Chapter 5 How strong is this Kakarot you are talking about?
Dragon Ball, the world of the future.
As the dazzling dappled sunlight scattered into every corner of the room, Trunks awoke.
The Saiyan, who hadn't slept such a peaceful sleep for a long time, opened his confused eyes.
In the next second, his consciousness returned, and his strength skyrocketed instantly!
"Mother—"
"Trunks?!"
"Are you awake?!"
"Great, I was about to wake you up for dinner!"
The virtuous Bulma leaned against the doorpost, a gentle smile on her lips.
“…………?”
"Mother, I...... You ......" Trunks was a little confused.
Last night he remembered—
"It's okay anymore, I've made a deal with Beckett. I promised to give him all the information about Frieza and help him build a time machine that would travel through timelines. ”
"So, it's all right."
Bulma smiled softly, recounting what had happened last night, and Trunks fell silent.
Obviously, last night, it was he who was impulsive.
If it weren't for Bulma, Trunks felt that he would not have survived.
The man named Beckett was terrifying in strength beyond what he had always known.
"Super Saiyan God ............"
"God............ Is it? ”
Recalling the feeling of powerlessness in the face of Beckett last night, Trunks bit his lip reluctantly.
"One more thing, Trunks."
"Huh?"
"I want you to apologize to Beckett for your recklessness last night."
Bulma, who was not worried that Trunks was going with Beckett, could only try his best to make amends, and hoped that Master Beckett would not be as careless as Trunks.
"Why—I see." Trunks' excited expression froze for a moment, and then he calmed down for a moment.
Fighting alone on the battlefield, he is no longer the Wuxia Amon he used to be, and he has also learned to think with his own brain.
Beckett named him for the reason for the first trip with him, Bulma could guess, and so could Trunks.
"It's good to understand." Bulma stroked her son's reluctant cheek and said nothing more.
In the end, this is also because of Beckett's distrust.
Human.
It's just that Beckett's approach is too strong for their mother and son, but there is no solution.
Beckett's terrifying strength is the foundation and root of his ability to do this, and neither Trunks nor Bulma is powerless to resist.
Get up and wash up.
When Trunks arrives in the restaurant area, he sees a blue robot cat raising his hand to greet him, "Good morning." ”
"Good morning—"
Well?!
Wrong!
Trunks, who replied casually, suddenly realized that something was wrong.
Why doesn't this robot cat speak English?
"I took a little time last night to tweak my language system and got a language package funded by your mother, Ms. Bulma."
Perhaps seeing the confusion in Trunks' eyes, Woz, who was drinking engine oil, grinned and explained the reason to him.
As a self-aware AI organism, evolving a new language pack skill is not a problem for it.
Not to mention that there is also a genius scientist in Bulma.
Bulma also gave Beckett a language capsule that he became proficient in Japanese after eating.
"Ms. Bulma, I've got the materials for the durable materials ready, when can we start?" Bulma, who came out right behind Trunks, was asked by Woz before he could say anything.
"Anytime." Bulma had no reason to refuse.
After reaching out and patting her son on the shoulder, signaling that he was reassured, Bulma followed Woz, who got up from his chair, out of the room.
【Time............ Is the machine ............]
His eyes followed Bulma's background, and Trunks looked outside the house and saw the man's back.
The man who was called the [Super Saiyan God] by his robot cat henchmen.
Beckett.
"I'm sorry about last night's incident."
"I was too impulsive to figure out what was going on."
Carrying a sword, Trunks walked out of the house and apologized to Beckett, who was sitting on top of the rubble.
Beckett, who was still looking at the information in his hand, glanced back: "Are the Saiyans in your world as weak as you?" ”
"........................" Trunks didn't know what he should say for a moment.
What do you mean that the Saiyans in your world are as weak as you?
Even if I'm weak, isn't it a good reason for you to despise people so much?
"I don't know, but I do know that there is a strong Saiyan in our world."
"It's the Monkey King who killed Frieza that my mother said yesterday."
Trunks directly moved out the great god Sun Wukong to overwhelm his world.
If Sun Wukong hadn't died of a heart attack, where would the artificial people in this world have such a rampant performance, they would have been cleaned up a long time ago.
This is the conclusion that Trunks has come to after years of chanting in Bulma.
The strongest Saiyan on the surface, the world's Dinghai God Needle - Sun Wukong.
Or rather, Kakarot.
"...... heart disease?"
Beckett, who only knew that Sun Wukong was sick and died, and didn't know that he died of a heart attack, was stunned when he heard this.
The familiar words instantly evoked a long-forgotten memory in his mind - it was when Beckett was still training for Thanos in the Dark Quadrant, and his heart was overwhelmed by the continuous high-intensity training and potions, and he suffered a toxin invasion and a heart crisis.
Fortunately, Thanos found out in time, otherwise it is still a question whether Beckett will be able to continue to be alive on the cosmic stage.
"How strong was this Kakarot you said when he was alive?"
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Dragon Ball, the seventh universe.
I looked up and down as Frieza stood in front of the window with a metallic texture, looking at the planets that were flying around her, and the smile on her lips became cruel.
"That place called Earth, are you going to occupy it?"
Frieza's father, the Kurdish king, who also pulled Frieza back from the brink of death, sat at the top of the line, looked at his youngest son, and asked.
"Of course, father."
"I'm going to kill all of that damn Saiyan before he returns."
"I'm going to let him be immersed in boundless pain and can't extricate himself!"
"I'm going to occupy the planet he wants to protect, and I'm going to make him doom!"
Frieza's cheeks were filled with twisted hatred.
If it weren't for that damn Super Saiyan, how would he end up with the ugly appearance he has now?
Every time Frieza, who was rescued by various mechanical components, woke up and saw the dignity he was now, the hatred for that Saiyan in his heart became stronger.
Everything, blame that Saiyan!
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