Android 18 studied Bulla carefully.
Yet she couldn't find a single trace of Vegeta in her.
She asked again, "What about your mom?"
As soon as she spoke, she froze, Bulma's image flashing through her mind.
She had realized that Bulla looked remarkably like Bulma.
Then she immediately added, "Don't tell me your mom is Bulma?"
Bulla nodded. "That's right. My mom is Bulma."
Android 18: ...
Damn it. No wonder she's so rich.
And that Trunks guy...
"So Trunks is your older brother."
"Mm-hmm." Bulla nodded.
Only now did Android 18 finally begin to piece together the truth.
She was no longer in her original timeline.
For some unknown reason, she had been transported to an unfamiliar world.
A timeline that was very likely in the future.
That was the only explanation that made sense of everything that had happened.
As they talked, the two arrived in North City.
First, they found a decent-looking restaurant and had a meal.
Then they went to a bank.
They were going to get Android 18 a bank card.
But Android 18 had no legal identity whatsoever, nor any identification documents.
With no other choice, Bulla opened an anonymous account for Android 18 under her own name, then transferred the agreed amount onto the card.
Their transaction was finally complete.
"Oh, do you have a phone?" Bulla asked.
Android 18 shook her head.
In fact, she didn't even know what a cell phone was.
Before she had been abducted and modified, cell phones had gone by an older name-portable telephones!
Portable telephones as big as bricks.
Times had moved on, and portable telephones had gone through one upgrade after another.
They had become the smartphones of today.
Bulla was eager to help.
She said, "How can you get by without a phone? Come