Early the next morning.
Trunks arrived at Jiang Ling's house.
Jiang Ling felt a little guilty about not letting him stay the night. No matter what, he was his father.
What kind of father did not let his son stay overnight?
But Jiang Ling had his own difficulties too.
Given what happened last night, it really had not been suitable to let someone stay over...
The house was still a complete mess right now...
Jiang Ling looked bright and energetic, in excellent spirits.
He met Trunks in the yard.
"Your mom won't be coming out to see you off. She's too tired."
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Trunks did not understand, but he did not say anything.
"Shall we go straight away? Is there anything else you haven't prepared?"
"No."
Seeing Jiang Ling shake his head, Trunks took out a capsule, pressed the button on it, and tossed it onto the ground.
With a bang—
A bullet-shaped machine appeared before them.
The lower half was the body, and on top was a transparent glass cockpit with the pilot's seat inside.
The machine was none other than the Time Machine!
Its design was about the same as what he had seen in the manga.
Jiang Ling and Trunks entered the cockpit. The hatch closed, and the machine slowly rose into the air.
Once it reached a certain height, there was a whoosh, and the machine vanished along with the people inside.
Bulma stood by the window, looking at the spot where they had left.
"Safe travels."
After saying that, she turned to look at the wrecked house and felt a bit of a headache coming on.
Last night had been too... too intense.
Today, she could only spend time cleaning up.
Tidying, mopping, washing the bedsheets and clothes, throwing away the torn clothes, and so