Dragon Ball: Reborn as a Saiyan, They Covet Me Chapter 9

Now that Bulma could ride the cloud, it was far better than him possessing the Flying Nimbus himself.

After all, Bulma lacked physical strength; without a vehicle, her travel would be much slower.

He was different, though; even if he couldn't ride the Flying Nimbus, he could run. He had plenty of stamina and could even train while doing so.

He imagined a scene: Bulma flying through the sky on the Flying Nimbus while he jogged along on the ground, chasing after her.

Training while traveling—it was a total win-win.

Searching for Dragon Balls in the future would be much more convenient.

At last, there was no need to worry about transportation.

Son Goku immediately praised her, "That's amazing, Bulma! Hurry up and fly up to give it a try."

Bulma knelt on the cloud, gripping the two protrusions of the Flying Nimbus, and nodded at Goku.

The next instant, the Flying Nimbus took off with Bulma at high speed.

After all, she was a woman and didn't have a heart as carefree as Goku's.

Unlike an airplane, the Flying Nimbus didn't even have a windshield, so she was naturally afraid of falling off.

As they flew, the Flying Nimbus sensed her fear.

Consequently, the Flying Nimbus slowed down, no longer flying fast, but instead remaining very steady.

Master Roshi looked up at Bulma in the sky at that moment.

Given the skirt she was wearing, if she had stood on the cloud, there would have been quite a view to behold.

However, because she was timid, she actually knelt on the Flying Nimbus, wrapped in the golden clouds, without revealing a thing.

What a pity.

Master Roshi couldn't help but feel a bit disappointed.

After circling a few times, the Flying Nimbus landed steadily with Bulma.

The Sea Turtle raised its head and looked at Master Roshi.

"It was that little boy who carried me back; you still owe him a reward."

Master Roshi scratched his head.

"I'm thinking about it! The phoenix is gone, and I don't have a second cloud. Let me think about what would be good to give him..."

Just then, Bulma offered a suggestion.

"Grandpa Master Roshi, could you give us the orb on your chest?"

"The orb?"

Master Roshi took off the Dragon Ball from his chest.

"You mean this thing?"

Bulma nodded.

Master Roshi said, "I picked this up on the ocean floor a hundred years ago and turned it into a necklace. Isn't it beautiful?"

"Yes, it's very beautiful."

As they spoke, Master Roshi's Dragon Ball suddenly began to glow.

Bulma and Goku both had Dragon Balls on them, and since the Dragon Balls reacted when brought close to one another, it was only natural for it to happen.

Seeing the Dragon Ball glow, Master Roshi couldn't help but be surprised.

"Oh my, this thing is actually glowing! This is the first time I've ever seen that. This thing must be a treasure; it should be worth a lot of money, right?"

Bulma nodded again and looked at Master Roshi.

"You're right. This orb is called a Dragon Ball. There are seven of these orbs in total, scattered all across the globe."

Once all seven are gathered, one can summon the Eternal Dragon and have any reasonable wish granted.

However, while the Dragon Balls are treasures, they are useless if you cannot collect them all.

"I have already collected three. Once I have them all, I intend to use the Dragon Balls to wish for a cure for a friend's illness."

As she spoke, Bulma took out the Dragon Ball she had on her person and showed it to Master Roshi.

Master Roshi had noticed the Dragon Ball glowing and originally intended to demand some benefits to satisfy his lecherous whims.

For instance, he wanted the panties of the pretty young girl standing before him.

However, when Bulma produced the Dragon Ball and explained that her purpose for collecting them was to heal a friend, Master Roshi abandoned those sordid thoughts.

"So you're trying to save someone? In that case, you can have this ball!"

Master Roshi took off the Dragon Ball and generously placed it into Bulma's hands.

Bulma accepted the Dragon Ball with composure.

She knew Master Roshi well, which was exactly why she had said that.

Although he was lecherous, this minor flaw did not in the slightest diminish the fact that he was a great man.

Bulma remembered that in her previous life, he was usually quite frivolous.

But when Demon King Piccolo descended, intending to rule the world with evil, Master Roshi stood up.

Without a shred of hesitation, he sacrificed his own life to unleash the Evil Containment Wave.

Although he did not succeed, Bulma understood from that moment on that while Master Roshi was lecherous, he possessed a sense of righteousness deep in his bones.

Standing to the side, Son Goku was somewhat surprised to hear Bulma's wish.

He remembered that in the original story, Bulma's wish had been to find a boyfriend.

Yet, the Bulma before him was not only purer in heart than in his previous life, but her purpose for seeking the Dragon Balls had also changed.

It was no longer to wish for a boyfriend, but to help a friend recover from an illness.

This was a good thing, yet it did not make Son Goku happy; instead, it made him somewhat worried.

Son Goku pondered to himself, perhaps it was because he had replaced the protagonist's fate, avoiding the transformation into a Great Ape and allowing Grandpa Gohan to survive, that he had caused different outcomes for this world.

Although it seemed they had rarely left the mountain, from the moment he changed his grandfather's fate, this world had already quietly begun to shift.

Son Goku recalled the original story, where Trunks traveled to the past.

He had merely killed Frieza in Son Goku's stead and had not influenced other historical events.

Yet, the world had changed quietly because of him.

For example, Android 18 and Android 17, who caused chaos in the future, had actually become good people in this world.

Of course, other minor changes were not limited to just that.

Thinking of this, Son Goku could not help but knit his brows.

It seemed that history had been quietly changing since the moment he arrived in this world.

He simply hadn't known it.

It appeared that the future information he possessed might no longer be so accurate.

"Goku, let's go!"

Son Goku snapped out of his thoughts and realized that Bulma seemed to be packed and ready to depart.

"Oh, let's go!"

As he spoke, Son Goku began to loosen his joints, preparing to continue jogging along behind her.

However, Bulma interrupted him.

"Goku, it's already noon. You should ride the Flying Nimbus with me so we can make better time!"

Son Goku was taken aback.

"What does it being noon have to do with anything?"

Bulma smiled and said, "Your appetite is a bit large. When I cooked yesterday, I practically emptied out the fridge and the freezer. We need to reach a big city before nightfall. I need to buy some supplies to restock, otherwise, the two of us are going to go hungry."

Son Goku suddenly realized.

"Oh, right. Sorry, it's my appetite—I ate too much. How about next time I hunt some game to cook instead?"

Bulma gave a faint smile.

"It's fine, don't worry about eating your fill. Even if your appetite were a hundred times larger, you couldn't eat me into poverty. It just so happens that there wasn't much food left yesterday. Once we get to the city, we'll just stock up on plenty of food; I have enough capsules to store the supplies."