"Dr. Gero really knew how to stir up trouble."
Son Gohan muttered to himself, then used Instant Transmission to go to Capsule Corporation.
Meanwhile, Trunks was sorting through the equipment they had salvaged from the secret laboratory.
Dr. Gero's Supercomputer, in particular, was priceless.
When Bulma and Dr. Brief saw it, they both marveled at what a genius Dr. Gero had been to design something so incredible.
Son Gohan appeared out of thin air.
Sensing Son Gohan's Ki, Trunks turned to greet him. "Gohan, you're here."
"Yeah." Son Gohan nodded and sat down on the sofa.
Trunks came over too, plopped down on the sofa beside him, and recounted what had just happened.
When he finished, he said, "Gohan, do you think Dr. Gero had any more backup plans? He built so many underground bases that it's impossible to guard against them all."
Son Gohan said, "Yeah, keep an eye out. Let's ask Shenron next time."
Then he told Bulma and Trunks that he had finished modifying the Arena.
He also suggested that Bulma add a few more food streets near the World Martial Arts Tournament grounds, so those country bumpkins from the other universes could broaden their horizons and experience Earth's food culture.
Just then, a servant hurried in and said to Bulma, "Ma'am, someone outside is asking for you. She says she's a friend you haven't seen in a long time."
"Someone's here for me?" Bulma asked in confusion.
"Yes. The lady says her name is Launch," the servant replied.
"Launch?" Bulma sprang out of her chair and burst into laughter. "Hahaha! Wonderful, wonderful! She's finally here. Go bring her in."
No sooner had she said that than she shook her head repeatedly. "No, never mind. I'll go get her myself."
The servant was bewildered by her sudden