I Am a Saiyan

Bulma, who was testing the instrument, couldn't help but look at No. 21's stomach.

"It's not about me, I..."

No. 21 scratched his cheeks, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I'm not a competent mother at all... I mean Xiao Wuming."

"Wu Ming? That kid does seem to need some education..."

Bulma became interested, put down the instrument temporarily, brewed coffee and handed it to No. 21: "Do you have any ideas?"

On the 21st, he talked about the evolution of the Super Saiyan, and concluded: "A stable, relaxed life, both physically and mentally, can allow the body to synthesize the super-saiyan factor, so that Xiao Wuming will absorb it through battle... How? already?"

Bulma was speechless and sighed: "Isn't this to achieve a precise purpose? Isn't it self-contradictory to deliberately do something that is not too deliberate?"

No. 21 said: "But as long as you start doing something, if you like it, you will naturally immerse yourself in it. It's just that Xiao Wuming can't think of what to do, and I don't have any good suggestions."

Bulma thought about it for a while and suggested, "I don't know about this kind of cultivation... How about asking the old man to teach him?"

"no!"

No. 21 spoke with a tremor, which startled Bulma.

"I've seen that Turtle Immortal! He talked to me before, and was almost kicked to death by Xiao Wuming."

No. 21 rubbed his eyebrows and said with a serious expression: "I admit that he is a very skilled martial artist, but I don't trust Xiao Wuming to study with him. What if he is brought down?!"

Bulma nodded thoughtfully: "That's true, if the old man is serious... What does it mean to be almost kicked to death?"

On the 21st, he couldn't bear to look back and said: "I taught Xiao Wuming that 'perverts' are bad people, and Liu Lidong taught Xiao Wuming that 'bad people should be killed', so..."

Bulma couldn't help but say: "This idea is too extreme, isn't it?"

"Because Liu Lidong doesn't care... Even if Xiao Wuming is extreme, as long as he doesn't get hurt because of his character, Liu Lidong will teach it like this, but Xiao Wuming listens to her very much."

On the 21st, I was also very helpless. I felt that the topic had gone wrong, and asked, "How about we call and consult Turtle Immortal?"

"also…"

【Looking for fun? People like to have fun themselves, and this kind of thing does not need to be taught... In fact, there is nothing to teach. When looking for something you like, the important thing is not to like it, but to find it. If you haven't tried it, how can you know whether it is good or bad? If you haven't experienced it, how do you know what's right or wrong? 】

[Miss, if you want Sun Wuming to be a good person, then let him see the world and see others. You don't need to tell him what is good and what is bad. If he sees more, he will naturally have basis and standards in his heart. . 】

[Don't try to use your ideas to forcibly shape him, no one can be customized. 】

[Sun Wuming has the power to subvert the social order, you'd better let him see the beauty of the world first - because there will be a day when he will see the ugliness of the world with his own eyes. People can be pure, but pure can't be blank. 】

[The advice I can give is these. Martial arts require both strength and mind. Cultivation is the process of changing oneself. Learn to expect changes, not fear them. 】

[Bulma, remember to give me the magazine you mentioned! 】

Bulma hung up the phone relentlessly and shrugged from the 21st: "What do you think?"

"Well...it does make sense..."

No. 21 has a weird expression: "Turtle Immortal, what a weird person."

One second is talking about the philosophy of life, the next is asking for adult magazines.

"Everyone in the eyes of others may be strange."

Bulma smiled and said: "It can only be said that the strange places are different."

No. 21 thought so too, but as expected, don't let the turtle fairy get close to Xiao Wuming.

…

…

"Xiao Wuming, let's go deliver milk! It's fun!"

"What do you mean by milk delivery?"

"It's just sending milk to different places in Xidu. If you don't know how to get there, just ask the people you meet on the way. After all the milk is delivered, it will be a great success!"

"Uh... Interesting?"

"Don't you know if you try? By the way - remember that no matter what happens on the road, even if you encounter bad people, you can't kill people. If you meet someone who has helped you, you have to say thank you."

"Well, this is different from what Sister Dong said."

"Milk delivery only."

"All right."

Next to the capsule company, No. 21 stood in front of a pile of boxes of milk, looked at the sign, and said, "The first one is at No. 26 West Street. Going there is West Street."

Sun Wuming picked up a carton of milk and asked curiously, "Aren't you going on the 21st?"

"no need."

No. 21 really wanted to follow along to take care of him, but when he thought of the words of the immortal turtle, he finally gave up the idea.

In this world, Sun Wuming needs to see and grow, instead of judging what he has encountered and telling him what to do.

If it is Liulidong, maybe it can be silent and show no traces, so that Sun Wuming will naturally understand a lot of things and gradually grow up...

"Sure enough, I shouldn't have any talent for being a mother."

