《Dragon Ball: A Better Bulma.》 1: How to improve a Waifu. A person''s life will always be full of thoughts and desires, but it is when we take some time to think about it that we realize that sometimes everything is too much and much simpler. Our main character was someone like that, an ordinary person who sometimes, to pass the time or just to take their mind off things, looked for something to entertain themselves with. Movies, music, anime, cartoons, books, anything that was not harmful to their body was welcome. After seeing that it was not a good idea to interact with fandoms, they simply decided to consume such products in silence. But sometimes fandoms did interesting things, like fanart or animations, and sometimes really good activities came up. One of them caught their attention. Upgrading your favorite waifu. How did this dynamic work? Simple, you had to find a female character from some franchise and give her a proper "upgrade" in the context of her story. The strange thing was that the thing seemed to be quite elaborate, not only did it have its website, but there were terms and conditions that they didn''t read. Also, the rules were a bit rigid, but if you knew how to justify your changes, they were accepted. Yes, you couldn''t just write your power fantasy, because they had an AI to evaluate what you wrote. So much effort for something weird, but when you thought about the Furrys spending $2,000 for a drawing of their OC, you knew nothing could stop someone who was really into their business. Our protagonist made several of these upgrades and got the hang of it. He made them for Samus, Azula, and Ciri, and then he started making Bulma''s, only this time he wanted to test the limits of the scoring AI. First of all, the character''s characteristics had to be identified, so what characteristics could Bulma have? Simple, superior intelligence, tenacity, and beauty, aside from really dominant genetics. It sounds simple, but not only did this woman go to Namek or create a machine that could travel between timelines, but she snagged an overly proud prince and bore him two children. Then he thought, wouldn''t it be better to enhance those abilities? Sure, he could write that she just made that wish with the dragon orbs, but what would be the joke? He remembered the concept of mutants from Dragon Ball, beings who exceeded the expected expectations of their species and stood out from the rest, he could make Bulma something like that until he thought about the fate of the humans in the series. Humans were weak, but they knew Ki was far more advanced than other species, had various techniques, and could even reach respectable heights of power in the universe. A human with 10,000 power units was unheard of, which made him an exceptional warrior in the galaxy, but in the end, it didn''t matter in the face of beings of other species or those true cosmic monsters. If a human with a lot of effort, resources, and opportunities had a remote possibility of reaching 10,000 units of power, a high-class Nino of the Saiyan race, for example, would gradually reach that power in his adulthood with the right training. Or if he belonged to a blessed cosmic species, all he had to do was reach adulthood and he would have double or triple that amount, was it even worth trying to become strong as a human in Dragon Ball? How many fanfics aren''t there where the human protagonists want to become Saiyans or have the body of one? Unless you have a cultivation method to become a god, or you wish to be super-adapted like a certain human with a master plan in his backpack. No complaints, these characters will have motives, everyone would do similar things when you''re in a universe like Dragon Ball, where you can be cosmic dust and then resurrect without realizing it, of course, if you were born in the right timeline. No, you had to make an exceptional Bulma, really good and most of all coherent. Bulma has a fierce temperament, what if she had been a fighter as well? So it was time to test the limits of this AI and see how much she could improve Bulma under the AI''s criteria, something that promised to be fun. "So, since we know Bulma''s classic attributes as well as her personality, are you familiar with the concept of a mutant in Dragon Ball?" the protagonist wrote in the AI chat. "Yes, they are beings that are different in some way from their counterparts in a particular species. For example, Broly would be considered a natural mutant that occurs from time to time among the Saiyans. On the other hand, mutants can also be characters that have been changed by certain objects or environments, such as the Beastmen in the Dragon Ball series, who were changed by a certain drug," the AI answered to our protagonist. He had already gotten used to the way this AI responded, unlike Chat GPT, which was sure to give him more enumerated examples or even use somewhat odd terms or ones that didn''t quite apply to the series. "Well then, do you know the abilities of Vash Stampede and his twin brother Knives?" was part of the question I wanted to ask. If there were mutants in Dragon Ball, why not make your waifu one of them? Just in case, let''s make her better than the rest, though I''d have to see if it was possible, it all depended on the answers the AI gave her. "I know their abilities, like Plant, beings created by highly technological means, Vash and Knives excel at not being contained. While they cannot generate water or resources like their counterparts, they do have certain special characteristics. Not only do they have enhanced senses and reflexes, but they are resistant and have good regenerative capacity, which, although it does not make them heal from an amputated limb, allows them to survive serious injuries that for humans would be fatal. On the other hand, both are long-lived, being in a state of youth for perhaps hundreds of years, although it is unknown if they can die of old age, there would be no doubt that this would happen, because, unlike the contained Plants, they are free and lack many of their abilities.You might be reading a pirated copy. Look for the official release to support the author. In addition, each has abilities that could be termed psychic, while Vash can sense a person''s intentions, pain, and emotions, Knives can mentally manipulate others. They are also intelligent and have a certain peculiarity, they can deform one of their arms to create a weapon capable of punching a hole in a moon, as demonstrated in the series" When he read that answer, our protagonist smiled. In Dragon Ball, deeds like shattering the moon were basic stuff, but that wasn''t what was important, but the fact that Vash did that in the series with a prosthetic arm was not too advanced to say, powerful, but ''simple'' at the end of the day. "What if we have Bulma be born with Vash''s abilities? It''s normal for a mutant to have some unique and strange ability. Guldo could even stop time." "Justify that," the AI replied, causing the protagonist to mentally prepare his arguments before typing. "We can have Bulma born as a mutant with the abilities that Vash possesses, a plant, but unlike him, it will be a gradual thing. As she gets older, since she won''t have a growth spurt like the protagonist, she''ll unlock things like the Angel Arm. Let''s say he trains, who knows? He might develop those abilities to go further. To justify her birth, we can say that her father, Doctor Brief, genetically engineered his wife, which is why the woman never ages. Therefore, Tights, Bulma''s sister, would also have some genetic advantages, but the special figure in the family would be Bulma. Of course, it will always depend on whether Bulma wants to evolve along the path of constant fighting, but it would be an improvement to have our waifu always younger, smarter, and more active in the plot with her new abilities, wouldn''t it?" the protagonist felt something strange at this point. The AI hadn''t responded to him, so he checked his modem, maybe his Internet was down or something, but everything was fine. Suddenly, a pop-up appeared on his screen, and as he read it, he almost thought it was a joke from some strange moderator. [Would you like to assume the identity of the waifu you have upgraded?] As a Chinese protagonist of recent years would say, "Is this a fucking joke?" our undefined-gendered protagonist muttered, because their life, or whatever it is, isn''t interesting. [No, it isn''t]. The protagonist was afraid - was he being seen and heard? But his webcam had a black band on it! So he sat down in front of his computer, looking for a way to remove the pop-up, but found nothing, just another message. [Your idea has interested certain superior people in the Omniverse who hope to see more fearless beings like you, even Bulma Prime is interested in the things you can accomplish as an alternate version of herself]. "Wait, what? Dude, you''re going too far with the jokes," it was after saying that everything around the protagonist started to shake. The walls became blurred, the space became twisted, the flow of time he experienced became completely distorted, and when he realized what had happened, he found himself in a strangely furnished room. The protagonist was sitting on a black couch, and in front of him was what could be called a robot, holding a tablet made of light and constantly