, it only took ten minutes to run all the way, but this time he walked for an hour and a half and did not reach it. On the way, Wang Chao fell down several times, and his eye sockets were bruised, but he still stubbornly continued to move forward.

"The red ribbons are not ...... Didn't ask for me...... My life...... How can I ...... How can you die in ...... Die here......"

Wang Chao climbed forward on the road full of rain and concrete water.

Suddenly, a pair of rain boots appeared in front of his palm, blocking him.