The Oolong

"It's fine, Bulma, I already beat him to death!"

Sun Wukong replied.

"Beat him to death!"

Bulma snapped back to reality and said.

"Wukong, why did you catch a wolf?"

"To roast it, of course! You don't have any food in your fridge, so I had no choice but to catch a few wild wolves to fill my stomach!"

"You want to eat roasted wolf?"

"Yeah! Is there a problem with that? This roasted wolf is delicious. Once it's done, I'll share some with you!"

"No way, I don't want to eat something like that!"

After saying this, Bulma closed the door with a look of fear on her face.

Sun Wukong chuckled and went into the woods to gather some firewood.

A while later, Sun Wukong lit the firewood and began roasting the wolf.

An hour later, the wolf was roasted. Sun Wukong sprinkled some cumin over the meat and began to tear into it.

"Mmm, it smells so good! Could this be the scent of Wukong's roasted wolf meat?"

Inside the room, Bulma said after catching the aroma of the roasted meat.

"No, I told Wukong I wouldn't eat roasted wolf meat. I absolutely cannot be tempted!"

Because of her fear of wolves, Bulma ultimately resisted the temptation.

A long time later, Sun Wukong finished eating the wolf he had caught and let out a massive burp.

"System, I want to make a wish!"

"What is your wish, Master?"

"I want to possess the ability to survive in outer space!"

"Understood, Master!"

"Master, your wish has been granted. The Dragon Balls cannot be used for the time being; they must recharge for one year before they can be used again!"

"By the way, System, how can I increase the number of wishes granted by the Dragon Balls to three?"

"Replying to Master, that will have to wait until your strength reaches a certain level!"

"Mhm, besides that, Master must also sign in at the planet Namek to increase the number of wishes!"

"Is that so!"

"In short, given your current strength, Master, it is unlikely you can increase the number of wishes."

Just then, Bulma walked out of the house.

"Aren't you finished eating yet, Wukong?"

"I'm finished!"

"Oh, in that case, come inside with me, and I'll show you where your room is!"

"Oh!"

As she spoke, Bulma led Sun Wukong into the house and arrived at one of the rooms.

"This is your room!"

"Great!"

"Do you want to take a bath first? I can go draw the water for you."

"No need, you go ahead and wash up first!"

"Alright then!"

After saying this, Bulma left Sun Wukong's room.

The next morning.

Sun Wukong woke up early to train.

When it was nearly seven o'clock, seeing that Bulma still hadn't woken up, Sun Wukong went to her room to wake her.

At this moment, Bulma was lying on the bed in a completely unladylike sleeping position, with a bit of drool leaking from her mouth.

"Bulma, it's already seven o'clock!"

"It's already seven?"

Bulma let out a yawn and slowly crawled out of bed.

Sun Wukong nodded and said.

"Bulma, you drooled a lot while you were sleeping!"

"What!"

Bulma touched her mouth with her hand and discovered that there was indeed some drool on the corner of her lips.

"Bulma, did you have some kind of dream last night?"

Sun Wukong laughed.

"No... nothing at all!"

After saying that, Bulma walked out of the room.

Ten minutes later, Bulma heated up some bread and brewed two cups of coffee for their breakfast.

Because the coffee Bulma brewed was very bitter, Sun Wukong only ate some bread.

After finishing breakfast, the two set off once again.

"By the way, Wukong, who did you learn your martial arts from?"

"I learned them from my grandfather's master!"

"Then what is your grandfather's master's name?"

"Master Roshi!"

"Master Roshi? Then where is your home?"

"Mount Paozu!"

Two hours later, the two arrived at a village.

As soon as the villagers saw the two of them, they shut their doors and windows one after another.

"That's strange, it seems like the people in this village don't really welcome us!"

"Yeah!"

"Beep, beep..."

Just then, the Dragon Ball Radar in Bulma's hand began to sound.

Bulma took a look at the Dragon Ball Radar in her hand.

"According to the Dragon Ball Radar, there is a Dragon Ball just a few hundred meters ahead of us!"

"A Dragon Ball!"

"That's right!"

After saying this, Bulma immediately led Sun Wukong forward.

After walking for a while, Bulma stopped in front of a house.

"According to the Dragon Ball Radar, the Dragon Ball should be inside this house!"

"Is that so!"

Bulma nodded and stepped forward to knock on the door.

"Excuse me, is anyone home?"

"No... no one here!"

A girl's voice drifted out from inside the house.

"..."

Bulma was speechless.

If there really was no one there, the house wouldn't have made a sound.

"It looks like they don't really accept outsiders! Wukong, could you kick this door open?"

"I could, but wouldn't that be a bit bad?"

"Everything is for the sake of the Dragon Ball; I'll apologize to them later!"

"Alright then!"

As Sun Wukong spoke, he prepared to kick the door, but it suddenly opened.

"Bulma, the door opened!"

"Then you go in first!"

Sun Wukong nodded and pushed the door open to enter.

As soon as he stepped into the house, Sun Wukong immediately saw an axe swinging toward him.

Fortunately, Sun Wukong was quick to react and dodged the axe.

Seeing this, the man holding the axe immediately knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.

"I'm sorry, King Oolong, I'll do whatever you want, just please, I beg you, spare my daughter!"

At this moment, Bulma also walked into the house.

She saw the middle-aged man kneeling before Sun Wukong, and a girl about ten years old.

The girl wore a Dragon Ball around her neck.

"I am not King Oolong!"

"You're not?"

The middle-aged man let out a long breath and slowly stood up from the ground.

"Then why have you come here?"

"We've come to find the Dragon Balls!"

Bulma said.

"Dragon Balls?"

"It's the bead your daughter is wearing around her neck!"

"The bead!"

The middle-aged man glanced at his daughter.

The little girl also looked at the Dragon Ball around her neck and said.

"So this bead is called a Dragon Ball!"

"Then can you give me this bead?"

Bulma asked.

"Yes, as long as you can help us defeat King Oolong, I'll give you this Dragon Ball!"

The middle-aged man said.

"Who is this King Oolong you speak of?"

"King Oolong is a very powerful monster. Not only can he transform into all sorts of appearances, but he is also extremely lecherous. Many girls from the village have been captured by him!"

"Lecherous!"

Bulma suddenly felt a bit worried about her own safety.

"Wukong, you should be able to defeat him, right?"

"Mhm!"

Sun Wukong nodded.

"Alright then, defeating King Oolong is up to you!"

"Okay!"

Sun Wukong looked at the middle-aged man and said.

"Where is this Oolong now?"

"He should be in the back mountain right now!"

"The back mountain!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a shout suddenly came from outside the house.

"King Oolong is here, King Oolong is here!"

"Oh no!"

The middle-aged man's face changed.

"What's wrong?"