touching it while ignoring the protagonist. "Uh... Hello?" said our protagonist, making the robot look at him. "Ever since we regulated ROBs, illegal systems, and those reincarnation rooms, people have become skeptical, you''re not the only person that makes me bring you here," said the robot with a woman''s voice, and it sounded natural, it didn''t seem to sound mechanical or strange like voices made with AI. "I don''t quite understand what you mean, isn''t this something from fanfics?" the protagonist asked. The robot''s face crumpled humanely at his words, as if something he said was repulsive to it, something strange in a machine, but this entity seemed to be more than just a cold carcass, it seemed to be alive. "Oh yes, fanfics flourished in the turbulent times of the Omniverse. Illegal systems, scam chat groups, those reincarnation rooms that looked like mining companies in third world countries, insanity. Fortunately, things have been cleaned up, reincarnations are regulated, and even ROBs report their actions directly to the appropriate officials. You''re lucky, if you were to reincarnate remotely, you wouldn''t want your soul to be manipulated like that, would you?" the Ginoid explained calmly as he approached our protagonist. The cold eyes of the machine looked at his body several times before it turned its attention back to their tablet, then it projected a holographic screen showing a character tab, it was Bulma, but if you read the contents, she had the changes they suggested. "Your idea was interesting, much better than just putting a giant penis on your waifu for no reason. Poor Lamda, he read so much stupid stuff that he wanted to log off more often. Here are the changes you asked for increased intellect, increased stamina, increased longevity, superior empathic ability, and control of vital energy, which in this case would be Ki. Enhanced senses, superior reflexes, and you forgot enhanced concentration, but I did you the favor of adding that. There is also the partial deformation of flesh or the so-called Angel Arm, but this and other special contents are blocked and will only be released when you reach a certain amount of energy. This would be your improved version of Bulma, even the original said that with these advantages you could go further than her typical version in the Dragon Ball multiverse, but only if you accept it," the Ginoid explained to him carefully, making the protagonist think about the situation he was in. "Does that mean that I will be reincarnated in the Dragon Ball world? Will I lose my memories? Do I have to accomplish some mission or something?" he asked, if he learned anything from reading such plots, it was that he shouldn''t trust. "That''s why I hate the outer gods so much, they''ve done so many stupid things that the reincarnates don''t believe us anymore," the machine sighed as if it was tired of similar situations. "Yes, you will be reborn in Dragon Ball as this ''improved'' Bulma. Your memory won''t be lost, but you won''t be affected, that is, you will grow up as a normal woman, unaffected by your previous memories, that is the standard mechanism of reincarnation. But do not worry, you will not die so young. You will live your whole present life on Earth, you will forget this situation, and when you die, you will remember all this, so you will know that your new adventure has begun. You don''t have to do anything, you could even continue to live as the rich and carefree Bulma and ignore everything that happened because you are not going to a fictional world, but to a real one. You are not obliged to follow the ''canon'' as Bulma, you can be whatever you want", this explanation calmed the heart of our protagonist, who decided to accept it. "Well, since you''ve mentally accepted it, there''s nothing to say, live a good life," the Ginoid, having gotten the protagonist''s mental approval, quickly pressed her tablet, so that she was soon alone in this room. "This is getting more and more annoying, maybe I should ask that many-eyed guy for a bribe, his kids did a lot of shit in the chaotic era," the robot muttered before sending a message to a certain sleeping outer god. "Ah, I''ll go check out the reincarnated show, the season finale is coming up, that was certainly one of the best shows, all thanks to me of course," the gynoid said before sitting down on the couch and opening an app on her tablet. The app was a streaming service, and none of the programs were special, showing a boy with a huge sword and a giant energy snake behind him, fighting unidentified enemies. "Come on Seone, make me a lot of money!" Thus began the adventure of an enhanced Bulma. 2: Rebirth! After their life ended in old age, our protagonist clearly remembered what happened on that particular day, although perhaps because of their advanced age, unlike their younger self who was extremely nervous, the protagonist viewed this opportunity with calm but also with joy. Being reborn was far better than the absolute nothingness that is death! Because for a brief moment, before she could see the light again, she was plunged into absolute darkness, the worst thing? She knew that she was not alone. But good! She had been reborn as Bulma Brief, one of the brightest minds in all of Dragon Ball, and although it may not seem like it, she is one of the key plot points of this world. However, she wouldn''t be like a typical reincarnate who didn''t take her rebirth seriously, thinking that simple foresight or knowledge of the canon would keep her safe. She didn''t care about the original story at all. Yes, there was an evil egg on Earth and a galactic emperor in the universe, so what, she had advantages! She was no longer just a powerless human who would be defeated in a few years by guys who could destroy cities with a single breath. No, she would reach for the stars, metaphorically and perhaps literally. Perhaps because of her different genetics than a normal human, Bulma could perceive the world around her very early on. She was "aware" of herself from the moment an unscrupulous nurse spanked her after she was born, causing her to instinctively cry. Poetically, her first real breath in this world is also little Bulma''s first flash of true self-awareness, but normally no one would notice something like that, we just forget that Bulma''s family isn''t normal. "Mom! Look, the baby is looking around," a little blonde girl touched baby Bulma''s cheek, her eyes full of curiosity at her younger sister''s actions. "That means she''s very smart, right, dear?" said a blonde woman lying on the bed in what seemed to be a hospital room. She was holding little Bulma, who was constantly teased by her sister, causing the baby to frown. But her expression only made her older sister more amused. "She''s smart, she''s my daughter," said a young man with long blue hair, dressed in a white robe and a strange black cat that wouldn''t leave his shoulder for some reason. "Of course she is, and she will be a lovely lady in the future," the blonde woman cradled her daughter, stroking the baby''s sparse blue hair, inherited from her father. "Bikini, don''t spoil her like you did with Tights," the man said, regretting that he hadn''t supervised his daughter''s growth. Although Tights, his eldest daughter, had inherited certain special traits from her modified genetics and was more intelligent than the general population, she was strongly influenced by her mother. Now the girl has strange ideas about exploring the world to write novels. Sometimes Dr. Brief wondered if it was right to marry Bikini until he noticed his wife''s huge tits and realized that even though he was considered a man of science, he couldn''t escape male instincts. "What are you going to name her?" asked Tights, who had stopped teasing her sister, now she was curious what kind of name to give her. "Bulma, of course, what else?" Bikini replied quickly, stroking her daughter''s little nose, and making her laugh. "Ok..." Dr. Brief wanted to smoke, he loved his wife and daughter, but sometimes he felt that he didn''t have much to talk about with them, he just hoped that Bulma would be different. Well, the differences came quickly. Dr. had a routine of running routine tests on his family to monitor their health and genetic interventions. His forte was mechanics and software, but as a genius, he was able to make certain subtle changes to their DNA for himself and his wife. Who wouldn''t want better health and beauty? Although he kept only the health benefits, he made his wife beautiful until she died. No wrinkles will appear on Bikini until she dies because of his interventions. He did not delve too deeply into this field either, genetic stability was not a game, and he was not the ultimate expert in this field to tamper with it recklessly, although as an experiment he did introduce some change in both himself and his wife. A change that was not active and that was to be passed on to his children, who could easily accept and integrate it due to the malleability of an embryo''s genes. That''s why Tights was smart, and that''s why he was about to experience a miracle.Stolen novel; please report. As a renowned scientist with his own company and thousands of patents behind him, he knew some interesting things about the world. For example, he knew that it was a strange drug that turned many people into