"Good morning, Uncle!"
The next morning at 7:30, after taking Bulma to school, Zhou Zilong arrived at Capsule Corporation. Smiling, he greeted Bulma's father, Dr. Brief.
"Oh, Zilong. What brings you here so early?" Dr. Brief looked up, saw Zhou Zilong, and set aside his work.
"Uncle, I'd like to ask you some questions about technology," Zhou Zilong said respectfully. "Although I'm a martial artist, I'd also like to learn about technology so I can better face all kinds of challenges in the future!"
A note of admiration flashed in Dr. Brief's eyes. He nodded and said, "Very good, Zilong. Technology is indeed a powerful force. It lets us see a much broader world. Since you're interested, I'll recommend a few introductory books on scientific research."
With that, Dr. Brief took several thick books from the shelf and handed them to Zhou Zilong. "These books cover the basic theories of technology, experimental methods, and practical applications. I'm sure they'll be helpful!"
Zhou Zilong accepted the books, feeling deeply grateful. He knew they were an invaluable treasure to him.
Using his God-Tier Super Brainpower, Zhou Zilong quickly mastered the material and integrated what he'd learned. He discovered that technology and the Martial Way had a lot in common, such as understanding and using energy, and training and modifying the body.
Over the next several days, Zhou Zilong spent long stretches in the laboratory, conducting theoretical and practical experiments with Dr. Brief. Dr. Brief was greatly impressed.
"Zilong, you're one of the most scientifically gifted people I've ever met," Dr. Brief said, looking at him with admiration.
Zhou Zilong smiled modestly. "You're too kind, Uncle. I'm just interested in technology!"
Still, Zhou Zilong didn't let it go to his head. He understood that technology's potential was limitless, and he still had a long way to go.
"Uncle, do you have any science books related to gravity?" A month had passed since he'd moved in with Bulma. One early morning, after taking her to school, Zhou Zilong went to the laboratory to ask Dr. Brief. He wanted to try building a gravity chamber for his training.
Dr. Brief stopped working and looked up at Zhou Zilong, a hint of admiration in his eyes. He smiled and nodded. "Zilong, you're certainly eager to learn. I do have a few books about gravity, but I should warn you: technology is a powerful force. It can benefit humanity, but it can also bring disaster. Remember to use it for the right reasons."
Zhou Zilong nodded earnestly to show he understood. He took the books Dr. Brief handed him, returned to his room, and immersed himself in their contents.
As soon as he opened the first book, Zhou Zilong was captivated by its profound theories. Using his God-Tier Super Brainpower, he quickly absorbed and integrated the material. As time passed, his understanding of gravity deepened, and his plans for building a training chamber began to take shape.
Guided by the theories he'd learned, Zhou Zilong began building his own Gravity Training Room. He used the laboratory's equipment and materials, constantly experimenting and making adjustments. By day, he immersed himself in experiments and design; by night, he used his superpowers to run simulations and tests. He encountered many difficulties along the way, but never gave up.
Bulma and Dr. Brief were moved by Zhou Zilong's determination and perseverance. They often offered advice and assistance. Bulma used her knowledge of technology to suggest some innovative ideas, while Dr. Brief drew on his extensive experience to help Zhou Zilong solve numerous technical problems.
After a month of hard work, Zhou Zilong finally succeeded in building his own Gravity Training Room. It could simulate gravity ranging from one to one hundred times normal.
"Good thing I only set it to three times gravity. Any more, and I couldn't handle it yet." Zhou Zilong stood in the center of the training room, sweat soaking through his training clothes. He adjusted the gravity settings and felt the immense pressure bearing down on him like a mountain. Even breathing became difficult.
But Zhou Zilong didn't back down. He gritted his teeth, his gaze firm and sharp, as though he could pierce through the layers of gravity holding him down. He swung his fists, every strike carrying thunderous force, as if he meant to tear the Gravity Training Room apart.
His steps were steady and strong, each movement leaving deep marks on the floor. Under the crushing gravity, his figure seemed to grow ever taller, as if he were the pillar holding up the training room.
Zhou Zilong knew he was still far from his goal. He didn't just want to become the strongest on Earth; he wanted to stand at the pinnacle of the universe and test himself against the legendary warriors. To reach that goal, he had to keep challenging his limits and breaking through his boundaries.
He imagined himself becoming like the protagonist, Goku, with incredible strength and an unyielding fighting spirit.
But he also understood that the road ahead wouldn't be easy. For now, he had to work harder and sweat more than others to get farther along this path.
Zhou Zilong took a deep breath and threw another punch. He felt his muscles trembling under the pressure of gravity, but he didn't give up. Gritting his teeth, he kept going, challenging his limits again and again.
Time passed slowly inside the training room. Zhou Zilong had forgotten all about it. There was only one thought in his mind: become stronger!
"Zilong, it's time to eat! Come have dinner!" Just as Zhou Zilong continued training with total focus, Bulma's voice came from outside the door.
Hearing Bulma, Zhou Zilong finally realized how long he'd been inside. He was tired, but his heart was full of satisfaction and joy. He knew he'd made considerable progress, which filled him with confidence about the future.
"Okay, you go ahead and eat. I'll shower and then join you," Zhou Zilong called back. He switched off the Gravity Training Room and went into the bathroom next door. The hot water washed over him, carrying away his fatigue and grime. He felt relaxed and refreshed, as if all his worries had been washed away.
After dinner, Zhou Zilong returned to his room and lay down on his bed, thinking back over his training that day. He felt he'd made great progress, but knew he still had a long way to go. He closed his eyes, ready to get some rest and prepare for the next day's training.
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