Instant Transmission

South of South City, on an uninhabited island three thousand kilometers away.

The white sand here was finer than Papaya Island's, and the seawater was a clear Tiffany blue.

The sea breeze swept past, making the coconut palm leaves rustle softly, while several seagulls lazily circled at low altitude.

"Whoosh!"

Without warning, the air seemed to tear apart for an instant, and two figures appeared out of thin air on the beach.

Bulma still had both arms wrapped tightly around Krillin's neck, her eyes squeezed shut and her eyelashes trembling slightly.

That momentary sensation of weightlessness had been bizarre, as if someone had scattered her body into atoms, stuffed them into an envelope and mailed them away, then pieced her back together.

"We're here."

Krillin's voice rang out above her head, carrying his characteristic composure.

Bulma cautiously opened one eye. Instead of the noisy Martial Arts Tournament venue, she saw an endless expanse of ocean.

"Th-this... where are we?"

She released her grip and planted both feet on the soft beach, her face full of disbelief.

"We were just on the island. How did we suddenly... Is this another one of your new techniques?"

"Instant Transmission."

Krillin did not hide it either. He casually removed the shirt that had become tattered during the battle, revealing a lean, well-built physique.

He stretched in the sunlight, and the joints throughout his body crackled like popping beans.

"As long as I want to go somewhere, distance doesn't exist."

He walked to the water's edge, bent down, scooped up a handful of seawater, and washed his face. The cool sensation of the seawater relaxed his nerves, which had been tense for a long time.

He opened the System Panel.

[Host: Lin Fei (Krillin)]

[Strength: 2500 (MAX - Earth Saga limit)]

[Speed: 2500 (MAX - Earth Saga limit)]

[Constitution: 2500 (MAX - Earth Saga limit)]

[Mental Power: 2500 (MAX - Earth Saga limit)]

[Skills: Instant Transmission (Beginner -> Proficiency increasing)]

That teleportation just now had consumed almost no Mental Power.

With his current Mental Power attribute, he could take Bulma around the Earth for several hundred laps without feeling tired.

"This skill is basically cheating."

Krillin marveled inwardly.

With this, whether he was escaping for his life, providing support, or... going on dates, it was an incredible skill.

"Instant Transmission..."

Bulma gazed at Krillin's back, her expression complicated. This man had given her far too many surprises.

From his sudden change in height at the beginning, to that world-shattering strength, and now spatial teleportation.

He was like a treasure that could never be fully excavated, with every layer hiding something capable of overturning her worldview.

But soon, her scientist's instincts were suppressed by her girlish heart.

"Wait! You said this is a honeymoon trip?"

Bulma looked at the desolate scenery around them and planted her hands on her hips.

"The scenery is nice, but there isn't even a hotel! Are we supposed to sleep on the beach? Besides, I didn't bring any change of clothes!"

"That's where your Dragon Radar comes in." Krillin turned around and pointed with a smile at the small bag around her waist.

"The Dragon Radar? You want to find the Dragon Balls and wish for a villa to appear?"

Bulma pulled out the radar and pressed a button. Seven scattered points of light immediately appeared on the screen, spread across the world.

"No, that would be too wasteful."

Krillin waved a finger.

"Think about it. The Dragon Balls are usually scattered in the most hidden corners of the world—deep in the ocean, snowy mountains, or ancient ruins."

"Isn't the process of searching for the Dragon Balls the best kind of trip around the world?"

He walked up to Bulma and lightly tapped the tip of her nose.

"Besides, I have Instant Transmission. That means we don't need to travel the old-fashioned way or sit on those slow airplanes."

"One second, we can be in the polar regions watching the aurora. The next, we can go to West City and buy your favorite cake."

"Then the second after that, we can go catch dinosaurs in a primeval forest and roast them to eat... just like I promised Goku."

Bulma froze.

Wh-what kind of divine operation was this?

With Instant Transmission and the Dragon Radar, the difficult and dangerous adventure had instantly turned into a carefree outing wherever they pleased?

"Besides..."

Krillin's voice lowered, carrying a hint of seduction.

"For the next few days, it'll just be the two of us. No Goku the big eater, no lecherous Master Roshi. Just you and me."

Bulma's face reddened again.

This man was too good at this!

He had completely put that ridiculously powerful combat strength to use in the strangest places!

"Hmph, I'll give you that."

Bulma put away the radar, but the corners of her lips refused to come down.

"However, our first stop has to be West City."

"I need to get some Capsules, take a shower, and change into a... Hehe, a swimsuit that'll make your nose bleed!"

"As you command, my lady wife." Krillin gave a comical military salute.

"Who's your wife?"

"Then... my lady queen?"

"That's more like it!"

Krillin laughed and picked Bulma up again.

This time, Bulma did not resist. Instead, she obediently leaned against his chest, her fingers drawing circles over his pectoral muscles.

"Next stop, Capsule Corporation."

With a thought from Krillin, the two figures vanished into the sea breeze once more.

At the same time, on Papaya Island several thousand kilometers away.

"Achoo!"

Goku, who was busy wolfing down food, suddenly let out a huge sneeze, and the roasted pig leg in his hand nearly flew away.