anthropomorphic animals. Many animals had superior intelligence, even if they did not speak, not to be confused with real animal people, those who could speak, but there were certain "wild" animals with apparent intelligence. He had also gotten a strange ball that was supposed to be part of a set that if you put them all together would allow you to make a wish, although he didn''t believe much in it, the object was beautiful to him and he kept it somewhere. He knew of the Red Ribbon, a supposedly anti-government army, but one that operated mostly in remote places and rarely intervened in large housing developments. He also knew about the supposed martial artists and their ''prowess'', as well as the supposed god of martial arts, someone who was said to be over 200 years old, something he didn''t believe in... "If this data is correct, Bulma will live at least 500 years," Dr. Brief said as he looked at a screen. His amazement was such that he ignored the pain from the ash of the cigarette he was smoking, but the results he had in front of him were so shocking that if they were real and not a malfunction of his equipment, they would truly be a milestone. Just to be sure, and in keeping with his scientific rigor, he checked his machines and ran the same tests several times with different equipment. He even had a flash of inspiration and improved his analysis technology, but only got much more detailed data, which made his astonishment even greater. What did the doctor see? Simple, the results of his youngest daughter''s analysis, which showed different values than normal humans, it was as if nature had taken the genetic advantages and perfected them, improving them to something he could not achieve with his poor gene editing skills. If it weren''t for the fact that his daughter was barely a day old, he would have put her through strenuous physical activities to gather more data, or perhaps given her an extensive intelligence test to prove his findings. "A natural mutant, born of the artificial..." muttered Brief, amazed at what he had found. Mutants were a subject he had encountered many times during his studies of genetics, he had even seen people who, without any training or technological advantage, could do things no one else could. "Hahahahahaha! She''s perfect... but I can''t let anyone try to reproduce these things, this is a unique miracle and it would put my daughter in danger if someone got twisted ideas!" the doctor''s eyes glowed with determination. He knew that there were some good-hearted scientists in the world, but there were some who were truly evil, like the famous Dr. Gero, who no matter how infamous he was, still published his articles on robotics and genetics. Ironically, the modifications he made himself were inspired by those articles, but for that very reason, he understood just how evil this man, who was rumored to accept funding from anyone, no matter how antisocial, could become. "Maybe I should develop some useful things for them," the man muttered before he stroked the black cat on his shoulder to calm it down. Bulma, who didn''t know that her father was very worried about her, enjoyed her lunch while experiencing some wonderful situations. Without much effort, she seemed to feel the deep love her mother had for her, as well as the smoldering interest of her sister Tights. ''I seem to be able to feel my mother''s and my sister''s emotions on a small scale,'' thought the baby, who enjoyed being breastfed. Yes, she realized that her empathic abilities were beginning to manifest, and even though it was only a small range, it allowed her to truly feel what others felt for her. ''But it''s risky, I don''t want to be a puppet of other people''s emotions,'' Bulma thought, reminded of certain empathic characters in fiction. She didn''t want to be a virgin Mary like Steven Universe or a broken puppet that was an amalgam of emotions like Jean Gray, nor did she want Vash''s psychological traumas, so moderating her ability was crucial. "Mommy! I want some of your milk, too!" said Tights, watching curiously as her mother fed her little sister. "Sorry honey, all the milk is for your sister Bulma, you don''t need it, you have teeth," Bikini replied calmly. Although many thought she was stupid, she was not. A foolish woman wouldn''t go as far as she did, she was just a little naive and clueless, but what could not be denied was the love she had for her family. "Okay, can I feed Bulma mashed potatoes?" Tights wanted to feed her sister like her mother did, but the only thing she could think of was to feed her mashed potatoes because it was obvious that Bulma had no teeth. "She''s too little for that, but soon she can, she''ll grow up big and strong, all ladylike," Bikini burst out laughing as she started to imagine the hairstyles and clothes she would put on her daughter when she grew up. Bulma''s good taste in the original story was something she learned from Bikini, who, though not a great scientist like her husband, was a renowned fashion designer. Do you think Brief would only marry a vase, he was lustful, not a fool! She was in charge of making the Capsule Corporation''s products eye-catching and taking care of the company''s marketing, otherwise, everything would look very mechanical, and not attractive at all. "Then I want her to grow up," Tights replied, a little bored. "Soon, but you have to take advantage now, maybe I won''t let you touch her cheeks in the future," Bikini commented, making her daughter smile. "Her cheeks are soft!" the girl exclaimed, startling her father who had just entered the living room. "Are they soft?" the doctor asked doubtfully. He hadn''t spent much time with her newborn daughter, not even holding her. To correct that, he even decided to take a bath before approaching, he didn''t want his daughter to smell his cigarette breath. "Yes, do you want to hold her? I''m done feeding her," Bikini offered the baby to her husband after making Bulma burp with gentle pats on her back. Brief held his daughter awkwardly, he wasn''t very used to it and was afraid of dropping her, but when he saw his daughter''s eyes riveted on him, he felt that he couldn''t let anything happen to her. "My dearest Bulma," the man whispered as he rocked his daughter, but he also sat down next to Tights because he wanted to spend time with both of them. He would not neglect them for any reason and if someone tried to take them away from him, he would suffer. His desire for protection caused a certain galactic patrolman to go about his routine duties to sneeze. 3: Wait, Photosynthesis!? "Physical test diary on Bulma Brief, my daughter. How should I approach this first entry? I just don''t know how to react to the results I got. From the tests I ran on her, I knew she had an enhanced metabolism, as well as much slower aging than a normal human, and since she was a baby, her physical condition was as good as a young adult, but she showed no deterioration or premature aging. Other tests indicated the presence of abilities not available to a normal human. Not only is she able to digest food very efficiently, but her body distributes nutrients in a very optimized way. She leaves almost nothing behind, so the usual "waste" of a human is rare, all because her body assimilates almost everything she eats, as long as it is organic. I tried giving her mushrooms, which cause mild irritation when eaten, but she showed no change she found them "rich" and now constantly asks me for more of that type of food. Watching your two-year-old daughter eat things that would cause a normal person severe physical discomfort without showing any change opens your mind to new possibilities. Also, her intelligence is another fascinating detail. Bulma not only walked and ran before she was a year old, but she started saying her first words at only two months old. At two years old, she already had more than enough language, so I taught her to read. She absorbs knowledge very quickly, so she cooperated very well with me in these physical tests. She has a physical condition superior to that of a child of her age, everything related to her body could be considered ''superior''. But to my surprise, when we went to the beach one day and were constantly exposed to the sun, Bulma did not claim to be hungry and even refused to eat because she had no appetite. My daughter photosynthesizes" Brief stopped typing on his computer, the cigarette he was smoking was long gone, and his black cat rested on his shoulder as usual. The man was truly fascinated by his daughter''s abilities, and it filled him with a sense of pride. After all, he was a father who wanted the best for his offspring, and he had succeeded. "Dad, what is photosynthesis?" Bulma, who had been playing with some building blocks in her father''s lab, approached him and read the word on the screen. ''What do you mean, I''m doing photosynthesis!!!? Vash didn''t do that, and I''m not a Namek...'' Bulma thought, curious about the ''new'' knowledge or concepts unknown to a girl who had barely learned to read. Well, maybe because of her superior intelligence, she liked to learn new things. That''s why she was in her father''s laboratory, sometimes she could see interesting things or how the man worked. She was like a sponge, absorbing everything she could, even if she couldn''t use it at the time because of her young