Return, Cooler Departs

Earth.

At the West City Estate, Bulma was currently tinkering with something in her lab—a model similar to the Time Machine Future Trunks had used! The model was finished, but Bulma was still unclear on some of the finer details and parameters.

As for Vegeta, she felt no anxiety at all. On the night of the great battle before they left, Vegeta had told her everything he knew, putting her mind at ease!

Whoosh! After the sound of space tearing apart!!

Vegeta and Bulmary appeared. Looking at the scene before her—so familiar yet so strange—Bulmary was overjoyed.

"Let's go. Meet the you of this timeline," Vegeta said gently to Bulmary.

Bulmary's body went rigid; she was incredibly nervous.

She worried that the Bulma of this era would be jealous, and she feared disrupting their existing happiness! Even though Vegeta had comforted her long ago, until they actually met, the burden in her heart would never truly lift.

"It's fine, relax. Plainly speaking, this is just you from the past. What are you worried about?" Vegeta noticed Bulmary's tension and offered another gentle word of comfort.

Just then, Bulma in the lab had already sensed Vegeta's ki. Because Bulma had upgraded her bloodline, her combat power had reached 100,000! Although she wasn't skilled in combat, Vegeta had taught her the basics of sensing ki.

She put down her work, stripped off her lab coat, and ran out.

"Wow, so you're the future me! You look exactly like me! What a strange feeling!" Bulma said in surprise.

Even though they were from parallel worlds, it felt as if they were twins, sharing a faint telepathic connection!

Bulma sensed her future self's nervousness, so she feigned surprise to intentionally ease Bulmary's tension.

"Hello, Bulma," Bulmary said softly.

Calling myself by my own name, this really is strange, Bulmary thought to herself.

Under the influence of the Androids and the time spent fleeing, the once cheerful and lively future Bulma had lost her original personality, becoming vigilant and uneasy.

Through Vegeta's efforts, she had now let down her guard and felt completely secure. The passage of time and her different experiences had made the future Bulma gentle as water, soft-spoken, and endearing—like a sensible young woman, devoid of the carelessness of her youth.

"How are we going to tell you two apart? Let's change the names slightly! The original stays the same, and we'll add a character to the future Bulma's name—let's call you Bulmary!" Vegeta arranged.

"Alright, that works. It'll keep you from calling the wrong name!" Bulma said.

"Take Bulmary to get something to eat and rest. I need to go find Mr. Popo; I still need to erase her original traces and create a suitable identity for her," Vegeta said.

"Got it, go ahead. Leave it to me!" Bulma said.

"Vegeta..." Bulmary said, reluctant to let go of his hand.

"Don't worry, it's fine! I'll be back in a moment," Vegeta said gently.

"Let's go. I'll call you 'big sister'—calling you by name is just too weird. I'll take you to take a bath! Then I'll tell you all about Vegeta's embarrassing moments... haha!" Bulma comforted her.

The two walked hand-in-hand toward the bathing area.

Vegeta watched their two alluring backs, his heart pounding with excitement! Wicked thoughts flooded his mind.

Double the happiness, maybe even triple the happiness, a hundred times over...

To avoid wasting time, he used Instant Transmission to go straight to the Lookout.

"Mr. Popo, are you there? I've brought the future Bulma back. Her name has been changed to Bulmary!" Vegeta shouted.

"I know, I know. The moment you brought her back, I already erased the traces and arranged a reasonable identity according to your wishes. Let her be Bulma's older sister—twins. People in this world won't notice, including their parents; they'll all think they gave birth to twins," Mr. Popo said.

"Sorry for the trouble. I didn't expect you could tamper with memories like that. This saves me a lot of breath; otherwise, I'd have to explain it to everyone one by one!" Vegeta thanked him.

"By the way, did you find the future me?" Mr. Popo asked.

"I found him. He used the same method. See for yourself," Vegeta said, pointing to his own forehead.

"I see..." After receiving the information, Mr. Popo prepared to explain something.

"Stop. I don't want to hear it. The truth will come out eventually anyway. I really have no patience for guessing at what you people are talking about!!!" Vegeta interrupted.

He turned and left without looking back, using Instant Transmission to return to the estate.

Mr. Popo watched the disappearing Vegeta in astonishment, speechless!

How cunning... you're just afraid I'll get in the way of your fun! Mr. Popo thought.

Seeing Vegeta's body radiating desire, he knew exactly what he was thinking!

A few minutes later, Bulma and Bulmary were still in the bath.

Vegeta tiptoed to the door, and just as he was about to open it, he heard them discussing him.

"Let me tell you, big sister, you don't know, but the Vegeta of this era is too strong. Neither Nara nor I are his match. It's a good thing you're here! It lets me take a break!" Bulma said carelessly.

