Kashius's Decision

Amid the ruins, Kashius lowered his head in silence.

The truth was simply too unbelievable. Though he considered himself fairly resilient, the outline of what had happened still left him mentally exhausted.

Buds had actually been conceived by Bulma using her own cells and his?

Buds was just an artificial human? A product of scientific artificial-human technology?

Kashius remained silent, silent.

Feeling Buds trembling continuously in his arms, Kashius let out a deep sigh.

Perhaps the one who had suffered the greatest harm was this child, Buds...

Before he could even be happy about finding his parents, he had been forced to learn such despairing news. Artificial human, artificial human—this was truly too cruel for a child like Buds.

To be honest, Kashius did not dislike artificial humans, because his wife was one. If he hated artificial humans, would that not mean hating his own wife?

That was something Kashius could neither do nor wanted to do.

"Sigh..." Letting out a heavy sigh, Kashius looked at Bulma, whose lips had turned pale and whose body was trembling just like Buds's. He shook his head and murmured, "How I wish everything you said was wrong. This truth is simply far too damaging for a child."

Bulma looked at him and bit her pale lips without saying anything. Yet the bloodstained hand behind her back could not stop trembling.

"Bulma, I do not mean to blame you.

It is just that this truth is indeed difficult for me to accept. If anyone is to be blamed, then the ultimate culprit should be Grand Elder Guru." As he spoke, Kashius glanced at Bulma, whose complexion had improved slightly, stroked Buds's head, and his eyes grew increasingly resolute.

"If I can survive today, then let me take Buds back to the past world. Let