Dragon Ball Starts Holding tight to Thigh 18 - Chapter 36
Chapter 36
Gunshots, explosions, and screams play the music of the end times.
In this time and space full of death and despair, human beings can only shrink in dark corners, afraid to emerge.
Gray, becomes the tone of this world.
In a hidden underground gathering place.
A middle-aged beauty with short blue hair in a white coat, holding a tool in her hand, sweating at a machine.
Long.
She finally stopped and wiped the sweat from her face with her sleeve, a joyful smile on her haggard face.
“Finally successful, with this nutrient solution extractor, you can solve the urgent need for food shortage.”
In this last days, humans can’t even grow food.
Artificial humans can appear at any time, and humans simply cannot stay in one place for a while.
They can barely survive on wild animals and wild vegetables.
As for the materiel in the city?
Twenty years after the arrival of the artificial man, the materials in the city have either been destroyed or have been too long to eat.
Although there are many wild resources, it is necessary to prevent artificial human attacks, so they dare not flock in groups when they go out to find food, and they are all one or two people acting covertly.
The chance of being discovered by artificial humans is indeed lower, but the harvest of food is also much less.
Almost everyone ate the last meal but not the next.
Don’t say eat three meals a day.
Most of the time, I can only eat once a day, and I can’t eat enough.
I can barely keep myself from starving.
Bulma picked up a piece of wood, put it in the machine, and pressed the switch.
The machine is running at a rapid pace.
Two minutes later, a glass of clear liquid like water is formed.
Bulma picked up the cup of nutrient solution, put it in front of her nose and sniffed it.
The smell of wood is not bad, but it is not fragrant either.
Bulma drank the nutrient solution in one gulp.
A bitter taste pervades the mouth.
It’s like drinking medicine.
However, the bitter taste did not affect her mood.
She drank sweet food and enjoyed the bitter taste.
After drinking this cup of nutrient solution, Bulma can clearly feel that her body functions are replenished.
It’s like having a full meal.
It doesn’t taste good, but at least you don’t have to go hungry, don’t you?
“Trunks…”
the voice stopped abruptly.
Bulma is about to share this joy with her son, but suddenly discovers that her son and the time machine travel to another time and space, looking for the power to defeat the artificial man.
Thinking of her son, Bulma couldn’t help but worry.
It’s been a few days.
I don’t know what happened to him over there.
Has Goku’s illness been cured?
And Vegeta….
Thinking of Vegeta, Bulma shook her head helplessly.
Hopefully, he can put his pride down a little.
However, Bulma also knows that this is not possible.
After all, this is the Saiyan prince – Vegeta, isn’t it?
boom!!
Suddenly, the earth began to shake, and there was a violent explosion outside.
Bulma’s still somewhat weak body was shook by the shaking ground.
This isn’t the first time this has happened, and Bulma has even gotten used to it a little in the past two decades.
She didn’t panic.
Calmly get up from the ground and start collecting your things.
Pack everything into a universal capsule.
“Dr. Bulma!”
A shout accompanied by hurried footsteps rushed over.
Several men with guns on their backs hurried from outside.
A bearded uncle asked, “Dr. Bulma, we have to evacuate quickly, the androids have arrived.”
Bulma nodded and said, “Well, I’ve already packed up my things, have everyone else gathered?”
“It’s all assembled, and you’re ready to go.”
“Well, without further ado, let’s get out of here quickly.”
After years on the run.
They did not dare to delay at all, acted cleanly, and soon gathered with the others.
Because of Trunks’ protection, and Bulma often builds machines that make humans survive better.
As a result, their ranks are getting bigger and bigger.
There are nearly a thousand people.
It may sound like a small number of people, but in fact, this is already the largest gathering point on the planet.
If there are more, it will be easy to expose the whereabouts, and it will be easily found by artificial humans.
Therefore, they can only break up the human race into multiple small strongholds to avoid being served by artificial humans.
Bulma will also often invent machines for Trunks to send to other strongholds so that humans can survive better on Earth.
Tap-Tap-Tap!!
boom!!
Gunshots and explosions kept coming from outside.
The children snuggled into their mother’s arms and shivered.
The adults hugged their children tightly, their faces full of fear.
Even though I have experienced this many times, the fear in my heart cannot be eliminated.
“Dia, come here.”
The bearded uncle shouted to a young man not far away.
“Uncle, what’s wrong?”
Dia heard the bearded uncle’s call and immediately came over with a dozen young men around him.
The bearded uncle unloaded the rifle on his shoulder and handed it to Dia.
“Take it, and I’ll leave it to you later.”
A dozen uncles behind the bearded uncle did the same, unloading their rifles and handing them over to the other young lads.
Only a few grenades were left on them.
“Uncle…”
Dia saw their actions, and her eyes immediately wet.
They’ve faced this scenario an unknown number of times.
Whenever the androids attack, the older ones stay to block the androids, while the younger ones take up the weapons and lead the others to flee.
It’s not so much about blocking, but not about staying to satisfy the artificial man’s desire to kill.
When they have had enough, they will naturally leave.
This has been true for twenty years.
Otherwise, the human beings on the earth would have been slaughtered long ago.
Artificial humans are like playing a game of cat and mouse, little by little playing humans to lose their ability to resist, and then eating them in one bite.
The bearded uncle patted Dia on the shoulder and looked at him calmly, “Don’t be sad, we’ve been living for twenty years, that’s enough.” The
other uncles did the same.
They know what they’re going to face.
But they didn’t have the slightest fear.
All they do is leave a fire for humanity.
“Go!!”
The bearded uncle gave the order forcefully.
Everyone moved in an orderly manner.
A dozen uncles followed behind him.
Resolute gaze, firm steps, and fearless faith form a powerful momentum and shock people’s hearts!
They walked with powerful steps towards the door.
Dia looked at their backs, tears welling up in her eyes like a faucet.
With tears in her eyes, Bulma gently patted Dia on the back and did not speak. Dia
suddenly raised his head and shouted at them: “Uncle, what’s your name!” ”
Crunch~
The gate opened, and the bearded uncle continued to walk forward without pausing.
After going out, they closed the gate.
Just when the gate was about to close, only a slit remained.
A few clear words sounded in Dia’s ears.
“Sloan!”
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