Dragon Ball Master Wu Tian

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"Yes." Wu Tian responded casually.

Hathaway blinked at him with big eyes and said nothing.

Wu Tian had no choice but to put the tea cup on the coffee table and said, "This is my true appearance."

As he spoke, the appearance of his face began to age rapidly, and wrinkles appeared from shallow to deep. His hair was no longer so dark and thick, and at the same time it grew from short to long, and finally spread around the back of his head. Then, his face His middle-aged appearance has undergone subtle adjustments.

Before and after, these were the two appearances he took when he appeared as the Soul Painter and the author of Uchiha Sinners, Kishimoto Yoshihiro.

"And these are just the disguises that were used back then."

Shaking his head, Wu Tian removed the transformation magic, and his appearance returned to that of a short-haired young man in his twenties.

Short black hair, in his twenties.

He did not intend to make himself look so young, but the interaction between the divine tree physique and the longevity water brought extremely strong vitality, making his aging rate extremely slow. This was beyond his control. In fact, There is no need to control.

On the other hand, since Wu Tian woke up in the forest under the moonlit night twenty-one years ago, Wu Tian has decided to let go of the past and start a new life in his long life, so there is no need to deliberately insist on it. Make yourself look so old.

In short, just let everything take its own course.

"Ah, it's amazing." Hathaway opened her big eyes and watched Wu Tian's appearance change like a magic trick, from young to old, and then from old to young again. The paintings and two books in his hands were already unconsciously changing. Put it down.

After a while, Hathaway suddenly asked: "Wu Tian, ​​how old are you?"

To be honest, Wu Tian was startled at first.

Not because of the problem itself;

Think about it carefully, how many years has it been since anyone called his name like that?

But Wu Tian didn't pay attention. He was just stunned for a moment. He replied calmly: "I am about one hundred and sixty years old this year."

"Wow," Hathaway exclaimed, "It's so big. It's bigger than my dad."

"Yes, I have lived for a long time." Wu Tian seemed to be sighing, and he didn't seem to have any mood swings, he just said leisurely and calmly.

"No wonder they call you Wu Xianren! Hathaway laughed again for some reason. She is really a strange girl.

As casually as if she were at a friend's house she had just met, she grabbed the teacup on the coffee table in front of her and took a sip.

At this time, the Phoenix woke up leisurely on the sofa next to Wu Tian. It blinked twice and saw Hathaway opposite. It seemed very happy, so it raised its wings and groaned softly.

Hathaway knew that the bird was greeting her, so she smiled and waved, saying, "Hello, you." After a pause, she asked Wu Tian, ​​"By the way, what's its name?"

Wu Tian shook his head and said, "I didn't give him a name."

After being with him for so many years, and having a similar mind, Wu Tian really didn't realize that he needed to give it a name. In fact, he didn't feel the need.

Hathaway was amused when she saw Phoenix showing aggrieved and resentful eyes next to Wu Tian.

Finally, Hathaway added: "I didn't peek into your room on purpose. It's just that your door wasn't closed properly. I accidentally saw it when I passed by."

As she spoke, her eyes couldn't help but reveal a very excited look. They seemed to be shining brightly, as if they had discovered some interesting toy. She was already excited to try it. She whispered and tried to ask: "You What are those machines in that room?"

"Machine?" Wu Tian was startled and then understood.

This girl probably saw the messy pile of hardware and parts in her room when she was just passing by, right? That was what he wanted to make a computer for himself, but unfortunately he had been researching it for so many years without making any progress. It was just a pile of scrap metal.

Thinking of the girl in front of him who looked very similar to Bulma, even Wu Tian couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. After so many years, he actually developed a feeling of shame. But there is nothing he can do. Even if his martial arts are 10 times stronger, if he doesn't understand IQ and science, then he just doesn't understand it.

Could it be

Thinking of this, Wu Tian also felt something in his heart. He looked at the girl in front of him and felt a little moved.

"Those are the ones." Hathaway quickly described the equipment she saw in the room. She couldn't help but lean forward. She crossed the coffee table, rested her hands on it, and stared at Wu Tian, ​​her eyes shining brightly. "You want to make a machine for personal calculation and information processing, right? Right? You haven't finished it yet, right? You have encountered difficulties that are difficult to solve, right? It can't be solved by one person, right? ?”

A series of "right" and "right" popped out of her mouth, and her big eyes blinked as if they could speak, flashing with requests and hopes.

