Bulma?

Wang Yang's figure flickered repeatedly. With each flash, he appeared on a completely different planet.

Ever since learning Instant Transmission and becoming able to survive in space, Wang Yang had let loose completely. He constantly sensed life-forms across the universe and traveled to them using Instant Transmission.

That day, Wang Yang arrived soundlessly on a blue-green planet. A gentle breeze wafted by, carrying the fragrant scent of flowers.

Wang Yang immediately sensed that this was a habitable planet.

With his feet on the smooth ground, Wang Yang looked around. He was on an exceptionally lively street, with all kinds of shops lining both sides of the road, selling food, clothes, jewelry, and more.

The people around him were all human, just like him. Wang Yang smiled. After seeing all the bizarre life-forms in the universe, seeing humans again made him feel especially at home.

A rich aroma drifted over from nearby.

Gurgle!

As a Saiyan with a huge appetite, Wang Yang's stomach began rumbling the instant he smelled the delicious food, and his mouth filled with saliva.

"Bring me one of everything on the menu!"

Wang Yang headed for a lavishly decorated restaurant. The moment he stepped inside, he called out impatiently.

"How many people are in your party, sir?" The manager's eyes lit up. This was a big spender.

"Just me. Hurry up and bring out the food!" Wang Yang smiled.

"Our restaurant has over a hundred dishes. Can you really eat all that by yourself?" The manager looked the sturdy young man up and down suspiciously.

Sure, you're in great shape, but there's no way you can finish it all. If you do, I'll stand on my head and shit.

"Don't worry. Just bring it all out!" Wang Yang waved his hand. Saiyans had enormous appetites, and eating several times their own body weight in one sitting was no problem. Besides, he was constantly tempering his body. The energy coursing through him was incredibly vigorous, so he needed even more food.

Usually, the moment food reached his stomach, it was completely digested.

"All right!" Since the customer insisted, the manager didn't give it another thought. There were plenty of strange people in the world, after all. Some ordered food just to take pictures and never ate it.

Before long, dish after dish, each bursting with color, aroma, and flavor, arrived at the table.

Fragrant roast suckling pig, red-braised rooster, crispy grilled redfish, sizzling squid, fresh salmon sashimi...

Wang Yang's eyes lit up at the sight of all this food, both familiar and unfamiliar.

He tore off a large pig's trotter and began eating. Since he wasn't on the verge of starving to death, he ate quite neatly. He was fast, but nothing like the uncouth way most people ate.

Many diners in the restaurant stopped what they were doing and stared as Wang Yang rapidly devoured an entire roast suckling pig. Some of their jaws nearly hit the floor.

At a window-side table, a woman gazed into the distance through the glass. She had barely touched the food in front of her.

She wore a white dress that showed off her long, shapely legs. Her curvaceous figure drew frequent glances.

After finishing the roast suckling pig, Wang Yang wiped the grease from the corner of his mouth. He was about to ask for another when he noticed the woman by the window and couldn't help pausing in surprise.

She had delicate features, vivid red lips, and long blue-green hair draped over her shoulders. Two pink earrings adorned her ears, and she looked captivating.

Gazing at her profile, Wang Yang was suddenly struck by a strange sense of familiarity, along with a feeling of youthful days long gone.

Wasn't this my first time on this planet? Why did this woman stir such a curious feeling in me?

Could this be what a first love feels like?

Wang Yang felt his long-dormant heart beating faster, a stirring of desire deep inside him.

He had fallen for her.

He kept eating as he stole glances at her from time to time. Counting both his previous and current lives, he was already in his forties.

He had been alone all these years. Aside from the people on the Blue-Green Planet, the people on this planet were the only ones who looked so much like him. Now that he had seen such a beautiful woman, it would be a lie to say he wasn't interested. He wasn't about to stay single for the rest of his life.

Miss Wuhua, our paths have finally parted. Until we meet again—never!

"Beautiful miss, my name is Wang Yang. May I get to know you?" Wang Yang finished his last bowl of chicken soup, tidied himself up, then went over to her with a smile.

Happiness was something you had to pursue yourself. If he didn't make a move, was he supposed to wait for her to chase after him?

In his previous life, he had always fantasized about the woman of his dreams pursuing him. It was the wish of someone insecure, and in the end, the only one who had faithfully stayed by his side for life was Miss Wuhua.

With great power at his disposal, he had finally regained his confidence in this life and left his insecurities behind. Even with nothing to his name, he still wouldn't feel inferior.

"I don't think so. I already have a boyfriend." The woman smiled as she studied his sharply defined features.

She was rather pleased to be pursued by a handsome man. If she had been single, she would have gladly gotten to know him. But she was already taken, so she could only turn down his advances.

"..."

Wang Yang was speechless. He had finally taken a sudden fancy to a girl, only to find out she already had a boyfriend. What kind of rotten luck was that?

Was he destined to be alone for the rest of his life?

Wang Yang gloomily grabbed a braised pork knuckle from her table and bit into it as if venting his frustration.

He was only a little disappointed. He wasn't heartbroken or anything. After all, he had been attracted to her looks at first sight.

I think there's a girl on the Blue-Green Planet who can't stop thinking about me. She's an adult now. I wonder if she still remembers me... It's been so many years since I left. I kind of miss Uncle War Emperor.

Wang Yang's thoughts turned over as he muttered to himself.

"You remind me of a friend of mine," the woman across from him said, her gaze shifting.

"Oh? In what way?" Wang Yang asked, his voice muffled.

"He eats just as much as you!" The woman glanced at the table, where Wang Yang had eaten everything down to the bones.

"Really? What's his name?" Wang Yang asked casually.

"His name is Son Goku. He eats a lot and he's incredibly strong. Right now, he's the strongest person in the world." The woman smiled faintly. King Piccolo had wreaked havoc across the world, and no one could stop him. In the end, Son Goku was the one who defeated him. If he wasn't the strongest in the world, then who was?

Son Goku!

Wang Yang suddenly stopped eating. He chewed slowly, then lifted his head and studied the woman across from him. The longer he looked, the more familiar she seemed.

Wang Yang had a pretty good idea. She was probably Bulma.

Had I come to Earth? Wang Yang wondered. But it wasn't that strange. He had obtained the coordinates of planets across the universe and had been heading toward Earth.

"That's not necessarily true. Now that I'm here, I'm the strongest in the world." Wang Yang lifted his chin slightly and spoke with confidence.

As a Saiyan, he had to be confident.