"On the 156th day of coming to the Dragon Ball world, I still haven't figured out what kind of person I should be in the future."

"My body is about ten years old now, but my strength is greater than that of an ordinary adult man, and if I grow up step by step, maybe I can become an athlete?"

"It's probably hilarious to travel to the Dragon Ball world and run away to be an athlete."

"Nandu is one of the five political, economic, and cultural centers of Dragon Ball, and it's not hard to find odd jobs that can earn money. It's just a little hot. I don't know if the martial arts masters in the Dragon Ball world have the means to stay cold and hot. It seems that in the artificial man chapter, when Kurin and others chased Dr. Gallo to the north, Kurin also asked Tianjin for money to buy a coat... Maybe the qi in Dragon Ball doesn't have the function of keeping out the cold? Forget it, that kind of high-end operation has nothing to do with me. ”

"People travel to the Dragon Ball world, seven or eight out of ten are Saiyans, all of them are on-the-ground learning, walking and flying, nothing to do to play self-harm and upgrade Dafa, casually they are Super Saiyans, and they are naturally Super Saiyans, red, yellow, blue, green and white hair dyed like fun...... The remaining one or two, not some Namek, but also some kind of gifted cosmic cow, in short, probably all of them have a good tire. ”

"If this were me, I wouldn't even have to vote for a baby? Direct physical crossing. ”

"My body has shrunk to about ten years old, and compared with my previous life, except for my strength, I haven't changed much, and my visual strength hasn't changed much."

"But what he meows... Strength to top an egg? ”

"It's not so big as to crush everything, and you can't even beat the fierce dinosaur people on Dragon Ball Earth when you go out... Before wearing the earthling, after wearing the earthling, still the earthling! Nima, I'm really annoyed. ”

It was still dawning, and in a small dilapidated room, a black-haired ten-year-old boy in a gray vest and black pants sat at his desk, writing in his diary.

The clothes are very old, like second-hand shopping.

The pen is the cheapest pencil, and the notebook is also cheap and the paper is coarse.

The boy's name is Wang Chao, and the traverser is also.

About five months ago, he woke up in a world that was supposed to be an anime, and his body was shrunk to about ten years old.

But the strange thing is that instead of decreasing his physical function, he has strengthened a lot more than in his previous life - he had a fight with someone when he first crossed over, and his physical strength and strength were twice as strong as that of adult men.

But Wang Chao didn't think there was anything to be afraid of.

In the five months since the crossing, he hasn't even slept well a few times.

Once, I had a nightmare.

In the dream, he was like the male protagonist of countless Dragon Ball fandoms, and after crossing over, he ran to practice martial arts without saying a word.

What turtle immortals, immortals, realm kings... When I saw him, it was like seeing my father, kneeling and licking on the spot, and I didn't hide any magic tricks.

He knocked out the medicine and upgraded like crazy.

As a result, he was full of coercion in the ring of the world's No. 1 martial arts club, but he was beaten violently by Mr. Satan and in front of tens of thousands of live audiences...

There is another nightmare.

In the dream, he is the leader of the Dragon Ball fighters and takes everyone to Nanamek to farm the copy of the Frieza Legion.

Outcome...

The big boss Frieza has transformed three times in a row.

Our allies, including Sun Wukong, have all fallen to the ground with blood left,

According to the normal development of the story, it's time for him, the male protagonist who has crossed over, to turn the tide and save the world!

Can...

In the dream, Wang Chao rushed towards Frieza, but he tripped over a stone and bled a mouthful. Afraid of being seized by Frieza to fight back, he wanted to take off strategically and retreat first, but he jumped on the spot, and he didn't even fly.

Seemed to be shaking at the complete body Frieza, but he was also dumb on the spot, and the scene was very embarrassing for a while...

It scared him.

Frightened, he immediately realized that he must be having a nightmare, and then said "good fight" to the fully embodied Frieza in the dream, and woke up on the spot.

When I dream back at midnight, I can't help but sweat coldly.

This nightmare... It's also too Nyima to be ashamed, and it's too Nyima to be terrible.

This really hit the fragile side of his heart, all kinds of worries and uneasiness.

Who hasn't seen Dragon Ball?

So of course he knows that in the world view of Dragon Ball, what guys are really capable of.

Except for the Saiyans, the other Dragon Ball fighters either quietly serve as a backdrop, or they are reduced to funny commentators and memes.

In this regard, Wang Chao is of course very happy as a comic reader.

In the past, he also ridiculed Kulin Tianjin Fanbik and others, and the more he mixed up, the more salty he became, but now as a member of this world, he may not be as good as others, how can he still laugh......