Wu Tian looked into her eyes for a while, then lowered his head and poured another cup of tea. At the same time, he said, "Well, if it's convenient, you can also help with the research."

"Convenient and convenient! I am so convenient!" Hathaway cheered and suddenly disappeared.

Is this a quirk of a scientific genius? Wu Tian watched the girl disappear speechlessly, then laughed and shook his head.

There is no doubt that if you can develop a girl who can detect the Dragon Balls on your own, even if she is not as good as Bulma in the original work, she will not be too bad. What's more, the times are more than a hundred years apart, and the scientific and cultural education they have received will be different. This cannot be directly compared.

As soon as he lowered his head, Wu Tian saw the painting and two books placed by Hathaway on the coffee table.

With a move in his heart, Wu Tian's mind surged out like a vast ocean of spiritual power, enveloping the painting and two books, floating in front of him.

Wow, wow, wow

The painting and the two notebooks seemed to be controlled by invisible hands, floating above the coffee table, and were spread out in front of Wu Tian.

The drawing paper stretched like a square blade, and it almost disappeared out of thin air when viewed from the side. Next to it, two books were turning page by page.

While drinking tea, Wu Tian's eyes fell on the painting, looking at the little girl in the painting. He thought of the little girl when he gave the painting away, and thought to himself, could this Hathaway be the daughter of that little girl? What?

When Wu Tian delivered Hannah's baby, he didn't know that the pregnant woman was the little girl he had given the painting to.

The pages of Uchiha's Sinner 7 are turning. In the story, Sasuke Uchiha's life is gradually moving towards the final chapter. The death of his brother, the disaster in the ninja world, the truth of ancient times, and the break with his best friend. In the end, he is alone and resolutely stands in the ninja world. the opposite of.

What were you thinking about when you wrote it? Is it the Naruto story in the original book, or is it his second life in the ninja world? Uchiha Musashi, are you dead or alive? If you are still alive, please show me the ending of Uchiha in that world.

A smile appeared at the corner of Wu Tian's mouth. He glanced at another book. The pieces of paper cut out from newspapers and magazines. That was a photo. Whether it was the soul painter or the author who signed the book, they were all It's him, he was.

With a thought in his mind, Wu Tian paused for a moment and finally put down the tea cup. He stared at the painting and the two books suspended in front of him, thinking that he finally knew why Hathaway looked at him as if he were looking at an acquaintance.

He thought of this girl's extremely pure eyes, which seemed to be able to see through people's hearts.

Wu Tian smiled slightly, raised the tea cup again, and took a sip.

At this time, Hathaway returned from the corridor to the living room, scratching her head in embarrassment: "Can you tell me a little bit about that? Your design idea?"

Wu Tian laughed dumbly, shook his head and stood up, saying: "Follow me."

The phoenix stayed on the sofa, looking at the man and woman walking away, its eyes spinning. What was it thinking about? Was it wondering whether it was about to have another mistress, or why it didn't have a name?

Five months later, the first personal computer in the Dragon Ball world was finally born.

Beep.

A plain hand with some black stains pressed on a button of the main unit.

Hathaway looked expectantly at the flickering fluorescent light that slowly lit up on the monitor screen.

In the center of the dark screen, a white circle appeared, which seemed to be a sphere. After the progress bar below progressed for a while, a hollow black five-pointed star appeared in the center of the round ball.

The system runs successfully.

After waiting for three minutes, enter the desktop screen.

After grabbing the mouse and operating it for a few times, Hathaway opened the keyboard and tapped with the fingers of her agile hands. Lines of code jumped on the monitor screen.

Debugging completed.

"Successful!" Hathaway cheered happily, with dust on her face, like a tabby cat.

She looked back and saw Wu Tian looking at her with a smile. She couldn't help but be startled and asked, "What's wrong?"

When Wu Tian saw her turning back, he stopped smiling and shook his head: "It's nothing, you are very smart. I actually don't understand these things very well. It's really incredible that you can achieve results."

This was the truth, and his memory of the theory in some places was already ambiguous. But Hathaway is indeed a genius, a real genius. Her brain is definitely completely different from that of a normal person. She has studied it all her life. In this regard, the gap between her and Wu Tian is just like Wu Tian's force value and Her differences are the same, so different that they are completely incomparable.

"Of course, I'm a genius!" Hathaway smiled proudly and straightened her nose.

Wu Tian showed a faint smile. After a while, he turned around and said, "In that case"

A soft body rushed up from behind.

Wu Tian's body froze.

