The original timeline.
The Sixth Branch.
Bulma walked out of the laboratory, yawning.
She had just finished working on the next few days' worth of tasks.
I'm feeling a little sleepy, but it's not time to rest yet.
She rushed to exceed her quota just to squeeze out time to spend with her sister.
Tights hasn't been back to base for quite some time.
They have been staying on other planets within their jurisdiction.
It's both a foundation's charitable work and a biography of Frieza Force.
She forced herself to personally oversee all the work processes.
I force myself to fill every day in this way.
Don't give yourself a chance to overthink.
Bulma decided to personally comfort her sister, hoping to at least improve her mood.
Thinking this, Bulma yawned again; her room was just ahead.
She turned into the side passage.
Suddenly, they stopped in their tracks.
Outside her room.
There was a person.
He leaned against the wall of the corridor with his eyes closed.
Bulma frowned.
She knew this person.
His name is Vegeta.
However, she didn't have a good impression of him.
It should be said that this guy has a bad reputation throughout the entire Sixth Branch base.
He's only been here a few days, and every day people are complaining about him.
They heard Bulma's footsteps approaching.
Vegeta slowly opened his eyes and got up from the wall.
His gaze scrutinized the woman in front of him, who was slightly taller than him.
"You must be Bulma?"
"That's me!" Bulma had actually heard that this person was a bit fierce.
She subconsciously raised her voice, as if to bolster her courage.
Anyway, this is the base, so no matter how fierce he is, he won't dare to do anything to me!
Do you have any advice for me?
"You can build gravity chambers, right?" Vegeta asked bluntly.
He stated his purpose.
"Gravity chamber?" Bulma paused for a moment.
Although the gravity chamber was created by her father, Dr. Brief, she was also present at the time.
"What's wrong? This isn't difficult at all... What's wrong?"
Do you want me to build a gravity chamber for you?
"That's right! I need you to create a gravity field for me as soon as possible that's exactly like Kakarot's... No, wait!" Vegeta clenched his fist.
He gritted his teeth and said, "We need a gravity chamber that's many times stronger than Kakarot's!"
Bulma frowned as she watched Vegeta, who seemed to be giving her orders for no apparent reason.
What?!
"You're just talking nonsense, it's really baffling!"
Why should I build a gravity chamber?
Vegeta was completely stunned by this retort.
He hadn't really thought about that.
Why?
In his mind, there was no reason why; it was simply because he needed it!
Did this woman really just reject him like that?
His expression kept changing.
They even wanted to resort to threats, just like before.
But the thought that there were many stronger Power Level in this base came to mind.
He couldn't help but temporarily suppress the anger in his heart.
"What would it take for you to help me manufacture it?" Vegeta asked in a deep voice.
"I don't have time to help you, nor am I obligated to!" Bulma became much bolder after seeing that the other party had backed down.
Cross your arms in front of your chest.
"Please leave immediately, I have other matters to attend to!"
Bulma's direct disregard for his feelings left Vegeta stunned.
Her face also flushed slightly.
"You!"
Do you know who I am?
How dare you refuse me!
Vegeta continued walking towards Bulma as he spoke.
Veins bulged on his forehead.
His emotions became increasingly agitated.
Fist clenched.
"I am the prince of the Saiyan!"
I came to find you in person!
"I've already been very restrained!"
Why are you all like this?!
"I've had enough of you arrogant bastards!"
Vegeta's sudden outburst startled Bulma.
They retreated backward repeatedly.
"What are you doing?!"
"Don't do anything reckless! I'm warning you, violence is strictly prohibited here!"
Bulma waved her hands.
"You! I've already told you, I don't have time to build you any gravity chamber!"
"Can't you understand human language?"
"How about this, I'll make it for you when I have time later!"
Bulma's concession actually calmed Vegeta down from his near-outburst.
When are you free?
"Of course we'll find out when we have time!"
"So please don't interfere with me doing my own thing!" Bulma sternly pointed Vegeta in the opposite direction from her door.
He then strode past Vegeta and headed towards his room.
At the same time, he was secretly delighted.
When I'm free is entirely up to me!
We'll talk about it when I'm in a better mood.
When she packed her things, preparing to leave the base planet to find her sister Tights...
When the door opened, Vegeta was still outside.
She was startled again.
"You, what are you still doing here?"
"Didn't I tell you? Don't get in my way!"
Vegeta didn't react. "I won't get in your way, but I'll have to wait for you!"
Bulma's face flushed red as she yelled at Vegeta, "You're getting in my way by following me!"
In the base's council chamber at this moment.
Amond suddenly stood up, supporting himself on his seat.
He frowned and asked.
"Doctor! Are you sure you didn't say something wrong?"
"We're not needed for the next task?"
He looked around the hall.
The general's most capable men are all here.
His actions were also intended to gain the support of the other soldiers.
But no one echoed his sentiments.
Dr. Gero said calmly.
You should let me finish speaking first!
Under Dr. Gero's calm gaze, Amond, though unwilling, sat down.
After things quieted down, Dr. Gero continued speaking.
"What I meant was that I don't need you to be in charge."
"To put it bluntly, every single one of you here is incapable of handling any task other than combat!"
Even if it were possible, it would be only a half-baked skill.
"To realize the general's grand ideals, half-baked efforts are absolutely unacceptable!"
Dr. Gero, it must be said, is entirely correct.
Those present were well aware of their own limited abilities.
"If none of us can meet your requirements, then who are you going to put in charge of these things?"
Daiz crossed his arms, leaned back in his chair, and asked his question.
The others also turned their gazes toward Dr. Gero.
"These things are absolutely none of your concern."
"For this purpose, I have already designed a special project: artificial humans."
Dr. Gero raised a finger and tapped it lightly on his head.
"The general's will, the grand ideals he constructed, are all stored in their minds!"
"The general once said that changing the universe is very difficult!"
All we need to do is find the right environment!
"Building a completely new order from scratch!"
"To influence the old world with a new order!"
Dr. Gero's eyes became incredibly devout!
"No matter where the general is now, his will will always guide our progress!"