Gravity Training

After asking Dr. Brief to build him a gravity chamber in West City, Li Ming began training. Since leaving that small town, he had not experienced any more strange lapses in consciousness, so he did not look into it further.

Focused wholeheartedly on training, he found the gravity chamber more effective than Kami's weighted gear. After all, this gravity affected every inch of his body, producing better results.

However, there was one problem: Saiyan physiques were not particularly good at recovery. That meant their internal organs could easily be injured under gravity, and such injuries were very difficult to heal.

If not for Senzu Beans, Li Ming would not have dared to casually attempt overloaded gravity training.

"Huff... huff... one thousand three hundred thirty-one! One thousand three hundred thirty-two! One thousand three hundred thirty-three!"

Supporting himself with one hand, he used it to hold up his entire body while doing push-ups. With a Saiyan's physique, even dinosaurs were merely food, so this naturally posed no challenge.

But his current environment was not Earth's normal environment. The space around him was crimson, and the terrifying gravity made even dust unable to float!

The number displayed on the console had already reached 40!

Forty times gravity was the limit at which Li Ming could train normally. If he increased it further, the burden on his body would reach a critical point, and he could easily get injured.

As for that method of increasing combat power after a Saiyan came close to death, it was practically self-harm!

It was not as though Li Ming had never tried it. The result was that he had nearly died outright!

If he had not swallowed a Senzu Bean with his very last breath, he probably would have truly stopped breathing. Saiyan physiques were strong, but they were not capable of surviving in space like Frieza. Without oxygen, they would still die.

Moreover, this method actually stimulated one's potential. For a long time after Li Ming recovered from near death, gravity training had no effect at all. That meant trying to exploit a loophole through grievous injuries and near-death experiences would not work.

And this kind of gravity training could not represent actual combat strength either. Goku had endured one hundred times gravity training, yet his normal combat power was only ninety thousand.

Without the boost of Kaioken, a Saiyan's normal combat power basically topped out at twenty thousand. To become stronger, special methods were needed.

Gravity training was only one such method. Its results were slow, but it was also the safest approach.

Besides that, Li Ming could think of Namek's Grand Elder unlocking potential, Old Kai's potential guidance, the Fruit of the Tree of Might, and other methods.

In short, he did not possess any of the conditions needed to rapidly increase his combat power. He should just train honestly under gravity.

"Dinner's ready, Li~ Today, there's food you love!"

Bang!

He instantly collapsed to the floor. Li Ming got to his feet somewhat dejectedly, shut down the gravity chamber, and walked out. It was a spherical gravity chamber, though it did not possess the functions of a spaceship.

Looking at Mrs. Brief's friendly expression, Li Ming felt his scalp go numb. It was not that he was unaccustomed to it—he was extremely unaccustomed to it!

If his food problem had been solved, he would have wanted to carry the gravity chamber away and flee overnight!

"Oh! Li! You're full of energy again today. Come on, it's time to eat."

Mrs. Brief dragged him to the dining table. A lavish spread covered the entire table, specially prepared for him. Dr. Brief's family was the richest family in the world.

No, perhaps that was not quite accurate. If Hoi-Poi Capsules were introduced to the universe, they might become the wealthiest family in the entire Milky Way, or even the entire universe!

Let alone raising one Saiyan, they could afford to raise more than ten. Of course, Li Ming felt somewhat embarrassed about this, but a Saiyan's physique really was a major problem!

"Ho ho ho, you're here. Sit down, Bulma will be out of school soon too." Dr. Brief was feeding a cat. Seeing Li Ming, he cheerfully smiled as he spoke.

Feeling extremely uncomfortable under the Brief couple's gaze, Li Ming still began eating. He had no choice. He did not know whether other races in the universe needed food, but Saiyans would truly die if they did not eat!

Especially after battle or intense exertion, their demand for food would continue to skyrocket!

As for the consequences of hunger, the first was naturally suffering. After all, no one felt good after going hungry for two or three days. After exhausting their stamina, Saiyans felt about the same.

The second was entering a berserk state, with their emotions becoming extremely unstable!

The last was the effect on combat power. It was not so exaggerated that they could no longer stand, but the ki within their bodies would indeed weaken. He just did not know whether this would improve in the future. Otherwise, he might truly be unable to live without Senzu Beans.

By the time Li Ming finished eating, Bulma had returned as well. He just did not know where Yamcha had gone. Logically, he should have returned from Kame House by now.

"Hmph! I'm furious! That bastard Yamcha!"

Li Ming raised an eyebrow, quickly finished the food before him, and silently got up to continue training. Honestly, he was still uneasy because he did not know what his current combat power was.

Vegeta had first appeared with a combat power of eighteen thousand. That alone had surpassed King Vegeta, earning him the title of the Saiyans' greatest genius. Yet Saiyan bloodlines ranked only moderately high in the universe.

