"Thud!"
Trunks tossed Granolah onto the floor with a dull thud.
Granolah gritted his teeth, his face twisted with rage.
"You damned Saiyan monkey!!!"
Bulma glanced at Granolah, who had been tied up in an elaborate tangle of ropes.
Puzzled, she asked, "Trunks, what's going on?"
"He's an alien, but he's pretty tight-lipped. He won't answer any questions, though it's obvious he really hates Saiyans."
"Mom, this robot should know some secrets. Try decoding its data."
"Listen up, scrap heap. Don't try anything funny, or I'll destroy both you and your master."
After delivering his threat, Trunks handed over Granolah's eyepiece robot.
"An alien?" Bulma frowned.
At that moment, a fully mechanical android stepped forward and took the eyepiece robot from Trunks.
After years of continually researching and improving Dr. Gero's android technology, Bulma could now build fully mechanical androids every bit as powerful as Android 16.
They were also extremely safe.
There was no chance of them rebelling.
After taking the eyepiece robot, the android's entire body glowed with a crystalline light, instantly swallowing up the eyepiece robot, Oatmeel.
Bzzzt!
A beam of white light shot from the android's eyes. The air before it shimmered, then formed an enormous screen.
An android-the upgraded projector!
The enormous screen began playing all the eyepiece robot's memories of its time with Granolah.
Granolah felt as though he were being publicly executed.
When he saw himself standing on a mountaintop, laughing uproariously and pissing into the wind, he simply turned his head away and closed his eyes.
Images played across the screen.
[Monaito!] [Survivors of Planet Cereal] [The Saiyans who destroyed Planet Cereal] [Frieza Force] [The Heeters] [Cooler and the Saiyans under his command] [Mission] [Planet Cereal's Dragon Balls]
"..."
Keywords were extracted one after another.
Trunks and Bulma frowned deeply.