age, she got used to the electronic equipment and machines available in the lab. "Oh, it''s a natural process by which plants get their food from the energy of the sun and water," Brief explained very simply and succinctly, but the explanation was enough to give her daughter an idea. "But I don''t want to eat sun! I want to eat red mushrooms like in the video game!" cried little Bulma, making her father smile. "Okay, but remember, you''re not going to grow up out of nowhere just by eating mushrooms," the man replied, knowing his daughter''s childish ''thoughts''. "Okay! Are you going to teach me something new?" the girl asked, making the man hesitate for a moment before he thought of something. "Well, I''ll show you how to make a laser pointer, it''s good for playing with cats," the man agreed, before explaining to his daughter how to make a simple toy. It was this toy that would make our young Bulma see a bigger world - weapons were rare in Dragon Ball! Or rather, the situation between the flesh body, Ki defense, and weapons in this world had a strange relationship. Still, she was interested in technology in this world where individual power could reach highly destructive capabilities, why? Simple, no matter how good your Ki is and how much you can destroy, technology can perform many functions that simple Ki cannot. Not everyone has healing abilities like Dende or Kaio-Shin, but even Freezer had to rely on a healing chamber to survive after being severely injured or resurrected.Stolen content warning: this tale belongs on Royal Road. Report any occurrences elsewhere. Technology can travel the stars, technology can even "measure" another''s strength, and while the latter can be done with proper Ki training, not every species in the galaxy has the talent or teaching materials to accomplish such a feat. Also, let''s not forget that A-16, C-17, and C-18 were created or enhanced with human technology, indicating the great potential of human technology. Let''s not forget the genetic splicing of cells, which would not have been born without science and technology. We can also say that it was technology that allowed C-17 to be so strong and talented, ultimately making Universe 7 the victor in the Tournament of Power held under the auspices of two Omni-Kings. As night fell, Bulma played with a small black laser pointer that emitted a beam of green light, which she used to play with the black cat that always adorned her father. "You can''t catch it! You can''t catch it!" Bulma joked, reveling in the innocence of childhood. Many protagonists would live under pressure, wanting to become strong as soon as they were reborn and trying to achieve godhood, but she took it easy. Even with all her parameters beyond what a normal child possesses, she was still a little girl. Sure, she would learn a lot and then train her physique, but she couldn''t waste the energy capacity she surely possessed. Although Vash did not destroy any of the moons in the series like Roshi or Piccolo, you must remember that only he and his brother were capable of such attacks. They also had to deform one of their arms to achieve such a feat, something she obviously could not do at the moment, but it was more than obvious that she would have much more talent for Ki than a normal human. She was beginning to explore this area on her own, and it was not for nothing that Videl was able to do it easily under Gohan''s guidance. Bulma was much more talented than Videl, which is why her left hand had a strange glow while she was fiddling with the cat. Something that is not mentioned is that Ki has color, maybe it is something the show does to differentiate the characters and make it more spectacular, but Bulma''s Ki was a deep purple. The palm of her hand glowed with a purple light that just emitted a glow, no lightning, explosions, or heat, just a glow. But that was already a lot since she was only a child. "Wait, my Ki is purple and I photosynthesize, sunlight has ''ultraviolet'' light... ah, subtle," Bulma said quietly, amusing herself with her nonsense. She didn''t know the flying technique, not that it was easy to shoot a ki beam, she needed more control for that. In that sense, she envied Pan. Not only could the girl fly as a baby, but she had so many experts in energy control at her side to guide her. What kind of experts were there at that time? The perverse Master Roshi, the vain Master Tsuru, and his brother Tao Pai Pai, who was a murderer. There was also Gohan! But Grandfather Gohan, a student of Roshi and possibly knowledgeable about Ki. Why didn''t the old man teach Goku as a child? Perhaps by treating him as a normal human, he wanted to wait until the boy was of an appropriate age before training him until he was tragically crushed and possibly eaten by his grandson in Ozaru, or Giant Ape form. ''Should I help the old man raise Goku? It would be better to have a more reasonable Goku, even if his innocence can never be taken away, he was born with it,'' Bulma thought, remembering a few things. From what she knew of Dragon Ball Minus, Goku is a gentle Saiyan like his mother, but with the fighting tendency of his father, basically the best of both sides. She believed that his constant blows to the head did not change his personality much, just erased his memories of his early childhood, which was very sad in a way, and maybe his ''wild'' attitude before the blow was because he knew he was alone, not seeing his mother or father for a long time. So one could understand why his temperament "changed", no, he simply forgot the reasons that made him an unruly child. Also, Saiyan children spend time in an incubator, which could accelerate their physical and cognitive development, which would explain their memories. But Bulma was born in 733 and Goku in 737, with the story now in 735, it would be three years before Goku would travel to Earth after the inevitable destruction of his home planet. ''And I''ll see Jaco'' Bulma finally remembered this strange character who "came out of nowhere" in Dragon Ball, although chronologically she would meet him when she was five years old and even help him repair his ship together with her father. Bulma turned off the laser pointer and looked at her hand, the violet energy was behaving erratically, but when she focused her attention on it, it gradually turned into a sphere the size of a tennis ball. "This doesn''t have any power, but it looks pretty," the girl said. The glow in her hand attracted the curious black cat, who jumped at the girl''s hand, distracting Bulma and causing her Ki to turn into motes of light. The animal''s claws tried to catch the little lights, but they simply vanished into thin air. "Ok! You''re going to help me train," Bulma gave a small clap and approached the cat, gently grabbing it by the belly. Though the animal tried to free itself, it didn''t scratch Bulma, it just used its paws to try to pull away from the little girl''s fierce grip, but she had the strength of an adult at only two years old, how could it break free? The black cat could only resign himself, his eyes fixed on Bulma''s excited face. He was just waiting for an opportunity to escape, but he didn''t know that the girl already had a plan. Bulma wanted to train not only her Ki control, but also her multitasking ability and her resistance to interference, so she used the laser pointer she made with her father to annoy the black cat, thus fulfilling her two purposes at once. Ki is referred to as the life force in all living creatures, and Bulma''s constant use of this energy only made her physical condition grow, but so did her mental aspect. Though simple and not very ''malleable'' unlike other types of energy in the Omniverse, Ki was an energy that integrated physical, mental, and spiritual aspects all at once, it was quite balanced, though it usually emphasizes its more destructive aspect. It might not be able to do a thousand miracles like Chakra or Nen, but Ki made Bulma grow much better than her other counterparts, and adding her natural advantages, she was destined to be one of the best Bulma variants out there. 