Dragon Ball Master Wu Tian

Papaya Island General Hospital.

Wu Tian brought Sun Wukong and Klin to the ward, pushed the door open, and saw Yamcha lying on a white hospital bed. Oolong sat reading a magazine while sitting and peeling an apple and handing it to Yamcha. Bulma and Yamcha grabbed the remote control and just turned off the game broadcast.

"Haha, both the champion and the runner-up are here." Oolong said with a playful smile, "I heard there is a lot of prize money, Wukong, right?"

"Bonus?" Sun Wukong scratched his head and muttered: "Yes, there seems to be a bonus..."

Bulma found it funny and joked: "You didn't receive the bonus, did you?"

"Yes, I only participated in the competition to compete with the master! Money is of no use anyway, forget it!" Sun Wukong hugged the back of his head and didn't care.

In the Earth of that universe, if anyone participates in the World's No. 1 Martial Arts Tournament, the Virtual Earth Martial Arts Tournament, or any large-scale official martial arts event, all kinds of bonuses will be directly credited to the contestant's Virtual Earth network account, without any need at all. He went specially to receive the award, but Sun Wukong forgot about it.

Klin almost fell over after hearing this. He thought Wukong and Master had some plan. Did they forget about it? But Sun Wukong forgot, Master shouldn't forget things, right... Klin glanced at Wu Tian, ​​who had a calm expression and no emotion, and suddenly wanted to slap himself, asking this guy for money? Will money be taken seriously by him? Isn't this an insult to my master?

"Yes." Bulma actually nodded, easily agreeing with Sun Wukong's point of view. She looked at Wu Tian. Now, the Turtle Immortal who had undergone earth-shaking changes gave her the feeling that he was no longer the worldly and wretched old man before, but a transcendent and otherworldly immortal master.

Yamucha found it incomprehensible. There were several million, and he just didn’t want it anymore? Crazy?

Oolong also smacked his lips. This pair of masters and disciples were too willful. He looked at Bulma and Yamcha and secretly curled his lips. The three views, personalities, and even intelligence levels of these two people were completely different from each other. Sooner or later, they would score!

He estimated that a woman like Bulma must have a handsome man who doesn't care about money and fame, and is emotionally devoted in order to be considered her home. On the other hand, only such a man can be worthy of Buma. Ma.

The pig-headed man stayed in the Bumana mansion these days. He was really shocked. For the first time, he knew what the world's richest man meant. Compared with it, the castle he used to live in a small village looked like a cave. Shameful, he once fantasized about Bulma, but now he doesn’t dare at all...

"So, are you leaving to collect the Dragon Balls?" Bulma asked, taking out the Dragon Ball Radar from his bag and handing it to Wu Tian.

Wu Tian took it, clicked, and pressed the switch button of the Dragon Ball Radar. The green screen suddenly lit up with light spots, flickering and dancing.

"Click", I adjusted the scale of the map. There is a red triangle in the center, which represents their position. "Click", "Click", as the scale continues to enlarge, there are more and more flashing light spots, distributed in various directions on the map, a total of Seven, no more, no less, is the number of the Dragon Balls.

"Isn't there an accurate distance indication?" Wu Tian fiddled with it for a while and immediately discovered that this Dragon Ball radar was different from what Hathaway had done before. There was no distance data display at all, only relative position.

Bulma didn't quite understand, "Why do you need distance?"

Wu Tian was startled, and suddenly remembered that when Bulma and the others in the original work were looking for the Dragon Ball, they compared it with the display on the Dragon Ball's radar, slowly approaching the light spot of the Dragon Ball's reaction, constantly enlarging the scale, and waiting for the red triangle representing themselves to If the light points of the dragon beads coincide, the dragon beads will naturally be found... naturally there is no need for distance data.

"I need distance, otherwise it would be a waste of effort to find it." Wu Tian shook his head and asked: "Can this function be temporarily added? Bulma, I know that you are a descendant of the genius scientist Hathaway, and you are also a genius. As an inventor, such a small modification shouldn’t be a problem for you, right?”

"Haha, then, don't you see who I am?" Bulma was so happy that Wu Tianxiao blew her up, and she immediately laughed wildly with her hands on her hips. At the same time, a doubt flashed across her mind: Genius scientist Hathaway? Who is that? My ancestors?

Sun Wukong smiled beside him.

Bulma quickly took away the Dragon Ball Radar, took her pile of tools, disassembled the radar, and modified it attentively. Then she took out another capsule, BOOM, which turned out to be something similar to a computer, with a few wires and the disassembled The radar was connected, and Bulma looked at the keyboard and adjusted the data.

It didn't take long.

"Okay, done!" Bulma took off the data cable, assembled the radar, and turned it on with a "click". Sure enough, there were more connecting lines between the flashing light spots on the screen, marking the relative distance. She handed over the radar. To Wu Tian, ​​he said: "It's just a small modification, but there will be errors. If the error is... it will be around fifty to more than one hundred meters. It is quite easy to find it when adjusting the scale within the error range."

Wu Tian nodded, "Thank you very much."

"It doesn't matter, it's a trivial matter. But..." Bulma leaned over, glanced at the radar screen in Wu Tian's hand, touched his chin, and said, "The Dragon Balls are so scattered this time... I'm afraid you have to It’s been a lot of hard work collecting them.”

"Haha, Master and Wukong can fly, so they should be very fast." Klin touched his head.

Bulma rolled her eyes at him.

"What's the point of being able to fly? How can it be as fast as flying?" Oolong muttered.

Klin thought about it and thought it was true, but then he thought of the speed that Master and Sun Wukong could not catch with the naked eye in the previous finals. UU Reading www. uukanshu.net But he disagreed with Wulong's words. What's the point of an airplane? Can it be as fast as Sun Wukong and Master?

Sun Wukong touched Klin and said: "Not only Master and I, but you are also coming with us. Master wants to teach Kung Fu, don't you want to learn it?"

Klin hesitated for a moment and murmured: "Of course I want to learn, but the master doesn't seem to be willing to teach me."

"It doesn't matter, I'll teach you after I learn it." Sun Wukong chuckled.

Klin thought about it. All his skills were actually taught by Sun Wukong. Although Wu Tian himself said that he would not teach Kung Fu to Klin, he acquiesced in the title of master and apprentice and at least did not refuse Klin to call him master. . He quietly looked up and found that Wu Tian was studying the Dragon Ball Radar and seemed not to hear the whispers between him and Sun Wukong. But Klin didn't think he couldn't hear it because of his master's ability. He must have pretended not to hear it.

In such a year, he has never seen his master teach Sun Wukong martial arts... Now that his master has spoken out to teach Sun Wukong, it must be an amazing skill! After all, Wukong is so strong, there is no need for ordinary Kung Fu masters to teach him!

Thinking of this, the young monk felt happy in his heart.