Dragon Ball: Saiyan's Gourmet Journey

Chapter 240 Xiaoji really stewed mushrooms!
"You won't die like this, will you?"

Broly asked worriedly after finding out that life energy was useless on the mechanical girl.

"Please rest assured, as long as the machine does not continue to be damaged, I can still operate for fifteen working days in my current state."

Hubie lay on the ground, recovering calmly, as if the disability on her body did not have much impact on her.

"You mean, in fifteen days, you will die?" Broly's eyes widened. "Isn't this a terrible thing?"

"Ex-Machinas have no concept of death. The data of each individual is shared with the linked body. The individual is the whole. As long as the race is not destroyed, the damage of a single machine can be easily recreated."

After struggling for a while and finding it useless, Jibril in her juvenile form gave up the futile struggle. After hearing that the boy who captivated her was worried about the iron lump on the ground, she lay on the boy's shoulder and started to complain in a loli voice.

"Manufacture?" Broly was puzzled. His little head could not understand the existence of the Ex-Machina very well. "How to manufacture?"

"Go back to the self-proliferation factory. There are designers making various parts for the constructed machines. They can repair my broken body. But Shuvi already has his own self. He is a unique Ex-Machina and cannot be replaced by other machines."

The robot girl answered Broly's question and also refuted Jibril's words that she was an extension of the Ex-Machina.

Jibril was refuted but did not feel angry. Instead, she drooled at the mechanical girl on the ground again.

"A special machine that has developed self-awareness. Damn it! If I were stronger, I could chop off your head and take it back for collection. Ah!"

Little Jibril's face was full of reluctance, but the next moment, a cry of pain came out of her little mouth.

The first sound came from her little butt, with a crisp slap, Broly actually slapped her in the face.

Broly didn't know why he did this, but he suddenly felt that the guy on his shoulder was like his old father, so he just started to hit him.

"Woo~"

The young Jibril bit her lips, her face flushed red, angry at herself for making such an embarrassing sound.

"Where is the factory? I'll take you there."

After Broly hit Jibril, he turned to the mechanical girl on the ground.

"No need, the other machines have already rushed over here."

As soon as he finished speaking, cracks appeared in the sky above his head, and more than a thousand combat mechas were transferred out of the subspace.

Unfortunately, even though they rushed here after receiving the support order, the time when this group of combat units arrived here was still two minutes and thirty-three seconds later than the time when Hubi should have been destroyed by Jibril.

“The rest is up to us. We will send UC207… no, Hubie to the self-proliferation factory for repair.

Here, Ex-Machina would like to thank you for your help to the Hughie machine. We Ex-Machina will regard you as our ally. If you need anything in the future, Ex-Machina will definitely repay you. "

After receiving the heart data transmitted by Hubie, these originally cold mechanical bodies now speak with a human touch.

After the falling Ex-Machina picked up the damaged Huby on the ground, these mechanical life forms prepared to take Huby away.

"Well, I need it now."

Broly stopped him in time.

"Ok?"

The male Ex-Machina tilted his head.

"In fact, I'm new to this world and don't know anything about it, but now I need normal food and a place to live."

Broly put the little girl Jibril down from his shoulders, changed from carrying her to lifting her up, and said this to the Ex-Machina floating in the sky.

"Understood. We will provide you with normal food and a safe place to live."

The Ex-Machina said so, but Broly was worried about the mechanical girls, so he followed the machines back to their self-proliferation factory.

It's called a factory, but in reality it's an incredibly huge mobile steel fortress, where a large number of Ex-Machinas are designed and manufactured.

Hubie was placed on the conveyor belt, and the mechanical arms spread across the Iron Fortress quickly disassembled the girl's broken body.

Brand new parts were replaced on Hubie one by one, and less than thirty minutes after entering the steel fortress, Hubie walked out of the factory again with a brand new look.

