I'll Carry You

"Let me see," Dr. Briefs said.

Lu Fan handed the Dragon Ball to Dr. Briefs.

Dr. Briefs took the Dragon Ball, examined it closely with a magnifying glass, nodded gently, and replied, "This little thing is not simple. It emits faint light waves... Hmm, perhaps we can use these light waves to locate the other Dragon Balls! No problem, leave it to me. It should be ready in about three hours."

"Thank you very much, Doctor," Lu Fan said with a nod of gratitude.

"Hey, what happens if you collect all seven Dragon Balls?" Bulma asked curiously.

"Once you gather all seven, you just have to say, 'Come forth, Shenron,' and a dragon will appear. Through Shenron, you can make any wish," Lu Fan said, having nothing to hide and telling her the truth.

"Really?" Bulma was half-skeptical.

"Bulma, why don't you keep Lu Fan company and have some fun while I go make the Dragon Radar?" Dr. Briefs, seeing that Lu Fan held no malice, felt at ease. He then said to his wife, Bikini, "Go prepare some food for this child..."

"Lu Fan, your dietary habits are similar to ours, right? Do you have any restrictions?" Bikini asked politely.

"None at all, thank you," Lu Fan replied courteously.

"Then I'll go prepare some snacks and fruit," Bikini said.

"Sorry to trouble you," Lu Fan responded.

Bulma's parents soon left.

Only Lu Fan and Bulma remained at the scene, along with the unconscious Vegeta.

"What should we play?" Bulma asked. "Do you like playing on the slide?"

Lu Fan: "..."

Do you really take me for a five-year-old?

Playing on a slide?

"Do you want to play something exciting?" Lu Fan said with a smile.

"Exciting? Like what?" Bulma asked curiously.

"Flying," Lu Fan grinned.

"Flying?" Bulma didn't quite understand.

"Come, I'll take you flying," Lu Fan said, stepping forward to pick up Bulma before taking off into the sky.

"Ah..."

Bulma let out a loud cry.

But soon, Bulma felt the thrill of soaring through the sky.

It was indeed very exciting.

"We're already flying so high... the clouds are beneath our feet," Bulma remarked.

"We can fly even higher," Lu Fan said. "Make sure you hold onto me tight; if you fall, you'll be smashed into a meat bun."

"I don't want to be a meat bun!" Bulma said, a bit scared, clutching Lu Fan tightly.

Lu Fan continued to speed upward into the high altitude.

"Where are we going, Lu Fan?" Bulma asked innocently.

"I'm taking you to a good place," Lu Fan smiled.

"What is it?" Bulma looked confused. "Are you taking me to a fairyland on earth?"

"In a way, but it's not a fairyland; it's the Lookout," Lu Fan said.

"The Lookout? Is that where God lives?" Bulma's eyes widened, her hand gripping the laser gun tightly.

"Yes, it's where the God of Earth lives," Lu Fan nodded.

Lookout.

Kami's expression was somewhat grave.

"What has happened, Kami?" Mr. Popo asked.

"Something truly terrifying has occurred. Just ten minutes ago, two spaceships descended upon Earth. They must be extraterrestrial visitors," Kami said in a deep voice. "I do not know if their arrival will be a blessing or a curse for Earth."

"Have aliens come to Earth?" Mr. Popo frowned, though he didn't seem particularly surprised. "Kami, aliens have visited Earth before, such as the Three-Eyed People, werewolves, beast-folk, and so on. They were not native to Earth in the first place."

"I just have a feeling that these aliens... give me an ominous premonition," Kami said, glancing down at the Earth from the edge of the Lookout. "Oh? That three-year-old child has met Son Gohan, and Son Gohan has taken him home. He is still young, so he shouldn't be able to stir up any trouble."

"What about the people on the other ship?" Mr. Popo asked.

"Actually, what worries me most are the aliens on the other ship. There are two of them. Their spaceship circled the Earth several times as if looking for something, and finally landed at the headquarters of Capsule Corp, at Dr. Briefs' home," Kami sighed.

"With their extraterrestrial technology, would they still need to find Dr. Briefs to invent something?" Mr. Popo was puzzled. "Although Dr. Briefs is the most outstanding scientist on Earth, his level seems somewhat lacking when viewed from the perspective of the entire universe."

"What... they're here!" Kami's expression changed repeatedly.

"What?" Mr. Popo was stunned.

"They are heading toward the Lookout! He is flying up! Could it be that he can sense my ki?" Kami immediately became vigilant.

Mr. Popo was so frightened that cold sweat began to bead on his face.

This was the Lookout, after all.

Someone had actually flown up to the Lookout!

"Huh? Lu Fan, look, there's a city in the sky," Bulma said in surprise as she spotted the floating temple.

"Mm," Lu Fan nodded.

"You... you knew about this already?" Bulma asked.

"This is the Lookout, the place where Kami resides," Lu Fan said with a faint smile.

"Kami? Does a god really exist?" Bulma's eyes widened, her face filled with a mix of anticipation and nervousness.

"Yes," Lu Fan replied.

"I'm so excited... I wonder what Kami looks like? He must be very handsome, right?" Bulma asked excitedly.

"I'm afraid you'll be disappointed," Lu Fan chuckled.

"Whoosh!"

Lu Fan and Bulma transformed into a streak of white light.

"Thud!"

Lu Fan flew onto the Lookout and landed on the stone floor, still holding Bulma.

Kami looked toward Lu Fan, his expression turning exceptionally grave.

Because Kami could sense that although this alien was young, he emanated a terrifying presence.

"Greetings, Earth's Kami," Lu Fan said in greeting.

"Who are you? And why have you come to Earth?" Kami asked with a cold face.

"No need for such hostility; I'm actually a very friendly person," Lu Fan grinned, flashing an innocent smile. "I'm just here to accompany Bulma on a tour, nothing more."

Kami: "..."

Mr. Popo: "..."

The two exchanged a glance.

Are you really just here for a tour?

Is this how you go sightseeing?

Touring until you end up at the Lookout of Earth?

"Lu Fan, is that person Kami?" Bulma tugged on Lu Fan's sleeve and whispered.

"That's right," Lu Fan nodded.

"He looks so strange, with his green skin..." Bulma stuck out her tongue. "And who is that black egg next to him?"

Mr. Popo: "..."

Mr. Popo had clearly heard Bulma's words.

Who are you calling a black egg?

This little girl really has no manners.