The Smartphone Is Finished

West City, at Bulma's house.

Bulma was lounging on a beach chair, reading the latest fashion magazine.

Four figures suddenly flew down from the sky.

They were Son Goku, Piccolo, Son Gohan, and Vegeta.

"Goku!"

"Bulma!"

Bulma nodded.

"Goku, who's he?"

"He's Vegeta!"

"Ve... Vegeta!"

Bulma was startled.

"So he's the Saiyan who wanted to invade our Earth?"

"Yeah!"

At that, Vegeta snorted, looking disdainful.

"Then why did you bring him here?"

"He wants your help building a Gravity Chamber!"

"A Gravity Chamber!"

Bulma immediately flew into a rage.

"Son Goku, I'm not your family's laborer. I'm under no obligation to help you for free!"

"Bulma, Vegeta's the one asking you to build a Gravity Chamber, not us!"

"What's the difference? Either way, I'm not doing it!"

"Damn it!"

Vegeta was instantly annoyed.

He was the prince of the Saiyans, for heaven's sake. When had he ever been so humble?

"Y-you... What are you going to do?"

Seeing Vegeta's angry expression, Bulma immediately grew nervous.

Vegeta heard her and forced down his anger.

"Phew..."

Bulma immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"By the way, Aunt Bulma, Vegeta has a spaceship. How about you have him give it to you?"

"A spaceship!"

Bulma immediately became a little interested.

Son Gohan said, "Yeah!"

Bulma looked at Vegeta.

"If you can build me a Gravity Chamber, I'll give you my spaceship!"

"Deal!"

"Well, Bulma, if there's nothing else, we'll be going?"

Goku said.

"Okay!"

Seeing this, Goku immediately took Gohan and the others back to Mount Paozu.

Only Vegeta remained in Bulma's yard.

Seeing that Goku and the others had left, while Vegeta was still at her house, Bulma began to worry about what she had just said.

With Goku and the others there, she hadn't been afraid of Vegeta.

But now that they were gone, what chance did a helpless girl like her have against him?

What if he tries something?

Bulma thought to herself.

Just then, Vegeta suddenly spoke to her.

"Low-class Earth woman, how long will it take to build the Gravity Chamber?"

Bulma snapped angrily, "I'm not some low-class Earth woman. My name is Bulma!"

"Got that, Bulma?"

Bulma pointed at Vegeta's chest with her right index finger.

Vegeta gritted his teeth in anger.

"And if you try anything funny, I'll call Goku and the others back right away!"

"Hmph!"

Vegeta snorted.

"I don't care what you're called. I just want to know how long it'll take to build the Gravity Chamber!"

Bulma snorted.

"If you want me to build you a Gravity Chamber, you'd better show me some respect. Otherwise, even if you kill me, I still won't build it!"

Vegeta gritted his teeth in frustration.

"Fine, Bulma. I'll call you Bulma, all right?"

"That's more like it. A new Gravity Chamber will take about half a month to build. Also, bring your spaceship to my house. I plan to convert it into a Gravity Chamber!"

"Fine, I got it!"

After saying that, Vegeta immediately flew up into the sky.

And so, Vegeta settled down on Earth.

Half a month later, the Gravity Chamber was finished.

Vegeta began training.

Time flew by, and three months passed in the blink of an eye.

After six months of research, Pilaf's gang finally manufactured the smartphone Son Gohan had told them about.

It had taken them so long because of the design and their lack of materials and money.

Now they were cheering over the phone they had just made.

"King Pilaf, we did it!"

"Mm!"

Pilaf nodded.

"Next, we just need to set up a factory, and we'll be able to make smartphones in bulk and rake in a fortune!"

"Then, King Pilaf, should we tell Son Gohan that we've made the smartphone?"

Pilaf heard him and immediately rapped Shu on the head.

"Are you stupid? The three of us spent day and night researching this. Why should we share it with Son Gohan?"

Shu covered his head with his hand.

"King Pilaf, could you please stop hitting me on the head all the time?"

"If I don't hit you on the head, how's that block of wood you call a brain ever going to get anything through it?"

Just then, a figure suddenly appeared in front of them.

It was Son Gohan.

"Son... Son Gohan!"

The three of them jumped at the sight of him.

Son Gohan glanced around.

"Pilaf, when did you move your work to a new place? Why didn't you tell me?"

Pilaf grumbled inwardly.

I moved here because I didn't want to see you!

Though that was what he thought, he put on a cheerful expression.

"We got so caught up in our research that we forgot to tell you!"

"Oh, have you finished making the phone?"

"Not quite!"

Pilaf smiled.

"Really? Then can I see the phone you're almost done with?"

"Well..."

Pilaf immediately felt guilty, but still handed the phone in his hand to Son Gohan.

"Here!"

Son Gohan turned on the phone and found that the touchscreen worked well and the phone was very responsive.

"Pilaf, this phone seems pretty good. Is there a problem with it?"

"The phone's... speaker isn't very good. I want to improve it a little more!"

"No problem! I'll take it to Aunt Bulma and have her help improve it!"

"B-Bulma! But the three of us spent day and night researching this!"

"It's fine, Pilaf. I'm just taking it to Aunt Bulma to have a look. You'll still be the ones who made the phone!"

"Okay, but you have to give it back to me!"

"Okay!"

After saying that, Son Gohan used Instant Transmission and vanished.

Shu said, "He... He disappeared again!"

"King Pilaf, do you think Gohan will really give the phone back?"

Mai asked.

"I don't know!"

West City, at Bulma's house.

Bulma was taking a stroll in the yard when a figure suddenly appeared in midair.

It was Son Gohan.

"Gohan!"

Son Gohan nodded and flew down from the sky.

"Gohan, what brings you here today?"

"Aunt Bulma, I have something to show you!"

As he spoke, Son Gohan took out the smartphone.

"What's this?"

"It's a smartphone!"

As he spoke, Son Gohan turned on the smartphone.

"A touchscreen?"

"Mm!"

Son Gohan nodded.

"Gohan, where did you get this phone?"