After all, Sun Wukong is a dead man, and King of the North is the great god who manages a galaxy after all. How can he have the time to really be their human caller for a day?
Now that the urgent need has been solved, the new Dragon Balls of the earth are being remade, the reborn Piccolo has rushed to the battlefield, and Sun Wuhan has the confidence to continue to become stronger, the King of the North Kaiju quickly urged Sun Wukong to hang up the communication. He was still busy.
I'm going to take a professional course on funny jokes with the King of Kai.
Sun Wukong's laughter seemed to still echo in the boundless sky above his head, but he had left after all.
Turtle Immortal, Bulma and others felt disappointed. Sun Wuhan cheered up and said with a smile: "Trunks, let's go to the Spiritual Time Room to practice!"
"Yeah!" Trunks responded with a fist.
Originally, two pairs of father and son entered the Spiritual Time Room one after another, but now it was okay for two pairs of sons to enter as a team? Jing Yang saw it interestingly and reminded Sun Wufan that the star mark on his body had not been erased yet, but he was wiping it out.
Except before that, Jing Yang obtained his consent, activated the star mark, and possessed Sun Wuhan. Under the leadership of Mr. Bobo, he and Trunks entered the depths of the temple, wandered around, and entered the spiritual time.
room of the house.
From the outside, it looks like an ordinary door, but when you push the door in, you enter another world. Behind the entrance is a simple living dormitory, where at most two people can live, and the food is only special nutritious flour and water.
"It's so hot and stuffy." Trunks immediately felt uncomfortable.
"The temperature here is tens of degrees during the day and dozens of degrees below zero at night, and the air is also very thin."
"King Gohan" and Xiaote walked through the living area. The front suddenly opened up. Looking around, there was an infinite white land. It was infinitely far forward, infinitely far left and right. Looking back, it was still infinitely vast behind.
There is a white space, and the living area and the door where they are located are abruptly placed somewhere in this endless white space, which can also be called the center.
"What a dead white purgatory."
"Kage Gohan" sighed, stretched out his hand to touch the star on the back of his neck, and signed off.
It's up to Sun Wufan to take the pain himself. He just wants to experience something new.
Across the different dimensions of the spiritual time room, he could not sense the star mark and could only activate it in advance before entering. Just like when Sun Wufan went to the underworld before, Jing Yang also could not sense the star mark immediately.
"My operation system training is a natural talent. If I can practice it to the top, will I be able to sense my operation system mark across different time and space?"
Outside the palace, at the edge of the bowl-shaped temple, Jing Yang thought silently, "But Si Ji said that the core of training in the operation system is the 'number of operation targets'? It is not the strength of the operation signal..."
"No, no, no, 'quantity' is the core essence of cultivation, but it is not the purpose of cultivation. It is like exercising a body of muscles, but it is not for the purpose of cutting them off and putting them on the scale to sell. When exercising, the goal is to strengthen and increase muscles, but the purpose after training is
It’s about punching harder, making the body stronger and more agile!”
"Cultivating the essence of 'quantity' is to expand one's upper limit in the mental system of operation. Once the upper limit is raised, the hands and feet can naturally be used. Even the effects that had to be restricted when using mental abilities in the past can be achieved.
The restrictions have been removed."
"Why does it look so damn familiar, why not put this digestion potion away? The digestion core of the strengthening potion is the 'strengthening multiplier', and the operation potion is the 'operation target quantity'. Anyway, when digesting, you should focus on it. As for how to use the digestion gains
, feel free to express yourself as you please?”
Jing Yang gained a new understanding of the practice of mindfulness.
"Fur..."
Bulma stood next to her. She took one step forward and was thousands of feet high in the sky. She was not afraid. She blew out a puff of smoke into the wind and said, "I don't know how Piccolo is doing. Can he win?"
Jing Yang glanced at her.
Bulma held a cigarette in his mouth and looked at him.
Jing Yang smiled and said: "Watch what I do, Bulma, since you have a private satellite, can't you find them from the sky and watch the battle yourself?"
"I don't have the technology to detect and locate those two artificial humans."
"Wouldn't it be better to locate Piccolo? I remember that you cracked Raditz's combat power detector. You should have mastered their technology, right?"
"It's not installed. It wasn't used before the android appeared, and it wasn't used after it appeared. The combat power detector couldn't detect the android, so it couldn't be used before Piccolo was resurrected, so it hasn't been installed. It will be added later."
Bulma smiled at Jing Yang and said, "Even a guy like Raditz, who has only been around for a few days, knows which timeline you come from?"
Jing Yang said: "It comes from a timeline where everything that happens in your world is a story in a comic book. Can you imagine such a world?"
"A higher dimensional time and space?" Bulma was indeed surprised, but quickly calmed down and took a puff of cigarette, "Is the theory of Dr. Zeran's weird one actually true? He used to keep saying that he was a comic book character.
, the author and readers who said to be careful of vulgar taste... are actually all true?"
Jing Yang originally wanted to make a haha and just say it as a joke, but he didn't expect Bulma to accept it very quickly?
Bulma muttered to himself for a while, dropped the cigarette butt out of the temple, and sighed: "I really wronged that weird guy! I don't know if he is still alive."
"Characters in funny cartoons don't die that easily, right?" Jing Yang said with a smile.
"That's right," Bulma smiled faintly, "the funny character not only has immortality, allowing everyone to turn a blind eye to all irrational logic, but can even break the fourth wall and talk to readers... Is this how he discovered the high-dimensional world?
of?"
She slapped her forehead, wondering why she was still thinking about the logic of the funny character's behavior. She said she ignored logic at all.
"Having learned this, don't you have any ideas?" Jing Yang asked curiously.
Bulma replied: "I should ask you this. I have always been me, and there is nothing to worry about. It is you who fell here from a high place. The comic character on the paper became a real person. You are the one who should be affected."
Right? You wouldn’t think the other way around: Now that I have entered the comic book world, is there another higher level world, and what kind of comic book or novel character am I in that world?”
Jing Yang was really startled.
Bulma took another cigarette and pointed at him with a smirk.
"You're right, I've always been me, and there's nothing to worry about." Jing Yang calmed down, "It doesn't matter if it's a comic or a novel, I'm still me, so just let it be!"
Bang, Bulma lit the cigarette butt, took a puff, and asked curiously: "So, what is the ending of this comic you mentioned? It should be the ending, right?"
Is it the end?
Jing Yang thought for a moment and waved, and Bulma wiped his legs and sat next to him.
So Jing Yang briefly told her the plot of the Dragon Ball comic bit by bit. Bulma asked to skip the Little Goku period and start directly from before Jing Yang appeared. If Jing Yang didn't appear, that would be the original development of the comic.