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"Hey~"

Vegeta dodged to catch Bulma who almost fell.

"be careful."

Vegeta's forehead was covered with cold sweat,

this woman...

"It's a bit inconvenient to move." After standing up, Bulma breathed out lightly, continued to pick up the communicator, and started to contact.

On the way to connect with each other, Bulma glanced at Vegeta behind him.

"So you would care, Vegeta."

"I..." Vegeta's face turned aside, "Although you are a rude woman, what you are carrying is the child of my Saiyan prince."

"Oh~ that's it." Bulma deliberately elongated her voice.

Vegeta's eyelids twitched, but he pretended not to hear.

Seeing Vegeta wanting to bite her with a proud expression on his face, Bulma chuckled and pretended nothing happened.

The character of this Saiyan prince has been seen in the past year, and it is the type of dead duck.

Vegeta helped Bulma to sit on the sofa next to him, then stepped aside without speaking.

"Beep beep-"

Not long after, the communicator was connected.

"vomi, is it convenient for you to talk? I want you to check something for me."

Bulma said to the communicator.

"It's convenient, what's the matter? Miss Bulma."

A female voice came from the communicator, even through the communicator, it sounded very pleasant.

"That's right, check Dr. Gallo for me."

"Guy...Dr. Gallo."

"What's wrong?"

Bulma seemed to be stuck when she heard the voice from the opposite side.

"No, I'm just curious, how could Miss Bulma want to investigate Dr. Gallo, he hasn't appeared in public for a long time."

"It's about the time machine. You have also participated in the repair before."

"The boy from the future?"

"Yes, you can help me investigate, please vomi."

"Miss Bulma, I know some information about Dr. Gallo, but I may not be able to explain it clearly on the phone."

"I go to your place now?"

"Won't it delay Dad's work?" Bulma hesitated.

"It's okay, my time is free, and the doctor won't say anything."

"Then trouble you to come here." Bulma put down the communicator in his hand.

"Vomi will come here later, don't be fascinated by her, she is a very beautiful woman." Bulma warned.

"Tch, it's not like I haven't seen a woman before, but you actually told her about the time machine, aren't you worried about something going wrong?"

"What can I do? The fuel of that boy's time machine was only filled with the help of vomi. Moreover, vomi's intelligence is different from those of you Saiyans who use their IQ to fill their strength."

"She is a scientist no less than my father. In my opinion, if she is not too young, her reputation will even overshadow the Dr. Gallo that my father told you about."

"That's why I asked Dad to sell her part of the company's equity and bring her into our Perfect Capsule Company." Bulma continued to explain to Vegeta, who seemed to be out of his mind.

"Speaking of it, you just want to say I'm stupid, right?" Vegeta pouted.

"Hmph, you people on Earth are really cunning, using a little useless shares to tie a talent to your company's chariot."

Vegeta, who has traveled to many planets, how could he be as simple-minded as Kakarot.

From Bulma's words, I knew what Bulma and her father meant.

Sure enough, people without power just like to use these crooked brains.

Chapter 162 Cyborg No. 21

Vegeta took Bulma to the hall, after all, it is always a bit strange to receive outsiders in the bedroom.

Not long after, the hall doorbell rang.

"Please enter Miss Vomi."

Bulma said unhurriedly, and then the closed iron door slowly opened.

Vegeta stood beside Bulma like a guard.

After the gate is opened.

With long fluffy brown hair and a pair of glasses on the bridge of the nose, the intellectual-looking woman jogged in with a pile of organized documents in her hands.

"Sorry, I'm late."

"It's okay, I'm the one who interrupts your work."

"Is this Mr. Vegeta?" Vomi glanced at Vegeta with cold eyes, and was not frightened by him, but greeted him instead.

"Hey, come back, can you be more polite?" Bulma looked helplessly at the cool Vegeta holding his chin.

