Chapter 1133 Sufferer and Huangmao (Part 2) Third Watch~ Please Vote!

"Is this the spaceship you use for interstellar travel?"

Boulma looked at the big ball in front of her, and she felt incredible.

"This looks like an escape pod in a sci-fi movie. It's too small, right? The size of this place is only one seat, can't you lie flat?"

"Not to mention the basic entertainment equipment such as home theater, KTV, and game room. Isn't the travel across the stars calculated on an annual basis? Wouldn't it be boring in such a spaceship? And most importantly, there is no Sanitary equipment. Don’t you need to shower and go to the toilet when you travel to the stars? There is no kitchen!”

Buma asked Vegeta's spaceship all kinds of questions. In her opinion, this big ball can only be used as a temporary escape capsule, and it doesn't have the ability to travel between stars.

This flying ball simply lacks the most basic living conditions.

"You guys flew to Earth in this seat? You flew for more than a year?!"

"Yes." Regarding Bulma's question, Vegeta nodded and said: "Although the condition of this flying ball is indeed a little worse. But there is hypnotic gas in it, which can make people enter a deep sleep or even a state of suspended animation. In this Physiological functions will all slow down in the state. The time of the past year is only equivalent to the past three days for the body."

"Eh~ No, no, no. I can't stand it even for three days." Boulma didn't like this kind of inferior aircraft.

"But I want to study it, can I open it and have a look?"

"You can dismantle it." Vegeta said: "I heard that you are very powerful. As long as you dismantle it and put it back together, then you can dismantle this flying ball directly. Come, let me help you dismantle the shell gone."

While speaking, Vegeta helped Bulma remove the shell of the flying ball directly, so that she could see the internal structure of the entire flying ball more clearly.

Bulma took a deep look at Vegeta: "You are a little different."

"Huh?" Vegeta looked at Bulma after putting the shell away, with an expression of not knowing what she was going to say: "What were you talking about just now?"

"Nothing." Boulma shook his head, then picked up the flashlight and various tools to check the flying ball. In fact, she does feel that Vegeta is very different.

Because in front of martial arts masters like Wukong, although they are always protecting themselves, they will let her go away in everything. Although everyone has good intentions, they are silently telling Boulma that you are in the way.

Especially Yamcha, he wanted to make some scientific equipment many times to help him train and improve his combat effectiveness, but he rudely refused.

And he also vowed: "I don't need external help. Martial Daoists rely on themselves!"

What a guy who puts his muscles into his head. For this matter, I don't know how many times I have quarreled with him. Later, when I was tired, I didn't bother to quarrel with him, and he could do whatever he wanted. I can't control him anymore.

Boulma shook her head, and didn't bother to think about Yamcha, after all, she broke up with him, didn't she.

"This spaceship looks like it's been around for a long time, and many pipelines are very old." Boulma checked the flying ball.

"Yes, I bought this from the second-hand market. Naha and I had a bigger spaceship before. The space inside at least allows people to move around a little bit, and there are two decent rooms for sleeping." Beji Ta said.

"Oh, what about the spaceship?"

"It's broken, I can only sell scrap iron."

"Huh? What's wrong?"

"Naha and I were sent by Frieza to fight against a colony planet with a high civilization that he had gaps in. But the information was wrong. There were several high-level fighters with over 10,000 combat effectiveness on that planet, and a large number of anti-aircraft weapons. We The spaceship was destroyed before landing. Naha and I fought hard for several months before we finally laid down a planet. But both of us were seriously injured, so we barely saved our lives.”

"Are you so strong that you will be injured?"

"A strong player has a strong player. My strength is not worth mentioning in the entire universe. No, let alone the entire universe, there are not even a few people in the galaxy who are stronger than me."

"Ha, I thought you were quite proud, but I didn't expect you to be quite humble.

"As a prince who doesn't even have a country, what qualifications do I have to be proud? All I can do now is to cultivate myself as much as possible, gather the tribe, and finally find a way to revive the Saiyan tribe."

After listening to Vegeta's words, Bulma smiled and said: "Prince Returning to the Kingdom, it feels very cool. By the way, are you serious about letting Goku become a stallion? Are you really planning to let all races Are the Asians, including yourself, opening up a harem?"

