The people around the mountain hollow stared at Uchiha Hiko as though they had discovered a new continent.
They had never seen technology like a flying car that could soar through the sky, much less heard of one that could move so fast. Its speed was even faster than light.
They all looked at him and Bulma with envy and jealousy. Of course, the few powerful ones were more likely thinking of taking it by force.
After all, this was a world where overwhelming strength could crush everything. Without sufficient strength, anything one said was futile, and one would only walk further down the path of courting death, engaging in needless resistance against one's own abilities.
"Bulma, how many minutes do you think we'd survive if we went down there?"
Uchiha Hiko asked Bulma as if it were an extremely serious question, but she did not seem to care at all. She curiously watched the people in the mountain hollow, as well as those heading toward it.
At that moment, Bulma seemed to have nothing but the Dragon Balls in her eyes. For the sake of obtaining them, she could even bring out some Black Technology.
"I think you could survive for one minute." Uchiha Hiko had thought she would not say anything, but who would have expected her to answer? And it was quite pertinent—if it were him, he could survive for one minute.
Did that not mean that if it were only her, she could survive for just one second?
"If it were you, could you survive for one second?" Uchiha Hiko looked at Bulma, who was sitting in the flying car and staring seriously toward the mountain hollow, seemingly searching for the safest route.
"No, I can survive for one minute too."
Bulma spoke with great confidence.