Earth.

West City.

A remote warehouse of the Universal Capsule Company.

The dim light flickered in it. Bulma, with blue hair, was frowning and writing and drawing on paper with a pen.

She was working intensively. After all, this was also a hope in her heart. She also had to carefully consider the operating structure of the machine and the selection of energy materials.

Once she was in a state of serious work, she would forget everything else, even the problem of eating.

She was at work almost all day, integrating the accumulation and conjectures in her mind over the years to build a perfect time machine.

A long time passed.

The faint light shone on Bulma's vicissitudes of life, the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes were clearly visible, and her eyes were filled with fatigue, but there was a glimmer of light in that fatigue.

"Finished! The design of the time machine has been successful, and the next step is the material, energy and construction."

Bulma smiled happily and looked at the black cloth. Under it were the materials she had prepared before.

""Gurgle, gurgle~"

An untimely sound was heard. It was Bulma's belly singing a song.

"Ah! Has it been that long?"

Bulma looked down at the time on her wrist and rubbed her flat belly awkwardly.

She took out a small box from the lining of her white coat and opened it.

""Click!"

There were nearly 20 small capsules lined up in a row, among which were many scientific research tools and some rare materials, such as some materials for a time machine, and some aircraft.

Bulma carefully took off one of the small capsules with 25 written on it, pressed it, and threw it on the ground.

""Bang!!"

A cloud of white smoke appeared out of nowhere. When the smoke dissipated, what came into view was instant noodles that were almost stacked to the top, and large and small thermoses stored in a large box.

After Bulma skillfully made a bucket of instant noodles, she ate quietly, her eyes wandering, watching the sunset outside the door. It was no longer visible, and only the reddish light could be seen looming on the horizon.

Just like this, eating instant noodles accompanied by that scenery is also a unique flavor.

After Bulma finished the noodles in the bowl, she drank the soup cleanly as well. With her arms supporting her head, she thought of a lot at this moment, thinking of the good life in the past, and the adventures with her friends. As she thought about it, Bulma thought of Androids No. 17 and No. 18. The resentment and anger in her heart once again filled her mind, making her feel uncomfortable and worried.

"Ah! Where's Trunks?"

Bulma turned around, opened the door, looked around for a moment, and didn't dare to shout loudly, and returned to the warehouse.

"Where is Trunks? He should have come back a long time ago!"

Just when Bulma was worried about this, space moved and two people suddenly appeared in front of him.

""Swoosh!"

It was Trunks and Cell.

"Ah!"

Bulma's face twisted instantly, her heart pounded, and her body jumped back.

After seeing who it was, Bulma calmed down and said,"Trunks! Why are you so scary?........Hey! How come your hair has grown so long? And your clothes seem to have become much stronger.

Looking at Trunks' tattered clothes, his tall stature and his exposed muscular body, Bulma was so dazed that she didn't notice Cell beside her.

"Ah! Mom, long time no see!"

Trunks laughed, showing his white teeth.

"good.........Long time no see? Didn't you leave this morning? Come here and explain to me."

Bulma frowned and asked

"Ah! I stayed in the Spirit Time Chamber of the Celestial Temple for a while. Mom, let me tell you, it's amazing. One day there is equivalent to one year in the outside world."

Trunks wanted to hug Bulma happily, but Bulma pushed him away with her finger in disgust.

"Ahem! Trunks, even if you are amazing, don't you take a shower?"

Bulma pinched her nose with one hand and pointed at him with the other hand, frowning, with disgust written all over her face.

"Shower? Ah, I think it's too troublesome. I have to take another shower soon after each shower, so I decided to wash them all at once and take them later."

Trunks, eyes wide open, nose wrinkled slightly, sniffed at his body and said,"I think it's okay. Uncle Cell also said that this is the smell of a man, it is part of a man's growth."

"Uncle Cell?"

Bulma finally reacted and frowned at the grim Cell beside Trunks."Didn't you leave? To deal with the androids?"

"Tomorrow! We agreed that tomorrow is tomorrow, and it's so late, let me rest here for a while, and since I have taught your son so well, you go and cook first!"

Cell waved his hand. Although he didn't need to eat, it didn't mean he couldn't eat. He thought that Trunks ate the food that should be eaten in the apocalypse these days. But he told me that he ate big fish and meat.

Only then did I remember that this guy is also a young master, even in the apocalypse it was different. During this time in the Spirit Time Chamber, he cooked for him.

He also wants to eat some big fish and meat now.

""Gurgle, gurgle, gurgle~"

As soon as Trunks mentioned cooking, his stomach started playing a symphony.

"Hahaha!"

Trunks touched his belly and scratched his head awkwardly,"Yeah, Mom, go cook first! I'm hungry."

"Oh, ok."

Bulma kept looking between the two of them. She couldn't imagine how these two people could be so close now. She shook her head and didn't think about it anymore. She went back to the back and started cooking.

After a while,

Bulma brought a large amount of meat to the dining table. She swallowed subconsciously when she saw Cell and Trunks.

Especially Cell. Although he didn't need to eat, he was also greedy when he saw this scene. Just kidding, he has never eaten like this in real life.

"Come on, don't be so reserved and start eating! Trunks, do you want to take a shower first?"

Bulma frowned

"What did you say?"At this time, Trunks stuffed a big meat leg into his mouth and uttered an incomprehensible language.

"It's okay!"

Bulma held her forehead with her right hand, feeling helpless.

She looked at Cell and found that Cell's appetite was no worse than that of Tranks.

Both of them had afterimages of their arms, stuffing the food on the table directly into their mouths, and soon finished all the food.

"oh!"

"I'm full!"

Trunks patted his round belly happily.

"I've finished eating too!"

Cell took out a piece of paper and slowly wiped his mouth. He was not full at all.

He felt that he could still perform the next three-headed cow performance.

"Madam Bulma, is there any progress on the time machine?"

Cell asked.

Bulma nodded,"Of course not. Look who I am. Now we just need energy and assembly."

"Very good! That's it, I'll go to sleep for a while."

Cell turned around and got up, casually found a room and lay on the big bed.

Are you kidding! You have to wash the dishes after dinner? Where are you still staying? Run away quickly.

Sure enough, Trunks washed the dishes under Bulma's command.

Then he took a fragrant bath.

Then, at Bulma's request, he trimmed his hair and changed his clothes.

He came to Cell's door.

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