Nine days later! Kami's Lookout
"Mr. Popo, thank you!" Although Son Gohan had cursed Mr. Popo as a pervert in his heart, he was still very grateful to him!
Calling him a pervert and being grateful to him weren't mutually exclusive!
"Hmm?" Mr. Popo's gaze was sharp, as if it could see right through Son Gohan!!
"Mr. Popo, what are you trying to do? I'm still a kid!!!" Son Gohan was so frightened by that piercing stare that he kept backing away.
"Pah! I don't want to!!"
"..."
Son Gohan hadn't expected Mr. Popo to be such a closet pervert, too!! He was left speechless!
"Mr. Popo, I'll be going now!!" Terrified, Son Gohan hurriedly used Instant Transmission to leave.
Bulma Manor!
Exhausted, Sun Wukong struggled to his feet and walked out of the Gravity Chamber!
"Bulma, I'm starving. Is there anything to eat??" Sun Wukong staggered to the door of Bulma's lab.
"Don't bother me. There's food in the dining room. Ask the Intelligent Robot!" Bulma was fiddling with something and didn't have time for Sun Wukong.
"Okay!!"
With no other choice, Sun Wukong headed to the dining room alone!
Whoosh!!
A figure suddenly appeared!!
"Dad?? What happened to you??" Son Gohan stared at the feeble Sun Wukong in surprise.
"I ran out of energy and got a little hurt, too!!" Sun Wukong said weakly.
"Didn't you get Senzu Beans from Korin??" Son Gohan asked in surprise.
"Oh, I forgot about that!!" Sun Wukong scratched the back of his head.
"...I've still got two here. Hurry and eat them!" Son Gohan took out the Senzu Beans he had left.
"No, I'd rather eat something delicious. Senzu Beans fill you up, but they don't taste like anything. Anyway, have you eaten? If not, come with me!" Sun Wukong headed for the dining room first.
"Sounds good. I haven't eaten a single meal in nine days. I've been living on Senzu Beans, and my mouth's gone completely bland!" Son Gohan wholeheartedly agreed.
The two slowly made their way to the dining room. Sun Wukong had learned how to use the Intelligent Robot over the past couple of days!
In less than thirty minutes, the table was covered with all kinds of delicious food!
The two devoured it all. The robot brought it out fast, but they ate even faster!
They especially went to town on the grilled meat, nearly rubbing sparks off the skewers!
It took a full hour before they leaned back, patting their bellies and burping!
Their eyes drooped as sleepiness washed over them!
"Dad, you've gotten a lot stronger over these nine days. How many times can you use the King Kai Fist now?" Son Gohan asked.
"Eight or nine times, I guess! If I don't worry about my body, I can keep it up for a few minutes at ten times!" Sun Wukong said casually.
"Eight or nine times?? Ten times!? How come I can't do it? I'm clearly stronger than you!!" Son Gohan was stunned.
"Gohan, your battle power is higher than mine, but you've overlooked how to use your ki to its fullest!"
As he spoke, Sun Wukong picked up the stainless steel spoon on the table!
"Whoosh!!" A wave of scorching ki rose up. The spoon slowly turned red, then melted into molten iron. It took shape as a spoon again and gradually cooled!
"Can you do that?" Sun Wukong picked up another spoon and tossed it to Son Gohan!
"Whoosh!!" The same scorching wave of ki rose up, but the moment it did, the spoon turned into a wisp of black smoke and vanished~
"Perfect control!! Dad, you can control your ki perfectly, can't you?" Son Gohan immediately understood the reason!
"That's right. Your battle power is higher than mine, and your body is stronger, too. But the King Kai Fist ignites your cells with ki, making them divide and multiply rapidly! That increases your battle power by a multiple, and it takes precise control of your ki. A high battle power doesn't necessarily mean you're good at that. The stronger your battle power, the greater the strain!" Sun Wukong carefully explained.
"Dad, I overestimated myself. I got a little carried away," Son Gohan said, blushing.
That was right. Ever since he'd transmigrated, he'd quickly raised his battle power by relying on his knowledge of the Dragon Ball World!
But his control over ki was nowhere near as good as Sun Wukong's or Piccolo's!
His battle power had risen too quickly, and he hadn't taken the time to properly understand his own body!
By the time he left Kami's Lookout, his battle power had already reached ten million, which was why he'd been able to destroy the puppet so easily!