His strength is indeed a little larger than that of ordinary earthlings, but the left and right are just... From the scum of Battle 5 to the scum of War 10.

The initial race setting of the earthlings is not good for later development ability, and there is no room for manipulation.

What can earthlings do? Earthlings can't seem to do anything! If you want to be a medical soldier with a bag, you are afraid that you will be accidentally killed by the enemy, and in the worse case, you can't keep the fairy bean, but you will be snatched away by the enemy.

The upper limit of potential... It's up to the sky, and it seems to be a Kulin.

"Annoying, annoying, annoying."

Wang Chao wrote seven annoying words in a row in the diary.

This kind of irritability is actually quite easy to understand......

Before he crossed over, he looked at the Dragon Ball, which was a super Saiyan god with his mouth open, and a free and extremely intentional skill with his mouth closed, and the golden retriever Saiyans couldn't beat it, and he didn't look at it with his eyes.

It can be said that there is a super god in talking and laughing, and there is no weak chicken in the exchange.

Even Sun Wukong's Super Saiyan No. 3 is not very much appreciated, and it is degraded as an evil way, and the righteous way is the kind of Super Saiyan No. 2 full-power form of the future Da Te.

See, there's a lot of cards on this topic.

As a result, after crossing over, don't be a Super Saiyan, you may not even be able to compare with a salted fish like Yamucha, and you can't even go out of the novice village on Earth in this life...

Can this sense of disparity not be uncomfortable?

"It's another day of negative energy!"

Wang Chao stopped writing and sighed, then tore off the page he wrote this morning, and burned a match without looking at it.

Cosmic conventions, of course, the traverser must not leave any evidence that might reveal his or her identity.

After all, there are kanji on Dragon Ball Earth.

Wang Chao didn't want to write something to relieve his depression, and if someone saw it one day, wouldn't it be asking for trouble. So this kind of thing, he writes and burns.

The flames eroded the paper and reflected it in Wang Chao's eyes.

"Burn, burn, burn..."

He muttered.

I really hope that the weakness and cringe in my heart will be burned clean with this page.

When the flames spread and burned to the word "Saiyan", Wang Chao couldn't help but let out a death gaze (dead fish eyes), not to mention envying this open-minded nation in his heart.

When the flames crawled over the only Chinese character "qi" on this page, Wang Chao couldn't help but think that Lao Tzu seemed to be looking forward to something subconsciously... Also, who hasn't blindly compared a hand of turtle school qigong when he was a child?

Throw the fire ball into half a bowl of water, and after a puff of white smoke, it turns into half a bowl of paper ash water.

“cool！”

Wang Chao muttered casually, pushed open the window, and splashed the bowl of water.

Outside the window, it was getting darker.

The air is also fresh.

Wang Chao put down the bowl.

I saw a poster pressed on my desk.

It was more than five months ago, when he first crossed over, when he was earning money by picking up garbage, he accidentally found it in the garbage heap.

The poster of the 17th World First Martial Arts Association.

The main screen of the poster... It's a martial arts scene that used to be very familiar in the anime. It was an entrance to the Martial Arts Temple on Papaya Island, and the plaque read "The World's No. 1 Martial Arts Association" in Chinese calligraphy.

The poster is old, after all, it was released several years ago. The whole sheet is full of folds, and some traces are pasted.

But I don't know why, Wang Chao is reluctant to throw away this poster.

Every time he is in a bad mood and wants to give up on himself, when he is an ordinary person who lives a mess in Dragon Ball Earth, this poster will always jump into his sight.

seemed to be mocking him and said: Wang Chao, you are really a salted fish.

"What salted fish... Can the affairs of earthlings be called salted fish? ”

"It's a big deal that when the earthlings collectively die and resurrect collectively, I silently shout a few 666 and it's over... It's not worth a trip through Dragon Ball......"

Wang Chao's hand pressed on the poster, and his fingers rubbed the yellowed picture of the gate of the martial arts club on the poster a few times.

He pouted, put the poster back, and pressed it under his notebook. I went and put on an old red coat and was going to go out.

He looks like a ten-year-old boy, only about 1.23 meters tall, but he has a strong bounce power, and when he passes by the door, he jumps lightly, and his hands directly hold the lower edge of the door and window.

Wang Chao guessed that perhaps because of unknown reasons in the process of crossing, his body was "compressed", and while he changed back to the appearance of a ten-year-old, his physical fitness was also enhanced.

But it's also possible, just like some of the YY online articles he once read, because the world system is different, the physical fitness of ordinary earthlings is equivalent to superman if they are placed in another world... After all, it is not impossible to have such an absurd possibility: the earthlings before the time travel are better than the earthlings of Dragon Ball.

