"Sister, I have something to do, I have to go now!"
She hung up before Tights could even respond.
He hurriedly ran towards the direction of the firelight.
As they closed the distance, Bulma's anxiety eased slightly.
Fortunately, the main structure of my house was intact; only a few windows were shattered by the shockwave of the explosion.
The source of the fire and thick smoke... was the open space next to the house.
Bulma stopped abruptly.
That place is...
She built the latest model gravity training chamber specifically for Vegeta!
"That bastard! What is he doing?!"
Bulma's face instantly turned from white to green, and the relief she had just felt was replaced by a surge of inexplicable anger.
She quickened her pace and rounded the corner of the house.
The sight before her made even Bulma, who was used to seeing big scenes, gasp in shock.
The enormous hemispherical building that once stood there has now completely disappeared.
A huge, deep crater billowing black smoke came into view.
The entire gravity chamber has been torn apart from the inside.
Distorted and deformed.
The surrounding area was littered with charred metal fragments...
The internal, intricate piping was exposed, and dangerous warning lights flashed continuously.
Bulma felt her blood pressure soaring.
She stood with her hands on her hips, shouting angrily at the still-smoking ruins.
" Vegeta!"
"What the hell are you doing?!"
However, no response was received.
She hesitated for a while.
In the end, I gritted my teeth and went inside.
Soon, in the center of the ruins, she saw that familiar figure.
Vegeta.
He knelt on the wrecked ground, head bowed, motionless.
His blue combat suit had long since been torn to shreds in the explosion, revealing his battered and muscular body beneath.
His entire body was covered with horrific, deep lacerations that revealed the bone.
It can be described as "a bloody mess".
But he seemed to feel no pain at all.
He just stared intently at his own hands, which were covered in blood and trembling violently.
Bulma stopped in her tracks.
I couldn't help but cover my mouth in shock!
This was the first time she had ever seen such a scene.
Very... visually striking!
It's even a little... scary...
"W-what happened...?" Bulma asked tentatively.
"What exactly happened?"
What did you do?
Vegeta acted as if he hadn't heard.
You can vaguely see the lips opening and closing.
However, the sound was so soft that it was almost impossible to hear.
"Not enough!"
"That's far from enough!"
"To surpass Kakarot, even more rigorous training is needed!"
"Higher! Higher gravity!"
As he was speaking, Vegeta suddenly collapsed without warning.
There was no further movement...
Bulma instinctively took a step back.
He... seems... a bit dead?
After a moment's hesitation, she stepped forward again.
He reached out and checked Vegeta's breath.
They secretly breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that the person still had vital signs.
"Well!"
"Seriously!"
"How did Jing end up with this mess..."
Inside one of the base's core laboratories.
The Reiz and Lakasei brothers stood intently in front of a huge circular analyzer.
At the center of the instrument, a holographic projection is constantly flashing, performing complex analysis and reconstruction of patterns and texts imprinted from ancient stone walls.
These are the rubbings of documents that Amond team brought back from ancient ruins on a remote, abandoned planet during their clearing mission.
Amond and Daiz stood idly to the side, neither understanding nor interested in the convoluted symbols.
The laboratory's automatic doors slid open silently, and Dr. Gero walked in with his hands behind his back, taking unhurried steps.
"How about it?"
Upon hearing this, the Reiz and Lakasei brothers immediately stopped what they were doing.
They exchanged a glance, seemingly considering how to respond.
Amond and Daiz also curiously joined in.
When it comes to ancient materials about the universe, such as ancient books and ancient scripts, we need to consider these aspects.
That's one of the strengths of the Reiz and Lakasei brothers.
This is why Dr. Gero entrusted them with this important analytical work.
"Doctor, the script on this is indeed very ancient. We've checked all known ancient language families in the Legion's database, but none of them match perfectly."
"Moreover, the rubbing is severely damaged, with many key pieces of information missing, making it extremely difficult to interpret."
Upon hearing this, Dr. Gero frowned almost imperceptibly.
What was the result?
Lakasei then added, "However, Doctor, we still managed to extract some symbolic information through some frequently occurring hieroglyphs and repeatedly mentioned syllables."
"These murals and inscriptions seem to describe a catastrophe that affected the entire universe..."
"Or rather, an extremely powerful... cosmic evil group that once existed."
Evil gang?
Amond and Daiz exchanged glances, their interest piqued.
Come to think of it, weren't they all once an evil gang?
There are still evil groups that can be documented.
This indicates that they once had a wide-ranging and serious impact on the universe.
The impact is far from minor.
As for Frieza Force...
What kind of evil gang is this? They're all just people with the same achievements.
However, Dr. Gero's reaction was different from theirs.
Overall, I didn't feel anything.
"Doctor... what do you mean?" The others looked at him.
"I mean, these things, these so-called ancient legends..."
"It has nothing to do with the development of our legion."
"It has nothing to do with our research."
Dr. Gero said calmly.
He was clearly somewhat disappointed by the information in this document.
Not interested.
Let's call this project a day.
"I don't want to see you waste your energy on this kind of thing anymore."
He seemed ready to make a decision immediately, but then he quickly thought of something.
The analysis of this data is still somewhat insufficient; what if there are other things mixed in?
Furthermore, the Rezlacasai brothers, as well as Amondo and Dez, seem to be somewhat interested in this.
They were all veterans of the general's staff, and their seniority was far greater than his own.
Ultimately, we still need to consider their feelings.
"Alright, you two decide this matter yourselves."
"Appropriate investigation is acceptable."
"But we absolutely cannot let this affect the progress of our core research..."
The others understood what he meant.
There are priorities, Dr. Gero certainly wasn't wrong.
"We understand, Doctor."