Dragon Ball: This android is super strong

Chapter 214 The Tragic Encounter
Time passed like flowing water, and it was more than two months before the friendly match with the sixth universe.

Human world, Xidu, Vegeta's house.

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became quiet, almost like a needle could be heard.

Listening to the message from the other end of the phone, Boulma couldn't believe her ears.

It was like being poured a basin of cold water from head to toe, my hands and feet were cold, and I couldn't help shivering.

"You mean, his name is Trank...S!"

With a raised tone, Boulma slowly uttered these words to the other end of the phone.

Looking at the little Trunks playing outside the house, his heart settled down, and Boomer's mind came up with the figure of the future Trunks who traveled through time and space a few years ago.

"Yes, come over and have a look, he is now fainting on my farm..."

Hanging up the phone hastily, Buoma took a blue coat and hurried to a farm in the suburbs of Xidu worriedly.

Trunks, why is he back again?

Three hours later, Boomer, with a sad face, safely brought the emaciated Trunks back to his home.

"Mom, who is this brother, he looks like me!"

Little Trunks was very curious about the blue-haired youth on the hospital bed.

"Be obedient, don't bother me."

Busy from the morning till now, after checking Trunks' physical condition, Boulma, who was in a state of anxiety, could finally relax.

Seeing his mother sternly ignoring him, little Trunks was so wronged that he wanted to cry.

"found it!"

Leaving the big and small Trunks aside, in the research room, Boomer searched for a device that could contact Weiss.

Since the exposure of Ultimate Instinct on the 17th, Vegeta and Goku have been staying in the God of Destruction Realm day and night, practicing with Weiss.

It is as difficult as going to heaven if you want to meet each other.

In this regard, Weiss specially left a device for Boomer to contact in an emergency.

……

Destroying the God Realm, with long blue hair dancing in the wind, Vegeta raised his arms, trying his best to block No. 17's impenetrable fist shadow.

"Bah!"

Blue flames sprayed out from Vegeta's body, like a blazing bonfire, illuminating the entire field of vision.

Vegeta exploded with all his strength and began to switch offense and defense, which made Goku, who was lying limp, shocked and speechless.

Vegeta's strength has risen to a higher level.

In the retina, the scene of the confrontation between Super Blue Vegeta and No. 17 kept flashing.

Enduring the stinging pain in his chest, the exhausted Wukong leaned on the tree for the convenience of watching the battle.

In mid-air, Vegeta, who was flying like lightning, no matter how tricky moves he used, they were silently resolved by No. 17 Moisturizer.

The sense of oppression in the normal form gave Vegeta a feeling of being unable to start.

"Oh!"

The fist wrapped in blue flames hit No. 17's elbow heavily, causing pain in the heart, causing Vegeta's arm to shake, and his face turned pale.

"Forget it, stop fighting!"

Vegeta, whose face was as ugly as a dead person, was depressed, and after throwing down a sentence, he voluntarily surrendered.

Rubbing his arms, he forced a smile on his face, and returned to the grass, No. 17 said unhurriedly.

"Vegeta, take it easy."

"Don't be on guard all the time, relax your brain properly, so that you can better exert your due strength."

"Like you, you can't go all out at every critical moment."

His face changed slightly, Vegeta closed his eyes and thought for a while, then nodded silently.

"Ha ha ha ha."

"Vegeta, you can learn from me, anyway, you won't be able to surpass number 17."

Moving his feet, Goku smiled and patted Vegeta's shoulder, pretending to be relaxed.

"Wukong, you have to pay attention..."

The words on the 17th's lips were interrupted by a loud call.

"Come here, Miss Boomer, I need you urgently!" Weiss called out to everyone, raising his staff.

No. 17, who was confused, followed Goku and Vegeta to go to his side to understand the situation.

"Give!"

Handing the blue staff to Vegeta, Weiss blinked and pointed to the top crystal ball.

The originally pitch-black magic crystal ball reflected Bulma's anxious appearance. After seeing Vegeta clearly, he immediately explained.

"Vegeta, come back quickly on the 17th, something went wrong, look who this is!"

As the screen jumps, Trunks frowns tightly, with a hint of shadow between his brows, appearing in the crystal ball.

Wukong's eyes widened, his head hit the crystal ball, and he looked at the young man in the picture in disbelief.

"It's Trunks."

Hearing Wukong's name, the exhausted Boulma urged, and hung up the call.

After waking up from the shock, No. 17, who was aware of the seriousness of the problem, hurriedly explained a few words to Weiss, and used teleportation to return to the world.

