Storage Ring, Nine Storage Divine Rings

Since he couldn't figure it out, he decided not to dwell on it; he would know soon enough anyway.

Whis observed silently from the side.

The more he watched, the more he felt that Mu Yang was truly the great god of the future prophesied by the Oracle Fish—his potential was simply too heaven-defying!

"Brother Mu Yang, I'll go get the rings for you."

Bulma ran into her mother's room, looking delighted.

Mu Yang watched Bulma's retreating figure and smiled. "Your daughter is truly adorable, Dr. Briefs."

"You're too kind, Mr. Mu Yang."

Dr. Briefs spoke with humility, though his face was filled with smiles.

Five minutes later.

Bulma returned, and not alone; her small hand was being held by a woman with golden curly hair and a curvaceous figure.

"This is...?"

Mu Yang truly didn't recognize this woman. After all, he hadn't observed every single detail or remembered every character when he watched Dragon Ball.

He wasn't a god, and he didn't possess the skill of photographic memory!

"Oh, this is my wife, Panchy," Dr. Briefs introduced his spouse.

Mu Yang had a sudden realization. A faint impression surfaced in his mind; if he remembered correctly, this mother seemed to be...

"So you're Bulma's little boyfriend?"

"When are you two getting married?"

Barely having arrived, Panchy leaned her face right up to Mu Yang's, asking questions with an expression of pure excitement.

"Mom!"

Beside them, Bulma's face turned beet red, and the red cloth she was holding in her hand trembled.

"Little Bulma is still so shy."

Panchy's face was full of smiles.

"..."

Mu Yang wiped the smile from his face and fell silent.

He finally remembered that this mother of Bulma's seemed to be exceptionally enthusiastic toward anyone she took a liking to!

Bulma looked thoroughly displeased, pouting her little lips.

Seeing Bulma's expression, Panchy realized she might have gone a bit too far, gave a sheepish laugh, and stepped back.

Her daughter was still young and didn't yet understand a simple truth: when you meet a good boy, you have to make your move early.

Back in her day, she herself...

"I'm sorry, my mom didn't scare you, did she?"

Bulma ran over, her small face full of concern.

Too close...

Mu Yang frowned and stepped back, yet he could still smell the milky scent on Bulma.

"What's wrong with you?"

Bulma prepared to lean in again.

Before she could, Mu Yang hurriedly held his hand out in front of him.

"Don't come any closer yet. Let me calm down!"

Panchy, standing nearby, wore a teasing expression, clearly enjoying the spectacle.

"Who would have thought little Mu Yang was such a pure-hearted boy."

Only then did Bulma notice that she seemed to be a bit too close to Mu Yang.

Her face flushed crimson, and she quickly put some distance between them.

Bulma lowered her head, her small hands clutching the hem of her skirt.

"Sorry."

Mu Yang noticed Bulma's demeanor, smiled slightly, and quickly changed the subject so she wouldn't continue to feel distressed.

"Bulma, where are the rings I asked for?"

Bulma finally remembered and placed the red cloth in her hand onto the table, spreading it open.

Ten rings of different colors appeared inside.

Although they looked roughly the same at a glance.

If one looked closely, however, the differences became apparent.

The difference lay in the luster of the gemstones set upon the rings: there were red, yellow, blue, pink, azure, black, white, purple, magenta, and green rings.

Mu Yang looked at these rings, a faint smile appearing on his face.

With this, he could finally begin crafting his storage rings!

Equipped with the Space Shaping Method, carving out a storage ring like those in fantasy novels was a simple task.

A white light shimmered in Mu Yang's hand as he slowly placed it upon the rings under the astonished gazes of the crowd.

The next moment, in full view of everyone, Mu Yang put on the red ring.

The red ring touched the nine storage rings one by one.

The remaining storage rings all vanished.

"How magical!"

Bulma's mouth hung open, her eyes filled with wonder.

As a genius girl, she knew exactly what this meant. It meant the ring in Mu Yang's hand possessed the functionality of the Hoi-Poi Capsule her father was currently developing.

Not only that, but this ring was even more impressive than the Hoi-Poi Capsules her father was working on; a Hoi-Poi Capsule could only store a single item, whereas this ring could store an infinite amount!

"Truly remarkable."

A sharp glint flashed in Dr. Briefs' eyes; it was his first time seeing such a thing.

What exactly was that white light?

How magical!

He wanted to study it so badly!

The look Briefs gave Mu Yang was filled with burning intensity.

Mu Yang felt his scalp tingle under the stare, his mouth twitching as he forcibly endured the uncomfortable gaze.

Although he knew that creating a storage ring in the Dragon Ball world was absurd, there was no need to look at him like he was an alien.

It made him feel like a giant panda...

"..."

Whis remained silent, but his eyes grew increasingly grave. Through the ability Mu Yang had just displayed, he confirmed his suspicions.

Mu Yang must have comprehended some kind of divine space-based technique.

He was able to carve out space with such finesse!

As for why Whis was so certain, the answer was simple.

Even for someone like his father, the Grand Minister, carving out space was no easy feat; it was impossible to do so just by touching it, without breaking a single sweat.

Then there could only be one answer!

Mu Yang must have mastered a divine space-type technique.

Whis looked at Mu Yang as if he were looking at a monster.

"Is something wrong, Whis?"

Mu Yang noticed Whis's gaze and scratched his head, his face full of confusion and bewilderment.

"It is nothing."

Whis closed his eyes and took a deep breath, finally calming his shocked heart.

Mu Yang scratched his head even more, completely clueless.

He had only performed a bit of Space Shaping to make a storage ring.

Was it really worth all this?

Mu Yang shook his head slightly, thinking of the mysterious space within Whis's staff and the Hyperbolic Time Chamber atop Kami's Lookout on Earth.

He still had a long way to go!

There was too little information about the mysterious space in Whis's staff, so he wouldn't dwell on that.

Even the Hyperbolic Time Chamber in Kami's Lookout not only possessed a vast, boundless space but also contained the time laws where one year inside equaled one day outside.

He was still far from that level!

Thinking of the Hyperbolic Time Chamber, Mu Yang found his next goal: to manually create a small-scale Hyperbolic Time Chamber.

Now that he had the Space Shaping Method, all that was missing was the law of time.

At the thought of time, two figures immediately appeared in Mu Yang's mind.

One was the angel Whis standing beside him.

The other was Guldo of the Ginyu Force in Frieza's army.

Both of them possessed the ability to manipulate time.

Mu Yang turned his head to look in Whis's direction, pondering silently.

It wouldn't be easy to get Whis to use his ability to rewind time by three minutes!

He would never use it unless he were in a moment of extreme crisis.

Yet, it was impossible for anything in the entire universe to make an angel feel a sense of crisis.

"I'll just have to take it one step at a time."

With that thought, Mu Yang set the idea aside.