The Mad Scientist

In the blink of an eye.

Earth, West City.

Above the vast backyard of Capsule Corporation headquarters.

The air rippled with a visible transparent wave, and the twelve members of Krillin's group appeared out of thin air before landing steadily on the flat lawn.

It was an early autumn afternoon.

Sunlight poured over everyone without restraint, carrying just the right amount of warmth.

A gentle breeze drifted by, bringing the mingled fragrance of roses and wild roses. Droplets from the garden fountain refracted rainbow halos beneath the sunlight.

"Phew..."

Goku stretched lazily, his bones cracking loudly.

"Earth's air still smells the best! That Demon Realm place reeks of Sulfur everywhere. It was suffocating me."

They had just endured the Demon Realm's erratic gravity, which fluctuated between five and seven times normal, along with its harsh environment filled with intense radiation and corrosive poisonous gases.

Now that they stood on Earth's soft grass and breathed fresh air, everyone felt as though they had entered another world.

Even Lansa, whose expression was usually stone-faced, imperceptibly relaxed his brow and drew the liquid-metal Aura he had used to keep the filth away back into his body.

"Alright, everyone can rest for now."

Krillin waved a hand and announced the dismissal.

Vegeta did not waste even a single word. With a cold snort, he shoved both hands into the pockets of his Battle Suit.

His face dark, he headed straight for the dome-shaped Gravity Room at the side of the garden.

The prince had been hit far too hard.

His mind was filled with thoughts of breaking through the Super Saiyan bottleneck and crushing that bald guy and that green Namekian beneath his feet.

With a loud bang, the Gravity Room's alloy door slammed shut.

Goku rubbed his growling stomach and grabbed Fat Buu,