On the hospital bed, the unconscious Trunks closed his eyes tightly, humming in pain from time to time, and looked extremely painful.

"Bulma, what's the matter?"

After watching for a while, Vegeta, who rushed over in a hurry, asked with a gloomy face.

"I don't know. I received... to bring him back. If there is any question, I can't ask until he wakes up."

A trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes, and Boulma said in a deep voice as he looked at Trunks tenderly.

"In the future world, there won't be another artificial human coming out to make trouble."

Recalling Dr. Gero who died several times back and forth, Wukong said with a strange expression.

Noticing that the eyes in the room were all on him, No. 17 froze and quickly took out a fairy bean.

"See what I do, let's wake up Trunks first."

Soon, staring at Trunks who stretched his brows, No. 17 was also puzzled.

Zamasu, who occupies Wukong's body, has been crushed by him. It stands to reason that Trunks does not need to travel through time and space.

To avoid being pursued by Frieza's army, Trunks, who had fled for three months in the vast universe, finally woke up.

"water……"

After regaining consciousness, Trunks felt his throat was dry and sore, as uncomfortable as burning.

"Ton, ton, ton."

After drinking the clear water in the glass in one go, Trunks, who had regained his composure, gradually saw the appearance of everyone in front of him.

"Dad, Mom, Mr. Goku, Number 17, it's great that you're all right."

With a slightly crying tone, Trunks, who was struggling to get out of bed, grabbed Vegeta's arm and couldn't help crying.

Trunks had changed so much that it was hard for everyone to accept it.

The heroic and energetic Trunks in the memory is gone forever.

"Tranks, what's going on?"

After a short silence, Vegeta helped Trunks to sit in front of the bed and asked seriously.

"It's like this..."

Little Trunks witnessed the whole process, and when he heard Vegeta yell out his name, he was struck by lightning, stunned for a few seconds, and then rushed out the door.

"Damn, I'll go after him."

Knowing that little Trunks had misunderstood, Boulma hurried out the door.

For a moment, everyone couldn't help chuckling.

"Don't worry about him, Trunks, go ahead."

With the collapse of the plot, No. 17 focused on listening to the story of Trunks.

"It starts from the future world... Three months ago, I accidentally traveled through time and space with a mysterious person and came here."

After he paused, Trunks sighed heavily when he thought of the three months of suffering.

"After Frieza formed an alliance with Broly, his mind was not on me, but he still did not give up on hunting me."

"In this way, I fled around in the universe. After 90 days, I finally came to the world before the oil ran out and the lamps dried up."

After finishing the backlog of stories in one breath, Trunks was dripping with joy, and the brows seemed to have regained some of the previous spirit.

It's a pity that the sword he was carrying was accidentally lost on the way to escape.

After listening to Trunks' description, No. 17 wandered back and forth in the room, but remained silent.

Zamasu actually traveled with Trunks!

Damn Frieza, dare to lie to us.

Fortunately, judging from the current situation, at most it will cause some minor troubles on the 17th.

For a moment, the eyes of several people intertwined.

"Tranks, first of all, the mysterious person you mentioned in the future has been destroyed by No. 17 with destructive power."

Wukong touched his nose, afraid of irritating Trunks, and said cautiously.

Dazed for a few seconds, Trunks did not expect that the mysterious person who caused the end of mankind in the future would be easily solved by No. 17 in this way.

Pursing his lips, to get rid of Trunks who was the most troubled, he tried his best to calm down the excitement, not knowing what to say.

"As for, you said that Broly teamed up with Golden Frieza to deal with us."

Standing on the windowsill, against the sunlight, Vegeta said in a firm tone.

"As long as you dare to come, they will come and go!"

The mighty and domineering Vegeta greatly inspired Trunks' inner fighting spirit.

……

Bulma, who stroked the head of little Trunks and figured out the cause and effect, persuaded softly.

"Since the matter is settled, Trunks, you should stay with us for a while."

"Anyway, you don't have a time machine."

His face froze, and Trunks thought deeply, flashing past the mother, Xiao Wu, and people who stubbornly resisted in the future world.

They are still waiting for me to go back!

Trunks politely refused, intending to make a wish to Shenlong to repair the broken time machine.

After the dragon ball was destroyed by Dr. Gero, Wukong asked Dandy to resurrect it, and now it is distributed all over the world.

Boulma made no secret of her disappointment, but she went back to the room and found the Dragon Ball detector.

