The corner of Son Gohan's eye twitched slightly. He swore he truly knew nothing about this; he had only come to check on the company's progress.
"If they want to ask about it, I can teach you how to cover it up. Or you can just say you know absolutely nothing."
Rolling up her sleeves, Bulma said, "You have to remember that I'm doing this so Earth's technology can develop in every aspect. Who knows whether those people might have added something like a 'technology lock' to our tech?"
"Although you're an honorary councilor and a guardian of the Musli Empire, don't forget that you're fundamentally an Earthling. Don't you—"
Son Gohan rubbed his temples before cutting her off. "Alright, Bulma. I won't interfere, and I won't say anything. I only wanted to ask about the group's current situation. Fine, I won't ask."
"Really?" Bulma asked, leaning against a counter.
"Really," Son Gohan sighed helplessly.
"Then go ahead and ask." Bulma picked up the coffee handed over by a nearby robot.
Sitting on the sofa, Son Gohan accepted his coffee as well. After taking a sip, he asked, "Have you been secretly developing anything lately?"
"Secretly developing?" Bulma tilted her head in confusion.
It looks like Bulma hadn't yet gotten the idea to develop a Time Machine at this point.
After thinking briefly, Son Gohan took a Hoi-Poi Capsule from his pocket and lightly tossed it toward Bulma.
The robot beside her immediately stepped forward and caught the capsule. After carefully scanning it, it said, "Master, the capsule poses no danger. It is safe to open."
Raising an eyebrow, Son Gohan said in some surprise, "Your robot is pretty well-made."
"This is only the most basic version. The upgraded version is nearly finished. By the way, what's inside this capsule?"