The Western Capital, one of the most prosperous cities in the Dragon Ball world.

Bulma's home.

"Klin, didn't you go to the temple to cultivate? What are you doing here? Bulma asked curiously.

"Hey, God let me cultivate by myself, and I can't help it." Clint spread his hands and said in chagrin.

"And what are you going to do?" Bulma asked.

"What else can I do, it's up to you for now." Kling said.

Bulma was stunned for a moment, where did the cultivation matter matter her.

"How can I help you cultivate?" Bulma wondered.

"Gravity room, as long as there is a gravity room, I can cultivate." Kling said.

"Hmph, gravity chamber, do you know how much it costs to build a gravity chamber with current technology?" Bulma said.

"How much?" These issues are not mentioned in the original book, and Kling is curious.

I saw Bulma draw a two with her hand.

"Need two million?" Kling said.

"Wrong, it takes 200 million, gravity technology has been researched, but the cost is a bit high, some expensive materials can't find a substitute, and the gravity room you said is definitely not small, 200 million is already a conservative estimate." Bulma said.

Kling also didn't expect that it would cost so much to build a gravity room, and it wasn't mentioned in the original book, probably because the materials were found at that time, or because Bulma helped Goku at any cost at that time. ”

"Can you think of a compromise, like getting a belt or something, with a gravity effect on the body?" Kling said.

"This? It doesn't seem impossible, in this case, you only need to get a little material, and it is estimated that it will not cost much money to make it. Bulma said after a moment's thought.

"That's great, Bulma, when will you be able to do it?" Kling said directly.

"Yes, but you have to pay me." Bulma spoke.

"What? You still need money, Bulma, you're too boring. I'm not here to get rid of the Saiyans. Clint complained.

"Okay, okay, I can't talk about you, I'll do it for you this time, but you'll have to write me an IOU." Bulma still didn't want to.

Eventually, Clint wrote an IOU of 10 million to Bulma. Bulma can't be blamed for being stingy, it's a lot of money indeed.

Looking at the angry Klin, Bulma also wanted to laugh, but now Kling looks much more handsome and pleasing to the eye, in fact, 10 million is nothing to Bulma, but 2 billion is a bit much, and she didn't think about letting Clint return this 10 million, she just wanted Clint to understand the concept of 10 million.

"When will Bulma be ready." Kling asked.

"You wait, I'm only out today, give me three days, it's definitely no problem." Bulma patted her chest and said.

"That's great, wait for you for three days. But you'll have to contract me the food for the next few days. Kling said.

In the blink of an eye, three days passed, and Kling lived in Xidu every day with good food and drink, and accidentally left his myth in Xidu.

In the past three days, except for staying here in Bulma, the rest of the time Klin came to the underground boxing arena in Xidu, which is a big city, and when the rich grab a lot of money, these people will find some entertainment programs when they are free.

And the underground boxing competition and gambling are developing very well, which is also something that Kling overheard when he was out hanging, and then he went to register a fighter.

This is incredible, Klin's strength is comparable to these ordinary people, on the first day, he won ten consecutive victories, and every time he wins, he bets all the money he wins on himself.

By the third day, he had accumulated a net worth of 100 million, and in the last competition, he had staked all the 100 million he had gotten before, and today he was playing against Pardo, who had already won ninety-nine victories, and he had won thirty-eight victories.

"Today, Lin Feng, who is wearing a mask, will fight against Pardo, who has already won ninety-nine victories. We'll see. "All the lights in the audience are focused on the host.

"Please mask man Lin Feng, Lin Feng has won thirty-eight victories, and all the opponents before the battle were easily won." Clint walked slowly onto the stage, and some of the lights shone on him.

"Then let's invite Pardo with ninety-nine victories again, Pardo is three meters tall and his strength is unmatched, there are already ninety-nine fighters who died in his hands, I hope Lin Feng today will be careful not to die." The host shouted loudly.

"If you haven't placed a bet yet, hurry up and place your bets, the current odds are 1 to ten, and bets will stop once the game starts." The moderator reminded again.

"I'm going to add a million, how could that skinny kid win Pardo."

"I'm going to add 10 million to Pardo."

"I'm three million." The emotions of the audience were also stimulated, and they placed bets one after another.

It's just that no one paid attention at this time, and a smile appeared on the corner of Klin's mouth. I'm just thinking, bet, bet, I'm going to win 10 billion anyway, because this challenge was requested by Klin, so the odds are 10 to 1, if it is arranged, it may not be this odds.

"Alright, the additional bets are over, so let's get started." The host announced that he was done and quickly left the iron cage.

"Pardo, Pardo." Basically all the heat is in favor of Pardo, mainly because their money is invested in Pardo.

Pardo's huge size and swollen muscles made Kling look like a child in front of Pardo.

"Boy, you are very lucky to be able to die at the hands of your Pa Ye, you are a blessing." Pardo finished speaking, and walked towards Kling with his hands clenched into fists.

"Since you're so arrogant, then don't blame me." Kling also used the system to look at Pardo's data, and he was indeed very strong among ordinary people, reaching 9 points.

"Die." Pardo threw a hard punch at Klin.

Some of the slightly timid people covered their eyes with their hands, but most were unusually excited.

One punch down, the audience fell silent. They didn't see the results they wanted.

Napado's fist was blocked by Klin's fingers.

"Liar, huh?"

"Can this be stopped?" The audience didn't believe it, and even the staff of the underground boxing world widened their eyes.

Before everyone could react, Pardo fell to the ground, and as for how he fell, basically no one saw it.

"Announce it, Pardo shouldn't be able to stand up for the rest of his life." Kling said that this Pardo had killed ninety-nine fighters in front of him, which was also the retribution he deserved.

After a long time, Pardo didn't stand up, and could only declare Lin Feng the winner, which was Klin's pseudonym.

It's just that the audience didn't agree, so many people basically spent a lot of money to buy Pardo Victory, and some even went bankrupt.

All this has nothing to do with Klin, Klin directly took what he deserved, plus the bonus after winning this game, the whole body adds up to about 1.2 billion yuan, and this wife is always enough.

Those who bet on Pardo to lose will basically make trouble, while Kling is out of the scene and will never be here again, and as for the revenge of the people in the underground boxing world, there is no need to be afraid, they will definitely not find themselves, and it is impossible to track them.

When he returned to Bulma's house, he saw Bulma leisurely drinking juice in the living room.

"Where's that guy Kling? It's always a pinch. Bulma complained.

"I'm here, I think you should have succeeded." Kling said.

"Of course, I'm a genius, take it." Bulma pulled out a one-foot-wide belt and handed it to Kling.

Then Bulma told Kling about the role of the belt, which is also very simple to use, which is a belt that can be adjusted to a maximum of 10 times the gravity of the earth.

Kling quickly took his body, and couldn't wait to adjust the gravity to 10 times, wanting to feel what it was like for Sun Wukong to experience gravity on the planet of the world.

"Don't turn it on here." Seeing this, Bulma quickly reminded.

But it was a little late, and Kling had already turned on 10 times the gravity.

Klin's body is about sixty-five kilograms, and 10 times the gravity is 1,300 kilograms.

In an instant, Kling felt as if his body was being suppressed, and only a touch was heard, and Kling fell from the second floor to crush the slab.

"Clin, how did you fall?" Bulma's father, Dr. Brive, raised his eyes.

From upstairs, Bulma's roar could be heard, "Clin, you idiot, tell you not to use it here, what a big idiot." ”