West City's dinner party didn't break up until late at night.
Goku was sleeping on the lawn with a rice pail in his arms, with rice grains still stuck to his mouth.
Chi-Chi wanted to drag him back to the room, but after two steps he found that he couldn't be dragged.
Finally, she put the quilt over him, keeping out of sight.
Vegeta didn't sleep.
He stood on the edge of the training ground, staring at the sky in the distance, his face smelling worse than the night.
Kakarot's Super Saiyan 5 was like a thorn, causing him to miss two plates of barbecue tonight.
This is already considered a major accident for Vegeta.
Tien Shinhan and Chiaotzu were meditating in the guest room to recover.
Yamcha was dragged by Fei'er to study the map of West City, focusing on the location of Oolong's home.
Fat Buu sleeps at the door of the dessert warehouse, holding the door handle with both hands, guarding against others stealing the cake like a thief.
Krillin didn't sleep.
He stood on the roof of the Capsule Corporation building, holding a can of Coke in his hand and looking up at the stars.
The world after Full Dimension will be very troublesome.
He used to look at the starry sky, just the stars and the moon, and lamented that the glass on the roof was really bright.
It's different now.
The trajectory of every planet, every path the soul takes after leaving the body, and the wrinkles left by every wish on the causal level, all line up and light up in his eyes.
This is very annoying.
It's more annoying than Master Roshi reading swimwear magazines.
Krillin took a sip of Coke and lowered all the messy rules and regulations to the lowest setting.
"It's time off."
He told himself.
The word vacation is easy to say.
But when he was really free, his mind started to spin non-stop.
Super Space-Time Training is no ordinary outing.
Goku must stabilize Super Saiyan 5, Vegeta must find its own way, Gohan must complete Beast Form.
Tien Shinhan and Chiaotzu want to squeeze out the upper limit of Eternal Energy Reactor.
Yamcha...Yamcha should not be kidnapped by Fei'er and beat up by Oolong until it makes the news.
When these people enter training grounds at different times and with different rules, the logistical pressure will be extremely exaggerated.
No matter how talented Bulma is, she only has one head.
There are two of them, Lanchi, but Blue Haired Lanchi is suitable for cooking and taking care of people, and Golden Haired Lanchi is suitable for threatening people with guns who drag out manuscripts.
Aki specializes in divinity and soul origin.
Lazuli and Eighteen are responsible for holding the naughty child down.
There are too few people who can really compete head-on with Bulma at the scientific research level.
Krillin reached out and flicked the can, and the empty can flew into the trash can downstairs.
"I almost forgot about her."
That troublesome person.
Androids 21.
Vomi.
The wife template of Dr. Gero, the mother of Androids Android 16 Gevo, the deepest key to the core technology of Androids.
In the original trajectory, she would go to the other side of danger due to the fusion of Majin Cells and Androids technologies.
In this world, the base of Dr. Gero has been demolished several times by Krillin.
Android 19 was reduced to scrap, and No. 20 died a simple death.
Android 17 18 has already changed your life.
Android 16 has become a real human being, living in Mount Paozu, talking to birds every day, and the quality of life is so high that Vegeta wants to curse.
Only Android 21.
She is still lying down.
What Klin wants now is scientific research logistics, not a berserker.
999-Dimensional Perception falls deep into the earth.
Krillin has no aura of expansion. It only compresses the idea of "looking for Dr. Gero's legacy base" into the size of a pinhead and throws it into the rules of the earth.
The earth unfolded in his mind.
The earth's crust, magma layer, ancient faults, abandoned pipelines, Red Ribbon Army residual signal, underground warehouse buried by sand and dust.
There was light somewhere.
Deep underground, there is an abandoned facility wrapped in multiple shields.
Dr. Gero is indeed yin.
The main base is built in the northern mountains, the backup base is hidden underground in the wasteland, and the ultimate laboratory is simply buried underground.
This operation is purely pathological in the scientific community.
Krillin disappeared on the roof of the building in the blink of an eye.
The world goes dark.
The air is thick, with the smell of metallic rust and damp moss.
Krillin falls in an inclined alloy channel.
On both sides of the passage are Red Ribbon Army armor plates from the old era. The coating has peeled off, revealing mottled black iron.
A crooked sign hangs on the wall.
"Biology Research Area."
"No entry."
"Violators will be punished."
Krillin looked at those words and couldn't help but complain.
"Gero, Gero, can't you post a welcome to your villain base?"
No one answered.
The base has been abandoned for too long.
The lighting system is out of order, and the backup reactor occasionally emits a dark red light, making the corridor flicker on and off.
The corners of the walls were covered with moss, and turbid liquid accumulated in the drainage channels, with several bubbles emerging.
Dragon Balls World's technology has a strange aesthetic.
Outside are Universal Capsule, suspension car, and Robot nanny.
The underground villain laboratory is always inseparable from pipelines, culture chambers, huge computers, dangerous red lights, and dashboards that are ready to explode at any time.
Krillin walked along the passage, and the alloy floor made a hollow sound under his feet.
There was the sound of an old fan turning in the distance. It got stuck, turned again, turned half a circle, and got stuck again.
Krillin stopped in front of a heavy round door.
The Red Ribbon Army logo was printed on the door, and the identifier flashed.
"Authentication."
"Dr. Gero permission."
"Iris confirmation."
"Voiceprint confirmation."
"Gene confirmation."
The mechanical sound sounded intermittently, and finally got stuck in a long murmur.
Krillin stretched out his index finger and pointed it on the door.
The door was not damaged.
All old locks, hydraulic axes, and password programs skip the process at the same time and enter the result of "Opened".
The round door retreats to both sides, and inside is a large cultivation room.
There are rows of transparent nutrition cabins standing in the center of the room.