A finger stretched out from behind and poked the side of his face. Hathaway was behind him, her head first pressed against his back, then moved to the back of his neck, and whispered in his ear: "Hey, hey, hey. , you won’t push me back after using me, right?”

Wu Tian stopped where he was and didn't move.

Although with his skill, breaking away from the person behind him was as simple as breathing. But the woman's arms behind him seemed to be like shackles, preventing him from using any strength.

I don’t know what’s wrong, but what came to Wu Tian’s mind at this time was actually Wu Fangfang

Strictly speaking, Wu Tian never thought that he would have any thoughts of sticking to the end, or in other words, he never considered the question of whether to stick to the end.

How has he lived in these three lives? He didn't even have a chance to think about it.

In his first life, he was an ordinary young man who died unexpectedly before falling in love. In his short life, he had seen a lot of harems and stud networks when he was young. Although I didn’t take it seriously, I did joke about a manly man traveling to another world, kicking the gods, and opening up his harem.

Not to mention the second life of him, in that era where people killed people and cannibalized people, he was busy being a pervert who only knew how to kill people, and he was kissed before he even had time to find a partner. Brother is driven to death step by step

And this third life.

After accepting the identity of Wu Tian and promising to take good care of Wu Fangfang in front of the dying Wu Taidou, Wu Tian naturally combined with Wu Fangfang without actually thinking too much about it.

If he knew that he would age so slowly, knew that Wu Fangfang would be heartbroken, knew that he would not be able to find the dragon ball before Wu Fangfang died, and knew that he might not be very happy, he might really not choose to marry Wu Fangfang. Fang together.

Therefore, he never thought about love, and he never thought that people like him could meet and have love.

"Hathaway, I" turned my back to this girl. She was a very good girl. After five months of getting along, Wu Tian admitted that his dry heart had been throbbing, but!

"Oh, why do you think so much?"

Hathaway didn't care and immediately jumped on Wu Tian.

It was snowing heavily on December 25, 608 AD

Today is the wedding day, haha, how strange, I actually married an old guy who has lived for more than a hundred years! Am I crazy? Hehe, although the uncle is actually not bad, he looks very young. Listen to him, what kind of longevity water did he drink when he was young? And the underworld and the universe feel so interesting!

Besides, it’s so funny. His parents must have been shocked when they saw him, right? Ha, I went out for their precious daughter and brought back a fiancé? Humph, let my mother keep mumbling to me about my boyfriend every day. However, I didn’t tell them Wu Tian’s true identity because I was really afraid of scaring them.

Hehe, in fact, I have a secret that even Wu Tian didn't tell him. In fact, I have been a freak since I was a child. When I was very young, I could remember the first time I met this guy Wu Tian. It’s not that he was the author of that painting and that book, but that I had seen him when I was a child! I remember this face! At that time, when he left, he gave me a toffee!

It's really strange when I think about it. I actually married someone who coaxed me when I was a child? Ouch, am I not a pervert? Hehe, there's nothing I can do about it, I just like it! If we don't get together, then why bother?

So what the heck!

Anyway, this young lady is here to announce that Wu Tian, ​​this hundred years of life is now mine!

Well, after listening to him tell his own story, I feel like he hates being alone. It’s so pitiful. I touch my husband’s head and he doesn’t cry. Haha, it seems impossible for him to cry.

And with his plan, I feel like my man is indeed an amazing person! I must do my best to help him. Listen to what he said, and find various scientists from the universe? How can this work? I'm such a genius. What can't I do? Shame, this is shame, he is so decisive that he looks down on me! Damn it, am I dumber than some cosmic being?

Artificial intelligence, right? Miss, no, it’s not a piece of cake for my wife to take action?

at last

As she wrote this, Hathaway paused for a moment, her eyes wandering, UU reading www. uukanshu． ｅt was extremely gentle, pulled the purple hair around her ears, showed a soft smile, picked up the pen and continued to write the last sentence.

"What's wrong?" Wu Tian turned over on the bed next to him.

"Nothing." Hathaway closed the diary, got into bed, lay down on Wu Tian, ​​stroked his angular muscle texture like steel bars, patted it, and chuckled, "You said you have a special physique. , can we have a child?"

Wu Tian was helpless and rolled his eyes: "Who knows?"

"So we have to work hard!" Hathaway screamed strangely, pulling up the quilt to cover the two of them.

"Hey! Be careful!"

The sheets rolled.

The diary placed on the bedside table stayed there quietly, with the dim yellow light shining on it.

Can I live to be a hundred years old?

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