The time I was fused with my cat and sent into the Dragon Ball world

Future History, Part 2

I sit in meditation atop one of Yardrats' spikes. I've been finishing up my training for the last 6 months, and preparing for things. I plan to make a move against Babidi eventually, but it's far too risky right now, especially with the Androids right around the corner. I feel worried still, because I don't know if Gero is going to make 17 and 18 stronger to account for me. I know Goku has been training with Super Saiyan 2, even trying to find a Super Saiyan 3. I know it exists, but I don't know how Goku got it originally because it was never shown in DBZ. That makes me irritated, but I don't focus on it. "You're not sneaky, master Pybara. I know you're there, and reading my mind isn't going to help my training." I calmly comment, opening my eyes and look down at Pybara, who chuckles in amusement.
"My apologies, but I was simply curious as to why you're focusing so much on training. Now I know, I'm going to help in any way I can." Pybara counters in apology, serious but also happy I'm finishing my training. I sigh and close my eyes, returning to training. I sense him gathering Yardrians, warning them out of my earshot. It's annoying, but I'm glad he's willing to do what it takes to make sure humanity won't die out. For the next 6 months, I assist in training Yardrats and warning the city set to be attacked first. Yardrians teleport to earth, taking people to Yardrat and other planets willing to take them in. Cereal, Namek, any other places that are kind enough to take the people in. The Shugarians mix in with Humans on Planet Cereal as I teleport a mother and her child over, taking a moment to sense that someone is watching. Turning to the trees, I transform into my Warrior Cat form, adopting its Super Saiyan 4 traits with cat spin on it. The form I knew that in time, I'd need to show my past self. Firing a split finger shot into a certain area, I watch it get countered by equal shots.
"Come out, Granola. I know you're there. I used the Dragon Balls here already to restore the area the Saiyans destroyed so people can live there. What's coming needs to be prepared for." I call out, waiting. The green haired man steps out, stern yet calm at the same time. The last living Cerealian looks at me silently, then finally speaking up.
"Will they be returned home once it's over?" He questions, wary of my intentions. I simply nod, and he nods in acknowledgement, then disappearing back into the trees.