Some cabins were empty, with only whitened bones and broken wires left inside.
Some contained failed embryos that had been soaked in nutrient fluid and turned into vague shadows.
Thick pipes hung from the ceiling, with green liquid dripping from the ends.
The walls are dotted with giant screens.
The surface of the screen is covered with cracks, but it still stays on.
A stream of ancient data scrolls.
"Majin Cells adaptation rate."
"The preservation rate of human personality."
"Eternal Energy Reactor compatible experiment."
"Biological Intelligence Core Loading."
Krillin squinted his eyes.
Dr. Gero not only wants to create combat weapons, but also wants to mix humans, demons, biological computers, and artificial Energy Reactor.
Spell out an ultimate life that combines wisdom, regeneration, devouring and infinite growth.
In the deepest part of the cultivation room, there is an independent circular platform.
The platform is surrounded by disabled protective cannons, with their muzzles aimed at the center.
The ground is engraved with thick energy patterns, and below the Red Ribbon Army logo, there is the code Dr. Gero.
The ultimate experimental subject.
Android 21.
Krillin stepped onto the platform.
The central nutrition tank is larger than other cabins.
Inside the transparent bulkhead, green nutrient solution floats quietly.
A mature woman is sleeping in it.
She curled up, her long reddish-brown hair spread in the liquid, her skin was fair, and her facial features were soft.
The black-framed glasses are fixed on the auxiliary bracket in the cabin, and the clothes are generated in advance by nano-clothing.
Red and blue plaid sleeveless skirt.
Black leggings.
Armless sleeves.
The outer white coat is folded behind the shoulders and is held by a robotic arm in the cabin.
The screen outside the cabin lights up.
"Cultivation progress: not completed."
"Personality Recap: Stability."
"Combat Module: Inactive."
"Demon Gene: Dormant Blockade."
"Risk of awakening: extremely high."
"Suggestion: Wait for the final instruction from Dr. Gero."
Krillin reached out and tapped the screen.
"Your Dr. Briefs has been demolished by Android 17. The final order cannot wait."
The screen hissed twice.
Vomi is still in the form of a human scientist.
What is dangerous is the demonic module and appetite instinct hidden deeper.
If she is allowed to wake up naturally without intervention, she will easily go astray later on.
Krillin stretched out his index finger and touched the outer shell of the culture chamber.
After completion, Laws of Creation becomes more like a craft.
Repair life, rewrite structure, strip away pollution, balance personality.
Krillin can see the structure of every gene chain in Vomi's body.
Dr. Gero is very complex to write, like an old programmer staying up late to work, it can run, but it's a mess.
Krillin Golden light spots flowed from the fingertips, and the light spots passed through the bulkhead and fell into the nutrient solution.
Vomi's eyebrows trembled slightly in the cabin.
The progress bar on the screen started to surge.
"Cultivation progress: Completed."
"Personality Stability: Complete."
"Body Structure Reorganization: Complete."
"Demon Module: Seal."
"Dangerous Appetite Factors: Suppression."
"Fighting Instinct: Off."
"Androids Core: To be activated."
The red warning lights were on.
The base's mechanical systems reacted sluggishly.
"Warning."
"The experimental subject woke up early."
"Warning."
"Dr. Gero permission is missing."
"Warning."
"Invasion of unknown energy."
Krillin frowned and looked up at the ceiling.
The siren stopped immediately and all red lights went out.
The last half of an electronic sound came from an old loudspeaker.
"Happy... experiments..."
Krillin smiled.
In the culture chamber, the nutrient solution was emptied, the green liquid receded along the pipe, and white mist floated in the glass bulkhead.
The robotic arm helped Vomi put on his white coat and unlock the fixation device.
Click.
The cabin door opened, and moist mist poured out.
A slender white hand held the edge of the bulkhead.
A tall woman stepped out of the cabin.
Her long hair was soaked in nutrient solution and stuck to her shoulders.
The black-framed glasses gave that gentle and mature face a bookish air.
The curves of her figure are highlighted by the plaid skirt and black tights. She is not aggressive, but has a soft feeling like she just raised her head after staying up late in the laboratory.
Her steps were a little weak.
Vomi stood firm while holding on to the bulkhead, his blue eyes focused.
She saw Krillin.
Bald.
Tall.
Handsome.
Cross your arms with your chest.
Martial Arts Uniform is so clean that it is incompatible with this moldy base.
Vomi blinked.
The green light of the screen fell on her lenses, and she seemed to wake up from a dream in the old days, unable to understand the current situation.
Krillin gave himself a perfect score for his appearance.
It's a pity that there is no cape.
To be fair, now that Saitama Template has been fully integrated, it's not too much to wear a cloak.
Next time I ask for Bulma to customize one, and the name will be "Showing-Off Cape".
Vomi coughed twice.
Krillin raised his hand, a water cup flew from the abandoned operating table, and clean water was generated out of thin air.
Android 21 belongs to the biological species Androids, which is different from Android 18, so it needs to drink water.
Vomi caught the water glass and took a sip.
"Thank you."
"This is... Gero's laboratory?"
Krillin nodded.
"Deep under the earth, he hides deep."
Vomi Press your forehead.
The experimental bench, Dr. Gero, Red Ribbon Army, son Gevo, and a large amount of forcibly written scientific data emerged.
She looked up at him.
"So, who are you?"
Krillin cleared his throat.
"You can call me Krillin first."
Vomi repeated it.
"Krillin..."
Krillin walked up to her.
"Vomi."
As the name came out, the water glass in Vomi's hand shook.
Her expression changed.
Android 21 is the number.
Vomi is a human being, a mother and a wife.
"You..."
Her voice was tight.
"Why do you know this name?"
Krillin shook his head.
"It's not important, let's go."
"Would you like to meet Gevo?"