The screen showing Vegeta gradually shrank.
Finally, it shrunk down into a crystal ball.
Outside the crystal ball was a pair of bright, cunning, and beautiful eyes.
It was Vados.
Vados was observing Vegeta with the staff in her hand.
Champa watched from the side.
"Lord Champa, what are you looking at? It's as if Lord Champa can see," Vados said with a smile.
Champa felt a stab in his heart at that moment.
"Ahem... What is that brat Vegeta doing?" Champa asked.
"Oh dear, oh dear... He was just drinking some kind of poison..." Vados wiped her sweat.
"Poison?" Champa blinked, unable to recover for a long time.
"It's a poison that can enhance a human's potential energy... He's already drunk two jin." Vados was torn between laughter and tears.
"This... This kid is crazy..." Champa shook his head.
"His methods are indeed crazy," Vados nodded. "But his strength has increased tenfold because of it."
"Tsk, only tenfold? Still too weak," Champa snorted. "This idiot, doesn't he know that training with us would yield twice the results with half the effort?"
"Perhaps after he wakes up, when the poison has completely taken effect, his energy will increase by several more folds," Vados guessed.
"Even a hundredfold increase wouldn't be enough for me to defeat him with a single finger," Champa snorted.
"It's no fun to compare like that, Lord Champa," Vados smiled. "After all, Lord Champa is the most powerful God of Destruction in our universe."
"Heh heh, I like to hear that," Champa said excitedly, hands on his hips.
"Lord Champa, are we still staying in Universe 7?" Vados asked.
"It's time to go back. We've been out for three months," Champa replied. "It's so good that Beerus is asleep. I can do whatever I want in his universe."
"Hee, who could say otherwise?" Vados giggled.
"Whoosh! Whoosh!"
The two transformed into streams of light of different colors and sped towards Universe 6.
As they flew,
Champa suddenly thought of something.
"Wait a minute, did we overlook something?" Champa asked.
"What problem, Lord Champa?" Vados asked.
"Didn't we say that if that brat Vegeta could find you, you'd agree to marry him?" Champa said. "If we bring him over later, won't he know our location? Will you really marry him then?"
"I was just joking, did Lord Champa take it seriously?" Vados rolled her eyes.
"It's not that I took it seriously, but that brat Vegeta took it seriously, right?" Champa said with a smile.
"We'll see then. He still has decades to grow up," Vados smiled. "Besides, didn't he find true love on Earth?"
"Hmm? True love? On Earth?" Champa was stunned for three seconds.
"Yes, yes. He met a little girl his age on Earth, and the little girl affectionately called him 'husband'," Vados smiled.
"Pfft..."
Champa burst out laughing.
Vados glanced at Champa.
"What are you laughing at?"
"Vados, I didn't expect you to be cuckolded so quickly," Champa said, jumping with joy.
Vados: "..."
"But speaking of which, don't forget that brat Vegeta's pinky promise..." Champa grinned.
Vados was speechless.
"Pinky promise, swear on 100 million years, no turning back. Whoever breaks it will have to eat shit..."
"At that time, are you really going to let Grand Zeno... that... what?" Champa asked.
"Let him do what?" Vados asked, feigning ignorance.
"Eat shit," Champa said.
"Oh dear, oh dear, I've already recorded it, and I'll forward it to Grand Zeno later," Vados said with a smile.
Champa wilted at once.
"Vados, you're not playing by the rules."
...
Earth.
Capsule Corp Headquarters.
"Bulma, isn't that Vegeta? Did he fly back again?" Bulma asked curiously.
"Yes, Mom. He's back and said he won't be leaving for now," Bulma said excitedly. "So I've decided, I'm going on a honeymoon with Vegeta tomorrow."
Bulma: "..."
"You're a 4-year-old kid, what honeymoon are you going on..."
"Bulma, I actually suggest you take Vegeta to kindergarten for your honeymoon," Bulma suggested.
"Mom! No way! I want him to fly me in the sky!" Bulma huffed angrily.
"Whatever you say..." Bulma was speechless.
"Why are you so resistant to going to kindergarten?"
"Thump!"
At this moment, the wine pot in Vegeta's arms... no, the bottle of Super God Water, rolled out of his arms because he was sleeping awkwardly.
"Huh? Is this... a wine pot?" Bulma stepped forward and picked up the bottle of Super God Water.
"Hmph, you're too young to learn bad habits! Knowing how to drink at such a young age, aliens are so undisciplined," Bulma pouted, saying unhappily. "If he's still drunk every day when he grows up, I'll divorce him!"
Bulma: "..."
"You talk like a grown-up."
Bulma shook the bottle.
"There's still some alcohol left inside. It should be quite tasty. Let's add it to your father's dinner tonight," Bulma said, humming a tune as she left with the bottle of Super God Water.
"Mom, that's someone else's thing. Please don't take other people's things casually, okay?" Bulma said.
"What are you talking about, Bulma? Isn't Vegeta our live-in son-in-law?" Bulma said with a smile. "It's just drinking a little of his alcohol."
Bulma was speechless.
That evening at dinner.
An ambulance with sirens blaring rushed over and took Bulma's parents to the hospital.
Super God Water poisoning.
Bulma was so anxious that she cried. She couldn't wake Vegeta up, so she had to call her sister and then go to the hospital with the ambulance.
Tights quickly went to the hospital and saw that a critical illness notice had been issued. She was speechless and choked with emotion.
Afterwards, Tights took Bulma home and left a robot to wait at the hospital.
Since her parents were in the intensive care unit, and according to the doctor, they would need at least three more days to wake up.
There was no great use in staying there now.
Let's settle Bulma first...
"Is it easy for me? I'm a 4-year-old child running around busy..." Bulma sighed.
"Bulma, you've worked hard," Tights said, on the verge of tears.
Bulma looked at her sister, then at a strange-looking guy following her sister.