If it weren't for the wedding ring on his hand, it would be hard to believe that he was in such a shabby state with most of his body missing half an hour ago.

"Thank you again for your help~"

After walking out of the factory, Hubie came to Broly as a single machine and expressed his gratitude again.

"You're welcome."

Broly waved his hand, but was busy with his own things.

"Excuse me, what are you doing?"

After expressing his thanks, Hubie raised his head and asked some questions with some doubt.

"As you can see, I'm cooking." Broly answered as a matter of course without turning his head.

"So, you're going to eat this Flügel?"

Hubie's eyes widened, a gleam of light flashing in his pupils, and he began to question.

In front of him, the Flügel captive brought by the boy, Jibril in her juvenile form, had been stripped naked and thrown into the cauldron provided by the Ex-Machina.

There was pure water created by magic in the cauldron, and underneath it were two Ex-Machinas providing thruster flames burning.

The boy was standing next to a large pot that was beginning to steam, holding some strange-looking mushrooms and pouring them into the pot.

"Eat her?"

Broly thought about it and nodded.

"Yes, I should be eating her."

When he was thinking of making something to eat, a dish called Xiaoji stewed mushrooms suddenly popped into his mind.

After learning of his needs, the Ex-Machinas went to get a large pot that could hold a young girl, and collected some edible mushrooms.

Hubie: “…”

In this case, can it be considered that there are victims?
The brain that had been repaired started to smoke after thinking about this question.

"You can't eat her."

Before the computer crashed, Hubie stopped thinking about the problem in time and stopped the boy directly.

"why?"

Broly looked at the mechanical girl in confusion.

"Because she's not tasty. The Flügel's meat is smelly."

Hubie said, coming up with a plausible excuse.

“Who are you calling stinky? We the Flügel don’t stink, it’s you, a piece of scrap metal, that stinks!”

Hearing Hubie's words, Jibril in the pot came to the edge of the pot at once, grabbed the edge with her little hands, stuck her head out and refuted, without any awareness that she was being used to make mushroom soup by others.

“You ungrateful, stupid Flügel, don’t you realize that I’m speaking for you? Do you really want to be eaten by someone else?”

Hubie thought that this Flügel was really crazy to refute her at this time.

"Eh?"

Jibril realized it later, but she didn't want to admit that she was stupid, so she said stubbornly: "I'm not afraid if you just boil me in a pot..."

She crawled into the pot and spit bubbles in the water. What she said was true. Even if she had exhausted all her strength to transform into the form of a little girl, the temperature of just boiling the water would not be enough to cause any harm to her.

Well, if you want to cook her, the temperature must be at least higher than that of the magma.

"You don't really want to eat me, do you?"

Jibril asked with some trepidation as she looked at the boy who was sprinkling salt on the mushroom soup in the pot using the salt-sprinkling gesture.

"I'll let you out after the mushroom soup is cooked."

Broly didn't notice any pain on Jibril's face the whole time. After replying like this, he exchanged some chopped green onions from the Crystal Palace Mall and threw them at Jibril's face.

Under the powerful heating of the Mecha thrusters, the pot of Xiaoji's mushroom soup was cooked soon.

Broly tasted it and thought it was pretty good, after all, it was mushroom soup.

"Would you like some?"

After taking Jibril out of the pot, Broly asked Jibril a question.

"You want me to drink my own bath water?"

Jibril said so, but she took the bowl of mushroom soup that Broly handed to her.

This was definitely not because she tasted the soup while it was in the pot and thought it tasted good and wanted to have another bowl, but she just wanted to quietly restore her strength by taking food when she was in trouble.

. . . .

Avant Heim, a gigantic Phantasmagoric life form, the apostle of the God of War, and the floating headquarters of the Flügel.

At this moment, in the highest hall, the corners of the mouth of the God of War Artosh twitched unconsciously twice, as if he could ignore all obstacles through the long distance and observe the situation of Jibril who was drinking his stew.

(End of this chapter)