Dragon Ball Pastry Family

Chapter 258 The Base in the Mountain

"No.17 and No.18?" Dr. Gero was confused, what was going on?

"Wait, how did you know about the existence of NO.17 and NO.18? I obviously never let those two guys leave the base."

"Oh?" Zajiangmian became interested, bent down and picked up Gero's head, and asked: "Your base, it seems that those two artificial humans are still in your base? That's easy, I Now there's only one question! Where is it?"

"Hmph!" Although Ge Luo still didn't understand the situation, it seems that he has a possession now, "Do you think I will tell you easily?"

Vegeta picked up NO.19 and asked: "Since he refuses to say it, then you can say it."

NO.19 narrowed his long and narrow eyes, "Impossible, I won't tell you guys these things."

"Heh!" Vegeta smiled cruelly, "It's okay, there are two of you, and we only need one alive. Now, tell me, who of you is willing to disclose this information? The reward is his life."

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Vegeta's devilish speech frightened the two artificial humans. Although both of them had escaped from the scope of life to a certain extent, they both cherished their lives. The two glanced at each other and were silent for a while.

"Wait, let me tell you the news!" Dr. Gero took the lead to become the second-five boy.

"What?" NO.19 was shocked, didn't they promise each other until death?
"Haha, what a right choice!" Vegeta raised the head of NO.19 that was still dripping with engine oil, "Goodbye, idiot!"

"Wait!" Zajiangmian and NO.19 both tried to persuade them to stay.

It's a pity that the Saiyan prince Vegeta has always been a quick-witted person. The two of them hadn't finished talking, and their qigong burst into NO.19's face, "Hey? What are you talking about?"

"Pfft!" NO.19's ball-like head instantly turned into a skyscraper of parts, which were still non-recyclable.

"." Zajiangmian covered his eyes in vain, "Forget it, let's find a way to pry this guy's mouth open."

"Hahahahahaha, hohohohohoho! What a rare idiot!" Gero laughed until his brain trembled, "You actually killed NO.19, hehe, now you still want to know about the man-made base. The exact location, please!"

"You!" Vegeta was furious, he understood, this is called killing with a borrowed knife, let me go, what about being honest and trustworthy?

"Hey, I don't have much energy left in this head. If you still want to get specific information, then prepare a new body for me!"

"I don't believe it yet!" Vegeta shot out a blue ball of light from his right hand, and brought it to Dr. Gero, "Say, or die!"

"Hehe! Do you think your threat has any effect on me now?" Gro said confidently.

"Wait, I have a question. Since No.17 and No.18 are so powerful, why didn't you bring these two guys out in this operation, but chose the most thankless form?" Jajangmyeon turned Gro's head.

Seeing his gradually dignified expression, I felt confident, "You didn't control them, did you?"

At this moment, Gero's face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

"In other words, you didn't completely control them, maybe even they almost killed you at one point, right?" Zajiangmian regained the initiative.

"Then you must not have officially activated them? Because according to Trunks' description, it is impossible to trap two such powerful artificial humans with ordinary methods. You must have used some special method, such as Make them switch off!"

"." What else could Groo say, let the Zhajiangmian guy say everything, the situation is just as Zhajiangmian guessed, the semicolons are not bad, but they don't know, there are more than just It is NO.17 and NO.18, and there is a more powerful artificial human NO.16.

However, one counts as one, and none of them are enabled.

"Great, it looks like your guess is very correct!" Yamucha happily patted the shoulder of Zajiangmian.

"Come on, let's go back to town. Since Dr. Gero's brain is still a piece of meat, he must have the weaknesses of the human brain. He dares to speak hard in my hands. I want to see if he can When will you be so stubborn?"

Soon, everyone who returned to Pastry Town started to work. Dr. Gero received a cabinet-type life support system sponsored by two top scientists, and at the same time started the big challenge of staying up late.

"How is it? Has Dr. Gero recruited?" Zajiangmian asked Yamucha a day later.

Yamucha shook his head helplessly, "The old man was very tight-lipped and didn't say anything, but good news came from Wukong. His illness has almost recovered after taking special medicine."

"Great!" Trunks couldn't be happier. After working so hard, he finally saw a fork in the river of fate, and the situation finally developed in a favorable direction.

Two days later, Wukong was alive and kicking around in the Heroes Association, but Dr. Gero still didn't say a word.

"It's really stubborn!" Zajiangmian, who knew about it, commented sullenly.

On the third day, Dr. Gro, who will never tell the truth, finally confessed the location of his secret base, and said that it was not that I was too cowardly, but that the temptation to sleep was too great.

So in the early morning of the fourth day, a group of Dragon Ball fighters blocked a small cave in the northwest mountainous area so tightly that no light could enter it.

"Is it here?"

"It should be here."

"I think so too!"

It's not that everyone's tone is not firm enough, but that everyone has basically searched all the nearby caves that can be drilled, and only this one is the most suspicious.

"Then go in and have a look." Zajiangmian took the lead to enter.

Sure enough, after a while, everyone found a metal gate inside the cave. The gate of unknown structure blocked the entire cave very firmly. There was only a combination lock in the center, and nothing else.

"Wait, I remember, the password that Dr. Gero gave was" Yamcha squeezed his chin and recalled, "It seems to be, SWKHZJMBS, is it like this?"

"Hey? Why is this password so complicated? Is there any internal connection?" Kurin scratched his head. In his opinion, this password has no logic at all, and it is smelly and long, which is really hard to remember.

Only the Zhajiang noodles who have learned pinyin have black lines on their faces. This must be a joke of fate!
So far, the last base of the artificial man has also been breached.

(End of this chapter)