Chapter 450 Bulma’s Methods

Whoosh~

Sun Wukong appeared in front of Bulma instantly.

"Hi Bulma!"

Bulma looked at the excited Sun Wukong, ignored the alarm in the air, and took a deep breath.

roared:

"Asshole, you will scare people to death if you show up so suddenly. What should I do if something goes wrong?"

Sun Wukong was immediately frightened by Bulma's roar.

He hurriedly waved his hands and begged for mercy.

"Ahhh~ I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Bulma, I didn't know the seriousness of the matter, it's all my fault."

At this time, the sirens in the air were still ringing.

"Attention, there is an enemy invasion. The invaders are powerful, and all warrior formations are dispatched."

"Attention, there is an enemy invasion."

"Notice.."

Bulma said angrily:

"Shut up, clear the alarm, and send all soldiers back to standby."

"yes!"

Sun Wukong turned his head left and right curiously.

"Hey, Bulma, who are you talking to? Why haven't I seen anyone? Is it the phone?"

Bulma said angrily:

"It's not a phone, it's artificial intelligence - Fat No."

Sun Wukong was stunned.

"Are you fat? Haha, I'm laughing so hard. What's this name?"

Bulma looked at Sun Wukong with a black look. If she couldn't defeat him, she would have wanted to step forward and step on him hard.

"Do you know what artificial intelligence is?"

Sun Wukong stopped laughing suddenly and held his head in embarrassment.

"Bulma, what is artificial intelligence?"

Bulma rolled her eyes.

"You don't understand even if I explain it to you. You are so stupid. I don't want to waste my saliva."

Sun Wukong didn't care about Bulma's disparaging words, and leaned behind Bulma with a smile.

"Bulma, before I came to you, I met a man named."

Sun Wukong raised his head 30 degrees, put the middle finger of his right hand against his chin, and thought hard.

"That strange guy called Fat Warrior. He said you were his master. Is this true? What's going on?"

Bulma's forehead veins popped out. Suddenly turned around.

"Sun Wukong, that's called Fan Na - the fat warrior."

Sun Wukong had a flash of inspiration and said happily:

"Yes, that's right, I'm teaching Fan Na, the fat warrior. Do you know what's going on?"

Bulma said proudly:

"Hmph! Of course I know, that's the robot I made."

Sun Wukong looked incredulous and exclaimed:

"Really? You made it? That robot is so powerful.

Although I didn't fight him, if I didn't turn into a Super Saiyan, I wouldn't be a match for that guy. "

Bulma immediately turned from anger to joy and smiled widely.

"Really? That's not true. This young lady's methods are quite powerful."

Sun Wukong said excitedly:

"Yes, yes, that guy is awesome. Bulma, how about you let him fight with me? I haven't fought in four years, and my body is almost rusty."

Bulma's expression suddenly changed.

"Sun Wukong, Dumpling said that your fighting power is already 5 billion, while Fan Na Fatty Warrior only has 5 billion fighting power, and you still want to damage my robot."

Sun Wukong begged humbly:

"Don't say that. How could I destroy the robot you worked so hard to build? I just have itchy hands and want to fight. Don't worry, I won't destroy it."

Bulma said disdainfully:

‘Huh, it’s not a robot that I worked so hard to build. I have 3,000 robots like the one you encountered. ’

Sun Wukong exclaimed again.

"Wow! Really? There are 3,000 of them. Do they all have a combat power of 500 million? Can they fight? Are they strong? Are they fast?

I really want to fight them!

Bulma, you already have so much, please give me some and let me fight. "

Sun Wukong was drooling to the ground, gearing up and looking at Bulma expectantly.

"Bulma, please, I haven't fought in a long time."

"Then you ask Ponzi to fight."

"Come on, Bulma, I can't even hit Ponds with a finger."

"Then you are still so bellicose. You already have a son."

"Come on, Bulma, it's just a competition. Don't be so stingy. You have 3,000. Why don't you give me 2,999?"

Bulma was stunned, Sun Wukong's words kept echoing in her ears.

The 2,999 you share with me is not too much!

It's too much!

Bar!

"Sun Wukong, don't go too far,"

Sun Wukong was startled by Bulma's surprise. He was about to say something else, but Bulma pushed him.

"Get out of my spaceship. I'm going to start research. Don't disturb me."

Sun Wukong grabbed Bulma's hands tightly.

"Bulma, please give me some, or give me 1,500?"

Bulma had a dark face and pushed directly out.

"How about 1,000?"

Bulma said nothing and remained silent.

"500,"

"100?"

"50?"

"10,"

"Five is fine too. Bulma."

Bulma pulled back her strength and grimaced.

"real?"

Sun Wukong has not yet reacted.

"Really, what really?"

"I'll give you 5, don't pester me."

Sun Wukong looked at Bulma carefully. He originally wanted to see if he could order more, but it turned out that he really had no intention of letting go.

"Then let's have 5 units. They must have a combat power of 500 million."

"Fat no, release the control and give him 5 units."

After saying that, he pushed Sun Wukong and slammed the laboratory door.

Sun Wukong slapped his head.

"Then how should I get it?"

As soon as he finished speaking, five robots that were identical to the ones he met came to him.

"Hello, Sun Wukong, we will start to recognize the master, and it will be under your command from now on."

Sun Wukong was overjoyed and looked at the five robots with salivation.

"Very good."

Bulma returned to the console.

"Have those two robots been captured?"

"Caught back. Sorry for not guarding against the invader."

"I don't blame you, no one can prevent it. It's because my scientific research strength is not strong enough. When I create a space shielding device, Sun Wukong and Dumpling will not be able to come and go on my spaceship as freely as they do now.

Send those two robots. "

"yes,"

Soon, a big hole suddenly appeared in the entire laboratory floor, and the robot appeared in the laboratory with No. 19 and No. 20.

"Well done. Put it on the test bench."

Without saying a word, the fat warrior Fan Na pressed the two robots up.

No. 19 was still threatening:

"Who are you? You bitch, let me go."

Only Dr. Gero looked puzzled, mainly because some of the technology here seemed to him very similar to himself, and some of it was even completely incomprehensible to him.

Bulma looked at the unruly two people and wiped her nose.

"If I don't give you some clues, you don't know how powerful this girl is. I'll let you see what I, Bulma, can do."

Dr. Gro, also known as No. 20, suddenly raised his head.

"Are you Bulma Breeve? The daughter of Dr. Breeve and the daughter of the Universal Capsule Group?"

Bulma, who was just about to take action, was stunned.

"Hey, you know me? So you are the real Dr. Gero."

Dr. Gero originally thought he could deceive Bulma, but he didn't expect that she would also know about him, and his face instantly turned ugly.

Bulma knew from the look that this guy was not a good person.

Without saying a word, he directly dismembered No. 19.

No. 19 screamed in horror.

"stop!"

"No. 20, help me quickly."

Just as Dr. Gro was about to speak, a cover fell down, enclosing him on the test table.

Bulma continued her research as if no one was watching.

"It's strange, I know a lot of things.

Huh? Why is it designed like this?

What does this device do?

Forget it, let me take a look at the information in its mind first. "

Bulma moved to the computer again, and the artificial intelligence began to work crazily.