"Whew... Call... Whew..."

Wang Chao started pull-ups very easily, and he had already done more than a dozen of them after drinking saliva.

Although Wang Chao dislikes his earthlings in various ways, in fact, with his current physical strength, if he returns to the earth in his previous life and dominates a few streets, a few communities, and a few people's squares, it is still not a problem.

But it's not the same when it comes to Dragon Ball Earth.

With the power of his "10 scum", there are many pure earthlings who can screw him to death with one hand.

Take the first martial arts meeting in the manga as an example.

Nan Wu, who is the image of an Indian Ah San, can jump into the sky with a nirvana Sky Cross Slash... It has to be a few tens of meters, right?

Wang Chao also jumped on the spot desperately, and it was terrible to be able to jump five or six meters high.

Other words... There is no passerby master like Nan, and he can hammer the current Wang Chao. In other words, his current initial attribute seems to be powerful, but in fact, it is just like that, more than enough for the next, not to mention the above. In the previous life, the earth is definitely enough to be the king and hegemon, but in the Dragon Ball world, the earth is full of strange people... There are many people who can beat him violently. In the comics, Sun Gohan's little girlfriend Bidi Li may be able to press Wang Chao to the ground with one hand and rub it.

Don't you see... In the comics, Satan, the old father who is more salted than Di Li, has the combat power of the turtle immortals, in addition to not being able to let go of the waves, the panel data even exceeds that of the "god of martial arts" turtle immortals.

And like Satan, how many "ordinary" masters have never appeared in comics? God knows.

Therefore, Wang Chao didn't feel that his current strength was anything at all.

You say that he is unfounded and worried, or that he is too pessimistic, in short......

Although Wang Chao has traveled to the Dragon Ball world, he has been going around the southern capital of the earth for more than five months, and he is still staying here.

Although, sometimes he can't help but reverie.

On the other side of the world, in the Western Capital, the second lady of the Transformation Capsule Company, Boomer, has almost been born, right?

She is four years older than the protagonist of the story, Sun Wukong, who landed in 737 and this year is 735, so Boomer is already two years old.

But when I think of those messy nightmares...

Wang Chao doesn't dare to guarantee that he is the protagonist of Dragon Ball fandom, in case he doesn't do his best to mix in the plot, but he messes everything up and destroys the earth and even the universe, wouldn't it be a sin?

In this way, there is inevitably some emptiness in the heart.

Although he also really wants to see the live-action version of Dragon Ball heroine Boomer with his own eyes, but... The southern capital where he is located and the western capital where Booma's family is located are separated by a bay and half a continent, and Wang Chao can't afford the transportation expenses alone.

Nandu is located on an island south of the equator on the earth's territory, and the distance between it and the western capital is simply not too far.

Besides, Boomer doesn't know him Wang Chao, Wang Chao is going to someone's house, what are you talking about? Could it be that she will talk about the tragedy tower of her future undocumented husband? It's kind of embarrassing to think about.

"If I have a stupid Dragon Ball fandom written this time, then Lao Tzu is probably the most unambitious Dragon Ball fandom..."

Wang Chao was annoyed in his heart, and he worked harder to do pull-ups.

"Comfortable!"

He did sixty or seventy words in one breath, and then spun and landed, growing a breath of turbidity.

This person is always sitting alone in the room with his head bored, and his thoughts are easy to go wrong and become negative and pessimistic.

After walking out of the door, his eyes were open, and Wang Chao's mood was also a lot smoother.

Like the star master in Shaolin football, he swings his fists and kicks while walking, as if he is a martial arts master.

He lives in a small rundown house on the outskirts of Nandu, dozens of kilometers from the city center.

The population of buildings here is very small, and the remote ones are basically rural.

Wang Chao glanced at the second-hand electronic watch on his wrist, which happened to be five o'clock in the morning.

"Like an old man, go to bed early and wake up early..."

Wang Chao complained to himself.

Dragon Ball Earth doesn't have an internet, and he can't afford a TV or anything like that for the time being.

In addition, due to cultural differences, most of the entertainment in this world, such as movies and TV series, such as novels and storybooks, cannot be appreciated by him.

The kind of estrangement that "seems to be quite powerful, but it just can't get the cool point".

After a brief stretch, Wang Chao began to run in the morning.

Along the loess road in the suburbs, run at a constant speed in the direction of the center of the southern metropolis.

