Creation

"You!"

King Piccolo glared furiously at Sun Wukong. He had never imagined that he would die at the hands of a human child.

"B-Big... King Piccolo!"

Pilaf and the others were horrified.

Especially Piano, King Piccolo's underling. With King Piccolo dead, how could he possibly survive?

"Y-you... damn it!"

King Piccolo wasn't dead yet. He still had a final breath left in him.

"King Piccolo, are you all right?"

Pilaf asked with concern.

King Piccolo said nothing. His body swayed as he walked outside.

Once outside, King Piccolo opened his mouth and spat out a giant white egg, which flew into the distance.

"Piccolo, you must remember to avenge your father!"

After saying this, King Piccolo immediately collapsed and died.

"B-Big... King Piccolo!"

Pilaf and the others, who had followed him outside, turned deathly pale with fright.

Just then, they suddenly realized that Sun Wukong and the others, who had been following behind them, had vanished.

"Mai, where did Sun... Sun Wukong and the others go?"

"I-I don't know!"

Mai shook her head.

Afterward, the four of them returned to the plane. They only breathed a sigh of relief once they were sure Sun Wukong and the others had left.

"Looks like we weren't their target!"

Piano said, "Yeah, I never thought I'd make it out alive!"

"I think he just thought you were too weak to be worth killing."

Shu added insult to injury.

"What did you say!"

Piano roared furiously.

"Hmm!"

The three of them all turned to look at Piano.

Earlier, Piano had had King Piccolo to back him up. Now, they weren't afraid of him anymore.

Seeing this, Piano immediately shut his mouth.

"Heh heh!"

At that moment, a sly grin suddenly appeared on Pilaf's face.

Shu and Mai saw it and grinned slyly, too.

"Y-you... what are you planning to do?"

Thud!

Pilaf kicked forward hard with his right foot, sending Piano tumbling out of the plane.

"Diu..."

Piano fell onto a large tree.

High in the clear blue sky, a monster was flying swiftly forward.

The monster was Cymbal, one of King Piccolo's underlings.

Suddenly, two figures appeared in front of him.

They were Sun Wukong and Android 8.

Seeing the two figures appear out of nowhere, Cymbal quickly came to a stop.

Just as he was about to ask who they were, Sun Wukong suddenly fired a ki blast from his right hand.

Cymbal didn't have time to react before the blast hit him and wiped him out.

Afterward, Sun Wukong used Instant Transmission to take Android 8 back to Bulma's house.

"Wukong, have you finished what you needed to do?"

"Yeah!"

Sun Wukong nodded.

"Since you have, how about coming with me to West City for a stroll?"

"What about Android 8?"

Bulma glanced at Android 8, who was third-wheeling, and for a moment didn't know how to bring it up.

"Wukong, you two go ahead! I'd like to take a walk around the yard."

Android 8 spoke up.

Hearing this, Bulma immediately thought much better of Android 8.

Sun Wukong looked at Android 8.

"It's fine, you two go ahead!"

"Then you'll stay in the yard, okay?"

"Yeah!"

"Then let's go, Wukong!"

Bulma said with a smile.

"Okay!"

The two of them then left the yard and went to the front of Bulma's house.

Bulma opened a Hoi-Poi Capsule containing a car and tossed it onto the road ahead.

With a puff of white smoke, a blue convertible flying car appeared on the ground.

Bulma opened the car door and sat in the driver's seat.

Sun Wukong got in after her and sat in the passenger seat.

Bulma pressed down on the accelerator with her right foot and drove off.

A little over ten minutes later, Bulma drove to a nearby shopping mall and bought Sun Wukong some casual clothes.

Among them were a few matching outfits for couples.

Sun Wukong certainly wasn't going to wear those, but Bulma insisted on buying them, so there was nothing he could do.

After they finished shopping, it was getting late, so Bulma took Sun Wukong to a nearby restaurant for a meal.

Android 8 was a robot and didn't need to eat, so Sun Wukong hadn't gone back to bring him along.

After they finished eating, Sun Wukong used Instant Transmission to take Bulma back to her house.

"Wukong, you're back!"

"Yeah!"

"Wukong, did you two go on a date?"

Mrs. Brief asked with a smile.

"No, Bulma and I just went for a walk and bought some clothes!"

"Is that so!"

Mrs. Brief seemed a little disappointed.

"By the way, Bulma, there's a bomb inside Android 8. Could you help remove it?"

"A... a bomb!"

Bulma was startled.

"Sun Wukong, how did you know there's a bomb inside me?"

"That old white-haired man told me!"

"Do you mean General White?"

"Probably!"

"Okay!"

After thinking it over, Bulma agreed.

Android 8 looked at Sun Wukong, deeply moved.

That afternoon, with Dr. Brief's help, Bulma successfully removed the bomb from Android 8.

"Thank you!"

Android 8 thanked them both.

"It's nothing. After all, you're Wukong's friend!"

The backyard of Bulma's house.

Sun Wukong was thinking about what wish to make with the Dragon Balls from the Dragon Ball System.

"System, I want to make a wish!"

"Sure. What would you like to wish for, Master?"

"For my first wish, I want to have the same healing abilities as a Namekian!"

"Okay!"

As soon as the words were out, a vast amount of knowledge about Namekian healing techniques appeared in Sun Wukong's mind.

"Master, your first wish has been granted!"

"Yeah!"

Sun Wukong nodded.

"My second wish is to learn Fortune Teller Baba's fortune-telling techniques!"

"Okay!"

As soon as the words were out, a vast amount of knowledge about fortune-telling appeared in Sun Wukong's mind.

"Master, your second wish has been granted!"

"Okay. My third wish is to have God of Destruction Creation abilities!"

"Okay!"

"Master, your wish has been granted!"

"Has it?"

"Yes, Master. If you don't believe me, you can try creating a sword!"

"How do I do that?"

"Just picture the design of the sword in your mind, then decide that you want to create it!"

"Really?"

After hearing that, Sun Wukong immediately pictured the Turtle School martial arts uniform he was wearing, then changed the turtle character on it to the character for 'Wukong.'

Poof!

As soon as he finished imagining it, an orange-red martial arts uniform appeared, with a large 'Wukong' character on it.

"I did it!"

Just then, Bulma came out with Android 8.

"Wukong!"

"Android 8, Bulma!"

Bulma nodded, then looked at the uniform in Sun Wukong's hand.

"What's that outfit?"