Dragon Ball: Saiyan's Gourmet Journey

Chapter 238: As soon as I traveled through time, I saw my wife beating her
After the alien communication device was built, Broly's life on the planet Wampa was no longer boring.

Although he couldn't eat as much food as he wanted, the water he had was enough for him to drink.

Broly spends his days flying around the stars every day, and comes back to the cave to rest when he is tired. During his rest time, he will open the Crystal Palace group chat room page and watch the chats between different wives.

Occasionally, he would interject a word or two, but he didn't dare to say more, because every text in the group chat room required happiness points to be posted.

"Broly, are you going to eat a Wampa today?"

Paragus asked as he walked in, carrying a Vampa with its legs broken.

"Okay, I'll eat."

Broly nodded. The space-time energy tank was almost full. The eighty cubic meters of food had already been eaten.

Now, the happiness points have reached over ten thousand, and I also have to consider leaving some normal food for my old father, so I need the Wampa spider to fill the food gap.

Of course, the taste of the Wampa spider is still bad, but now Broly's so-called eating the Wampa spider no longer means eating the opponent's body juices.

Broly walked forward, put his hand on the hideous-looking Vampa spider, and used the Absorbing Touch directly.

After a short while, the Vampa spider on the ground lost its life, and all the energy in its body was absorbed by Broly and turned into energy in the boy's body.

This "way of eating" does not allow you to enjoy the taste of the food, and also requires the "food" itself not to die before being eaten.

But the good thing is that Broly can fill his stomach with the lives of the wampa spiders without having to taste them.

However, it is not correct to say that it is the stomach. It should be said that it fills the body with the energy it needs every day, directly bypassing the process of digesting food and feeding it into the body's cells in one step.

Unfortunately, Broly tried to teach this move to his old father, but Paragus couldn't learn it after studying for a long time. It is not known whether it was because he was too weak or because the Dragon Ball world did not allow it.

"Broly, are you full? If you are, let's do our daily combat training."

Strictly speaking, the Saiyans were also battle maniacs, but there were many creatures on this planet that Paragus could not defeat.

It was not until Broly used the trick of manipulating dreams and brought him into the dream to experience the false values ​​​​bestowed by his son, and fought a fair battle with his son, that Paragus became addicted to this kind of game (crossed out) combat training.

It is true that he is weaker than his son in reality. Only by relying on the false power of blessing in dreams can Paragas barely regain the dignity of an old father. This is also the training (game) project he is most looking forward to now.

"Keep fighting. With the same level of physical fitness, your skills are not as good as mine."

Broly didn't want to fight. This kind of thing was indeed very interesting at the beginning, but after fighting for a long time, Broly found that his old father's fighting skills were just so-so.

The moves are too stereotyped. After experiencing them too many times, they are no longer fresh. Every time we just say "Ada Ada" to each other in our dreams.

Fighting with him is not as interesting as fighting with the copy of myself in the dream. At least I have enough fighting skills. Although it feels like fighting with my left and right hands, at least I don’t have to listen to Lao Deng’s father talking about past glory while fighting, and stories about conquering planets and defeating various enemies by force.

"How about this, you give me more stats in your dream, and I promise to come up with some new tricks."

Under Paragus's desperate pleading, Broly finally started the battle dream, but after discovering that his old father's new trick was just to deceive him with words, saying that there was delicious food over there, and then attack him unexpectedly...

The dream woke him up. Broly dragged his old father out for a solo training, and within a few minutes he was dragged back again. However, Paragus was bruised and battered at this time. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have lied to you."

The old father said vaguely that he should have known that if you walk by the river often, you will get your feet wet. He was too proud in his dream and would inevitably get a beating in reality.

Time quickly came to the end of the year 742 A.K.E. Broly was almost eleven years old, but his body was still the same as before, with almost no changes.

After leaving enough food, under the moved gaze of his old father, he activated the time-travel function of the Crystal Palace.

And on the day when he traveled through time again, Kiritsugu Emiya from the Type-Moon world rushed into the Einzbern family's residence with guns and cannons.

But he did not take Illya with him. As the child of an artificial human and a natural human, Illya had many physical defects. Without the help of Einzbern's human body transformation technology, it would be difficult for her to survive to adulthood.

"The Holy Grail manufacturing technology has leaked out, and ambitious people around the world will soon start a fake Holy Grail War again.

