Before long, the bruised and swollen Oolong led the villagers to his lair.
But Oolong's home was no longer a lair—it was a villa.
A large villa built with the money he had extorted from the villagers these past days.
Knowing they would soon bring back their abducted daughters, several villagers rushed inside with particular excitement.
"Sisi, Daddy's here to take you home!"
"Hehua, it's Mommy!"
"Lili, you don't need to be afraid anymore!"
Yet the sight that greeted them after they entered left everyone dumbfounded.
The country girls from before were now dressed in lavish clothes, enjoying fresh fruit and sipping milk tea and red wine.
High-end mink coats, luxurious handbags, glittering jewelry, and shining gold chains surrounded them.
"Don't bother with us, okay?"
"Compared to working the fields, living here is so much more comfortable!"
Oolong rubbed his swollen, beaten face and said, "I only wanted gentle, well-behaved girls.
They're all too fierce, and incredibly extravagant.
I'd wanted to send them home long ago, but they refused to leave..."
The villagers stood frozen.
It was not that Oolong refused to let the girls return. They had simply become addicted to this lavish life and no longer wanted to go home.
Bulma looked at Old Grandma and said, "Oolong's matter is settled. You can give me the Dragon Ball now, right?"
"Here, take it!"
The old woman said gratefully, "Thank you so much!"
After obtaining the Dragon Ball, the three did not linger and left the village directly.
As for how the villagers dealt with Oolong or divided up his villa, they had no interest.
As she drove the yacht, Bulma laughed loudly. "Hahaha, that went so smoothly! We only need two more Dragon Balls!"
Son Mirai sighed. "So those girls who looked so delicate became quite hot-tempered once they returned to their true natures."
Bulma glanced at Son Mirai and smiled. "What? Don't you like hot-tempered girls?"
Son Mirai thought for a moment and said, "That was what I said at the time, but I didn't like those girls at all."
"You only like me, right?"
Son Mirai nodded, tacitly admitting it.
Bulma deliberately flicked back her long hair and bared her teeth in a grin. "Oh my, that makes sense!
After all, a genius girl like me, who's both incredibly intelligent and breathtakingly beautiful,
and looks especially cute even when she occasionally loses her temper, really is rare in this world~"
Listening to the two of them talk, Goku could not help rubbing his stomach.
"Bulma, Son Mirai, I'm hungry..."
Bulma: "..."
"There's nothing to eat here. Let's wait until we reach the next town and eat at a restaurant!"
Son Goku lay weakly across his seat.
"All right!"
Son Mirai asked, "Bulma, how far away is the next Dragon Ball?"
Bulma checked the Radar and said, "The next Dragon Ball? About fifteen hundred kilometers away."
Remembering the terror of Log-Riding Flight, she immediately said, "But we still have plenty of time,
so we don't need to ride that Log-Riding Flight of yours..."
Son Mirai said, "Whatever you want. You're the one driving, anyway."
After leaving the water, the three had a hearty meal, then Bulma continued driving.
Two days later, the three entered a scorching region.
Fanning himself, Son Mirai asked, "Bulma, where did you get this junk car?
Why doesn't even the air conditioner work properly?"
This did not look like the vehicle of the richest family at all.
Suddenly, the car stopped.
Son Mirai and Goku looked around at the same time.
"Why did we stop? Are we there?"
Bulma said, "Do you think I don't want to use the air conditioner?
It burns too much fuel!
Even driving sparingly like this, we're out of gas!"
"How far is it?"
Bulma checked the Radar and continued, "Five hundred kilometers..."
Son Mirai said disdainfully, "A mere five hundred kilometers. Endure it, and we'll be there in five minutes. How about it?"
Bulma remembered the terror of Log-Riding Flight again and immediately squeezed her legs together.
"No, I'll just endure it. I'm afraid of dying!"
Helpless, Son Mirai got out of the car.
Bulma asked, "What are you doing?"
Son Mirai spread his hands and explained, "What else could I be doing? Pushing the car."
