The land had been cleared and leveled, so Bulma reluctantly climbed off Son Gohan.
"Come on, I'll show you!"
He took Bulma by the hand and led her forward. When they reached the door, Son Gohan simply pushed it open.
With a crack, the entire door fell off.
They wouldn't be using the house anymore anyway, so he hadn't held back. The whole wooden door felt as light as foam in his hand, and Son Gohan casually tossed it aside.
A beautiful spherical spaceship came into view.
It was small and compact. The outer shell looked a little battered, perhaps from the impact when it landed, but the inside was completely undamaged.
At the very front of the sphere was a transparent "glass door." Through it, they could make out the sophisticated control console inside.
"Here it is. Small spaceships like this are usually made for just one person, and they have a flight hibernation system inside."
"When people travel through the vast universe, they set their destination and go into hibernation. That way, they don't have to worry about running out of supplies during the journey."
"I guess I was lucky. If Uncle Bardock hadn't saved me at the last moment, risking the chance that Goku and I would both perish in space, you might never have met me."
The spaceship wasn't very heavy, so Son Gohan carried it by himself to the open ground outside.
Looking at the battered ship, he felt as if he had returned to Planet Vegeta, far away in the universe.
He remembered that heart-stopping day.
Although he hadn't been rendered helpless after crossing over into the body of a Saiyan infant, a baby still couldn't defend himself in a crisis like that.
Bulma didn't interrupt Wuneng's recollections. Seeing the sorrow cloud his face,