4: First weapon. Bulma had learned everything she could for three years, which was a lot. Not only did she constantly follow her father to learn about technology, but she also dabbled in other areas that appealed to her. Sure, she wasn''t exposed to great things, but with the resources she had, she began to experiment and create things on her own. For example, she built a small drone that resembled the appearance of a spider, it was not useful and was more like a toy. But she was the one who built it from scratch, programming the control software and printing the materials with 3D printers. Her father was happy about this, even though her mother told her to make things "prettier. In her obsession, she made an overly realistic spider that was very uncomfortable to look at for anyone with arachnophobia. Hence, her mother told her that if she wanted to use it as a toy, she should make it much cuter. By the way, while Bikini didn''t teach Bulma outrageous things like putting on makeup under her father''s care, she did teach her to have a proper fashion sense, which will make Bulma never stick to the same old look. On the other hand, she became more and more sensitive to her own Ki and could even use it for some simple operations. She realized that every time she improved her control of this energy, her empathic abilities grew. Bulma could sense the feelings and emotions of not only humans, but also animals, and the range of this ability had grown to 20 meters. With this, she was able to communicate better with some animals, which helped her train her distraction and multitasking skills. She also tried to look for something related to martial artists, but except for videos of those past tournaments, she didn''t find much. In general, martial artists lived apart from society, at least in that era. It used to be normal to see several dojos in the same city, but now if you wanted to learn real martial arts, you had to go to a hermit master in some remote place. But this did not discourage her, she knew there were masters she could learn from in the future, even if Roshi refused to teach her for some reason, she had money to hire Tsuru or his brother, both of whom were more accessible to material goods. Visit Karin''s tower and Kami? Haha, unless you had the express permission of the owners of those places, you could only take the tests obediently, like climbing Karin''s Tower with your own body. Still, Bulma wasn''t in too much of a hurry, she was good at this Ki thing, and since she knew that meditation could help a lot, she had tried it. There was nothing esoteric about meditating, anyone with a little patience could do it, and it was her achievement that allowed her to vaguely sense other people''s Ki. This ability was interesting, and tied in very well with her empathy, since even though it was vague at this stage, it served her very well in identifying people. Not only that but by learning someone''s specific signature, it became so familiar that she didn''t have to struggle with it afterward. Each person''s Ki also showed some characteristics of its owner. For example, Bikini''s Ki was ''happy and sunny'', while her father was ''serious''. This explained why it was possible to tell by feeling the Ki if someone had committed evil acts for pleasure or murder. Then she understood why Krillin was frightened when he sensed Freezer. His amount of Ki was not only huge but it was filled with darkness, sin, and death. How many people did Freezer kill? Well, the number must be huge. At this point, it was easy to understand that Ki, as an energy involved in the basic aspects of a being such as body, mind, and soul, had a lot of influence on a person. If she suddenly went crazy and started killing people, her soul might not be much different from that of an evil demon, after all, darkness would color her being. But the nature of Bulma''s Ki was interesting. Perhaps influenced by her abilities coming from the plants, Bulma''s Ki was "soft and radiant" it shone too brightly. But it also felt comfortable, and after a coincidence, it was discovered that it had a healing ability. Yes! Bulma''s Ki helps to heal wounds and could probably be derived into a technique to heal her allies in battle. Not only that, but her Ki seemed to be very beneficial to plants and animals. When she meditated in the courtyard of her mansion, small animals would approach her and flowers would grow around her, as if nature itself wanted to be radiated by her. The plants in Vash''s world were beings that could produce energy and resources, even water on a desert planet like the one in the series, so it was obvious that she had at least partially inherited this beneficial trait for the environment. "But I never expected something like this," Bulma muttered as she crouched in front of a flower in her mother''s garden. Normally, this would be a normal sight, but the little girl''s face was a little tense as she watched the strange flower, a sunflower, only it was much larger and had eyes as well as a mouth. Also, the sunflower kept moving back and forth, especially towards Bulma, so she had to push it back, but the plant kept insisting on invading the girl''s personal space. This was a flower similar to the famous sunflower from Plant Vs. Zombies. Why did this happen? Simple, Bulma wanted to experiment and irradiate one of her mother''s sunflowers with her Ki for several weeks until it changed into this.Stolen from its original source, this story is not meant to be on Amazon; report any sightings. Dragon Ball was a manga world, yes, there is seriousness and stuff, but the basis of Dragon Ball was always humor. Also, there is a lot of weird stuff in this world, but for something like this to happen, Bulma was stunned. The idea of destroying the flower, this sunflower, she had gradually become very attuned to nature, sure, she would have no qualms about fighting or killing if necessary, but she didn''t want to end an innocent, sentient life if she didn''t have to. Yes, sentient. Although plants are living beings with a certain kind of sensitivity, when we say sensitive, we mean low intelligence, similar to that of an animal. This plant in front of her had primitive emotions like a normal animal. "Well, since you''re here, do you make sun balls?" asked Bulma seriously, but it was obvious that the sunflower did not understand her, it had barely gained parts like eyes, how could it even understand language? But this gave Bulma a clear answer, she should not radiate her Ki to normal life if she was not responsible for her changes. Still, she would like to test if her Ki would be beneficial to others. Who knows? Maybe she''ll develop a technique similar to Namek''s Grand Guru; since she''s become so much like them, she''d better go all the way down that path of weird techniques, right? Imagine if she was able to increase the potential of the people. ''That is a good idea,'' Bulma thought, after her thoughts had reached that point, some ideas came to her mind. ''Enhancing the human potential, or at least giving it a broad base. Some ideas might be feasible in this strange world and I don''t want to rely on Dragon Balls, at least the current ones can''t be of much use to me,'' Bulma continued to think. She was truly a genius, and her mind went a mile a minute, so certain ideas came to her as a plan began to form in her mind. Sure, she had to be careful with her idea, but if it was useful, her support for future Z-warriors wouldn''t just be for logistics from behind. "Looks like Mom''s garden is going to get weirder and weirder in the future," Bulma said, looking at the apple tree in the distance, ready to try out one of her ideas. She wanted to improve a tree that would bear fruit with benefits, they didn''t have to be explosive like the Divine Tree of Turles, but a fruit that would help restore some energy or heal wounds, or better yet, that could be used as a training supplement, would certainly be a miracle. Of course, Bulma had to be honest with her family that day about her abilities, or at least the ones they didn''t know about, and she even showed them the strange sunflower, getting a special surprise at that moment. "It''s so cute when it sleeps!" said Bikini, stroking the sleeping head of the mutated sunflower. "I wasn''t expecting this, I was looking all over town for inspiration, and the most interesting thing was so close to me," Tights muttered, looking at her younger sister in awe. She already knew that her sister was different from the others, but purple energy? Feeling emotions? Turning sunflowers into cute creatures? This was a mine of inspiration and fantastic stories! Tights'' eyes sparkled as hundreds of ideas on how to write an excellent story based on her younger sister blossomed in her mind, she only regretted not having her notebook handy, but she was a genius in a way, she would not forget those sparks in her mind. On the other hand, Dr. Brief held between his fingers a ball of golden light that radiated a faint warmth that he had found next to the sunflower, and it made him realize that the change that Bulma had made to the plant was much more than just a change in appearance. Was it condensed solar energy? He didn''t know, but just holding it in his hand felt good, although he would never be able to withstand its danger, even if it looked very stable. "Dad! Can I have this little sun? I''ll make a beam weapon out of it," Bulma said, looking at the ball of light in her father''s hand. As silly as it may sound, the laser weapons in this world were broken, they could even pierce the body of a Goku who had reached godhood in a way. Sure, it was more than obvious that he was untransformed and exhausted after his fight, but this situation not only explained more than it seemed about the relationship between Ki and physical enhancement, but it also said that even at such a high level, a good laser beam could work wonders. Besides, she had wanted to build a beam weapon for a long time, for these stages where no enemies were coming from the stars or out of nowhere, a weapon was vital to survive in this world where a flying dinosaur could grab you if you were out in the open. She would go on adventures when the time was right, she wasn''t against that, but she wanted to have more ways to defend herself than just her strength, after all, she wasn''t as honorable as the Z-Warriors. She would cheat, sneak attacks, and if necessary, she would use her status as a beautiful woman to look for opportunities. She also wanted to take the technological aspect further than just providing support. Though not ''canon'', the beating