Emiya Kiritsugu, if you want to get back the custody of your daughter, go and win at least one fake Holy Grail War for the Einzbern family.

Only in this way can your daughter be free..."

Emiya Kiritsugu, who changed his job to a courier, became a magician killer again when he was over 40.

This time, he participated in the Holy Grail War not for justice or righteousness.

He only fought for his daughter, but he followed the script of the hero Emiya.

During a fake Holy Grail War that was about to begin in Africa, Kiritsugu Emiya summoned himself.

"I didn't expect that as an agent of restraint, I would also expect a different life?"

The cold, emotionless male Heroic Spirit who could be described as a precise fighting machine, looked at his Master who had the same face as himself, and after learning the reason why Kiritsugu Emiya was fighting in this life, he spoke something like a raving. "Please lend me your strength, I must win this victory to save Illya from the fate of becoming the Lesser Holy Grail!"

The human Emiya Kiritsugu stretched out his hand, and the Heroic Spirit Emiya Kiritsugu looked at him indifferently, but finally stretched out his own hand, and the two old fathers held hands together.

. . . .

No one remembers clearly when this war began. All we know is that the blue sky and warm sunshine only exist in the distant stories passed down by word of mouth.

In today's world, the remains of elves after their death are like snowflakes, falling from the gloomy sky, corroding the earth and killing all the weak lives that come into contact with them, like a curse.

"All codes are open, constructed, and the battle algorithm is activated against the unknown. This feeling is the heart. Being a machine, I have gained life. I will bet everything I have in these 251 seconds..."

On a once again devastated wasteland, a gigantic mechanical structure wrapped around a girl's body and slowly rose into the sky.

"With wings that big, are you mocking me?"

Looking up at the huge mechanical structure above her head, Jibril felt dissatisfied, and she quickly rose into the air to a level position with it.

"It's just a tin puppet, but it's quite courageous."

"Hubby."

"what?"

"I haven't told you my name yet. This is me. I'm definitely not a puppet. Rick gave me my precious self."

Hubie, whose skin began to melt from the high-loaded Elemental Power, opened his mouth to refute the words of the Flügel girl in front of him.

"I see. My name is Jibril. It's nice to meet you. And now it's time to say goodbye."

Jibril didn't care about this, but the Ex-Machina in front of her was indeed a little different.

"Boom~"

The artillery roared, and the Ex-Machina girl wrapped in a huge mechanical body took the lead in attacking the angel-like Flügel girl.

The difference between the two seemed to be that the Ex-Machina girl wrapped in the giant mechanical body had the upper hand, but only Hubie knew that if she gave the opponent's Flügel a chance to catch her breath, she would most likely be defeated in an instant.

She could only rely on the powerful firepower of her own race to make the opponent busy dodging her attacks in order to buy more time.

Of course, his own defeat was already doomed, and the time he had to buy now was just to transmit the data of his love for Riku back to the command body.

"I must not die before the data transmission is completed!"

The ground was bombed with a large number of energy balls, but a black energy beam suddenly shot over from the side. The combat algorithm quickly calculated that as long as he abandoned about 12% of the left half of his body, he could continue fighting, but...

"Traffic control!"

There was the precious ring that Rick gave her. The access control deflected the attack and protected the ring, but the deflected attack hit the important core of her right half of the body. Hubie broke away from the huge constructed mechanical body condensed by Quan Diankai and fell directly from the sky.

"Finally, you made a typical mistake that cost me so much effort to deal with you."

Jibril landed in the distance. She was not sure if the Ex-Machina had any other means of counterattack.

"Mistake, what are you talking about?"

The core of the machine was damaged and Hubie, who could no longer fight, looked at the ring on his finger and did not think it was a mistake.

"I apologize for calling you scrap metal earlier. I hereby acknowledge that you are a threat that must be eliminated, an enemy worthy of my full effort to fight and kill..."

As Jibril spread her wings, the dark energy of the air strike began to gather above her head.

Just before the air strike energy was launched, Broly appeared next to Shubi.

The Saiyan looked at the broken mechanical girl lying on the ground. The prompt message from the Crystal Palace made him quickly understand the situation.

"Who, who hurt you?"

His wife's presence naturally increases his favorability towards him, so Broly immediately became serious and looked at the enemy who dared to treat his wife, whom he didn't even know, like this.

Then, another Crystal Palace prompt message appeared: [Found the target Jibril, current happiness value 0]

Broly: "..."

(End of this chapter)