"Are you okay?"
Jerry walked over to Bora and asked with concern.
Since Bora's body could withstand bullets without injury, Jerry had put some force into that punch.
Bora patted and rubbed his stomach, then laughed.
"I'm fine. Since you beat me, let's have some fish before climbing Korin Tower!"
"Then thank you."
Jerry had originally wanted to refuse, but after thinking it over, he accepted.
He knew Bora was worried that he would get hungry while climbing the tower, so he wanted him to eat his fill and replenish his strength beforehand.
Tower guardians like Bora lived simple, fulfilling lives, free from worldly entanglements. They had their own faith, and their hearts were the purest.
Faced with the kindness of someone like that, Jerry could not bear to refuse.
He was not a pure person, nor could he be considered kind, but that did not stop him from liking kind and pure people.
Besides, after half a year of training, sitting down for a meal of grilled fish seemed like a nice thing.
Although the world of Dragon Balls was also called Earth, it differed greatly from an ordinary Earth. Some cities were so technologically advanced that they used maglev baby strollers, while others still resembled feudal dynasties.
Outside the cities lay vast natural environments untouched by human hands. All kinds of enormous dinosaurs and creatures were common, and some dinosaurs could even talk.
Even a random small river might contain fish of absurd size. The grilled fish they were eating around the campfire was one Bora had caught in a nearby river, and calling it a shark would not have been an exaggeration.
All he could say was that this Earth's ecological environment was truly well preserved.
"Thank you for the meal!"
Even with nothing more than a