The Palace Guardian Spirit looked at Bulma, momentarily surprised—or rather, excited. A hundred was a terrifying number.
Ordinary people might not be able to afford a hundred capsules, but he had told many Palace Guardian Spirits that he could buy capsules for them. Many had asked him to purchase them on their behalf, which was why he had come.
"That's right, exactly one hundred capsules. Do you have them? If not, I'll go buy them from that young man."
The Palace Guardian Spirit did not like the way Bulma was looking at him. He assumed she did not have any capsules and thought of going to Uchiha Hikaru to buy them instead. After all, Uchiha Hikaru had casually carried ten capsules on him last time—equivalent to carrying a hundred million.
So all he wanted now was to buy the capsules as quickly as possible. He really wanted to see the looks on those people's faces when he returned, to see how shocked they would be. If they were shocked enough, he might laugh about it for a long time.
"Yes, but first you need to show me that you have one billion. Otherwise, I won't show you the capsules."
Bulma felt that something was off about this short fellow. How could someone casually buy a hundred capsules? Capsules were not cabbages; they had value.
And one billion was not something an ordinary person could produce. 437
Bulma spoke as though she had mentioned something incredibly important. At that moment, the Palace Guardian Spirit fell silent, as if all he wanted to do was cry out in grievance. Or perhaps he wanted to immediately change something about the situation, though that was all just wishful thinking.
"What? A hundred capsules cost one billion? I'm buying this many, and there's no discount?"