I Am Really Saiyan

Bruce startled: "Number three?"

"I also think this name is weird, just like my father named the smart robot that I made, but how There may be a robot that looks like human."

"The world is huge."

"Bruce what do you want to say?"

Bruce right Bulma showed a pale smile, "The world is very big. Although Dr. Brief is known as the world cream of the crop scientist, it does not mean that he is the strongest in this world. There are still many outstanding scientists in this world who haven't revealed it."

At this moment Bruce thought of Dr. Gero.

As a human, he was able to create an Android that perfectly surpassed the universe’s strongest fighting race Saiyan. Even in the parallel world, the Android he made even destroyed the world.

Human is an ethnic group with infinite wisdom.

So Bruce never underestimated any race, especially the intelligent lifeform of each planet.

Bulma was silent for a moment, and then laughed: "But what can I do? Even if there are scientists who are better than my father, I will only be happy, not depressed, even if I If father is the apex of a scientist, I would regret it."

"Why?" Bruce was quite surprised.

"Because, I will step on all of them."

Domineering and awe-inspiring.

"So in the future, strongest fellow scientist, what are our next plans?" Bruce asked in a playful tone.

"Well."

Bulma scanned the surroundings carefully, frowning and thinking slightly.

"First of all, because of your health, we must not be able to continue traveling, and our transportation tools have also been scrapped, but you can rest assured that I have spare parts."

"For physical reasons." Bruce thought for a while, "I think there is no problem. I feel that the pungent feeling in my back has subsided, and my body has become a lot easier, and the feeling of weakness is not very obvious."

"You It's a monster." Bulma widened his eyes. "Don't crack a joke with me about this kind of thing. Someone just told me that I was about to recover completely after the operation, and all side effects are farts."

"Cough cough." Bruce was shrugged, pressing the bed with his hands to prop up his body, "I am really human, but there may be some special situations in my body. You can understand it as a Superpower User, the kind of strength is great. Superpower User with amazing resilience."

Bruce sometimes thought about whether he was also fighting race Saiyan.

For this reason, he also glared at the moon during the Mid-Autumn Festival, and carefully checked his butt to see if it was a broken tail.

Unfortunately, he is just a fart.

Bulma looked at Bruce who had sat up on the bed, her pale complexion faded, and her complexion improved at the speed visible with naked eye.

monster!

"I will bring the things in the car back first, and then stay here for one night, and wait until tomorrow to see your body before deciding."

Bulma doesn't want to bother with this issue , Anyway, it is not her body, she is fine to do so. Even if there was a little guilt in my heart, or a slight acceleration of the heartbeat at the time, it was just a normal reaction.

Bruce picked up his shirt jacket and simply wrapped his body, lay down on the bed again, closed his eyes and started to rest.

"Wake up, wake up."

The woken Bruce rubbed his sleepy eyes and stared at the front silhouette with a bad face. He has a slight breath of getting up.

"It's time, get up and eat."

Bulma ignored Bruce's gaze, returned to the table with the bowl, and took a mouthful of salad into his mouth with a fork. .

"Will you let me eat these?"

Bruce got up and looked at dumbstruck at the dinner table.

A faint green, is this going to make him a vegetarian?

Although he is usually poor, he tries his best to ensure that every meal has some meaty taste.

But the huge pit that Bulma killed this day had a vegetarian feast. He is not a monk Baldy, it is too much.

Moreover, I am still a patient now!

"Uh..."

Bulma is also a bit embarrassed. This is a weight loss meal that matches her diet. In order to maintain a specific body, she tries to avoid meat.

But she obviously forgot about Bruce. She needs to lose weight, but Bruce doesn't need to lose weight.

Bruce had the urge to slap Bulma to death, and walked to the table in a huff, without taking the bowl, he just picked up the small pot inside the electric rice cooker and found the hot sauce Pour it in and stir it for a while to solve the food problem.

Bulma, you will remember it for me.

..........

2nd day, the sleeping Bulma was awakened by a burst of loud noise.

She opened the door and walked out of the house. At first glance, she saw jeep moved from the edge of the road to the inside of the grass.

Bruce patted his hands and smiled as he watched the road restored to its width. If this bad car caused other people to have a car accident, then his guilt would be serious.

"You did it alone?"

Bruce turned his head sharply, and then noticed that Bulma was standing behind him, thinking that he was also very alert, why? She didn't react at all when she approached herself.

"Do you think there is someone else here?"

Ask it knowingly.

Bulma glared at Bruce for a long time, and after confirming that Bruce's body did not show any adverse reactions such as a wound or cracking, he cursed "monster" and went back into the house.

"I am a monster? Your future husband will destroy the world that is the real monster. Okay, just like me, he can beat a hundred of them." Bruce thought.

Vegeta.

Fighting race Prince of Saiyans, Bulma's future husband, had a Power Level of more than 20,000 when he first appeared. Compared with his power level 5 trash, this is the monster of the genuine.

But Bruce didn’t care. It doesn’t matter how strong Vegeta is. Anyway, Son Goku is in front of him. All he wants is to learn Dancing Sky Art. If he can learn Master Roshi by the way Kamehameha pretends to be even better.

.......

West City, the laboratory under the Odai Field.

The silhouette of the whole body wrapped in cloak stands on the highest step of the laboratory. Below the step, six people line up in unison.

Three men and three women.

The lights came on, and their pale faces were illuminated.

"doctor, Android numbers 2 to 7 are now all present." The leading man stood against the cloaked person on the steps.

Dr. Gero.

Red Ribbon Army pinnacle scientist, has the right to under one person above ten thousand people.

"Very good." Dr. Gero looked at the Six Paths silhouette below the stairs, "I call you here from various regional bases. There is only one purpose. Find me number one!"

"Yes!" All the silhouettes answered together.

"Later, I will transfer the data from Number One to your memory bank. I will give you a week to find Number One for me." Dr. Gero paused, "Also, try to Avoid contact with the national military and find the first."

"Doctor, our communication equipment was suddenly sniped." Saori said suddenly, "Someone found us, and he is now cleaning up our The monitoring point outside."

"What did you say?"

Dr. Gero personally rushed to the screen of the instrument and looked at the Red Ribbon Army surveillance sites marked above one by one. , The eyes under the cloak are bloodshot.

"Sally, enable the anti-sniper program, and give me a counter-sniper shot of this guy."

"Yes, doctor." Sally responded, slender fingertips quickly on the keyboard Percussion, began to fight against the unknown intruder.

"Doctor, an email came in over the firewall."

"Open." Dr. Gero said coldly.

Sally and Saori are nodded, they also want to see what kind of message will be transmitted by the mail sent over the firewall.

"Dr. Gero, this is just a small warning, don’t stop your begin to stir hands and feet, I will delete all your information, this is West City, not your North Pole! "