that Metal Cooler gave to Goku was strongly impressed on her, and that was simply a copy made with technology. So having a power source as good as concentrated sunlight was irresistible to Bulma''s little mind. "It''s okay, just be careful," the Doctor had always been a carefree man, and although he paid more attention to his daughters than his other versions in the multiverse, that carefree attitude had never changed. Also, he will be there to watch over his daughter as she makes this weapon and give her some ideas if needed, so a few days later, the most terrifying weapon known to her daughter''s future enemies is born. Bulma held a revolver-like weapon in her hand, similar to the one Vash used in his series, only this weapon was very "special". Perhaps because little Bulma decided to constantly radiate materials with her Ki, this weapon was connected to her. A weapon that was connected to her like the blasters used by Freezer''s Legion, only more special, radiated by the plant abilities she possessed, an object like this would never be created again. A weapon that amplifies energy. So ridiculous, but if we consider that it is a unique weapon, that Arale existed in this world, and that it could only be used by Bulma with a support object, it could be understood. Probably, Trunks'' sword is similar to this weapon, I mean, this weapon absorbed the energy of the last humans and managed to create a weapon that could wound the body of a truly divine and immortal being. Anyway, this only made Bulma interested in how her power could affect matter, because it seemed that not everything reacted specially and not everything changed, otherwise it would not be Ki, but magic. For example, the apple tree she had decided to irradiate simply became healthier and more vibrant without showing any change, nor did other flowers in the garden or yard. So only a few things could be ''benefited'' by Bulma, but not that this was a bad thing, it just created an expectation and thirst for adventure in the girl, after all, if everything could be manipulated at her whim, everything would be boring. Speaking of boring, the boring days ended when certain things started to move, it was the year 738, Goku was several months old, and he would probably descend to Earth, and with him a certain Galactic Patrolman, though the latter would arrive on Earth in 739. 5: Meeting Jaco and Baby Goku. Kakarot, a Saiyan son of Gine, a Saiyan much calmer, gentler, and nobler than the rest of her people, if not for the tail on her lower back and the hairstyle that hasn''t changed since she was born, many would mistake her for a foreigner or a hybrid. How could she be with Bardock? Many considered him a living example of the excellence of the Saiyan race, for even though he was born in the lowest class, he was able to rise to the ranks of the most powerful warriors of the species with a not-inconsiderable combat level of 10,000. It was strange to see a warrior as fierce and aggressive as he was, who must have destroyed more lives than you or I have ever eaten, but there he was, looking lovingly at his little son in the incubator. He had his arm around the body of his mate, Saiyans do not make a habit of ''marriage'', and some are not even good fathers or mothers, so much attention to an ''unqualified'' son like Kakarot was beyond unheard of. "Do you think he''ll be okay without us? He''s so... fragile" Even Gine, who worked as a logistics officer and never really left her home planet, had a power of 700 points. That wasn''t much for her species, and not that she needed to fight, but it was a hell of a lot more than the meager amount of only 2 power points her son had been born with. Sometimes she felt guilty about that. Her son Raditz was born with 300 power points, and because he was Bardock''s son, he was accepted as a follower of Prince Vegeta. What would happen to her weak son Kakarot? She did not know. Bardock had returned... strangely after his last missions. He told her about a dragon and orbs, and how he wanted his children to have a good life. Was it a good life to send Kakarot to a distant world where he might die? Sure, many Saiyans had that habit, except for a few, almost all members of that race had been sent to different worlds to serve as ''initiation'' for them. It was a strange way of filtering out the "weaker" ones, and even if you were lower class, you would be the best of the lower class. How many children did not return home? And while many parents didn''t care about that fact, it was a real thing, many of them died and only a few came back. Now Bardock wanted to send Kakarot to a remote and supposedly weak planet just because he had a bad feeling. Did Freezer want to destroy their race? He didn''t know, she only works with meat products, it''s not like she learns many important things. "Even if he is fragile, he is still our son and a Saiyan. Even I, who was born in a low class with 50 power points, was able to get this far because of my efforts. Kakarot is a restless child, so he will grow well and become stronger," Bardock said, not taking his eyes off his son, perhaps today will be the last time he sees him. Soon after, Father and Mother sent Kakarot to Earth in a rather old spaceship that was no longer in use. A few days later, the entire universe heard the news that an asteroid had wiped out the entire planet Vegeta, killing almost all the Saiyans, and leaving only a few specimens. The ship may have gone unnoticed by many on Earth, but not by Bulma, who had waited a long time for this moment. She had trained not only her Ki but also her aim. The use of such a weapon might seem silly to some, but by using it, little Bulma even got used to Ki bursts and was able to improve her control. She couldn''t do them herself for now, but she had a way to defend herself if the situation called for it. Although she had planned to learn martial arts, she had to wait for the perfect opportunity, and now she had it. Seeing an unknown object fall somewhere on Earth, and after ruling out the usual meteors that were constantly passing through the atmosphere, she was able to tentatively confirm that it could be Goku''s ship, or well, Kakarot at this point. "I''m not going to let him break his head," Bulma muttered as she took one of her father''s vehicle capsules. She pressed the switch and released it into the garden, revealing a rather advanced aircraft for this time, with the Capsule Corp. logo on the sides. For anyone else, the sight of a child approaching such a vehicle would set off alarm bells. But who was Bulma? She was a genius! She even learned how to repair these vehicles from her father, so she knew how to drive them. So she deftly launched the airship and headed for the Paoz Mountains. This was a generally unexplored and wild region, where there were really dangerous animals even bigger than the rest of the area, but she was not afraid of her adventure. It was only during the trip that she received a communication alert from her older sister, and after accepting it, a video call between the two took place. But things got weird as soon as Tights spoke. "Bulma! Sis, you really are a genius and a skilled girl, aren''t you? Nobody is prettier and smarter than you~" The series of compliments surprised Bulma a lot, but being used to her mother and sister''s bubbly personality, she managed to adapt quickly. "What''s wrong!!! I''m driving a plane!" said Bulma impatiently, causing her sister to stick out her tongue. "Bulma, I am your dearest sister, yes?" said Tights, winking at the camera. "You''re my only sister, you look like you want something, what is it?" Bulma decided to cut her sister off as soon as possible, or Tights could keep her busy for quite a while with her jokes. "Well, if I hypothetically met an alien, and that alien hypothetically saved me from an attack. Let''s say I accidentally told him about my super genius sister who could repair his ship and give him fuel, would you do anything to me?" Tights began to babble at a rate that astonished young Bulma, but she did tell her several things.You could be reading stolen content. Head to Royal Road for the genuine story. First of all, Jaco had already arrived on Earth and met Tights, maybe a little out of time, but the chronology of Dragon Ball could be changed by many factors. Having access to Jaco''s ship would greatly improve the technological level of Earth, a scan of it could reveal new alloys, materials, and even weapons and power systems, so it would be a very beneficial thing. Especially since Bulma wanted to explore the universe early on, why be passive and expect everything to happen as in the original story? She wanted to explore this vast universe, learn new things, and visit certain places of interest along the way. Meeting Namekians or Yadrats would not only be beneficial to her but could help her build a good foundation, as a Chinese reincarnate would say. But they were right, the techniques of those two races were quite good and could serve as inspiration for many other useful things. One thing Bulma was interested in was the "Clothes Beam," or the transformation magic that the Namek seemed to have mastered. How many cool clothes could she wear? Well, that was her mother''s training speaking for her. But the things that could be done with some magic spells or applications would be quite extensive, especially