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Everyone simultaneously turned their heads toward Trunks.
Vegeta secretly gave Trunks a thumbs-up. After all, if it were the real Son Goku, he might not be able to go all out against him. But this was an imposter, and more importantly, this was an evil version radiating malice.
That only made Vegeta feel even more determined to properly take care of him.
What's more, from Trunks' earlier explanation, Vegeta learned that Black Goku had actually tried to kill Mai. At this moment, Vegeta had already accepted Mai as Trunks' girlfriend and thus, his future daughter-in-law.
And that bastard had even dared to lay hands on his precious daughter, Bulla!
That had already touched Vegeta's reverse scale!
"Trunks! Are you speaking the truth?" Vegeta clenched his fists tightly, clearly itching for a fight as he asked this question.
Beside him, Son Goku's blood was already boiling, and he shouted excitedly: "That's great!"
At the same time, Bulla was staring at Trunks with eyes full of admiration. She utterly despised that Dark One. And just moments ago, Trunks had completely suppressed him in battle.
The enemy who had brought her entire previous dimension to heel hadn't even had the slightest chance to fight back. If Trunks wasn't joking, Bulla herself wanted to kill that Dark One!
Because she had seen Trunks transform into Super Saiyan 4 and utterly overwhelm him. So now, she too believed she had a way to deal with the Dark One.
"Brother! Hurry up and tell us!" Bulla urged impatiently.
Trunks then carefully explained the situation about Cell and the time machine to everyone.
"So, everyone, let's head back to West City. We'll ask Mom for the Dragon Radar. With Shenron's help, we can locate the time machine and then have Shenron repair it directly."
Hearing Trunks' words, both Bulla and little Super Cell revealed awkward expressions and even Mai unconsciously took a few steps back.
Trunks couldn't help but glance at the three of them suspiciously.
"What's with you three…?"
Bulla quickly shook her head and stammered: "Uh, it's nothing… let's just go find Mom first."
A sense of unease welled up in Trunks' heart as he saw the guilty look on their faces, but for now, finding the Dragon Balls came first.
"Everyone, grab onto me," Trunks instructed.
Except for Son Goku, everyone simultaneously reached out and placed their hands on Trunks' shoulders.
Whoosh--!
Instant Transmission activated.
…
West City.
Busy at work, Bulma suddenly froze as a group of people had appeared behind her without warning.
Turning around, her eyes fell upon her long-lost husband and son. Overcome with emotion, Bulma instantly threw herself into Vegeta's arms and scolded him: "So you still know how to come back?!"
Vegeta's face flushed red, while the others tactfully turned away, everyone except Son Goku.
Just as Goku was about to speak, Trunks stopped him and made a shushing gesture. Standing behind Trunks, Gohan quickly pulled Goku back as well. After a brief moment of affection, Bulma lifted her head. Her flawless, radiant face came into full view before Vegeta's eyes.
Vegeta froze for a second.
'Why did his wife look… even younger than before?!'
At that moment, everyone else also turned around.
Son Goku was the first to sense something was off. He shouted loudly: "Whoa! Bulma! How come you look way younger than you did just a few months ago?"
Bulma shot Goku a disdainful look and snorted: "Hmph! I've always been this young!"
It was this sentence that made Trunks' heart sink as he suddenly realized something. The reactions from Bulla, Mai, and little Super Cell earlier… they had a reason.
Trunks froze in place. At that moment, a pair of loving hands rested on his shoulders; it was Bulma's.
"Mmm! Let me take a look at you, my good son! You've grown so much! As expected of Bulma's boy, so handsome!"
Having not seen her son in years, Bulma showered Trunks with praise. Trunks gave a faint smile as he had no objections to being called handsome.
But now wasn't the time to think about that.
"Mom… can the Dragon Balls still be used?"
Truthfully, even as he asked, Trunks lacked confidence. Judging by the situation, the probability that the Dragon Balls were still in their cooldown period was over ninety percent.
Bulma's smile froze. "Well… they were used not too long ago, so…"
Just as Trunks had expected, it was exactly as he feared.
"…Alright, I understand, Mom." Trunks sighed.
Then, raising two fingers to his forehead, he began to search for the Ki of Namek's Grand Elder, Moori.
But right then, Bulla suddenly spoke up.
"Um, Brother… the Namekian Dragon Balls… Mom had me--"
Pffft---!
Trunks nearly choked on his own spit. He complained silently in his heart:
(Using the Dragon Balls like that?! My dear mother…)
This thought drifted straight into Vegeta's mind. Staring at Bulma's increasingly voluptuous figure and her flawless, youthful skin…
He suddenly realized what Bulma had been using the Dragon Balls for.
Bulma quickly tried to reassure them: "Sorry, Trunks, but the Namekian Dragon Balls are different from Earth's. Their cooldown time is shorter. If I remember correctly, they should be usable again tomorrow."
Over the past few years, Bulma had been frequently using the Dragon Balls to make herself more perfect. Not even the Namekian Dragon Balls had escaped her grasp.
Hearing this, Trunks finally let out a breath of relief.
"Alright then… we'll wait until tomorrow."
…
Somewhere in a Parallel World.
The Future Timeline.
Black Goku lay motionless on the ground. He didn't know how much time had passed before a familiar voice called out to him:
"Wake up! Wake up!" The speaker was none other than the green-skinned Zamasu.
After being violently shaken, Black Goku slowly opened his eyes.
"What happened, my other self?" Zamasu asked.
Black Goku clutched at his head, those horrifying memories flooding back into his mind, making his skull throb with pain. Terror flickered in his eyes, but he still explained everything about his defeat to Zamasu without omission.
"I see. It seems the other worlds are far more complicated than we imagined. In this timeline, we wiped out everyone, so this body of yours has never been pushed to its full potential. Still, after this battle, your strength should have increased, hasn't it?" Zamasu asked.
Black Goku bared his teeth in a grin and smirked with confidence. "A Saiyan's power surges after surviving the brink of death. My strength has grown, that's for sure."
"But… I think I need your help more than ever, my other self."
(End Of This Chapter)