Dragon Ball: Saiyan's Gourmet Journey

Chapter 55 Samba-sang: I will definitely win!

There was nothing surprising about Esdeath's arrival, as Broly had already told his friends about it before.

He will not act in the semi-finals, he will defeat Esdeath and bring her back. Nahashu and others held a welcome party for the new member.

This is the first time that Esdeath has been accepted by a group since she embarked on her journey after her village was destroyed. Of course, she had the opportunity to integrate into some groups before, but she herself did not accept it and continued to travel in order to become stronger.

It only stopped after being defeated by Broly and officially becoming his property.

But Esdeath was still a little uncomfortable with the enthusiasm of this group.

"Thank you." Esdeath took the juice from Akame and thanked him. Then she leaned close to Broly's ear and asked, "Are all your companions as strong as you?"

This is the issue she cares more about.

"Ha, Broly is the most powerful. How can we possibly be as strong as him?"

Before Broly could answer, the fat boy Lausanne answered the question.

"Then how did you get together with him?"

Esdeath asked curiously.

"We were children sold by slave traders. We accidentally met Big Brother in the Jifu Nora Sea Tree Forest. After being rescued by Big Brother, we followed him."

Nahashu explained that since Esdeath was a companion brought back by Brother Broly himself, there was no need to hide it.

"They followed before, and I was helped to join later. I was a homeless child before, my name is Mayin, nice to meet you."

"I'm Akame, and this is my sister Kurome. We're both going to be wings just like you and Myne."

"What are wings?"

"Another name for my wife."

Esdeath: “…”

Just at this moment, Broly was gnawing on chicken wings nearby.

"This is Bonnie, I'm Cornelia."

"Are you also wings?"

"No, there are only Akame, Kurome, Myne and you."

Speaking of this, Cornelia felt a little lost. Although they all followed Broly, Broly was closest to Akame and Kurome at the beginning. Even Mine, who came later, was the one who was taken care of by Broly.

"By the way, if Bonnie gives you mushrooms, you must not eat them."

Beside him, Tsukushi gave a reminder.

"mushroom?"

Esdeath looked at the girl whose head was being pressed.

"I've already told you that I bought these mushrooms at a street stall this time. They are definitely not poisonous."

Bonnie admitted that the mushrooms he had picked in the past had problems, but this time he bought dried goods from a street stall in the city, so it was unlikely that other people’s mushrooms also had problems.

As she said that, she took out the mushrooms from her pocket. Esdeath took a look and pointed at the one in the middle and said, "This one has a mild hallucinogenic toxin, but you can use it as a painkiller when you're injured."

"Eh?"

Everyone looked at Esdeath in surprise.

"Do you know mushrooms?"

Cornelia asked.

"I have been traveling for three years and have eaten some mushrooms, many of which are poisonous."

Esdeath said very calmly.

She was born in the north. After her people were massacred, she traveled alone, but she traveled around the outer circle of the empire.

"First I went to the east, then to the south. The border between these two places is rich in various fungi and mushrooms. I was poisoned many times, but I survived them all. That's why I got to know these things..."

Esdeath talked about her past journey. She spoke lightly, but everyone listened with great interest.

"Sister Esdeath, you are so amazing."

Akame, Kurome and the others were amazed. If Broly was the ceiling of combat power they had ever seen, then Esdeath was a master of survival and hunting in the wild.

Even if she fell into a swamp, was bitten by vicious insects, or was chased by dangerous beasts in the wild, she was able to rely on her wisdom, experience, and courage to overcome the adverse factors brought by the environment.

Compared to Esdeath, they were really weak as they were in danger just because they were thrown into the Gifunora Sea Forest.

"I am indeed great, but you are not bad either."

Esdeath originally thought that the group of children led by Akame were a burden, but when she heard that they had also been in a forest full of dangerous species.

I also fought with some highway robbers, but considering that their average age was around six or seven years old, I changed my mind.

After all, when she was six or seven years old, she could only hunt some medium-sized dangerous species alone, such as frost lizards, red-crowned giant eagles and the like.

The group of children in front of her really cannot be treated as weaklings. After realizing this, Esdeath quickly accepted it and decided to do things as companions with these children younger than herself.

I think if they train well, these children can grow up and become strong.

In just one meal, Esdeath successfully integrated into this small group.

While Broly was happily holding a welcome party, Samba-sam, who had made a victory declaration for tomorrow's game on the field, came to a gambling house in disguise with a gray cloth bag.

"Eight million, all in for the final of the martial arts tournament tomorrow."

He put the money on the counter and said, "Who's the winner?"

A voice came from inside.

"Of course it's Broly."

Samba-san said without hesitation.

"Broly's odds are very low, only 1 to 1.3. Why don't you consider Samba-sam? His odds are 7.6."

