Wandering in Dragon Ball

After the game, Li Meng found a shining golden letter in the message column.

"Premier level account?"

Li Meng was a little surprised. After taking a closer look, he didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

It turned out to be information from No. 17, who also had a premium account.

Including Little Wukong, he now has three noble-level accounts.

"Li Meng, where shall we meet?" On the 17th, he watched the live broadcast of Li Meng's victory and seemed very happy. "I didn't expect you to be so powerful now. I asked just now that the king-level combat power is at least one million. Above combat power!"

With his fighting power of one million, top-notch Qi-boosting techniques and Kaio Fist, he felt like he was peeling off a layer of skin after every match.

Li Meng didn't explain much. He knew the purpose of bringing little Wukong here on the 17th. He told the location and teleported there.

The current little Goku started out in the world of gods, which is much higher than the training starting point on earth in the comics. Li Meng estimated that no matter what, he would have to transform this kid into a Super Saiyan within a few years.

There is no way, Frieza has planned for the earth thirty years in advance. If he continues slowly and step by step, the protagonist group will be completely wiped out in a few years.

On the 17th, I brought little Wukong to the Yitlan Newcomer Training Center that Li Meng mentioned. This is a training point in a newbie village in the South Galaxy, and there are many newcomers in large numbers.

Little Wukong timidly followed No. 17 and looked around. Those auras that were far stronger than him made him feel a little uncomfortable.

"This way!"

Li Meng appeared soon, and little Wukong just looked at him, and the hair on his body stood up.

Li Meng, who had just finished fighting in the ring, had not completely restrained his energy aura, giving the impression that he was facing a ferocious beast from ancient times.

For newcomers who have not yet fully adapted to the world of gods, there will be a kind of aura suppression.

"follow me!"

Li Meng led the two of them to the registration point of the training center and spent two hundred world coins to apply for a day of training time for No. 17 and Little Wukong.

"We recently have a special offer for children's training classes, which is more suitable for your younger students. The fee is one thousand world coins, and the first class is free trial..." The receptionist handed a promotional sheet to No. 17.

No. 17 was stunned for a moment. It seemed that he was the older among the three, and the other party regarded him as an elder.

He looked at Li Meng. Li Meng glanced at the promotional sheet and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, this kid's combat power has not reached yet. We can train it ourselves."

The combat power is less than ?

When the people nearby heard this, they all expressed sympathy for little Wukong.

Generally speaking, if racial specificity is not taken into account, children whose combat strength is less than when they are around three years old will have limited future achievements.

In an era when the Saiyans had not yet risen, not many people would think that a child with a combat power of less than could become a strong person.

"I'm sorry, I didn't understand the situation before..." The girl receptionist looked at Little Wukong carefully and found that he didn't seem to understand what his fighting power meant, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's okay. This is peacetime after all. As long as the child has a happy childhood." Li Meng smiled and took little Wukong away. They would take the elevator to the primary training room on the fifteenth floor to practice.

No. 17 frowned. He could feel the slight contempt hidden under the eyelids of some space people.

Due to the characteristics of Kamesen-ryu, among the three, No. 17, who is currently unable to control his aura, has only an apparent combat power of 80. No wonder people look down upon him.

Ninety-nine percent of the races in the universe cannot change their breath at will, so everyone trusts the display of the combat effectiveness tester.

Li Meng wears a suit with a helmet when he fights in the ring, so it's not surprising that he wasn't recognized.

He has only made a name for himself in the outer galaxy now. As for the game video, it will take at least a few days before it reaches this novice village.

"Drip!"

As the code door opened, a huge training ground appeared in front of the three people.

"Wow!" Little Wukong was stunned by the huge training ground comparable to a western city.

"This...space folding technology?" No. 17 thought of the entertainment room built by Professor Brive in the Antarctic.

"That's right, the technology here is more advanced than what Professor Brive has. I'll get some information for you to take back in a few days." Li Meng clapped his hands, and a metal ball with a faint red light was speeding away not far away. Come.

"Dear guest, hello! I am auxiliary trainer Xiaotian No. 003. I can create the most cost-effective training content for you!"

Before the cold mechanical sound fell, a ray of light swept over the three of them one after another.

"Didi! Surface combat power: 10, 80, 20. It is recommended to use Pyle gravity mode. You can purchase the Southern Galaxy F-type genetic package..."

The auxiliary training robot gave a lot of thoughtful suggestions. Li Meng thought about it, took out his ID card and said, "Give these two people two sets of SSS genetic packages."

The auxiliary training robot seemed to be shocked by Li Meng's words. After a few seconds, it emitted a circle of red flashes: "This customer, please stop pretending, or you will be struck by lightning."

Li Meng:......

number 17:……

Five minutes later, a transport shuttle with a defense strength reaching the king level rushed out from the portal near the Yitlan Newcomer Training Center, and then parked in the designated cabin.

A group of armed men wearing the uniforms of the Southern Galaxy Guardians carefully escorted a box of things and quickly entered the training center.

Many people are curious. The things that can be escorted by the Guardians of the South Galaxy are not cheap. Could it be that some big boss with a monstrous background is training here?

At the same time, the auxiliary training robot named Xiaotian was imparting genetic knowledge to Li Meng.

"The SSS package is a super gene specially designed for use by potential super soldiers. Not to mention the high price, just the qualifications you can obtain require at least more than departments to review. Even the richest people on the planet may not be able to succeed. Buy."

"Although I submitted a purchase intention as per your request, please be mentally prepared to be unable to purchase, and for your unwise choice to waste the opportunity of a % discount on your first purchase, as an ideal, ethical and responsible person, For a qualified robot counselor, I feel deeply sad..."

No. 17 sneakily approached Li Meng and asked, "Are the robots... all so verbose?"

Li Meng was a little speechless at this round ball's chatter. Is this guy so sure that the three of him can't use the SSS gene package?

They did not expect that in the remote southern Galaxy base of the machine race, a girl-like machine race was furious in front of the Star Brain.

"Those three damn newcomers think they are great just because they have money! How dare they look down on this princess!"

"If it weren't for the interstellar law that prohibits insulting newcomers, I would definitely tell them how stupid they can be!"

The girl robot slapped the table made of alloy steel so hard that the entire customer service hall was shaken.

A large group of robots who were startled by the angry behavior of the girl robot crowded at the door and looked at the girl from a distance, feeling secretly surprised.

Who is so brave as to dare to provoke the most precious little princess of the Southern Galaxy Machine Tribe, Shirley?