Gravity Chamber Ready

Bulma heard this and hurriedly forced a smile.

"No, no, I just meant that if you were coming, Gohan should have notified me sooner!"

"Hmph!"

Piccolo let out a cold snort.

"Stop the chatter and tell us where the Gravity Room is!"

Bulma looked displeased at his tone.

If it weren't for the sake of Son Goku, she wouldn't have bothered building a Gravity Room for Son Gohan.

However, unhappy as she was, she still had to help Gohan improve his strength; otherwise, when the Saiyans arrived on Earth, who would be left to protect the planet?

"Then follow me!"

The three of them nodded.

Seeing this, Bulma immediately led the trio away.

A short while later, Bulma brought them to a building.

The interior was spacious, containing a kitchen, a bathroom, a living room, and bedrooms.

"Bulma, is this a Gravity Room or a house to live in?"

"It's a Gravity Room, of course, but one has to eat and sleep while training, don't they?"

"That's true!"

"So, I converted a house into a Gravity Room! The actual chamber is just a little further ahead!"

"Oh!"

As she spoke, Bulma led the three of them to the Gravity Room.

The chamber was extremely vast, only slightly smaller than the total area of the house, and the floor was paved with synthetic "red bricks." In the very center of the room stood a large machine.

This machine was the control panel for the hundred-fold Gravity Room.

"Gohan, this is the switch for the Gravity Room. Press the button on the left to increase gravity by one-fold, the one on the right to decrease it by one-fold, and the switch in the middle resets everything back to zero!"

"Alright, I understand, Aunt Bulma!"

"Mm!"

Bulma nodded.

"So Gohan, do you intend to stay at my place to train, or go somewhere else?"

"Somewhere else?"

"Yes! This Gravity Room can be stored inside a Hoi-Poi Capsule, making it very convenient to carry around!"

"I see!"

Upon hearing this, Son Gohan immediately glanced at Piccolo beside him.

"Uncle Piccolo, what do you think?"

"Suit yourself!"

"In that case, I'll just stay at Aunt Bulma's place!"

Piccolo looked at Bulma after hearing this but said nothing.

"What about you, Uncle Piccolo, Uncle Krillin? Do you want to stay and train with me?"

"Together?"

Krillin thought for a moment and said, "Forget it, I'll stick to training with Tien Shinhan and the others."

Anyway... no matter how much they trained, they could never surpass Son Gohan.

"What about you, Uncle Piccolo?"

"I'll see how it goes!"

"Then Gohan, you train hard here. I'm heading back to the Lookout!"

"Alright, Uncle Krillin, take care!"

"Mm!"

Krillin nodded.

Bulma said, "Then I'll head out too, right? I'm not training anyway!"

"Mm!"

Son Gohan nodded.

After the two left, Son Gohan immediately adjusted the gravity to ten times.

"So... so heavy!"

Piccolo was already wearing his weighted gear, and now, with ten times the gravity pressing down on him, his body felt incredibly heavy.

Piccolo said this while glancing at Son Gohan.

Son Gohan's expression remained unchanged, as if nothing at all had happened.

"Uncle Piccolo, are you alright?"

"I... I'm fine!"

"In that case, I'll start my training!"

As Son Gohan spoke, he began doing one-fingered push-ups.

"One, two, three..."

Ding! Congratulations to the host for completing one push-up. Combat power +10...

Seeing this, Piccolo began to do the same.

The morning passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it was noon.

This morning, Son Gohan had completed ten thousand one-fingered push-ups and ten thousand sit-ups.

In total, his combat power had increased by two hundred thousand. Beyond the system's rewards, his Saiyan bloodline had also gained several tens of thousands in combat power due to his training.

The reason for such a small increase was mainly because the morning's training had been far too easy.

"Grumble..."

A hungry sound emanated from Son Gohan's stomach.

Just then, Bulma's voice came from outside the gravity room.

"Gohan, Piccolo, time to eat!"

Upon hearing this, Son Gohan immediately stopped his training.

"Uncle Piccolo, let's go eat!"

"I don't need to eat. You go ahead!"

Son Gohan nodded.

"Alright, Uncle Piccolo. If you get thirsty, there's water in the kitchen!"

"Fine, go on and eat!"

Son Gohan nodded once and left the gravity room.

As soon as Son Gohan was gone, Piccolo immediately increased the gravity in the room to twenty times.

He knew that Son Gohan had only set the gravity to ten times this morning to train alongside him; otherwise, Son Gohan could have easily cranked the room up to a hundred times.

"So... so heavy!"

As the twenty-fold gravity descended, Piccolo immediately felt a tremendous sense of weight.

This heaviness was so intense that it even made it difficult for Piccolo to catch his breath.

However, thinking of Son Gohan, he persisted.

In the backyard of Bulma's house.

Son Gohan was now seated at the dining table in the backyard.

Mrs. Brief, Bulma's mother, and Dr. Brief, Bulma's father, were also sitting at the table.

"Bulma, is this Goku's son, Gohan?"

Mrs. Brief asked with a cheerful, squinting smile.

"That's right, Mom!"

"He really looks just like Goku did when he was a child!"

Dr. Brief: "He sure does!"

"Well, Gohan, eat up! Don't be shy, help yourself!"

Hearing this, Son Gohan immediately picked up his chopsticks and began to eat.

"Chomp, chomp, chomp..."

Soon, the food on the table was swept into Son Gohan's stomach like a whirlwind.

Bulma's eyes widened as she watched.

Although she had guessed that Son Gohan, being a Saiyan, would have a large appetite, she hadn't expected that at only five years old, his appetite would be completely on par with the Son Goku of the past.

He was practically a carbon copy of Son Goku.

Mrs. Brief watched and laughed happily.

The more Son Gohan ate, the more it proved how delicious her cooking was.

"Burp!"

A long while later, Son Gohan let out a massive, satisfied belch.

Bulma looked at Son Gohan's current appearance; he was simply a completely different person from the Son Gohan of the past.

"Um... Gohan, during these six months of training, what did Piccolo feed you all?"

"There were apples, dinosaur meat, wild boar meat—basically whatever was available on the mountain!"

"Di... dinosaur!"

"Yeah, what about it?"

"Nothing, I'm just a bit surprised! That dinosaur meat, did Piccolo give it to you, or did you hunt a dinosaur yourself?"

"No, I was being chased by a dinosaur, and then I chopped off its tail!"

"I see! I heard from Krillin that your strength is very high now, to the point that even Piccolo is no match for you. Is that true?"

"Mm!"

Son Gohan nodded.

"That's great!"

Upon hearing this, Bulma immediately stood up in delight and said.

"In that case, with you here, I don't have to be afraid of that guy Piccolo anymore. Come to think of it, that guy's face really does look a bit scary!"

"Um... Aunt Bulma, Uncle Piccolo is a very good person; he just looks a bit fierce, that's all!"