Dragon Ball

"We've been talking for so long, and I still don't know your name! Little brother!"

"I'm not a little brother, my name is Sun Wukong!"

Hearing Bulma's form of address, Sun Wukong felt a bit displeased.

Although he was only twelve years old now, his age from his previous life was much greater than Bulma's.

"Sun Wukong!"

"And you?"

"Bu... Bulma!"

Bulma hesitated for a moment before speaking.

"Bulma (No way)!"

Sun Wukong burst into laughter upon hearing this.

"You jerk!"

Bulma glared at Sun Wukong, looking somewhat angry.

"I don't like this name either, but it's the one my parents gave me, so what can I do about it?"

After laughing a few more times, Sun Wukong stopped.

Bulma's anger subsided slightly as she asked, "Wukong, where are you from? And what are you doing in these mountains?"

"What about you?"

Sun Wukong countered with his own question.

"My home is in West City, and I ran away from home to search for the Dragon Balls!"

"Dragon Balls!"

"That's right! You must be looking for the Dragon Balls too, right?"

Sun Wukong had the resonance of two Dragon Balls on him.

If Sun Wukong claimed he didn't know about the Dragon Balls, she wouldn't believe him for a second.

Sun Wukong nodded.

He sought out Bulma to see if she would be willing to hand over the Dragon Ball in her possession.

If she refused, he would use the two Dragon Balls he had to negotiate with her.

These two Dragon Balls were the Four-Star Dragon Ball from the late Son Gohan and the Three-Star Dragon Ball he had obtained from Master Roshi.

"Then Wukong, could you give me the two Dragon Balls you have?"

Bulma smiled.

"I suppose I could, but I have a condition!"

"A condition?"

"I want a gravity room!"

"What do you want a gravity room for?"

"To train!"

Hearing this, Bulma looked at the martial arts uniform Sun Wukong was wearing and asked, "You know martial arts?"

"Yeah!"

Sun Wukong nodded.

"Then Wukong, could you change your condition?"

"No!"

Sun Wukong shook his head.

"But there aren't any gravity rooms in the world right now! How about this, Wukong? Think about it and choose a different condition."

Bulma had never built a gravity room before, and she wasn't sure if she could even make one; naturally, the biggest issue was the time it would take.

"No!"

Sun Wukong refused once again.

"How about this, Bulma? Why don't you give me the Dragon Ball you have?"

"The Dragon Ball in my hand?"

"You said there aren't any gravity rooms in the world, so I'll just gather all seven Dragon Balls and ask Shenron for one!"

Bulma chuckled and said, "Then if I give you the Dragon Ball I have, what's in it for me?"

Sun Wukong thought for a moment and said.

"How about I marry you?"

"Pfft!"

Bulma almost spat out the saliva in her mouth when she heard this.

Was this giving her a benefit, or was he taking advantage of her?

Besides, didn't he say before that only pure-hearted people could ride the Flying Nimbus?

Thinking of this, Bulma angrily refused Sun Wukong's "benefit."

"No! And is this a benefit? You're clearly taking advantage of me!"

"Aren't you older than me?"

Bulma crossed her arms and snorted.

"So what if I'm older? Big sister, I... have many admirers too!"

"Oh, in that case, how about I teach you martial arts?"

"No!"

"Then what do you want in exchange for the Dragon Ball?"

Bulma thought for a moment.

"How about you give me the Dragon Ball?"

"But you don't have a gravity chamber?"

"Even though I don't have a gravity chamber, I can make one for you!"

"Okay!"

Sun Wukong thought for a moment and agreed.

Although he also had a Dragon Ball that could grant one wish, he didn't plan to use it to wish for a gravity chamber.

"But even though I agreed to make a gravity chamber for you, there are conditions!"

"Conditions?"

"That's right! You have to help me find the other seven Dragon Balls, and then I'll make a gravity chamber for you! You have two Dragon Balls, and I have two. We just need to find three more to gather all seven Dragon Balls!"

"Room and board included?"

"Included!"

"Then fine!"

Sun Wukong thought for a moment and agreed.

"So it's settled?"

"Mm!"

Sun Wukong nodded.

Seeing this, Bulma immediately took out a Hoi-Poi Capsule box from her backpack. Then she took out a Hoi-Poi Capsule from the box and threw it on the ground.

Bang!

With a puff of white smoke, a white motorcycle appeared on the ground.

"So Wukong, are you coming with me to search for the Dragon Balls now?"

Sun Wukong nodded.

"Then will you ride your cloud, or my motorcycle?"

"I'll ride my Flying Nimbus!"

The mountain roads here were rough everywhere. If he rode Bulma's motorcycle, his butt would definitely suffer.

"Alright then!"

Bulma put the Hoi-Poi Capsule box back in her bag.

"Flying Nimbus!"

Sun Wukong shouted and summoned the Flying Nimbus.

Bulma snorted and quickly got on her motorcycle, twisted the throttle, and sped off.

Because the motorcycle was going "very slowly," Sun Wukong only set the Flying Nimbus in motion after a minute and quickly overtook Bulma's motorcycle.

"Damn it!"

Bulma twisted the throttle and chased after the Flying Nimbus.

However, the motorcycle was too slow; how could it possibly keep up with the Flying Nimbus?

After realizing she couldn't catch the Flying Nimbus, Bulma slowly decelerated the motorcycle.

Dusk fell.

Having traveled all day, Bulma found an open space to stop, then took a Hoi-Poi Capsule shaped like a house from her bag and tossed it onto the ground.

Accompanied by a puff of white mist, a semi-circular house appeared on the clearing.

"Alright, Wukong, let's rest here for the night!"

"Okay!"

After speaking, Bulma immediately led Sun Wukong into the house.

Inside, there was a living room, a kitchen, a bathroom, and two bedrooms.

Bulma walked over to the refrigerator in the living room.

"Wukong, what would you like to drink?"

"Cola!"

"Here!"

Bulma took a can of cola from the fridge and gave it to Sun Wukong, while she grabbed a can of orange juice for herself.

Bulma cracked open her drink, took a sip, and then flopped directly onto the living room sofa.

"I'm so tired! I don't want to move a muscle!"

"Grumble..."

Just then, Sun Wukong's stomach suddenly let out a loud growl.

"There's stuff in the fridge, if you want something to eat, just help yourself!"

"Oh!"

Sun Wukong walked to the refrigerator and opened it; there was plenty of food inside, but most of it required cooking.

The items that didn't need cooking weren't enough to fill his stomach.

Sun Wukong closed the fridge and said to Bulma, who was lying on the sofa.

"Bulma, I'm going out for a bit, I'll be back soon!"

"Going out?"

Before Bulma could ask for details, Sun Wukong had already left the house.

Ten minutes later, Sun Wukong returned from the woods with a few wolves he had hunted.

Hearing the commotion outside, Bulma quickly rose from the sofa and opened the door.

When she saw the wolves, her eyes nearly popped out of her head in shock.

"...Wolves... wolves!"