"Thank you."

Trunks, who was overwhelmed with gratitude, took over the Dragon Ball Detector and revealed his true feelings.

"It's okay, wait a minute, let Vegeta help you find Dragon Balls."

Raising his hands to straighten Trunks' wrinkled collar, Boulma said softly.

Then he complained about Vegeta, who only knows how to practice all day long, and doesn't know how to go home...

Looking at each other, Vegeta, who was powerless to refute, led No. 17 and Goku to flee.

"Number 17, why don't you speak, are you worried about Frieza?"

Subconsciously walked towards the training ground, Vegeta didn't stop until the gravity room came into view.

"No, I always feel that the mysterious person is not that simple."

On the 17th, he was perfunctory, but in his mind, he thought of Zamasu who made a wish to the super dragon to become immortal in the anime.

That person can also travel through time and space. After such a long time, he must have noticed something is wrong.

For Trunks to go back this time, I'm afraid there will be more or less bad luck.

No. 17 didn't plan not to disclose these words to Wukong. He was thinking about whether to explain all this to Weiss.

"Number 17, that mysterious person is dead, so what are you worried about?"

Wukong, who was one step behind, yelled loudly.

"I hope so."

……

"Come and eat more, to see how thin you are."

At the dining table, Boulma stood up and brought the grilled meat directly in front of Trunks.

This behavior greatly aroused little Trunks' dissatisfaction.

"Ang, this is for you."

For the sake of fairness, Vegeta reluctantly gave up his love and gave his own barbecue to Little Trunks.

"Hee hee, it feels so interesting."

"Rapis, we will have twins sometime."

Covering her snickering Xi Yan, she lowered her head to No. 17 Road, and the last sentence was almost as thin as a mosquito.

Holding the green fingers tightly, No. 17 raised the corners of his mouth, turned around and said intentionally.

"Just tonight, how about it?"

Obviously feeling the trembling of the delicate body beside her, No. 17 showed a smirk.

This is not a lie, after being with Xiyan for so long, she really should have a cub.

After thinking about it secretly, Number 17 decided not to destroy the God Realm tomorrow.

There were four Saiyans, and all kinds of food on the table disappeared at an alarming speed.

After eating and drinking, No. 17 and Wukong sat quietly at Bulma's house, chatting idly while waiting patiently for Trunks' return.

"Goku, what's going on with Gohan and that girl?"

Watching the TV report on the heroic deeds of Super Saiyan Superman, the heart of gossip ignited, and the 17th took the initiative to bring up this topic.

"Ah, what girl?"

Touching his round belly, Wukong, who was lying on the sofa, replied with a blank face.

"Hiss, Wukong, how long has it been since you came home?"

Take a breath, number 17 is doing a great job of contributing to global warming.

"Can't remember."

Scanning Wukong with incredible eyes, No. 17 revealed everything he knew.

By the way, I remind Wukong not to think too much about cultivation, but to go home more often.

Hearing that Gohan talked about his girlfriend, Goku was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and disappeared instantly.

Seeing the disappearing figure on the sofa, No. 17, Xiyan and Boulma were stunned for a moment.

"I don't know what happened to Satan who saved the world in the anime.

Then again, after coming to Dragon Ball for such a long time, I really shouldn't have participated in a martial arts tournament once. "

No. 17, who was thinking wildly for a while, couldn't help feeling sad secretly.

Tens of seconds later, Wukong, whose face was even redder than a monkey's buttocks, slumped back to his seat.

"what happened to him?"

Xiyan poked No. 17 with a look of suspicion.

"Go and ask Wukong, you will know." No. 17 calmly sipped his tea and suggested.

"Just now, when I met Gohan and that girl on a date, I ran back without even saying hello."

Goku didn't know that he left, and Gohan fell into an embarrassing situation where he could dig out three rooms and one living room with his toes.

"Wukong-kun, I am worthy of you."

Almost spitting out the tea, Boulma couldn't help covering her mouth and laughing out loud as she recalled all the encounters she had with Wukong when she was a child.

On the side, No. 17 and Xiyan were also manipulated by Wukong's magic, making them laugh dumbfounded.

"Damn, it's all my fault for being too excited."

The remorseful Wukong couldn't help laughing while talking.

"However, it does go well with Gohan."

Hearing this, No. 17 suppressed his smile, and if this continues, Gohan will not be far from getting married.

No matter what, my cub must be born earlier than that girl Xiaofang.

Make up your mind on the 17th.

(End of this chapter)