Three Offerings

She lunged toward where the equipment had originally been placed.

She checked every direction.

Let alone the Gravity Training Room, not even a single screw had been left behind.

"How could it vanish into thin air?"

Bulma looked up at the surveillance cameras.

No outsiders had entered the laboratory.

Before the equipment disappeared, the alarm system had not detected any abnormalities either.

Brief, however, was focused on the floor.

Where the Gravity Training Room had vanished, there was now a silver bracelet.

The bracelet's surface was covered in countless tiny patterns.

Those patterns connected with one another, forming a complex structure he had never seen before.

"Bulma."

Brief crouched down.

"There's something else here."

Bulma hurried over and only picked up the bracelet after putting on gloves.

The moment she touched it, a flood of unfamiliar information poured into her mind.

Spatial storage.

Blood binding.

Rune structure.

An independent internal space.

Bulma's expression changed rapidly.

She repeatedly turned the bracelet over, then picked up an instrument to scan it.

"This isn't an ordinary bracelet."

"There's an independent space inside it."

Brief nearly dropped his pipe.

"An independent space?"

He immediately leaned closer, his gaze fixed firmly on those tiny runes.

"How large is it inside?"

"About ten cubic meters."

Bulma attempted to establish a connection with the bracelet through her consciousness.

Yet the bracelet showed no response.

She followed the information she had received and tried several methods of binding it, but the result remained unchanged.

"It can't be used directly."

"It probably requires blood binding."

Bulma fetched a fine needle and lightly pricked her fingertip.

A drop of blood fell onto the bracelet's surface.

The blood was not absorbed.

Nor did the bracelet undergo any change.

Bulma frowned.

"No."

"This Spatial Bracelet has already been bound to someone else.