"You mentioned the Dragon Balls earlier… If someone gathers all seven of them, can they really grant any wish?" Tien Shinhan asked curiously, changing the subject.
"Yes," Bulma replied after taking a sip of water. "But only one wish can be granted."
"And that wish would be to revive Krillin."
"But if we're making a wish now…" Yamcha suggested, "wouldn't it be better to wish for Demon King Piccolo to be destroyed?"
"If that works, we could eliminate that demon."
"But once a wish is made, the Dragon Balls turn into stone," Puar said nervously.
"That means reviving Krillin would have to wait one year."
"By then… the body would already decay, right?" Oolong said awkwardly.
"What if he gets revived but turns into a skeleton?"
Broly glanced at Oolong.
An image suddenly appeared in his mind—
A skeleton version of Krillin waving and greeting him.
Broly slapped his forehead.
Yeah… I probably shouldn't imagine weird things like that.
The guy's dead…
The old man said we should respect the dead.
"You don't have to worry about that," Bulma said thoughtfully.
"I can make a freezing capsule to preserve Krillin's body."
She then turned toward Oolong.
"Maybe we should put Oolong in there too?"
"I'm not even dead yet…" Oolong rolled his eyes.
"Hmm… it's light gray," Master Roshi suddenly muttered while adjusting his sunglasses.
"Huh? What are you talking about, Master Roshi?" Puar asked excitedly.
"Is that a strategy?" Yamcha asked eagerly.
"Uh… the old man is talking about Bulma's… um… color," Broly explained while pointing at Bulma.
"Yeah, it's definitely light gray."
Bulma suddenly realized what they meant and quickly pulled her skirt down.
BAM! BAM!
Bulma knocked both Roshi and Broly to the ground with two punches.
"The world is about to be taken over by a demon," she shouted angrily.
"And you two are still thinking about nonsense like this?!"
"I was just trying to lighten the tragic atmosphere…" Roshi muttered while lying on the ground with a large bump on his head.
"We don't need you to lighten anything!" Bulma snapped.
"What did I do?" Broly asked while rubbing his head and standing up.
"You still have the nerve to ask?!" Bulma glared at him.
"You used to be so innocent! Did that old man corrupt you?"
"Broly, so you like light gray, huh?" Launch said playfully while walking over.
She winked at Broly, her golden hair flowing dramatically.
"I'll go change right now!"
"Uh… that's not what I meant…" Broly said awkwardly.
"Oh? So you only like seeing Bulma's then?" Launch said while placing her hands on her hips.
Bulma: "..."
Bulma covered her face.
Can we please move on from this already?!
"Ahem… anyway," Roshi said.
"First we must gather the seven Dragon Balls."
"It's dangerous, but we have no choice."
"I'm going to change that thing," Launch said while turning toward the stairs.
Broly: "..."
She's actually going to change?
But just as Launch reached the stairs, she stopped.
A news broadcast was playing on television.
"This is Nam, the victim who was recently murdered."
His photograph appeared on the screen.
"According to witnesses and villagers, the killer was a terrifying monster-like figure."
"A piece of paper marked with the character 'Demon' was left at the scene."
"The motive of the killer is still under investigation."
The room fell silent.
"That was fast," Launch said thoughtfully.
"W-was that Nam?" Yamcha said nervously.
Nam had participated in the previous World Martial Arts Tournament and had lost to Son Goku in the second round.
"Other fighters on the tournament list are in danger!" Yamcha shouted.
"We must warn them immediately!"
"But the participant list was stolen," Roshi said.
"We don't even know where they live."
"Ah…" Yamcha realized the problem.
"Using the media to warn them would only create global panic," Tien said through clenched teeth.
"We're also in danger staying here," Roshi said.
"Let's move somewhere else for now."
Then he turned to Bulma.
"Bulma, how long will it take to make a new Dragon Radar?"
"At least half a day, even if I work quickly," Bulma replied seriously.
"Once the radar is finished," Roshi said decisively,
"we'll begin searching for the Dragon Balls."
"I still think this is too complicated," Broly muttered.
"Why not just find Demon King Piccolo and beat him up?"
"Say one more word and I'll lose my patience," Roshi snapped.
"You really think Demon King Piccolo is easy to deal with?"
"I'm not interested in searching for Dragon Balls," Broly said calmly.
"I'm staying here."
"I'll guard the house so it doesn't get robbed."
"Are you kidding me?!" Roshi shouted.
"If you stay here, Demon King Piccolo will come looking for you!"
"That's perfect," Broly said with a grin while cracking his knuckles.
"I'll deal with him."
"No way!" Bulma snorted.
"You're helping search for Dragon Balls too!"
"You should come with us, Broly," Yamcha added.
"If you stay alone here, we'll worry."
"If you're worried about food, I'll pack some capsule meals for you," Roshi sighed.
"Alright," Broly finally agreed after thinking about it.
"Why do I feel like I owed this kid something in my previous life…" Roshi groaned while walking away.
He began packing prepared meals into capsules for Broly.
Meanwhile, Bulma started building a new Dragon Radar.
Eight hours later—
The radar was completed.
"WHOOSH!"
Launch piloted the jet helicopter into the sky.
Broly reluctantly joined them.
"Looks like we'll need a lot of freezing capsules," Launch said with a mischievous smile.
"You've been a big help," Roshi said seriously to Tien.
"But… we're facing someone even stronger than Goku," Tien said uncertainly.
"If only Goku were still alive…" Bulma said sadly while wiping her tears.
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