since they were ki abilities, even if it seems a bit strange at first, magic was simply the micro-manipulation of that energy on an absurd level. As a scientific genius and a budding fighter, learning magic could expand her possibilities, and it would also be a good auxiliary tool since she doubted that she was a genius or a monstrous being based on magic like Majin Boo or an insane one like Moro. That, and she wouldn''t deny that being able to repair her torn clothes in the middle of a battle was something she wanted. She was a woman, she would inevitably have to expose her bare skin when the fight got intense. Since she didn''t want to fight with her breasts in the air, learning the Clothes Beam was more of a necessity. I mean, instead of having her shirt or pants ripped, she could even change outfits during the fight. That, and to paraphrase the Chinese protagonists, "Looking cool is the most important thing, no matter if the technique is weak, being handsome is eternal. Third, he might be walking around with a power detector that he could borrow, or at least scan, to create a version of his own and use it to explore not only his strength but also some part of the nature of that energy. Anyway, Tights seemed to be with Jaco right now, if the somewhat strange movements her sister was making were any indication, so Bulma didn''t want to beat around the bush and was direct. "Put the alien on the screen for me," the girl demanded, causing her sister to smile before handing her communicator to Jaco. Jaco was exactly what he would look like in the future, holding the communicator awkwardly and seeing that Bulma was only a toddler of about four or five, he made a face and then looked at Tights next to him. "She''s just a little girl! How can a little girl help me? And she seems to be in a flying machine, do people let their children fly such things at such a young age? How irresponsible!" the patrolman complained, but that only made Tights burst out laughing. "My sister is not like other children! She''s a brilliant mind, she can help you, believe me. Besides, we don''t let kids fly airplanes, but my sister can fix them, maybe she learned and decided to go for a ride," the blonde said with a proud tone in her voice as if she was the one who performed those feats. "I''m going to the landing site of what might be a spaceship," Bulma said, not bothering to hide her destination. Even though real life can be fucked up sometimes, she trusted her sister and, in a way, Jaco''s trustworthiness, so she wouldn''t hide or lie about her actions, even if they became terrible in the future. Bulma''s words made Jaco and Tights stop talking, and even Elder Omori, the old man who had brought the patrolman to town to buy some supplies, looked out. "Girls, be careful! That could be the Saiyan I''m looking for. They''re a savage, planet-destroying species. They send children into space to wipe out weak worlds like this one and then sell them, though fortunately, this might be one of the last ones left," Jaco said in a serious tone. If the patrolman took his duty seriously, he was someone responsible, his mission was to check if this child would be a danger to this world, and if so, he had the authorization to eliminate it. Drastic, but it was true that the Saiyans had a terrible reputation in the cosmos, and behind them was the powerful and ruthless Freezer, the successor of King Cold, they were not pure, calling themselves masters of the northern galaxy, ignoring the authority of the Galactic King and the Galactic Patrol. "I don''t mind you, I just want to find the remains of the ship, and if the Saiyan boy you said shows up, I don''t think he''s a threat," Bulma showed her weapon, which she would not hesitate to use if Goku attacked her somehow. Sure, it would be at its lowest intensity, but no matter. Jaco and Bulma talked a bit after that. They would wait for her on Doctor Omori''s island and take the young Saiyan with them to be examined, if possible. Soon, Bulma landed in front of a small house built deep into the mountain. She was able to locate it because Goku''s ship had landed nearby and smoke was billowing in the sky. Bulma turned the plane back into a capsule and stowed it in a small bag that was slung around her waist. She was wearing a navy blue dress and her hair was loose and tousled, but if you noticed, it wasn''t messy. At that moment, the door of the house opened and a little boy, no more than two years old, came running out crying. He was naked and seemed to be covered in foam, with a brown tail wagging on his back, giving him a wild appearance. The boy didn''t seem to make any noise beyond crying, but when he saw Bulma, he stopped dead in his tracks, which the old man who came out right after him took advantage of to hold him. But the boy kept looking at Bulma as if he wasn''t sure why this person was calming him down. "Looks like you''re smarter than everyone thinks, kid," Bulma could tell, Goku was irritated and angry, but not because of what everyone thought. Everyone would think that he was just being wild and brutal like the Saiyan, that he didn''t even want to take a bath, but Bulma could sense the emotions of others, so she could feel young Goku''s emotions. There was anger, there was annoyance, but most of all, there was a deep sadness, why, she didn''t know, but when she thought about it, the boy must miss his parents, or at least his mother, who always spent time with him. For Bulma felt the thrill of longing in the child. "Oh, are you lost, child? This place is dangerous for little ones like you," the old man finally said after he noticed that Goku in his arms was not throwing a tantrum. "I came here in an airship, I have three purposes for being here. First, I came because of the possible crashed spaceship nearby, you should know about it. Second, I came because of the child in your arms, someone wants to see him for certain reasons, and third, I came to ask for your training, Son Gohan. As a student of the strongest man in the world, Muten Roshi, you are famous among connoisseurs," Bulma didn''t want to lie or hide, Ki users as old as Gohan would surely notice her little games. Besides, why lie? She came with that attitude. She didn''t want to get close to Roshi, not because he was a pervert, but because she had the feeling that he wouldn''t train her for no good reason. Gohan could not only help her but also soften her relationship with the currently strongest human in the world. She even planned what kind of ''magazines'' to give to the old man so that he would not be so picky. "Hm... then come in, looks like we need to talk for a while," Gohan noticed the gun in Bulma''s hand that the girl never let go of, but sensing no threat in her words or actions, he decided to invite her in. 6: Son Gohan, Son Goku. "From your looks, I can tell you''re a rich little lady, so excuse the austerity of my house," Son Gohan said after Bulma sat down on a wooden chair. The house was straightforward and rustic. Son Gohan had lived like a hermit for the last few years. It didn''t even seem to have electricity or television, but maybe because of that, it was cozy. "Don''t worry about it," Bulma didn''t care how ''old-fashioned'' this place was, it wasn''t like she was a spoiled or pompous girl. Besides, she understood that simple luxuries or entertainment were unnecessary for people like Son Gohan, who could do things normal people couldn''t do. Money? Gohan has access to every rare animal or plant in the Paoz Mountains. Even a 10- or 20-year-old herb used in traditional medicine is literally at his fingertips, which would bring a great deal of monetary benefits to anyone. Exotic food? There were rare and dangerous animals nearby that you wouldn''t see in the city, and a little trip by the old man could get him prey that others would have to spend thousands or millions to enjoy. Do you think anyone can hunt a dinosaur or catch a fish as big as an adult? Only martial artists can do that, an ordinary person would have to waste a lot of resources, and sometimes it''s not worth it. However, in the future, as these species become less common and technology becomes more accessible and powerful, this business will be profitable, although the enemy will not be the animals, but a certain android who wants to be a ranger. Gohan held Goku in his arms, who was unusually calm, watching Bulma constantly and even letting out some childish laughter. "The little one likes you, he''s calm just looking at you. It was a pain to feed and bathe him, he looks like a wild cat," Son Gohan joked. "I think so, he''s in a bad mood, and considering what I heard before I got here, I can guess why," Bulma said. She didn''t know why Goku had calmed down when he saw her, but it could be because of her ''aura''. Her Ki was heavily influenced by nature, and Goku was only a slightly altered Saiyan at this point, which would explain her reaction. "Can you explain? I guess since you came to look for a spaceship and to look for it, you must know part of its origin, right?" Gohan asked, and although he seemed as relaxed as before, there was a worried tone in his voice. Gohan liked this boy, whom he had found and named himself. He had no offspring, and although he had ascetic tendencies, as a human, he longed for companionship. Not being as bold as his master Muten Roshi to approach