He's Not My Boyfriend, Why Should He Care So Much

Descending from the sky, Lin Chuan landed outside the laboratory and carefully examined the twenty-meter-tall metal steel frame.

If he wasn't mistaken, this must have been set up to build a spaceship, right?

Otherwise, Lin Chuan truly couldn't imagine what other behemoth would require such a massive metal frame for support.

Bulma really didn't do things by halves; once she decided to build, she went straight for a large-scale spaceship.

For the monotony of space travel, it was true that the larger the spaceship, the more one could alleviate their mood through activities in different areas, and there was simply more that could be done.

Unlike small spaceships, where one could only stay in a fixed spot and could barely even stretch their body.

Take the Frieza Force's single-person pods, for example; one could only sit in the cabin and hibernate to pass the long stretches of time.

Lin Chuan was looking forward to seeing what this spaceship would look like once it was truly completed.

Turning around, Lin Chuan entered the laboratory.

Having been here several times, he was familiar with the route, and after the security robots verified his identity, they did not block Lin Chuan's path.

He stepped inside.

It was an incredibly vast interior space.

At a glance, countless mechanical devices were in operation, which was exceptionally breathtaking.

It was like a super-tech factory, with many machines being operated with the assistance of AI robots.

Looking toward a corner of the laboratory, Lin Chuan saw Bulma working intently.

She was operating a computer, with Dr. Brief assisting her nearby, holding a tablet in his hand as if checking data.

As Bulma input information into the computer, the large, square metal block at the front began to emit a series of rumbling sounds.

Countless circuits, combined with information transmission and the delivery of sufficient energy, completely activated this massive block of unknown purpose.

Walking over to Bulma and Dr. Brief, Lin Chuan did not interrupt them, instead relying on his own knowledge to guess what they were doing.

Without a doubt, the giant metal block before him was the research result of Bulma and Dr. Brief.

If they wanted him to assist, it likely had everything to do with this.

Otherwise, Lin Chuan couldn't think of anything else, and there were no other novel items to be seen here.

Could this be...

With a flicker of thought, he looked closer. Directly in front of the large metal cube, a metal door stood open, revealing an empty interior. He could clearly see what it looked like inside.

Gravity Training Room!

There was no other possible explanation.

Otherwise, what would be the point of building such a metal room?

"Hey! Why didn't you say anything when you arrived?" Having completed the final crucial step, Bulma wiped the beads of sweat from her forehead and let out a sigh of relief. Only then did she shift her attention, notice Lin Chuan, and stand up to speak.

It wasn't that she was slow-witted; she had been so focused on her research that she hadn't expected Lin Chuan to arrive so quickly, nor had she been distracted.

Dr. Brief also relaxed, putting down the tablet in his hand and lighting a cigarette. "It's a good thing the last step didn't fail, otherwise your trip would have been for nothing. Still, we'll need you to test it to confirm if it's truly a success."

After saying this, Dr. Brief took a deep drag, loosening his tense nerves.

People like them, who engage in scientific research, often need to rely on certain things to keep their spirits up during critical moments.

Cigarettes were the most effective method; they not only refreshed the mind but also helped one relax.

In the original story, Bulma had also developed a smoking habit due to her scientific research.

She tried to quit twice later on; the first time was when she was pregnant with Trunks, though she didn't quit completely then. It wasn't until she was pregnant with Bulla that she finally kicked the habit for good.

Of course, whether she succeeded back then because of Whis's help was unknown.

In the Super era, given the relationship between Bulma and the angel Whis, a small matter like quitting smoking shouldn't be an issue for an angel who was virtually omnipotent.

His gaze followed Bulma's movements. Seeing her pick up the pack of women's cigarettes from the table, Lin Chuan was slightly stunned. He hadn't expected that Bulma would already be inseparable from cigarettes at this point in time.

Looking at the ashtray on the table, which was overflowing with cigarette butts, Lin Chuan confirmed that Bulma's addiction was already quite significant.

He wouldn't say he hated it, but this stuff was definitely not good for Bulma.

Although it could serve to refresh the mind and relax the body, the downsides were far greater if the addiction became too severe.

Lin Chuan instinctively snatched the pack of cigarettes away and crushed it into a ball, drawing a glare from Bulma.

She had finally finished the last step and just wanted a smoke to ease her tense mood—what was this about?

"A great beauty like you smoking like an old chain-smoker doesn't suit you."

"You should touch this stuff less in the future. There are many ways to refresh yourself and relax; smoking is the least advisable one."

"Someone as smart as you should understand this."

As his voice trailed off, Lin Chuan tossed the crumpled pack of cigarettes directly into the trash can.

Hearing this and witnessing such behavior, Bulma nearly fainted from anger. "You're not my boyfriend, so why do you care so much?"

The expression on her face might as well have had four words written on it: None of your business.

Just as she was about to explode, Dr. Brief stepped in between them and said a few words, effectively extinguishing Bulma's fire.

The gist of it was that as his daughter, Bulma was top-tier in both intelligence and appearance.

However, she was a grown woman now, yet instead of learning good habits, she only picked up bad ones, and her flaws were only growing.

Finally, he delivered a stinging remark.

He essentially said that for all these years, Bulma had not only wasted her youth on Yamcha without achieving much of anything, but she had also turned to smoking and drinking to drown her sorrows. In the end, the sorrows remained, but her addictions had only grown worse.

In the past, Dr. Brief would have turned a blind eye to Bulma, leaving her to her own devices.

After all, his daughter was grown, and she didn't need him to worry about her so much.

But now, the arrival of Lin Chuan had changed many things, leading Dr. Brief to decide that he would help his daughter make some changes.

If Yamcha was gone, then he was gone!

The past would always pass, and a new future would always arrive.

Lin Chuan was clearly much more outstanding.

He also felt that his daughter must have some interest in Lin Chuan; otherwise, why would she let him stay in their home, seeing him every time she looked up?

The key was that his daughter had agreed to help repair and build a Spaceship, and had even taken on the task of constructing a Gravity Training Room on top of that...

Even though he knew his daughter longed to reach greater heights in the field of scientific research, it was clear that beyond that reason, she wanted to help Lin Chuan.

Bulma had no idea that her father had completely misinterpreted her intentions.

Although she was very satisfied with Lin Chuan's appearance and physique, and his strength was incredibly formidable, she was not the type of woman to change her affections so easily.

Especially since her previous relationship had ended so abruptly, and she and Yamcha had never fully cleared the air.

No matter how much she liked Lin Chuan, she would never be the one to make the first move.