Just as he was feeling pleased with himself, Sun Wukong had given him a timely reminder!
"Gohan, the martial arts path is long. Never get arrogant!" Sun Wukong advised him, wearing an unusually serious expression, nothing like his usual blank look!
"Dad! I'll remember that. You're the perfect example of being wise without showing it!" Son Gohan said respectfully.
"Wise without showing it?? What does that mean??" Sun Wukong was baffled again.
"Ahem, forget I said anything..." Son Gohan replied helplessly.
After eating their fill, Son Gohan went over to Bulma.
"Aunt Bulma, is the Gravity Chamber ready?" Son Gohan asked carefully.
"Miss, miss! How many times have I told you not to call me aunt? You might as well just call me Bulma!" Bulma set down her work, grabbed Son Gohan by the ear, and shouted.
"I know, I know!!! You're going to make me deaf!!" Son Gohan complained pitifully.
"Wait. It'll be ready in a moment. I just need to polish it one more time!" Bulma picked up a polishing machine and started polishing the ring in front of her.
Whirr!!!
Three minutes later!
"All done. Finally finished! These past few days have worn me out. Since you're still a kid, I made the ring about as thick as your thumb. You can wear it on your thumb now, and when you get a little older, you can wear it on your ring finger!" Bulma handed Son Gohan the platinum-colored ring in front of her.
"That doesn't matter. What's important is how many times normal gravity it can reach?" Son Gohan didn't care about the ring's design at all.
"Guess!"
"Guess whether I'll guess?"
"Guess whether I'll guess whether you'll guess??"
"..."
"It far exceeded my estimate and reached an astounding one thousand times normal gravity. But you have to be careful. I can't even imagine how intense that'll feel, and it doesn't increase normally—it doubles each time!" Bulma grumbled.
"One thousand times??? That's great! I'll be able to use it for a long time!" Son Gohan hadn't expected Bulma to give him such a huge surprise.
"That's nothing. After nine days of hard work, this Gravity Chamber of yours is basically a whole house. It's got a bathroom, a TV, a kitchen, music...everything!" Bulma listed all the benefits Son Gohan didn't care about.
"Thank you, Miss Bulma." As she spoke, Son Gohan bowed to her!
Huh!! Had he spent too long in Japan? How had he picked up that kind of bowing!?
Everyone knew that Japan had little courtesy but no real principles!
Ahem, back to the point!
"Okay, okay. You're Goku's son, so of course I'd help you. If you get any more special materials like that, don't forget about me!" Bulma had started to like the well-mannered kid, too.
He was nothing like Sun Wukong had been when they first met!
"Chi-Chi got to him too soon... I met him first. I wonder if he and I could have had such a clever, well-mannered child!?" Bulma murmured, a blush spreading across her face.
"Miss Bulma, what did you say??" Son Gohan hadn't heard her clearly.
"Nothing, kid. I've done what you asked. Hurry up and take your dad home. You two train at my place every day, and eat like pigs! You're so noisy. Get out of here for a couple of days and let me get some rest!" Bulma shooed the father and son away!
Son Gohan didn't know why Bulma had suddenly gotten angry, but he didn't dwell on it. He called Sun Wukong, and they left!
Sun Wukong also turned the regular Gravity Chamber back into its Capsule form and took it with them!
Bulma watched the two of them walking away in the distance and muttered, "That damn Yamcha. If he weren't such a flirt, I could've had a clever son like that, too. Where are you, my prince!?"
On an unknown planet!
"Achoo!!!"
Whoosh!! Wham!!
"What's wrong, Prince Vegeta? Is it because the weather on this planet is cold? Did you catch a cold?" Nappa asked as he killed the alien in front of him.
"Nappa, cut the crap. I'm a Saiyan genius warrior. How could I catch a cold!! Damn it, Frieza's missions are getting harder and harder. Hey, Raditz!! Are you sure your little brother's still alive?" asked a short man with hair that shot up like flames.
"Prince Vegeta, I'm sure. There aren't any powerful humans on that planet, so with my little brother's battle power, he definitely wouldn't have died!" replied the man with long hair reaching down past his backside.
"Good. After we finish this mission, find a chance to take one near Earth and bring your brother back. He may be a Low-Class Warrior, but with some training, he'll definitely be more useful than those useless Saibamen!" Vegeta smashed the last Saibaman with a single blow.
It was already battered beyond repair and had no further use!
"Yes, Prince Vegeta. I understand!"