"Ha ha ha ha! Half truth and half false. If Kakarot agrees, then naturally it is the best. If he does not agree, I will not force him. But now he promises me, at least he will have a life with his wife At least three children. Although the number is not very large, as long as there are several generations of reproduction, the blood of the Saiyan will expand. I am not in a hurry, the life span of the Saiyan is very long.”

"But Raditz and Naha are happy to marry more wives and have more children, hahaha!"

Bulma turned to look at Vegeta: "What about you?"

"Me? I should only take one wife." Vegeta said seriously.

"Huh? Aren't you going to expand the Saiyan bloodline? Just marry one wife?" Boulma was a little unconvinced.

But Vegeta waved his hand and said: "My goal is to restore the country, then my child will be the next king of the Saiyans in the future. If I marry many wives, they will have so many children. There will be conflicts, even court fights, over succession to the throne."

"I've seen these things many times on other planets. I don't want this kind of tragedy to happen again to my children. So I have fewer children, but they must be carefully cultivated. Let him be good at both culture and martial arts."

Boulma blinked: "Like you?"

"Me? Haha! My child should be better than me!" Vegeta's words and deeds revealed a charm of confidence rather than arrogance.

Bulma glanced at Vegeta, then turned his head and began to dismantle the flying ball: "Don't mind if I dismantle it completely."

"Take it apart. Just let me know if you need my help. I don't know how to repair this kind of mechanical equipment, but it's okay to carry heavy objects."

"Not yet, but can you tell me your story on other planets while I dismantle it?"

"Other planets? In the third spiral arm of the Milky Way, there is a very interesting little planet called Flower Star. The residents in it are people who are like flowers, and they all exude a sweet smell from top to bottom. Their civilization is very backward, But the nectar made is delicious."

"Oh, how did you discover that planet?"

"Frieza asked me and Naha to go to that small galaxy to do a survey to see if it is suitable for habitation, and whether it is possible to sell it to a higher civilization. The old tradition of the Frieza Legion is to find a suitable planet. Kill the aborigines or turn them into slaves and sell them to higher civilizations."

Bulma paused with his hand: "Then how did you reply to Frieza?"

Vegeta smiled: "I like to drink the nectar brewed by the Huasta people. I still like it very much. Wait, I will look for it. I remember I still have some in the spaceship."

He dug out a jug from the few storage spaces of the flying ball, uncorked the cork, and a strong fragrance wafted out. Sweet with nectar, there is also a fragrance of grass and alcohol.

"Do you want to try it?" Vegeta found a cup and poured Bulma a cup.

Boulma took it over: "It smells good, um, and tastes good. The alcohol taste is very strong, but not choking. The floral and sweet flavors are just right, not greasy, and with a hint of herbal medicine, it is very refreshing. But it's a very strong wine."

"Yes, this kind of wine is so delicious, so I added some back a year ago. Slaves can't make sweet wine, and the wine made by slaves is only bitter." Vegeta picked up the jug and drank it Take a big gulp.

Boulma held the wine glass: "But didn't you violate Frieza's order? If you concealed the situation, he wouldn't blame you?"

"With such fine wine, everything is worth it." Vegeta took a sip of the wine.

Boulma looked at Vegeta with a glass of wine: "Then can you tell me about other planets? Are there any other interesting planets?"

"Oh, interesting planet. Do you know Monster Planet?"

"Monster Planet?"

"That is, the planet is full of terrifying monsters. Every year, you can only see the sun for half a year, and the rest of the time is completely dark. The monsters there look like giant spiders..."

"Oh, stop talking! I'm most afraid of spiders!"

"Hahahaha! Then you should drink!"

This afternoon, Boulma had already forgotten about her job of dismantling the flying ball...

In the villa, Yamucha, who was recuperating on the bed, was playing the fighting game "The World's No. 1 Martial Arts Tournament". After losing to Monkey King again while controlling his character, he threw the controller aside angrily.

"It's all because the game producer made my stats so low that I keep losing! Akira Toriyama, don't let me catch you, or I'll give you a whole set of Spike Wind Fist!"

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