Somewhat surprised, Bulma said, "We're going to push it all the way? That sounds exhausting.
Why don't we get out and walk for a while? Once we find a village, we can refuel..."
Goku explained, "It's fine. When Son Mirai and I train,
we often pull plows while tilling fields. This is nothing..."
Bulma blinked in surprise.
"I-Is that so? Your training really is hard..."
Goku laughed. "Hahaha, it isn't that hard. The hardest part is learning to read. I fall asleep every time..."
Son Mirai shouted, "Bulma, have you got the direction under control? I'm going to start pushing!"
Bulma gripped the steering wheel and nodded. "Ready. Start pushing!"
"Vroom!"
An incredibly powerful force shoved them from behind, and Bulma's car shot forward like a cheetah.
In an instant, it reached a speed even faster than before.
It accelerated from zero to one hundred kilometers per hour in less than five seconds.
Bulma gripped the steering wheel in shock and cried, "S-Slow down!
The road is too rough! The car will fall apart..."
However, once they picked up speed, the wind could blow in through the windows.
Goku beamed happily. "Hahaha, great! The wind makes it cooler.
Son Mirai, go faster! If you get tired, I'll take over..."
And so, while Bulma controlled the direction in terror, the human-powered car sped westward.
Yamcha and Puar had originally been preparing to rob travelers in the desert.
Suddenly, they felt a gust of wind sweep past them.
When they looked toward the road, all that remained was a long trail of dust.
"Huh? What just went past?"
Puar blinked. "I don't know. I couldn't see it clearly..."
Yamcha complained, "It's all because you weren't watching carefully!
A car rarely comes through here, and you let it get away."
"Young Master, I clearly checked with binoculars ten minutes ago. Who knew anyone could drive so fast on roads like this?"
Yamcha turned back and looked behind him. "At that speed, it was practically a plane. It must have been going three hundred miles, right?"
Mount Frypan.
"It's so hot, so hot..."
Bulma was drenched in sweat, and she had changed out of her tracksuit into a camisole.
Son Mirai and Goku were also sweating profusely.
As she drove, Bulma asked, "Why is it so hot here?"
Son Mirai said, "Of course it's hot. Before long, we'll reach Mount Frypan!"
"Mount Frypan? What's that? Why haven't I heard of it?"
Son Mirai looked at Bulma's map. Mount Frypan was not on it, but Mount Coolscape was.
"Looks like your map is years old. It hasn't been updated!"
"What do you mean?"
Son Mirai explained, "This place used to be called Mount Coolscape.
But a few years ago, a massive fire started here and never went out,
so it became Mount Frypan, also known as Mount Frypan. Ox-King's home is on Mount Frypan."
Bulma asked, "Who is Ox-King? He sounds a little scary!"
Goku said excitedly, "Ox-King? I think Grandpa mentioned him."
"Hm?"
Son Mirai explained, "That's right. Ox-King is Grandpa's junior martial brother!"
Bulma's eyes lit up.
"You know so many people?
Since he's someone you know, I feel much more at ease."
Son Goku thought about it and said, "Actually, I've never met Ox-King. Grandpa only mentioned him."
Just then, a loud cry rang out.
"Help!"
"Boom, boom, boom, boom!"
The earth trembled as a dinosaur roared and charged out of the forest. It was a Tyrannosaurus with enormous fangs.
Ahead of the Tyrannosaurus, a little girl was fleeing frantically.
Bulma was startled and cried, "There are actually dinosaurs! Son Mirai, save her!"
Before her words had even faded, the little girl suddenly turned around and pressed both hands to her temples.
The throwing knife on her head suddenly flew out.
"Slash!"
The Tyrannosaurus's head was severed on the spot, and blood splattered across the ground.
Bulma's hair stood on end in fright.
Seeing the Tyrannosaurus's head land before her, the girl covered her eyes and screamed in panic, "No! Daddy, I'm so scared!"
At the same time, her hat fired lasers, blasting the dinosaur's body until not even bones remained.
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