Chapter 541 What a Powerful Bulma

After Cell appeared, Bulma focused her attention on the research on the Heps material in front of her.

Regarding the optimization of the sixth generation of robots, the seventh generation, the eighth generation and even the upcoming ninth generation were all developed by her artificial intelligence.

She didn't care at all. She only provided a little help at most, mainly researching ideas and directions.

"Okay, Fatty, this result is already very good, come on."

"But,"

Bulma heard the artificial intelligence's doubts and was not surprised at all. She already knew this.

The intelligence she created already has weak emotions.

Bulma didn't mean to look down on it because it was an intelligent program, and asked naturally:

"Fat or not, what's the problem?"

"Master, materials, materials are not good."

Bulma had just put on the combat effectiveness tester and was debugging the data, and her hands stopped moving.

"That's it,

Then wait for a while. "

Bulma had nothing to do with the materials, and she couldn't conjure them out of thin air.

Originally, she wanted to find the dragon, but her sister warned herself not to use too much power that goes against nature. Bulma had no choice but to give up no matter how unwilling she was.

She could only comfort Fat Bu in this way. When Ponzi came back, the material problem should be solved.

Bulma never thought that Ponzi would not only be unable to come back, but was even on the verge of death.

The state was worse than when he escaped from the dark planet. If Ponzi hadn't followed the path of cultivation after reaching the sixth level, he would have been wiped out when he was attacked by the Elephant Pagoda God of Destruction.

Bulma didn't know, she was minding her own business.

"Is the battle chamber ready?"

"It's done. The combat power warehouse, training cabin and combat power platform have been manufactured and delivered to Dumpling as per your instructions."

Bulma heard the artificial intelligence say this, nodded, stopped talking, and fiddled with her combat effectiveness tester.

Artificial intelligence also remains quiet.

Bulma finished adjusting her combat effectiveness tester, turned it on, and faced Heps.

Looking at the numbers displayed in front of the screen, his mouth opened in disbelief.

"How can it be?

This, this, this? "

Bulma really couldn't believe that the most powerful technological crystal that she had high hopes for turned out to be a guy with a combat power of one.

Looking at the shiny surface, even if it is a piece of moving metal, it cannot be a scumbag with a combat power of one.

"This, how is this possible?

This is unscientific. "

Heps was not moved by Bulma at all, still staring ahead with a dull look on his face.

Bulma looked at this stupid look and was furious.

He walked forward angrily and kicked it hard on the calf.

"Ouch."

Bulma looked at the sluggish Herpus and questioned it with her hands on her hips.

"Hey, do you know who you are and who I am?"

Hupps' formulaic answer.

"Herpus is a fully functional intelligent metal robot made by Bulma, the great scientist, great beauty, and great beauty. You are Bulma, my master."

Bulma looked at Heps who answered solemnly, and was really angry.

"Tell me where is your intelligence?"

Heps: "I don't know, I was created by the master."

"I."

Bulma, who had just raised his hand, put it down angrily. Although the guy in front of him had only one combat power, if he were to hit him, the pain would still be with him, just like the kick he just kicked.

"Tell me why your combat power is only 1."

Helps shook his head.

"Not sure."

Looking at Heps with smooth movements, Bulma's face looked better.

Eyeballs rolling.

‘I am not a member of the battle order myself, I will stay and let Dumplings and the others take a look. ’

Just do what comes to mind.

"Fat, don't dress up!"

"Yes, Master!"

The silver-red angel armor immediately flew out of the laboratory's storage compartment, slowly separated and then was put on Bulma in an orderly manner.

"Heps, can you fly?"

Heps nodded.

"Can."

Bulma stopped talking nonsense and simply started to land on the earth. Heps naturally obeyed Bulma's orders and followed her closely.

Earth,

Qi Zongyuan Mountain,

Dumplings, Tianjin Rice, Xiaodian, Vegeta, Nappa, Sun Wukong, Sun Wufan, and Piccolo were in a specially reserved room.

Sun Wukong said in surprise:

"Dumpling, can this metal box really allow us to fight to our heart's content?"

Dumpling also looked confused.

"I don't know, but that's what the eighth-generation Fanar-Fat Warrior sent by Bulma told us."

Sun Wukong couldn't understand and slapped his head.

"Amazing."

Well, Sun Wukong maintains his usual style. Whatever he doesn't understand clearly comes from Bulma's hands, so just trust her.

Vegeta looked disdainful.

His current basic combat power reaches 150 million, but he can break through Super Saiyan 2 and fight with all his strength to reach 15 billion super strong men. How can these scraps of metal allow him to fight to his heart's content.

To put it bluntly, if I use my full combat power, my fart could shatter the earth.

Piccolo looked thoughtful.

Now he is not just a reckless man's thinking habit, but also considers the laws of the movement of heaven and earth.

Although I have not experienced the baptism of World No. 2 science, they are essentially the same.

"No, this thing seems to be very powerful."

Everyone looked at Piccolo confused.

Even Son Gohan, who was unable to say many things because he was not old enough, could only vaguely sense that the things given by Aunt Bulma were powerful.

Piccolo looked around at everyone and suggested:

"How about we open it and take a look?"

I opened the dumplings without saying anything.

The entire metal box slowly unfolded into a huge metal square box while everyone was stunned.

"What to do now?" Everyone looks at me and I look at you.

Sun Wukong went straight in regardless.

"Dad, be careful."

Sun Wukong looked at Sun Wuhan while holding on to the door frame, and smiled.

"Don't worry, this is something your Aunt Bulma sent over. There won't be any problem."

Looking at the dark interior, Sun Wukong stepped in.

After the people outside waited for a while, Sun Wukong's incredible voice came from inside.

"Come on, you are so powerful. Bulma is so powerful."