a woman younger than himself, he could only confine himself to the tranquility of this place, or at least tranquility for someone of his strength. This period of isolation allowed Gohan to understand some of the mysteries of the world, the same mysteries that told him that the girl before him was as incredible and talented as the boy he was holding. Was this God''s guidance? He didn''t know, sometimes he even wondered why he felt the need to go into the impact zone of the spaceship, but whatever it was, he knew that his actions were giving back to the world, even if he didn''t know the future impact. This sounds very metaphysical and very "cultivation shit," but for martial artists like Gohan, power is not everything, but understanding and state of mind. You could say that at a certain point, Gohan''s mind was at peace and had reached a certain level of spiritual enlightenment, it didn''t improve his strength, but sometimes that''s not everything, right? In fact, in terms of mentality, he had surpassed his master, Muten Roshi, who was very susceptible to distraction when women were present. Too bad that Gohan is limited by his age, or his strength would increase tremendously. This kind of understanding was something that many martial artists longed for, but could never achieve in their lifetime. Because of this, Gohan had grown fond of the child in his arms, whom he named Goku. He wanted to pass on his ideas to him, feeling that his new understanding of martial arts and Ki would be momentous. Too bad that in many Dragon Ball parallel universes, Gohan always died before he could pass on his knowledge. Sure, he could do it in death, but except for the privileged Goku in the future, the dead were forbidden to intervene in the world, if at all, they could only make a one-day visit, which wasn''t enough time for many things. "Simple, this child is one of the few ''Saiyans'' left in the entire universe. Their planet was destroyed by an asteroid a long time ago. They are a warrior race that exterminates life on planets to sell them, so they send their children to other worlds. A Galactic Patrolman is here to evaluate him, to know if he is a danger to this world because he possesses a power that, if true, could not be overcome. As far as I know, when this race sees the full moon, they become an Ozaru, or giant monkey, with devastating power," Bulma quickly summarized the information Jaco had given her, causing Gohan to look at her in disbelief.Unauthorized tale usage: if you spot this story on Amazon, report the violation. "Can this little thing wipe out all humans?" Gohan asked with a hint of ridicule as he carried Goku and displayed him in front of Bulma, causing the little boy to burst out laughing. "Look at him, he''s so cute and innocent, just a little wild, he doesn''t seem to be part of a murderous alien race," Goku''s laughter brought a smile to Gohan''s old face, who felt that finding Goku was the best thing he had ever done in his entire life. "I''m just telling you what I''ve been taught, it''s up to the patrolman to decide. But I can help you to convince him even more, just..." Bulma was suddenly silent, and although Gohan was practically a hermit at this point in his life, he was not someone without social experience. "I remember you mentioned my teacher, would you like me to introduce him to you? Although I don''t think a girl of your class needs to learn how to fight," Gohan said, this time using his Ki sense to examine Bulma. By feeling someone''s Ki, one could know many things without using words. To the old man, Bulma''s presence was, for lack of a better word, ''sunny''. Why would someone''s Ki be so similar to the sun? But it was this sign that brought his ideas to the forefront. ''Raw power is not something we should pursue as humanity, but something beyond that, my ideas perhaps... can be tested on this girl first,'' Gohan thought, and his emotions were felt by Bulma, who did not understand why the old man seemed to be pleased with her. "Maybe later, but I want to train with you first, I know nothing about martial arts and the energy that warriors use, I only have some ideas that I have explored on my own," Bulma raised her hand and showed a ball of purple Ki that changed into different forms under her control. "By the way, you may have noticed my blue hair, but my name is Bulma Brief," Bulma said with a little pride in her tone, only her family could make blue hair so prominent. In her hand, animals, plants, tools, and even buildings or confusing geometric figures were transformed using only Ki, and seeing such fine control of energy made Gohan open his eyes for the first time. The old man, who had always had a grandpa''s face, now looked expectantly at the seemingly infinite changes of Ki in Bulma''s hands, something so incredible told him one thing: The girl in front of him was a genius! At least, she is in energy manipulation. "I will teach you! I will do my best to guide you in the best way and if I cannot teach you anymore, I will take you to my teacher," Gohan said quickly, he did not want Bulma to end up learning from people with malicious tendencies like those from the Crane School. Kami-Sama will know what they would teach the girl in front of him, they could even provoke the rise of a terrible monster. This thought, as well as the fact that he wanted to pass on his new ideas about the way a human warrior should go, made him want to teach Bulma. "I don''t know much about you martial artists, but according to the novels, a student must present gifts to his master, so mine are simple: I give you a vehicle to travel to the city, and I help you raise the Saiyan boy. I will help him pay for his education, and I can even have your house remodeled so that you have proper modern conveniences," Bulma''s words embarrassed the elder Gohan, who had not expected such a thing. He still remembered that he only had to give his Master Muten Roshi some racy magazines and that was enough to be taught by him in his Turtle Style. Then she remembered that she had a strange glowing ball with four stars inside. It was like a gem, and women like gems, don''t they? With this thought, the old man apologized for a moment and then went to look for the strange ball, leaving Goku on the seat. The fidgety boy tried to get off the chair, but Bulma prevented him from falling, but the boy seemed to enjoy her closeness, so he started to laugh and even blurted out some words, which startled Bulma. "Plant," the boy babbled, repeating the word over and over. "You think I''m a plant, don''t you? What a thing," Bulma muttered as she took some of Goku''s hair from both his head and tail. She wanted to run some tests on Goku''s samples, not to create some genetic aberration like Cell, but to understand some of the Saiyan DNA. She wouldn''t integrate it into her body, but she wanted to understand the transformation mechanism a bit, maybe it would help her to awaken her physical deformation abilities in advance. "Look, I''m giving you this orb as a gift as your master, I don''t have any way to pay for everything you''re planning to do for me and Goku, so this is all I can give you. I don''t know what it''s for, but it looks nice," Gohan said, handing him the four-star ball, something many connoisseurs of the legend would fight for, plain and simple. "Thank you, but maybe you should know the story behind it," Bulma said, explaining the legend of the Dragon Balls to Gohan, who seemed less than thrilled at the prospect of a wish. "I don''t have much to ask for except for Goku''s growth, maybe to spread my school, but with you here, I don''t need that," Gohan said, sending out a wave of ki with his right hand and drawing a kanji in front of him. Bulma recognized it as the kanji for Heaven (Sora), ¿Õ, and with that, she felt that the whole environment seemed to become more... harmonious, so to speak. Gohan, who had a serious face, no longer looked like a carefree old man, but a true warrior. "The way I will teach you may be inspired by the school of my master, the Turtle Style, who in turn learned from Mutaito, the man who defeated the Great Demon Piccolo in the past. But it is what I have learned, synthesized, and understood over the years, especially during my time in the Paoz Mountains, a way that may not be as destructive as the Crane School but is no less powerful for it. The sky contains everything, including the earth, the sky contains everything, including the elements, the sky is everything, including this world. As human beings, we are part of nature, part of the elements, part of heaven. Girl, do you want to make your mark in the sky?" Bulma looked at Gohan with some astonishment and some things couldn''t help but come to her mind. ''This Dragon Ball world is not as simple as the series or the manga, and that makes it better,'' the girl thought as she repeated the same kanji as Gohan. Maybe it didn''t have the same effect as the old man, but the whole house seemed to have better lighting and even felt more comfortable as if the first rays of sunlight were entering the place after a particularly cold night. "Yes, I want to make my mark in the sky, I want to reach for the stars," Bulma replied, marking the beginning of a new adventure. One where not only the Saiyans will stand out, but there will also be a place for humans to participate in great things.