The staff at the counter, in accordance with the boss's instructions before the market opened in the afternoon, recommended another contestant who had made it to tomorrow's finals.

"No, Broly was so strong today that he even tore down the ring. So many people in the tournament saw it. Who would still think that Samba-san can win tomorrow?"

The staff was still persuading him, especially citing Samba-sam's analysis and judgment of Broly's situation in the damaged ring that afternoon, as well as his confident declaration of victory, as if trying to convince this high roller to change his mind and bet on Samba-sam, a player with higher odds.

But the disguised Samba-san was not moved at all. After all, as tomorrow's finalist, how could he not know whether he could beat Broly or not?

As for the analysis and victory declaration he made in the ring in the afternoon, it was all nonsense just to trick others into betting on his victory. It was just to raise the odds of Broly so that he could bet on Broly himself.

Sometimes, victory or defeat may not be reflected on the surface of the arena, but may also be reflected in the gambling game outside the arena.

For example, right now, Samba-san has used up most of his fortune to bet on Broly to win. Although Broly's odds are a bit low, if he loses tomorrow, he will still receive 240 million in betting money.

"Keep the receipt. We only recognize receipts, not people."

The gambling house owner handed the ticket to Samba-sun with a gloomy face. Broly's sudden rise made many gambling houses uncomfortable, because most gamblers kept betting on Broly to win.

Fortunately, there is an official bookmaker to back them up. The gambling houses here bought into Broly's win and can now switch to the official bookmaker to reduce their losses.

"Thank you. I'll have someone pick up the money tomorrow."

After saying this, Sambasang ignored the gambling house owner's darkening face and left.

Holding the betting ticket for Broly to win, Samba-san was already looking forward to his own grand exit tomorrow. Although this would damage his reputation, Broly, that monster kid was so strong, it couldn't be his fault if he made a wrong judgment and got defeated.

Haha, what is this called?
This is called losing the game but winning the prize.

Tomorrow, I will definitely win.

Samba-san returned to the hotel in a good mood, and happened to meet Broly and others in the cafeteria where the welcome party had not yet finished.

"Broly, tomorrow, we have to work hard together."

Samba-sang, who was in a good mood, came over and said this with a smile.

"Uncle Samba-sang, is the championship really that important to you?"

Broly asked curiously.

"Of course. There is no first in literature and no second in martial arts. I came to participate in the martial arts competition to win the championship. Besides, there will be more bonuses after winning."

Samba-san said with a smile. He still looked very confident, but he didn't dare to have a deep conversation with Broly in public.

What if this monster boy suddenly revealed that he had not used any of the secret techniques that were harmful to the body that he had made up? Wouldn't Broly's odds on the bet that he had just placed be further reduced?

Therefore, before the outcome is decided tomorrow, he must maintain enough confidence so that more people will have confidence in him and bet on him. Only in this way can he win more money after losing.

“I didn’t expect that winning the championship would be so important to Uncle Samba-sang.”

After Samba-san left, Broly felt something.

"Brother Broly, do you want to give up the crown?"

Nahashu saw what he was thinking and couldn't help but ask.

"Well, Uncle Sambasang was the only one (contestant) who spoke up for me in the round of 16 when I was beaten by that bastard who cheated on me.

Although I was beaten because I believed that liar, I still remember that Uncle Sambasang spoke up for me. "

"The difference between the second and first prizes is 80. Add in the reward that the Rabbit Chamber of Commerce gives to the first place, and the difference in prizes is 160 million."

"Um……"

Broly was a little distressed. The champion seemed very important to Samba-san, and he also wanted to repay the favor he had done for him.

"But, Broly, you forgot your performance today. I went to see it when I came back just now. Brother, your odds are super low, while Uncle Samba-san's odds are super high."

At this moment, a cunning look flashed in Nahasu's eyes.

"I originally thought that you would care about the championship, but since you don't care about the championship, we can win another one."

"Hey, really?"

"Of course, not only will you not lose money, you may even make a lot of money!"

"Great."

Broly was happy. Not only could he give the championship to Samba-san to repay a favor, but he and his companions could also win a large sum of money. It was a win-win situation.

"But, big brother, even if you are going to lose tomorrow, you still have to act."

Ma Yin reminded that if a match was fixed openly, there would definitely be problems.

"But I'm like this today, how can I act?"

Broly became distressed again. In order to increase Esdeath's happiness value today, he had used a lot of power beyond that of ordinary people in this world.

One punch could dig a deep hole, one kick could crack the ground. This was not the normal strength that a normal martial artist in this world could obtain through hard training.

"It's very simple. Didn't Uncle Sambasang say that you used a secret technique that damaged your body to unleash such powerful strength? Then we will use your trick against you..."

(End of this chapter)