"Suddenly changing locations without even notifying me!"
"We ran into the androids, and to avoid hurting the ordinary people on the island, we had to quickly change the battlefield... If Yinsen hadn't reacted so quickly, that island would have been destroyed by the androids."
Krillin briefly explained the situation, hoping to soothe Bulma's displeasure, but unfortunately, his explanation did little good.
"Even if it wasn't convenient to come all the way over and tell me, couldn't you at least use your communicators?"
"Uh... communicators?"
Everyone suddenly remembered that, aside from functions like scanners, their wristwatches could also be used as communicators. They could have notified Bulma with them.
But these Martial Artists were single-mindedly devoted to training, and especially during battle, the thought had never crossed their minds.
"Ah, I forgot that function existed."
"Honestly, I made so many convenient tools for you people, and they all ended up going to waste."
The Combat Suits, for which Yinsen provided the ideas and design plans while Bulma refined and ultimately manufactured them, not only allowed everyone to survive in space but also possessed quite impressive defensive capabilities.
Yet when dealing with the androids this time, not one of them had worn a Combat Suit. They were all dressed in their usual martial arts uniforms, while Yinsen wore loose pants with a white jacket.
"Well, we're used to doing things without them. We always forget to use that kind of stuff."
Son Goku smiled as he tried to calm the displeased Bulma, then greeted Trunks beside him. Bulma had only managed to find them here thanks to Trunks arriving.
With Trunks guiding her, she had been able to find Yinsen and the others so quickly.
"Mr. Son Goku, have you already fought the androids?"
"Yes!"
Trunks looked very serious. He glanced around