"Hello vomi, I'm Vegeta." Although he didn't want to have too much contact with the people on Earth, Bulma had already spoken, and even if he didn't want to, Vegeta bit the bullet and greeted each other.

earth woman...

It's pretty, but what's the use, can you beat Vegeta?

"Leave him alone, he is like this." Bulma, who saw the embarrassment of both sides, could only bring up the atmosphere to smooth things over.

"No, I just think Miss Bulma's husband is quite temperamental." Vomi smiled slightly.

"Take it as your compliment." Bulma sighed. She didn't know Vegeta's virtues, but vomi said so, she couldn't refute it, right?

"vomi, you said earlier that you knew about Dr. Gallo..."

"Well, I worked under Dr. Gallo for a while, but that was a long time ago."

"I still know something about him." There was a hint of memory in vomi's eyes.

"No wonder...you are so knowledgeable at such a young age." Bulma was a little surprised.

"Then do you know he's making artificial humans?" Bulma asked again.

"Human...artificial man?" Vomi was silent for a while, looked at Bulma's questioning expression, and said, "I heard him mention this matter, by the way, the Red Ribbon Legion once invited Dr. Gallo."

"I hope that Dr. Gallo can create a powerful artificial human, and it seems to be successful later."

"I'm not very clear about the specifics, because when I was an assistant under Dr. Gallo, the Red Ribbon Legion had been destroyed for a long time."

"The Red Ribbon Legion is destroyed, Dr. Gallo is related to the Red Ribbon Legion..." Hearing the content of vomi's narration, the matter of Sun Wukong's destruction of the Hong Ribbon Legion also appeared in Bulma's mind.

"Cyborg..." Bulma murmured.

It seems that Sun Wukong mentioned a man named Man-made No. 8 at that time.

About that matter, Bulma has almost forgotten, after all, the time is a bit far away.

"Speaking of vomi, when did you become Dr. Gallo's assistant?"

"During the period when Dr. Gallo was still in the public eye, he recruited assistants from the outside world, and I also entered at that time."

"But, later..." vomi paused a bit when she said this, "Dr. Gallo disappeared for some unknown reason. After that, our assistants also went our separate ways."

"Hey, your name is vomi, right? When you were working in Gallo's hands, did you see him mention other artificial humans, I mean other than the artificial human No. 8." Vegeta looked at the eyes asked the rather plump woman.

"No." Vomi shook his head. "The doctor was very mysterious at the time, and ordinary researchers like us would not know many things. Even if we were asked to do things, we would do them separately, and we didn't even know what he was doing."

"However, it is also possible that we have helped him create artificial humans, but we don't know anything about it."

"Then... when did Dr. Gallo disappear?" Bulma was still more concerned about this.

"Seven years ago, that's when Dr. Gallo disappeared from public view."

After talking for a while, vomi handed the information about Dr. Gallo to Bulma.

Then, she said goodbye, turned and left.

……

Some unknown mountain area.

The towering mountains are hollowed out in the middle, and inside is a huge research site.

The dark cave is brightly illuminated by lights.

An old man with white beard and hair wearing a jacket was busy working.

On the floor near him lay a fat man with a pale face.

This big fat robot lay motionless on the ground, its abdomen was completely opened, and the mechanical parts inside were scattered all over the ground.

"Doctor, I'm back."

A familiar voice came from outside the cave.

The old man in a jacket stopped what he was doing and turned his head to look outside.

"Sure enough, the identity of a researcher is more suitable for you." Looking at the white robe on the woman, the old man's tone actually carried a trace of emotion.

"Yes, I think so too. Long time no see, Dr. Gallo." The woman pushed the glasses on the bridge of her nose and said.

"You should call me number 20, Gallo, that's a thing of the past."

The woman fell silent after hearing the words, and nodded after a long time: "I will pay attention, number 20."

"How are you doing now?" Dr. Gallo said.

"If you don't use strength, that special feeling can be suppressed, but... it's not a long-term solution after all."