"Bulma, what are you saying... I'm so shy. It's been so long since I've been with anyone, I don't know if Vegeta will dislike me. After all... in my timeline, there's also a Vegeta, and we even had a child!" Bulmary said.

She was both shy and worried! Her feelings were incredibly complex; she didn't know how to face her future life.

"Don't worry, he's a total lecher. Since he brought you back, he definitely won't let you go. You're so gentle..." Bulma explained.

Vegeta suppressed his lust, stopped in his tracks, and slowly backed away. There was no rush for a shared bath; he still had to consider Bulmary's feelings and couldn't make her feel uncomfortable.

A full hour later, the two emerged from the bathing area. Seeing Vegeta sitting outside, they were startled.

"Hey, you pervert, you didn't happen to overhear what we were saying, did you?" Bulma interrogated.

"Tch, who do you think this Prince is? I wouldn't stoop to such petty behavior..." Vegeta said, his words insincere.

Bulma continued to cast suspicious glances at Vegeta.

Bulmary, meanwhile, was blushing furiously at Bulma's remarks; after all, they had just been discussing everything—measurements, sensations, positions, and so on.

Vegeta, catching Bulma's suspicious gaze and recalling what he had overheard, crossed his legs and adjusted his posture to mask his embarrassment and the truth.

He abruptly changed the subject: "Hey, Bulma, prepare some food. I'm starving... I haven't had a single bite to eat in the future!"

"Tch, you glutton. I really don't know how you manage to eat and sleep so much!" Bulma scoffed.

Despite her words, she didn't refuse and immediately arranged for a meal. Half an hour later, the table was laden with food.

Bulmary, who hadn't had a proper meal in a long time, sat down and began to eat daintily. Watching Vegeta devour the food like a whirlwind, she couldn't help but reveal a gentle smile.

Such a familiar scene.

After the meal, Bulma said, "Let's go see Gulnara together. Bulmary wants to see her too; she seemed to be pregnant when we left!"

Hearing Bulma's words, Vegeta's heart stirred uncontrollably. Truly, those who know me understand my worries; those who do not, ask what I seek.

He didn't even finish his meal before hurriedly using Instant Transmission and vanishing. Perhaps this was the only reason that could ever make him stop eating.

In space, a fleet similar to the Frieza Force suddenly appeared in the North Galaxy.

"Salza, are you certain my father and that foolish brother of mine died on that distant blue planet?"

"Yes, Lord Cooler. They were killed by Saiyans named Vegeta and Sun Wukong. This is the final intelligence I received from the King Cold Force," Salza replied, kneeling on one knee.

"Good. Head to that planet and eradicate the Saiyans. To think my foolish brother was killed by his own subordinates... let me avenge you," Cooler said with a sinister tone.

Salza, hailing from the former Planet Brench. Due to the high gravity of his home planet, he was not tall, standing only 170cm, but he was exceptionally agile on other worlds. He possessed a sharp mind and had once competed with Ginyu for the position of captain of the Armored Squadron. Having won, he was one of the few who knew Ginyu's true nature. Capable of using the Salza Blade, an energy-based hand blade, and a beam technique similar to the Dodon Ray, his comprehensive combat power and intellect truly earned him the captain's seat. It is worth noting that Salza and Jeice of the Ginyu Force hailed from the same binary star system, making them "fellow countrymen."

Beside him were two others, forming the three-man Armored Squadron:

Neiz: A slender figure standing 2.77 meters tall, hailing from Planet Cooler No. 6 (formerly Planet Zold). Living in a world covered in water, he belonged to an amphibious evolved race. His skin and bones were exceptionally flexible; he could retract his head into his chest and extend his limbs. He possessed internal electrical organs capable of discharging high-voltage currents from his entire body.

Dore: Hailing from the former Planet Beppa, he possessed a massive physique and relied on his strong build and bloodthirsty nature. Due to his unique head shape, his scouter was integrated into his helmet. He shared a similar fighting style to Recoome of the Ginyu Force.

Frieza's brother, Cooler, was robust and roughly the same height as Sun Wukong. His usual posture was no different from an ordinary person's. He had blood-red eyes, purple-black lips, and two lines resembling blood tears beneath his eyes. His body was purple, and he wore white armor on his chest, shoulders, and wrists.

The combat power of the Armored Squadron members was roughly between 170,000 and 190,000.

Cooler's current state was approximately 400 million—significantly stronger than Frieza's third form.

Cooler was currently unaware of the strength of Wukong and the others, believing that his fourth transformation was enough to act so arrogantly.

Little did he know that because of Vegeta, the combat power of everyone on Earth had increased by several tiers.

"Understood, Lord Cooler. The estimated arrival time is about five months," Salza said.

"Set off. There is no rush; I do cherish my ship," Cooler said elegantly, holding a wine glass.