"You said earlier that the Dragon Balls... if you find all seven, you can make any wish come true?" Tien Shinhan changed the subject and asked curiously.
"That's right, but they can only grant one wish, and that wish is to bring Krillin back to life." Bulma took a sip of water and nodded gently.
"But the wish we should make right now... should be to destroy King Piccolo," Yamcha suggested. "If we succeed, we can get rid of that demon."
"Once the wish is granted, the Dragon Balls will turn to stone. So if we want to bring Krillin back to life, we'll have to wait a year." Sweat ran down Puar's catlike face.
"Wouldn't the body rot by then?" Oolong's mouth twitched. He gave a dry laugh. "Even if he came back to life, he'd be a skeleton... What would we do then?"
Broly glanced at Oolong, and couldn't help picturing it himself.
Krillin, now a skeleton, was waving hello to him.
Broly patted his forehead.
I'd better stop thinking about such weird things.
He's dead...
The old man said the dead deserve respect!
"You don't need to worry about that. I can make a cryogenic capsule to preserve Krillin's body." Bulma thought it over, then turned to Oolong. "Why don't we put Oolong in one, too?"
"I'm not dead yet..." Oolong rolled his eyes.
"Hmm, it's light gray..." Master Roshi suddenly said, adjusting his sunglasses.
"Huh? What are you talking about, Master Roshi?" Puar asked, sounding excited.
"What kind of strategy is it?" Yamcha also perked up.
"Uh, the old man's talking about Bulma's... color..." Broly pointed at Bulma and nodded in agreement. "It really is light gray."
Bulma suddenly caught on and quickly covered her skirt.
"Pow! Pow!"
Bulma knocked Master Roshi and Broly to the ground with one punch each, then snapped, "The world's about to be ruled by a demon, and you two still have time to look at that sort of thing!"
"I was just... I was just trying to lighten the mood," Master Roshi said ruefully, lying on the ground with a huge bump on his head.
"No one asked you to lighten the mood!" Bulma scolded angrily.
"W-what did I do?" Broly got up, rubbing his head.
"How can you even ask! You used to be so innocent. Did that old geezer Master Roshi corrupt you?" Bulma glared at Broly.
"Broly, so you like light gray... I'll go change right now!" Launch stepped forward, winking at Broly. Her long, wavy blonde hair made her voluptuous figure stand out even more.
"Uh... that's not what I meant..." Broly was getting embarrassed.
"Or do you only like looking at Bulma's?" Launch put her hands on her hips and glared at Broly.
Bulma: "..."
Bulma covered her face. She couldn't listen to this anymore.
Were they never going to let this go?
"Ahem... Whatever the case, we should find all seven Dragon Balls first. It'll be dangerous, but we have no choice." Master Roshi shared his thoughts.
"I'll go change into that..." Launch turned and headed for the stairs.
Broly: "..."
She really was going to change?
But just as Launch reached the stairs, she heard the news playing on TV and stopped.
"This is Mr. Nam, who was murdered." The news showed a picture of Nam. "According to eyewitnesses among the victim's family and villagers, the killer was a frightening, powerfully built monster! This paper bearing the character for 'demon' was reportedly left at the scene. The killer's motives remain unclear, and further investigation is underway."
Everyone fell silent.
"They're moving fast," Launch murmured.
"I-is that Nam?" Yamcha broke into a sweat.
Nam had competed in the previous World Martial Arts Tournament and lost to Son Goku in the second round.
"The other contestants on the list could be in danger, too. We have to warn them right away!" Yamcha clenched his fists and raised his voice.
"But the list was stolen, wasn't it? We don't know where any of them live, so how can we contact them?" Master Roshi shook his head.
"Ah..." Yamcha saw his point and was left speechless.
"If we warn them through the news, we'll only spread panic across the world. This is awful." Tien Shinhan gritted his teeth, bitterly frustrated.
"We're in danger here, too. We should move somewhere else," Master Roshi suggested. Then he asked Bulma, "How long will it take to make a new Dragon Radar?"
"At least half a day, even if I work as fast as I can!" Bulma answered seriously.
"Once the radar's ready, we'll head out immediately and search for the Dragon Balls," Master Roshi declared, making the arrangements on the spot.
"I still don't see why we need to go to all that trouble. Why not just beat him to death?" Broly muttered again.
"Say less... Do you really think King Piccolo will be that easy to deal with?" Master Roshi scolded him irritably.
"I'm not interested in searching for Dragon Balls. I'm staying behind..." Broly replied. "I'll stay here and guard the house! Someone might break in."
"Are you kidding? If you stay here, King Piccolo will come after you sooner or later!" Master Roshi shouted angrily.
"Wouldn't that be perfect? I can take him on!" Broly rubbed his fists together, grinning.
"No! You have to do your part and search for the Dragon Balls!" Bulma huffed.
"Why don't you come with us, Broly..." Yamcha urged. "We wouldn't feel safe leaving you here by yourself."
"If you want something to eat, I can pack some food capsules for you," Master Roshi sighed.
"All right." Broly thought it over, then finally nodded in surrender.
"What did I do to deserve this... Did I owe this kid something in a past life?" Master Roshi lamented, looking up at the sky. He went over to get some capsules and pack prepared food for Broly.
Bulma didn't waste any time, either. She immediately started making the Dragon Radar.
Eight hours later.
The Dragon Radar was finished right on schedule.
"Whoosh!"
Launch piloted the Jet Helicopter high into the sky.
Broly had no choice but to go along with them.
"Looks like we'll need a lot of cryogenic capsules." Launch wore a somewhat wicked smile.
"You've been a great help here," Master Roshi said gravely to Tien Shinhan.
"But... facing an opponent even stronger than Goku..." Tien Shinhan said, lacking confidence.
"If only Goku were still alive..." Bulma sniffled sadly.
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