I Am Really Saiyan

"Bruce, are you really planning to take an adventure with Bulma?" At the end of the last class, Lyme still couldn't let go of seeing Bruce who was thinking about his pen.

Bruce raised the head looked towards Lyme, "I still have something to deal with, so I won't go back with you today."

"Do you want to find Bulma classmate?" Lyme Eyes are immediately sharp. Bruce, who always likes to stay at home, goes out before working hours. It's such an abnormal thing.

He must be looking for classmate Bulma.

"Bruce, I think there is something wrong with this matter. Although classmate Bulma is your deskmate, it seems that Genius is the only one of you who met officially. I think she has no reason to convince us." Lyme feels it is necessary to remind Bruce who is the most trustworthy.

How can Bulma compare to me.

"Lyme?"

Bruce eyes slightly narrowed, looked towards a girl who is rare to talk back to him, if he hasn’t seen the Dragon Ball anime, he will naturally consider this aspect of Lyme Concerns. Like Bulma, a genius of intelligence, he naturally stayed away, and he could definitely get in there to make trouble by himself.

But who made this a world of extreme danger?

The most important thing is that he also wants to see how protagonist Saiyan and Son Goku are.

Before this, he just used a few lessons to record the plots that might happen next.

It is to prevent what happens next.

Like the original King Piccolo's destruction of the world, the ordinary person who died in vain is an astronomical number, and Bruce doesn't want to be that bad luck ghost.

"I know my words are too much, but Bruce, I think you should know this truth better than me. After all, I am just a stupid fool who can't compare with Bruce." Lyme's mouth was bulging, very aggrieved.

Bruce looked at Lyme a little unexpectedly. In the past, she would jump up and retort when she said she was a stupid. Today, Lyme sacrificed like this, "Lyme, now that you know you are a stupid, go home quickly Go, otherwise, even if I try to eat cup noodles this month, I have to buy a car of exercises for aunt."

"Huh? No."

Lyme's face is pale, Because of being too shocked, the whole person's body trembled twice.

Lyme knows very well that Bruce has always done what he said, and because of her embarrassing ranking, her mother must be very in favor of the kindness of Bruce, a child of others.

Bruce looked at Lyme who was "scared" at the moment, and was very satisfied. Are you stupid girl still trying to stop me from flying in the sky?

Why is Mr. Satan's daughter able to do what I can’t do with the natural godly power lifting a 1000g barbell with one hand.

In fact, for Bruce, looking for Dragon Ball, saving the world or something, simply doesn’t matter. The most important thing is that he only needs to make up for how he learned Dancing Sky Art from Son Gohan through a computer screen when he was a child. It's a pity that I can't learn it.

"Forget it, see you are so pitiful, I won't add to your burden." Bruce waved his hand, put the notebook in his trouser pocket, "Go back ."

"un un ah." Lyme's grievances were instantly wiped out because of Bruce's words.

In this regard, Bruce can only shake his head helplessly in his heart, his neighbor...maybe hopeless...

.. .......

In the room full of pink decorations, Bulma was lying on the bed and constantly sliding the tablet computer in her hand.

On her tablet computer, Bruce's photos are particularly conspicuously placed at the top, and below are a series of Bruce's materials.

"Did you move to West City four years ago?"

Bulma wrinkled and exquisite nose, she immediately used some hacking methods to retrieve Bruce's information when she got home. , I want to see what is so special about this boy who makes her a little bit interested.

However, what the information showed made her a little disappointed.

Bruce is not outstanding, compared to her, it seems a bit ordinary.

However, there is one thing that Bulma cares about. Bruce's sports cells are surprisingly active. Whether it is basketball, baseball, football, etc., Bruce can be regarded as a handle.

It's just that, the only place that made her Bulma can't compare with was also hidden because of Bruce's "refusal to trouble".

If she hadn't been able to retrieve the data and watch, the rest of the people would never have thought that Bruce's motor function was so good.

"Bulma, how does it feel to go to school today?"

The door of the room was opened, and Dr. Brief in a white research uniform walked in slowly with thick-rimmed glasses.

"The same as before." Bulma will slide the Bruce data displayed on the tablet computer without moving the expression. "Father, I think the school curriculum as far as I'm concerned is completely unnecessary. In the future Let’s forget about the class."

"Bulma, you can’t do this."

Dr. Brief walked in front of Bulma, stretched out a take action and rubbed the girl lovingly. Hair, "Sometimes I hope you are more ordinary, so that you can have the same childhood as other children."

"hmph, friends or something, I don’t need it."

Bulma turned her head, her face was stubborn.

Dr. Brief looked at it and sighed helplessly. Because Bulma has been so different since she was young, she has shown a super talent that no one else has, leading many peers to stay away from her.

In fact, Dr. Brief reason why asked Bulma to go to school, not for Bulma to learn something in school, but for Bulma to make close friends.

He knows his daughter's character very well, and on the surface he said nonchalantly, "Friends or something, I'm not a rare rhetoric, but in fact he yearns for friends more than anyone else.

Otherwise, she would not have found a Dragon Ball in the warehouse, and because of the trivial sentence, she could summoned Shenron by gathering seven of them, and she would realize her any wish legend without the slightest hesitation's creating dragon balls radar.

"I put everything I need to go out in the capsule, and I will prepare your motorcycle driver's license for you. As for the jet, this thing is still a bit difficult for you now, I didn’t prepare it. ."

"father." Bulma was stunned.

"Although I think there may be something wrong with the realization of wish, since Bulma you believe it, then I believe it." Dr. Brief smiled gently.

"en." Bulma said timidly, lowering her head.

"Oh, yes, I also made a few submachine guns for your self-protection. UMP9 has a lot of recoil. I will remodel it tonight to offset this recoil."

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Dr. Brief speaks the harshest words in the softest tone.

"In the wild, there are very strong wild beasts for survival. You have to save bullets."

"In the event of an accident, you immediately press the power grid shield button, at That time our satellite can receive your location, and I can immediately save you."

Dr. Brief worthíly is a global cream of the crop scientists, even artificial satellites Produce.

"I know father." Bulma nodded.

"Bulma." Dr. Brief suddenly said solemnly.

"What's wrong with father?" Bulma was startled.

Dr. Brief hesitated slightly, feeling a little complicated, "I think that boy is pretty good today, isn't he willing to believe you too, or let him go with you?"

"Father, do you use satellites to monitor me?" Bulma reveals a small tiger tooth.

Dr. Brief coughed embarrassingly, face doesn't change and said, "How can this be surveillance? I only care about the personal safety of my lovely daughter. This is at best spoiling."