No. 21 scratched his hair mockingly, looking up at the sky and sighing.

…

…

"Hello! Where is No. 26 West Street?"

Sun Wuming got lost and randomly selected a lucky young man who was looking at his mobile phone.

"No. 16 West Street?"

The young man looked curiously at Sun Wuming, who was holding the milk, and said casually, "Turn down this road and go to West Street, and then just look at the number on the wall."

Sun Wuming looked over.

High-rise buildings, busy with traffic, people come and go.

Sun Wuming was a little confused and wondered: "Which house is it? Point me."

"I can't see it here, how can I..."

Sun Wuming put down the milk, grabbed the young man and flew up: "Can you see it like this? Where is it?"

The young man stared dumbfoundedly at Mother Earth, who was suddenly distant and unfamiliar below.

"Where is where?!"

"That…"

Barely recognizing it, he pointed to a location.

"Yo shrimp! Found it!"

Sun Wuming fell down, threw the young man, and ran with the milk in his arms.

The young man sat on the ground with weak legs, wondering if he had hallucinated just now.

Suddenly a gust of wind blew, and Sun Wuming ran back and shouted, "Thank you!"

Sun Wuming ran away again with a gust of wind.

Not a hallucination? !

Youth is messy.

arrive at the destination.

Sun Wuming shouted from outside the door: "Hey! Milk is here!"

The house is quiet.

Sun Wuming thought for a while, raised his hand and blew the door lock with a weak qigong. He pushed open the door and walked in, placing the milk at the entrance.

Milk is delivered! success!

Sun Wuming turned and ran to the next place.

Ten seconds later, an elderly man with a cane who was inconvenient walked out of the kitchen slowly, with a blank expression on his face.

Did someone shout outside just now?

On the street, the traffic police were driving motorcycles on patrol, looking left and right, they found a black shadow swiping across the road...

? !

The traffic police subconsciously accelerated and chased the other side.

"Front! Stop!"

Sun Wuming didn't pay attention at all, and ran all the way with milk in his arms. Mom said that you can't fly in crowded places... It doesn't matter, just run!

Crossing the road and flexibly bypassing all pedestrians on the road, many people were frightened by the shadows that jumped over.

The traffic policeman was already stunned, and looked suspiciously at the speedometer on the motorcycle... Are you dreaming? !

"Headquarters! I...I found a very strange kid..."

"Strange? Why is it strange?"

"He runs faster than me on a motorcycle!"

"Pfft - are you sober?"

"I didn't drink! He's crossing the road! Ask for help! Ask for help!"

Why do you feel that there is some noise around?

Sun Wuming didn't notice that more and more traffic police were chasing behind him. He jumped into a house, jumped from the house to another street, and successfully arrived at the second house.

"Hey! Milk is here!"

With a casual shout, Sun Wuming raised his hand, ready to take the initiative to enter the house.

This time the door is open.

A woman looked at Sun Wuming curiously, took the two bottles of milk handed by the other side, and asked with a smile, "Little boy, did you start working at such a young age?"

Sun Wuming asked curiously, "Is milk delivery a job?"

"of course."

"It's no wonder that my mother always says that my father doesn't go out to work. It turns out that my father doesn't deliver milk."

Sun Wuming looked convinced.

For some reason, the woman showed some sympathy. She took out some candy from her pocket and stuffed it: "Here, little friend, this is a thank you gift. My children like to eat this kind of candy the most."

"Oh."

Sun Wuming responded, holding the milk crate, and in the blink of an eye he turned into a small black spot at the end of the street.

Woman: "?"

"He's on 32nd Street! Who's around? Who's around?!"

"This is Team 3! Let's go right now!"

"The target has moved again! It has moved again!"

"Team 4, from you!"

"Don't worry, we've blocked the road... fuck! That guy ran past us!"

"The sixth and fourth brigades of the traffic police! Immediately block the roads around **** bank! Some robbers robbed the bank and took hostages!"

"What? Robbers?! Stop catching speeding weirdos first!"

A lot of big iron cars keep beeping, which is annoying.

Sun Wuming was unhappy on the way to deliver milk, peeled off the candy wrapper, put the candy in his mouth and chewed it crunchly.

I don't know why, but eating candy makes me feel better.

Could it be because of no money?

Bank somewhere.

The police car surrounded the bank outside, and a policeman shouted with a loudspeaker: "Listen to the robbers inside! You are surrounded! Immediately disarm, liberate the hostages, and choose to surrender! Fight for leniency!"

Among the traffic police officers in charge of assistance at the periphery, Ke Lin looked around, looking for an opportunity to sneak into the bank and solve the robbers. If there is really no way, he can only reveal his strength, but the follow-up impact is too troublesome, maybe he has to ask Bulma...