Gravity Cultivation

The main reason Soro wanted to make a trip to Namek this time was to use the Namekian Dragon to grant himself the ability to survive in the vacuum of space.

Or perhaps he could wish for the ability to survive in any environment; that would work too.

As for whether the system would ever roll such an ability... Soro didn't hold much hope for that for the time being.

By comparison, the Dragon was a much more reliable bet.

Now, what Soro needed to do was raise his base combat power as quickly as possible.

He would see if training in the Gravity Training Room could achieve the expected results.

It was a pity that Senzu Beans were in short supply during this period; if he had enough of them, he could have used the near-death recovery method to boost his combat power.

"Soro," Dr. Briefs said to Soro with a smile, pushing up the glasses on the bridge of his nose, "I've finished building the Gravity Training Room just as you asked. The maximum gravity is 100 times."

"Thank you!" Soro thanked him immediately.

"We're family, no need to be so formal," Dr. Briefs said with a wave of his hand, patting Soro on the shoulder with a meaningful look.

His palm patted Soro's shoulder twice.

"Family?" Soro was slightly stunned, his brows knitting together.

"But next time with Bulma... you know..." Dr. Briefs said earnestly, his gaze behind his lenses carrying a hint of seriousness, "don't let her take that medicine again!"

Soro: "..."

Soro's mouth twitched, his entire face twisting slightly.

Are you all misunderstanding something?

"This..." Soro was caught between laughter and tears, waving his hands in front of him, "Bulma and I really have nothing going on, Doctor, you've misunderstood."

"We're all adults, no need to be shy!" Dr. Briefs laughed, his eyes squinting into slits.

He paused and held up a finger.

"At 11 o'clock that night, I saw Bulma go to your room."

"She went to my room because we were modifying the spaceship," Soro replied, his tone calm, "There were some things we needed to reach a consensus on."

"Hahaha, no need to explain so much," Dr. Briefs said with a laugh, patting Soro's shoulder again, "I understand."

Soro simply stopped talking, his lips pressed into a thin line.

Why does the misunderstanding only get deeper the more I explain?

He shifted his gaze into the distance, looking at the large tree in the yard.

"But having said that," Dr. Briefs sighed at length, his hands behind his back, "Bulma hasn't had a boyfriend all these years... the only one she's ever taken a liking to is you."

"I heard from Krillin that that Yamcha who died..." Soro asked tentatively, his gaze sweeping across the doctor's face.

However, before Soro could finish his sentence, Dr. Briefs had already cut in.

"You mean Yamcha?" Dr. Briefs smiled, adjusting his glasses as the lenses caught the light, "He certainly kept pursuing Bulma, but Bulma never cared for him at all!"

"Oh?" Soro rubbed his chin, his fingers stroking his jaw as he fell into deep thought.

In this timeline, it seemed Bulma and Yamcha never ended up together.

"When Bulma was 10 years old, she was kidnapped by some bad guys..." Dr. Briefs let out a long sigh, his hands behind his back as he looked toward the distant sky, "It was a person named Soro who saved her..."

He paused, his voice dropping a little lower.

"That incident happened a long time ago, and she can't even remember what that person who shares your name looks like anymore!"

"There's such a thing?" Soro was slightly startled, his brows arching upward.

Someone with the same name as me saved Bulma when she was 10?

Soro's eyes flickered.

Could it be that I rolled some kind of time-traveling skill, happened to go back to the year Bulma was 10, and saved her?

Soro considered it seriously, tapping his chin twice, and felt that this idea had a high probability of being true.

So that was the reason Bulma had never taken a boyfriend.

Mm-hmm! A perfect closed loop!

The corners of Soro's mouth curled up, though he quickly pulled them back down.

Alright, now is not the time to be thinking about these things.

There were still 100 cat-eared beauties on Atlantis Planet.

He should put the matter of Bulma aside for now!

The most urgent thing right now was to quickly raise his base combat power.

It would be best to raise his combat power to 3 million; only then would he have a fighting chance against Frieza on Namek.

Otherwise, going there would be a waste of time!

"Doctor, I'm going in to train now!" Soro chuckled, hurriedly walking toward the direction of the Gravity Training Room.

"Spend more time taking Bulma out and about, and work on your relationship," Dr. Briefs said from behind Soro, his voice not loud, but every word crystal clear.

Soro's mouth twitched, and he immediately quickened his pace, practically fleeing into the Gravity Training Room.

"Clang!"

The metal door shut behind him with a dull thud.

Once inside the training room, Soro took a deep breath, his chest expanding, before exhaling slowly.

Following that, Soro adjusted his mindset and approached the main control console.

His fingers hovered over the buttons on the console for a moment before he set the gravity to 10 times that of Earth.

"Whoosh!"

Instantly, Soro felt his body sink, his knees buckling slightly.

A heavy pressure bore down on him from all directions, as if an invisible giant hand were pressing against his shoulders.

He nearly collapsed to the floor, bracing himself against the console with both hands to steady his body.

Although Soro was born on Planet Vegeta and had lived there for the first five years of his life, naturally adapting to that planet's gravity.

The gravity of Planet Vegeta was 10 times that of Earth.

However, the gravity on Atlantis Planet was only half that of Earth.

In other words, if Soro weighed 80 kilograms on Earth, he would only weigh 40 kilograms on Atlantis Planet.

In truth, this was the reason why Soro's combat power had been improving so slowly.

After all, the gravity on Atlantis Planet was too low, making it difficult to hone his body.

On top of that, Atlantis Planet had only just entered the steam age; talent was scarce, and since the population was entirely female, they lacked an advantage in scientific research, making it difficult to develop high-tech marvels like the Gravity Training Room.

In Soro's view, the fact that Atlantis Planet had managed to reach the steam age was already a testament to the high intelligence of those cat-women.

Now that he had arrived on Earth and gained access to the Gravity Training Room built by Bulma and Dr. Briefs, Soro had to make the most of it to temper his body.

Once his base combat power increased, his overall combat power would also skyrocket.

Soro first attempted to adapt to the side effects brought on by 10 times Earth's gravity.

He stood in place, hands hanging at his sides, feeling the pressure spread across every inch of his muscles.

Fortunately, his combat power was relatively high, and in less than five minutes, he had completely adapted to the 10-fold gravity.

The feeling of heaviness in his body gradually vanished, and his breathing became steady.

However, Soro felt that something was not quite right.

He frowned, tapping his chin with his finger.

Let me think about this carefully...

My current base combat power is 1,000, but with this [Combat Power ×50] skill in effect...

So my actual combat power has always been 50,000.

With a combat power of 50,000, it is indeed very easy to adapt to 10 times gravity.

So, is there any way to turn off this [Combat Power ×50] passive skill?