His running movements, pace, etc. are quite amateurish, after all, he has never practiced in his previous life. But I have insisted on running for several months, the running speed is already very fast, and the physical strength distribution is basically an approximate number, plus the enhancement of physical fitness after the crossing, Wang Chao is not particularly tired after running dozens of kilometers in the morning. Because he is relatively small now, the two little short legs are like hot wheels, and there is no shadow when he walks around, and the uncle who drives a tractor occasionally passing by on the road is stunned for a while.

"It's this guy again..."

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Wang Chao got up so early and went out, firstly, because his excellent physical fitness gave him interest and enthusiasm for self-exercise, and secondly... It's because he has found a few part-time jobs, so he has to go to the center of Nandu early.

No way, even if he is a traveler with extraordinary background, it costs money for food, clothing, housing and transportation.

If you want money to spend, you have to earn it.

He can't do this kind of work to rob, and he doesn't have any literary ink in his stomach, even if he can get the diploma in his previous life, he can't use it, so he can only find a few hard-working part-time jobs in Nandu temporarily.

Fortunately, the most important thing Wang Chao lacked after crossing was physical strength, and he was temporarily lost on the road of life, so he didn't dislike the nobility of any profession, and it was over if he earned a stutter.

"Whew... Whew..."

Wang Chao was running, breathing rhythmically, and his abundant physical fitness gave him a trace of confidence, maybe he was not a vegetable, but he was actually a martial arts wizard?

In the five months in the southern capital of Dragon Ball Earth, Wang Chao has always been wandering.

He knew that deep down in his heart, he longed for all kinds of cool pictures in the Dragon Ball manga, but every time he looked down at his earth arms and legs, he couldn't help but be frustrated, so he dispelled his thoughts.

"Ahhh

Wang Chao sped up, closed his eyes and ran wildly, as long as he ran fast enough, troubles couldn't catch up with him.

An hour and a half later...

On both sides of the road, the hemispherical and ball-like Dragon Ball characteristic buildings are becoming more and more dense, and the streets are becoming more and more flat and open, with more and more forked roads and overpasses.

Cars, crowds, noisy urban sounds.

Wang Chao ran all the way from the suburbs to here, already sweating a thin body and a little tired.

He exhaled a long breath and slowly pressed down his steps, his old red coat was tied around his waist, a gray vest and black pants, and he stepped on a pair of old sneakers like a star, walking on the side of the street in the prosperous area of Nandu.

Wang Chao likes to observe the scene on the streets of Nandu quietly alone.

Whether it's the kobolds, tigerheads, bird-headed people running around the streets...

Or can I occasionally see it from a distance, a fashionable girl takes out a small gadget from her delicate bag, throws it anywhere, and BOOM conjures up a two-wheeled bicycle... can make him watch it with relish.

The content of the original manga has become a reality, and it is fresh no matter how you look at it.

The only strange thing is that none of the anti-gravity hovercars that are all over the streets in the comics have appeared.

Is there no anti-gravity technology yet?

Wang Chao walked and walked to a fitness area in an open-air park, full of exercise tools such as single and parallel bars.

It's almost half past six in the morning, and it's a weekday, so there are basically no young people in the park. Only some old men and women get up early to exercise and come to the park to walk around, either twisting their waists, shaking their hands, kicking their legs, twisting their necks, or walking around... And Wang Chao, as usual, walked to the sit-up apparatus and sat down first, and rested for a while.

After sitting for a while, the whole person was lying flat again, and his limbs hung down relaxedly... Looking up at the blue sky and white clouds in the morning, it is clean and pure.

"Huh?"

Wang Chao's eyes moved, and he saw an old man in his upside-down vision.

Strange old man.

-

Wang Chao sat up and looked back at the edge of the fitness area in the park, near the artificial forest, there was an old man in gray and green cloth who was practicing boxing alone.

It was as if the other old men and women couldn't see him, and none of them came near him.

The old man in the gray and green cloth shirt was full of silver hair, his face was thin, his eyes were closed, one hand was behind his back, and the other hand was a knife, swimming in front of him, as if he was fighting with an imaginary opponent.

Wang Chao squinted his eyes to observe the old man's movements, but he gradually became dizzy, and the more he looked, the more sleepy he became, and his skull hurt.

"?" He was stunned, this... What kind of martial arts is this?

Suddenly, the old man's front feet were weak, his palms were slashed down, his elbows were raised, and he shook violently.

I don't know if it's an illusion, Wang Chao actually heard a low hum from the entire park's artificial forest. Looking around, it seemed that because of the old man's elbow swing, the woods shook collectively.

Wang Chao was taken aback and thought, "So fierce? In the Earth of the Dragon Ball World... Is there such a ruthless person? Or is it the vibration and humming of the woods... Just a coincidence? ”

He immediately suspected, could it be a turtle immortal?

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