Dragon Ball: Saiyan's Gourmet Journey

Chapter 89 The So-called Strategy

Maillard found it quite absurd that Maine and the other girls who considered themselves Broly's future wives were holding a meeting to help the boy find more wives.

"Obviously, there is a very high-quality wife right here, but they just turn a blind eye to it!"

Maillard complained.

"Miss, you look sour when you can't eat the grapes. It's really ugly."

Casandora complained on the side.

"Moreover, rather than discussing helping to find a wife, they were more discussing how to introduce Broly to others and have them worship him."

"No, I am also a part of this, I have to join the discussion!"

Merad watched from the side for a while, then joined in the discussion. The methods discussed were different, representing the situations in which different children came into contact with Broly and were attacked.

“Although there are no dangers in the city like those in the Jifu Nora Sea Tree Forest, the environment is not dangerous, but we can create dangers artificially.

At that time, Brother Broly just needs to jump out and show his skills to rescue those who are in trouble and danger.

Those two will definitely be unable to help themselves and start to admire Big Brother, and then they will be successfully accepted by Big Brother and become our new companions!"

For the children coming out of the forest, the eldest brother saving them and the hero saving the beauty are the most clichéd and typical ways of winning.

"It sounds good, but using this method to capture others is no different from fraud. Think about it, if Broly hadn't rescued us, but we were taken in by those guys from the Empire who drove us into the forest, and they wanted us to be grateful to them afterwards, how disgusting would that be!"

Of course, some people raised objections, but when the children put themselves in their shoes, they felt disgusted.

Although being a hero saving a beautiful girl is the best way to capture a girl, it would be hard to overcome my psychological bottom line if I were to play all the bad guys.

"If you ask me, since deliberately acting like a hero saving a beautiful girl is disgusting, why don't we just be the bad guys and knock those two people out in a fair and square manner, then carry them back and conquer them by force to become our new companions? What do you think?"

The only one who could say such words about making friends through force is Esdeath.

She feels that forcibly conquering the opposite sex is a courtship pattern that conforms to the laws of nature.

Because on the northern ice fields, there are some dangerous species that deal with their partners in this way.

"Esdeath, not everyone is like you and will feel happy after being defeated."

Broly shook his head and rejected her proposal. After he made his request at Osmanthus House in the afternoon, the Crystal Palace indicated that the happiness value of Hill, the new target of the strategy, was decreasing. It was obvious that tough measures were not the general solution.

"It's my turn, it's my turn!"

Maillard said as he stepped forward, looking up and giving his own strategy suggestions.

"How can we win the hearts of girls by using rough means? We should use means that make girls feel happy to win them over.

I created the 28-style bed technique myself, and I am willing to teach it to you tonight, Broly, come to my room tonight!"

"Okay, next one."

As soon as Mailad finished speaking, Myne waved her hand, indicating that she could go down.

"No, you don't plan to adopt my method?"

Maillard was a little confused.

"Your bed skills are very dirty, licking and touching people, and you can only use them on people around you. If it's someone you don't know, I'm afraid they will be scared away by you."

"No, no, no, even people around me can be easily scared away."

Akahime added that the last time she shared a room with Maillard, she was almost scared by him sneaking into her bed in the middle of the night. She carried her sister to sleep with Maine at night to avoid being harassed by this guy.

"That's because you are still young, and your body has not yet been developed to the point where you can feel pleasure..."

Before Maillard could finish his words, Esdeath grabbed the back of his neck and carried him away.

"My suggestion didn't pass, so don't even think about your suggestion. Just sit on the bench with me!"

Next, another child came up, Bonnie, but her suggestions were even less impressive.

After all, what is inviting people to eat mushrooms? Do you want to conquer others by inducing hallucinations through poisonous mushrooms?

The group of children discussed it over and over but couldn't come up with any good solution, so the ball came back to Maine.

"Since no one has any good suggestions, let me tell you what I think.

As the saying goes, if you know yourself and your enemy, you will never be imperiled in a hundred battles.

The so-called strategy is nothing more than catering to their needs and solving their problems..."

In fact, Marin was very confident. The purpose of holding this meeting was simply to point out a general direction to her partners.

Of course, if someone could come up with a better idea, that would be great, but no one did. "Tomorrow, let's work together to investigate the information of the two people with new wings."

At the end of the suite meeting, everyone received the action plan for tomorrow.

. . . .

Leone, who had no idea that he was being missed, had just chopped up a few roast chickens and returned to his home in the slum. He was holding a bag of candy in his hand and knocking on doors to give his neighbors food to improve their lives.

"Leone, why are you spending money so lavishly again?"

After the neighbor's mother-in-law took the roast chicken handed over by the tomboy girl, she kept muttering to herself.

"It's okay. I'm lucky today. I met a group of wealthy customers. They asked me to be their tour guide tomorrow. This little money is nothing."

"Leone, you have a heart."

"I was well taken care of by my uncles and aunts in the past. Now that I have made money, I naturally want to give back."

"Sister Leone!"

A group of children ran out, and when they saw the candy in Leone's hand, they came over like greedy cats.

"Everyone who calls me sister gets candy!"

Leone announced, and a group of children cheered, and lined up in front of the tomboy girl under the helpless gaze of their parents.

The impoverished Slam Street became more lively and bustling that evening because of Leone's arrival with roast chicken and candy.

. . . .

In Chengxia District, Osmanthus House was busy until night time and closed. Hill was scolded by the store manager again because he accidentally knocked over a bucket.

"What a clumsy girl! It's better not to help her than to ask her to help!"

The other waiters also complained to the girl with glasses because she knocked over the dirty bucket and now had to clean the floor again.

"You guys go ahead and leave this to me."

The girl with the chubby hair stepped forward and took over the responsibility of cleaning up.

Seeing that someone took the responsibility, everyone stopped saying anything.

"I'm sorry, Lingling. It's all my fault for being so clumsy."

"It doesn't matter. Everyone has things they are not good at."

"I'm thinking about quitting my job as a waiter."

"Don't be silly, if you quit this job, what else can you do?"

"Yeah, I can't do anything well."

Hill felt a little lost, and had always been like this since he was a child.

"Do this job first, and then look for something I'm good at. Once I find it, if it can make a living, it won't be too late to quit my job as a waiter."

Hua Ling persuaded her that she was quite caring towards this somewhat clumsy and naive friend. Although she always messed up things, she knew that she didn't do it on purpose.

"By the way, Hill, don't forget to take the guests' clothes back to wash."

After cleaning up and closing the store, Hua Ling couldn't help but remind the girl when she saw that she had nothing in her hands.

"Ah, I almost forgot."

Hearing this, the confused girl finally reacted, ran back to the lounge, found the guest's clothes, and then ran out again.

But when she came out, she accidentally bumped into the threshold. The pain made her half-kneel on the ground, rubbing her big toe hard.

"Are you okay? Do you want me to wash it for you?"

Hua Ling was a little worried.

"No need. I can still do things like washing clothes. Even if I can't do it myself, my mother will help me."

Hill waved her hand, she couldn't always rely on her good friend, waved and said see you tomorrow, then limped away.

"Is it really okay?"

Hua Ling was really worried about the girl's clumsy condition.

(End of this chapter)