The group trudged through a dry, rocky desert under the scorching sun, Kara floating just above the ground while Goku rode happily on the Nimbus. Bulma, looking sweaty and annoyed, rode her bike, constantly adjusting the Dragon Radar.
"Ugh, this heat is killing me!" Bulma groaned.
Goku, completely unaffected, grinned. "Don't worry, Bulma! I'll find us something to eat soon!"
Suddenly, a gust of wind swept past them, and a figure appeared on a high rock outcropping—a young man with shaggy black hair and a confident smirk. Beside him floated a small, blue cat-like creature.
"Halt!" the man shouted, pointing a sword at them. "I am Yamcha, the desert bandit! If you value your lives, leave all your valuables behind!"
Goku leapt off the Nimbus, his Power Pole in hand. "Cool! A fight!" he said eagerly.
Yamcha raised an eyebrow. "A fight? Kid, I'm robbing you, not inviting you to spar."
But Goku was already rushing toward him, and the two clashed. Yamcha's skill with his sword was impressive, but Goku's strength and agility quickly overwhelmed him. When Goku dodged a strike and countered with a powerful kick, Yamcha was sent flying into the sand.
Before Yamcha could recover, he spotted Kara and Bulma approaching. His confident smirk vanished, replaced by wide-eyed panic.
"W-Women?!" Yamcha stammered, blushing furiously. "I—I can't handle women!"
"Uh, what?" Kara said, raising an eyebrow.
Puar, the blue cat-like creature, floated down beside him. "Boss, you're embarrassing yourself!"
"Quiet, Puar!" Yamcha hissed. He quickly grabbed his sword and scrambled away. "You win this time, but I'll be back!" he shouted, disappearing over the rocks.
Bulma rolled her eyes. "What a weirdo."
Kara shook her head. "I don't even know what just happened."
Their next stop was a small, peaceful village under siege by a shape-shifting pig named Oolong. The villagers begged the group for help, explaining that Oolong had been terrorizing them and demanding they hand over their daughters.
Kara, disgusted by the pig's behavior, took the lead in confronting him. "You think you're so tough, picking on helpless people?" she said, her voice stern.
When Oolong tried to transform into a giant monster to intimidate them, Kara and Goku quickly overpowered him, forcing him to surrender.
"Alright, alright, I give up!" Oolong said, waving his hands. "Just don't hurt me!"
The villagers thanked them profusely, and one handed over a Dragon Ball in gratitude. "This was our family's treasure," they said. "Take it to complete your quest."
With four Dragon Balls now in their possession, Oolong, desperate to avoid further punishment, decided to join the group. "I'll tag along," he said nervously. "You guys seem pretty strong, and I'd rather have you on my side."
Bulma frowned. "Only if you promise to behave."
"Absolutely!" Oolong said, nodding vigorously.
Their journey eventually led them to the blazing ruins of a massive castle atop a hill. Smoke and flames engulfed the structure, and the intense heat made it impossible to get near.
"The Dragon Ball's in there," Bulma said, staring at the radar.
A giant, imposing man in armor approached them, wielding a massive axe. "Who dares come near my castle?!"
"We're looking for the Dragon Ball," Goku said cheerfully.
The man's stern expression softened. "Ah, the Dragon Ball. Yes, it's inside my castle. But as you can see, the whole place is on fire! Only Master Roshi, the Turtle Hermit, can extinguish those flames."
"Master Roshi?" Goku said, his face lighting up. "I know him! I'll go get him!"
The Ox-King nodded. "Hurry, please. My daughter Chi-Chi is out looking for help, but she's still so young."
Goku hopped onto the Nimbus. "I'll be back soon!" He zipped off toward the beach, leaving Kara, Bulma, and Oolong to wait.
At the beach, Goku encountered a young girl with a helmet and an axe. "Hey! Are you Chi-Chi?" he asked.
The girl nodded. "Yes, I'm looking for someone to help my dad. Are you here to help?"
"Yup! Hop on the Nimbus—I'm taking Master Roshi to your castle."
Chi-Chi hesitated but climbed onto the cloud. Together, they found Master Roshi, who agreed to help after hearing about the situation. "Alright, let's go," the old man said, flying with his spinning turtle craft.
Back at the castle, Master Roshi stood before the inferno, adjusting his sunglasses. "Stand back, everyone. This is going to be big."
He planted his feet, cupped his hands, and began charging energy. "Kaaaa… meee… haaa… meee…"
With a loud shout, he unleashed a massive energy wave that obliterated the flames, leaving the castle safe and intact.
"Wow!" Goku said, his eyes sparkling. "That was amazing! Can you teach me that?"
"You?" Roshi said, chuckling. "That took me fifty years to master. You'd have to—"
Before he could finish, Goku mimicked Roshi's stance and shouted, "Kamehameha!" A small but powerful wave shot from his hands, blasting a nearby rock to smithereens.
Roshi's jaw dropped. "Wha—how did you do that?!"
Kara crossed her arms, smirking. "He's full of surprises, isn't he?"
The Ox-King retrieved the Dragon Ball from the castle and handed it to them. "Thank you all for your help," he said gratefully.
With five Dragon Balls now in their possession, the group prepared to continue their adventure. Kara, still amazed by Goku's innocent brilliance and raw power, couldn't help but smile as the journey pressed on.
To be continued...