That meant combat power above ten thousand could only be considered decent. It was utterly incomparable to monsters like Frost Demons, who could easily surpass ten thousand from birth and exceed one hundred million as adults!

Even if Saiyan physiques were trained to the limit, their normal combat power was almost impossible to exceed one hundred million. As for transforming into a Super Saiyan, that was merely a way of releasing ki. Against stronger experts, it simply could not stand up to scrutiny.

"Hey! Stop right there!"

"What is it?" Li Ming glanced back. He had already experienced Bulma's spoiled temperament. After all, she was a rich girl.

If she did not have such a fierce personality, she probably could not have ended up with Vegeta. Normal Saiyans did not have tempers as good as Goku's.

"Come shopping with me."

"No time."

"Hey!"

Li Ming walked away without even looking back. What a joke. Bulma's personality had completely inherited the Brief Family genes. Put plainly, she loved causing trouble.

Once she latched onto him, there would definitely be no end of trouble. His urgent priority was increasing his combat power, then seeing whether he could activate the system's further functions. Otherwise, staying on Earth would be a death sentence sooner or later.

He did not want to actually die once, get revived, and then die again...

"Oh my, Bulma, you can't be like that. Li is very busy."

Mrs. Brief was quite reasonable as she tried to persuade her. Though the whole family was rather scatterbrained, they were dependable when it came to serious matters. At the very least, Dr. Brief's inventions had basically never malfunctioned.

"Mhm, mhm!" Dr. Brief nodded in agreement, then continued teasing the cat.

Apparently left speechless by her own parents, Bulma could only give up. However, she quietly followed him out.

"Bulma, aren't you eating?"

"I'm not eating!" Bulma's shout came from outside. She was clearly still angry.

"Oh dear, this child. I even bought the cake she likes, but it seems I can only eat it myself. Oh ho ho."

"Meow~"

Dr. Brief's cat called out in agreement. "Mimi, do you want some too?"

"Meow~"

"Hm?"

The two people and one cat stared at each other for several moments, and the air itself seemed to fall silent. All one could say was that a cat raised by the Brief Family had not had an easy life surviving until today.

Bulma did not see Li Ming after coming outside, but she did spot the enormous gravity training chamber.

"Hmph! Let's see what this guy is up to."

She quietly crept to the training chamber's door and peered inside through the window. Within the crimson space, a muscular body was drenched in sweat.

Push-ups, squats, and other exercises were all basic training, but the gravity had already exceeded forty times!

Soon, after finishing his warm-up, Li Ming began attempting another kind of training.

He sat cross-legged on the ground, crossed his hands over his abdomen, then released a strand of ki and used it to continuously increase the gravity from a distance!

Gradually, Li Ming began floating into the air. At the same time, veins bulged all over his body!

Every breath he took expelled white mist. The crushing pressure was so immense that even moisture accumulated on the ground and could not rise! At this point, the gravity had climbed to fifty times!

51, 52, ...60!

Using Flight Technique purely through ki already consumed quite a bit of energy. As the gravity rose to this level, Li Ming's own weight was around one hundred eighty jin, and he stood one meter eighty tall.

At sixty times gravity, that became ten thousand eight hundred jin!

A full five tons of weight! And it was not merely added weight, but gravity evenly applied to every inch of his muscles!

If the ki in his body was insufficient, let alone flying, even taking a single step would be extremely difficult!

On the other hand, if his control deviated even slightly, his internal organs would be compressed, and he would be gravely injured in an instant!

This was no joke. Saiyans had powerful vitality, but their regenerative abilities were nowhere near that outrageous.

Bzz!

A layer of white ki surrounded his body, constantly fluctuating in an explosive state.

This was not good news. Releasing ki explosively was indeed a means of increasing combat power, but what Li Ming needed now was control. The appearance of an explosive ki release meant he was about to lose control!

"Ah!"

The startled cry from outside the gravity chamber made Li Ming's eyes widen instantly. The veins on his face burst open, and his entire body was bathed in blood.

It's over...

Bang!

The moment he fell to the ground, he desperately released a burst of ki that shattered the control panel. The gravity began to fade, and then he lost consciousness.

When Li Ming woke again, his entire body had lost all sensation. Looking at the blurry lights before him, he realized he was lying in a hospital bed.

"You're awake? Great. I thought you were done for."

His eyes shifted, but his neck was fixed in a cast, completely unable to move.

"Oh! You're awake? What terrifying vitality. It simply isn't the vitality a human should possess. But since you're awake, it's not a major problem. You should recover fully after resting for half a year." Dr. Brief walked over and spoke.

"Ugh!?"

He had just tried to open his mouth when he discovered that he was covered in bandages from head to toe!

"Oh? What do you want to say? Go ahead."

"...￥%&&"

"Mhm, mhm, mhm. Bulma, go get the beans from his training room."

Li Ming struggled for a long time. Even he did not know what he was trying to say, yet Dr. Brief had somehow actually understood him!

He truly was a genius...

"Okay, okay, I'll go right away."