On New Namek, the seven Dragon Ball lay quietly on the grass, gleaming with a soft golden light due to Dragon Ball proximity.
Sun Zhuo's face was flushed, his forehead was covered in fine sweat, and his short legs buckled, causing him to sit down on the ground.
"I'm so tired, Mom!"
I've traveled all over Namek to collect all seven Dragon Ball!
I don't care, I want ice cream!
Seeing her daughter's exhausted appearance, Bulma patted the Hoi-Poi Capsule bag at her waist and said, "I know, my little hero."
"Thanks to you, otherwise it would have taken me at least half a month to collect all these Dragon Ball."
Sun Zhuo smiled smugly.
"Hehehe, I'm awesome, right?----"
"Amazing! Zhuozhuo is the best!"
As she spoke, Bulma found the Hoi-Poi Capsule in the refrigerator and threw it on the ground.
With a soft "thump," a refrigerator appeared.
Bulma opened the refrigerator door and handed a full box of chilled ice cream to Sun Zhuo.
Then, she opened a vanilla-flavored one for herself.
Sun Zhuo's eyes immediately lit up, and he grabbed the ice cream and started taking big bites, his fatigue instantly vanishing.
"Phew, eating ice cream feels so good!"
Bulma leaned against the side, gently biting into her ice cream, finally relaxing a little.
She looked up at the sky and said, "Strange, we resurrected your father back on Planet Cereal, why hasn't she come looking for us yet?"
While eating, Sun Zhuo casually remarked, "Maybe Dad met a pretty lady in the Other World and didn't want to come back—"
Bulma scoffed. "Pretty lady, you don't want to come back???"
As Sun Zhuo ate, he nodded and said, "Yes, Dad is so handsome and strong, there must be a lot of girls who like him—"
Bulma shook her head and said, "You're always talking nonsense. Don't watch any more mindless dramas; your brain's about to break down—"
"No, that's how it's portrayed on TV!" Sun Zhuo retorted.
Bulma said, "It might be possible for others, but your dad definitely won't!"
I can sense that his most relaxed time is when I'm occasionally away on business trips.
Now that they're separated by death, and no one's watching over him anymore, he'll definitely be engrossed in cultivating some ultimate technique, rather than seeking out other women."
Elder Muri stood to the side, watching the mother and daughter eat snacks and chat with a kind expression, remaining silent.
I don't know how much time passed.
With a "whoosh!" sound.
The air trembled slightly, and a familiar figure suddenly landed on the ground.
Son Mirai stood in the sunlight, his gaze fixed directly on Bulma and Sun Zhuo.
" Bulma, Zhuozhuo, I'm back!"
Sun Zhuo almost dropped her ice cream, then jumped up and screamed as she rushed over, "Daddy!!"
Son Mirai squatted down and picked up Sun Zhuo.
"Sweetie, have you missed Daddy?"
Sun Zhuo's sticky ice cream got onto Son Mirai's clothes, and he rubbed ice cream crumbs from his mouth against Son Mirai's shoulder.
"Daddy, Zhuozhuo misses you so much!"
Son Mirai looked tenderly at his daughter and replied, "Daddy too—"
When Bulma saw Son Mirai finally return, she was startled, and the ice cream in her hand fell to the ground with a "plop".
Longing, worry, and joy all surged up at once.
"You're finally back----"
Son Mirai put his daughter down and opened his arms to Bulma.
"Thank you for your hard work, Bulma!"
Bulma had been having a great time these past few days, but he suddenly said she was tired.
Bulma's eyes welled up with tears, and she rushed into Son Mirai 'Son Mirai arms, hugging him tightly.
The family of three was finally reunited.
The warm embrace hadn't even faded when Son Goku suddenly appeared.
He spoke faster than he acted, greeting everyone directly.
" Son Mirai ----"
Suddenly, Son Goku saw Son Mirai and Bulma embracing, and he was momentarily embarrassed.
"Oh dear, it seems I've arrived at a rather unfortunate time—"
This sudden commotion shattered the tender embrace of the family of three.
Bulma had just wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes when she looked up and saw Goku. She slapped him, both annoyed and amused.
"Couldn't you have come a little slower? Can't you see we just got reunited!"
Son Goku chuckled foolishly.
Hehe, sorry----
Suddenly, Son Goku's gaze swept over the seven golden Dragon Ball on the ground, and his eyes lit up.
"Wow! As expected of you, Bulma! You've collected all the Dragon Ball! We can make a wish now!"
Bulma said, " The Namek Dragon Ball can only revive one person. We need to revive the Namekian can take on the role of Earth's Kami first."
You need to think about your wish first; you can't just do whatever you want.
Son Goku nodded. "That makes sense."
Son Mirai said, "I've already decided, we'll just have Porunga revive Dende."
"Let him come with us to Earth. Once the Dragon Ball on Earth are activated, they can revive a large number of people."
Son Goku exclaimed excitedly, "Yes, that's what I thought too, but—"
Goku hesitated for a moment and scratched his head.
"But how can we bring them back to life? This disaster has claimed far too many lives."
Should we revive those absorbed by Cell first, or those killed by Broly, or those killed by Majin Buu?
Bulma frowned when she heard Goku's question.
"Yes, so many people want to be resurrected, but the Dragon Ball on Earth can only grant one wish. What should we do?"
Instead of making one wish per year, why not make one wish per year according to the order in which you die?
Son Goku asked, "But I remember that the Shenron can only revive people who died within the last year, right?"
Bulma's expression changed drastically.
"Yes, that's a problem—"
We almost didn't survive this disaster.
Cell, Broly, Buu appeared one after another, plunging the entire universe into chaos.
So much so that even a large number of Dragon Ball to revive the dragons weren't enough.
Regarding the question of who to resurrect, Son Mirai seemed to have thought of something, but he couldn't quite grasp that spark of inspiration and began to ponder it carefully.
Muri said, "Let's revive Dende first. He's the most talented dragon among Namekian. I believe the Dragon Ball he creates will be more powerful than the Dragon Ball from Earth before."
Let's revive him first, then consider what wishes we have.
Son Mirai nodded. "Okay, let's revive Dende first!"
Goku immediately remembered something and quickly said, "By the way, Elder Muri, besides reviving Dende, I have another wish!"
Muri nodded. "Go ahead and tell him, I'll also pass it on to Porunga."
Goku smiled broadly and said, "I want all the Earthling to forget about Majin Buu!"
Bulma froze for a moment, then burst out laughing in exasperation.
What's going on?
Bulma crossed her arms and glanced at him sideways, her tone utterly speechless. " Son Goku, have you been fighting too much? All you've got in your head is muscles?"
He killed so many people and destroyed so many families, and now you want everyone to erase all memories of him?
Goku scratched his head and said, "But it was done by the Evil Buu half of his personality."
The current Buu only has half a kind personality; he would never do anything bad.
Bulma shook her head and said, "I disagree!"
"Why erase the memories of Earthling just so that Majin Buu can be reborn as a human? What's the justification for that?"
Goku scratched his head, looking somewhat embarrassed.
"Can't I do that? But I've already agreed. This is really a headache—"
Son Mirai hadn't taken this matter seriously at first, but after hearing Bulma's words, he suddenly thought of a story about the World Tree and a hero—
He immediately advised, "Forget it, Goku, don't let everyone forget about him."
Just bring Majin Buu to Satan. Let Satan explain any difficulties to the whole world.
He gained a world-class hero for nothing, so he has to bear all this pressure.
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