The Siblings' Talent

It was almost evening in the suburbs of the West City capital. The pale red sunset hung on the edge of the horizon, dyeing the clouds in the sky crimson. The distant scenery began to blur, and a hazy mist gradually rose.

After seeing Lazuli and Lapis off, Roland strolled alone on the seawall, enjoying the gentle sea breeze on her face.

To be honest, meeting the Lazuli siblings in their younger days was beyond his expectations. Giving them pointers was just a spur-of-the-moment thing, and he didn't think much of it. He just considered it a way to pass the time. Actually, he was quite curious to see just how powerful the Android would be after learning martial arts.

Strolling along the embankment, enjoying the natural scenery, Roland stopped when the sky officially darkened. She turned around and teleported to the West City.

Back home, Luo Fei was sitting in the garden, eating and drinking a huge pile of snacks. Roland smiled and sat down next to him. Looking into the backyard, Tights and Mrs. Brief were preparing a barbecue. They had prepared a lot of ingredients, and the two of them were naturally too busy to handle it all. They also had a special assistant robot to help them. Before long, the tempting golden-brown skewers were served on the table.

After a hearty meal, Mrs. Brief carried Luo Fei to watch TV. Just then, the doorbell rang. Roland opened the door and saw a man and a woman in uniform, carrying briefcases and dressed in professional attire.

"Hello, is Ms. Tights home? We are staff from the publishing house, here to discuss matters related to the book signing."

A man in a sharp suit handed over his business card.

Roland glanced at her and knew that Tights returned to Earth to discuss the old book signing event, so she stepped aside to let them in. "Please come in, Tights is in the back garden."

"Thanks!"

The two people from the publishing house nodded politely to Roland. Considering that Tights was now a celebrity, the publishing house sent two staff members to personally visit her to make contact.

"Tights, someone is looking for you."

"Here I am!"

Wearing casual clothes, Tights radiant. Upon seeing that they were staff members from the publishing house, Tights smiled brightly and led them into the adjacent conference room, where they began discussing the upcoming book signing event.

Tights is now a popular author. With the brewing of King Piccolo, the atmosphere of the entire Earth is changing. After her old books were rediscovered, they were sought after by a large number of readers. According to the publisher, they wanted to strike while the iron was hot and carry out another wave of promotion, which is why the book signing event was held. Tights, of course, had no objection.

Although she was a rich heiress and didn't care about that kind of money, becoming a writer had always been her dream. Even if the book signing was a bit tiring, it was a piece of cake for her, given her considerable strength, so she agreed without hesitation.

Watching Tights chatting animatedly with the publishing house staff, Roland paid no attention to their conversation. Instead, she sat alone in the garden pavilion, then kicked her legs out and closed her eyes to rest.

About half an hour later, the two staff members said goodbye and left.

Tights stretched and sat down next to Roland, tapping her shoulder.

"The book signing will last for more than ten days, and I'll be traveling between several important cities... In addition, the publisher hopes I can start brainstorming ideas for the next book, so I'll be quite busy in the coming days." Tights said this, and the smile on her face showed that she was in a very good mood.

"Congratulations, you're already a great writer," Roland said.

"Still a long way off."

"Publishers are chasing after you for your new book, which shows there's profit to be made. If your book isn't popular, who would bother to publish a new one?" Roland was well aware of the profit-driven nature of capital.

Tights's beautiful eyes curved into crescent shapes. Roland's words were very straightforward, but wasn't that the truth? The popularity of her book was an undeniable fact, and all her years of research were worthwhile.

Afterwards Roland told Tights about the twin siblings he met in the suburbs that day. Tights teased him for thinking of giving pointers to others, since he wouldn't even give pointers to the Saiyan in his tribe back on Planet Sadala. Roland smiled without saying anything, only saying that the two children were different.

"Those two siblings, the older sister is named Lazuli and the younger brother is named Lapis, are two children with very high Roshi."

"Like Launch?"

Tights tilted her head and leaned on Roland's shoulder.

Roland said, "The Blonde Launch was ruined by Sephiria and hasn't improved at all, while the Blue-haired Launch is too gentle."

"If my sister and Launch find out, they'll definitely complain about you," Tights a grin. Although the Blonde Launch's strength hadn't improved much, it was still far beyond hers. And Roland said that she had ruined it. So just how talented were the two children he met today?

"By the way, when will you take me to meet them? I want to know just how amazing the children you're paying attention to really are."

"After your book signing." Roland did not refuse.

The Lazuli siblings possess exceptional Roshi. If forced to compare them, Roland thinks Hercule Satan's daughter, Videl, is a more suitable candidate. Videl received martial arts training from a young age and is already quite strong. She mastered flight techniques after only a few days of instruction from Son Gohan. The Lazuli siblings' talent is in no way inferior to hers. If they could receive guidance from a renowned master, becoming martial artists would be a very easy feat.

However, judging from the original work, the two siblings' character wasn't exactly good, and this flaw became even more apparent after they became Android and gained immense power.

In Future Trunks' world, the two are extremely indifferent to humanity, almost demonic. Their immense power, devoid of restraint, leads them to act arbitrarily, finding amusement in destroying cities at will. However, in the main storyline, the emergence of Cell Android Super Vegeta brings an increase in powerful beings who suppress them. Before they can truly unleash their potential, they face repeated defeats, which gradually tempers their personalities.

Whether Android 17 and Android 18 were truly kind was a question Roland didn't want to ask. To be frank, if judged by morality, Roland himself had blood on his hands, but was that wrong? Roland didn't think so.

In the Dragon Ball world, the strong possess the power to decide the life and death of others, regardless of good or evil.

For example, Beerus, the God of Destruction. If you dare to offend him, he'll turn you into dust in no time.

Putting aside subjective notions of good and evil, from a purely combat perspective, Android 17 and Android 18's fighting skills are hardly impressive. Perhaps due to a lack of formal training, they generally rely on brute force and inexhaustible stamina to overwhelm their enemies. However, they are powerless against opponents of similar strength.

He possesses excellent physique and inexhaustible energy, yet he is not proficient in martial arts, which Roland considers a complete waste.

The next day.

Tights dressed in formal attire early in the morning and went out to prepare for the upcoming book signing event. As the heiress of the Capsule Corp, she could have avoided doing everything herself, but since it was her first book signing event in her career, Tights took it very seriously.

After Tights, Roland also strolled out.

On the suburban coast, white waves crashed against the embankment, splashing up tiny sprays. The Lazuli siblings had been waiting on the embankment for a long time. When they saw Roland walking leisurely over, they immediately hurried over to greet her.