Chapter 867 Introduction
Chapter 867 Introduction
The first stop for Suzumiya Musashi is Kame-senya.
"Mr. Musashi, what brings you here? Please come in, we're having lunch right now."
Klin looked at the newcomer with some surprise, then quickly welcomed him.
"No need for a meal, I just ate. I came here to give you this. It's Bulma's new invention that allows us to communicate via video from a great distance."
Suzumiya Musashi waved his hand. He had just eaten and had no interest in eating anymore. Besides, he was here on a mission and couldn't afford to waste time; he had another trip to take.
"This black box looks quite sophisticated, but how can it contact other people? It doesn't seem like it can."
Master Roshi went up to take a look and observed carefully, only to find that he couldn't find the switch anywhere.
Even on a telephone, you can see buttons to press numbers, but this thing doesn't.
So he felt that this thing probably couldn't support video communication.
Could it be that the little girl deliberately used this to tease them?
But that shouldn't be the case. Even if they were to be exonerated, how could someone as intelligent as Suzumiya Musashi possibly join in their nonsense?
"Teacher Wu Tian, just point to this once, you don't need to study it there."
Klin was indeed speechless. His teacher looked at it around but didn't click on it. How could he know if it worked if he didn't click on it?
He just tapped the screen and it lit up.
Although the function only supports video communication, it is indeed a very novel thing, at least in their current era, it is a very epoch-making function.
Moreover, it supports global connectivity, a feature that alone makes it a cutting-edge technology.
"Oh, I see. I'm really getting old; I can't even understand something like this."
Master Roshi then scratched his head in realization, but ultimately didn't feel embarrassed. Instead, he packed up his things and seemed quite happy.
Suzumiya Musashi smiled and shook his head, then demonstrated the function to them.
"Bulma, look, I'm already at Master Roshi's House."
"Wow, really? Uncle Musashi, it seems my invention is quite useful!"
Bulma across from her looked excited, even more confident in her invention.
Although her inventions differed from those of her father, Briefe, which improved society as a whole, she felt that her inventions now allowed people to stay connected even when they were far apart.
And the fact that it allows for face-to-face conversations is already a very useful invention, okay.
"Yes, it's really good!"
Suzumiya Musashi gave a thumbs up. Compared to the flashlight, this invention was much more useful. Although he provided some ideas, Bulma completed the entire invention on her own.
Perhaps I can provide him with some more inspiration, and then Bulma might not bother with inventing things like that flashlight anymore.
The Melancholy of Suzumiya still has a very deep impression of that useless thing.
He would have kept it if it hadn't been destroyed.
It's a shame to keep it as a souvenir for later, so that Bulma can always see her masterpiece invention.
However, if Bulma actually saw that thing, her first reaction would probably be to immediately go up and destroy it. Although she wouldn't say it, she would still feel very ashamed of the thing she invented.
"Alright, I'm going to Wukong's house now."
After demonstrating the device's functions, Suzumiya Musashi waved goodbye.
He was heading to his next destination, Goku's house, which wasn't too far from here. It would be a good opportunity to see if Gohan had grown up.
...
"Such a powerful aura! There's only one person on Earth with such a powerful aura..."
Vegeta suddenly raised his head. Just moments ago, he had been secretly teaching Gohan martial arts, but suddenly he sensed an exceptionally powerful aura rapidly approaching his location.
So he subconsciously raised his head and immediately began to think about who this person with such an imposing aura was.
In the end, the conclusion was reached: it was that man.
On Earth, only the other person can exert such a strong sense of pressure on me.
Although Sun Wukong is quite strong, he mostly appears harmless.
He might only show super seriousness during battles; otherwise, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call him a hot-blooded idiot.
Forget about expecting him to intimidate you.
"What's wrong, Uncle Vegeta?"
Gohan was still immersed in the excitement of finally being able to practice martial arts when he noticed that Vegeta had suddenly froze, so he asked him curiously what had happened.
"It's nothing, we just might have to go home first."
Vegeta subconsciously patted Gohan's head, but then, perhaps realizing that his behavior was somewhat inconsistent with his character, he coughed and quickly flew into the house with Gohan on his back.
As soon as they got home, Suzumiya Musashi had already taken out Bulma's inventions and distributed them to Goku and Chi-Chi.
"You're back just in time, so I'll give one of these to each of you. Here, take one."
Suzumiya Musashi took out the communicator again, and even gave one to Gohan as well.
"What's the use of this?"
Vegeta looked at the black box in his hand, not quite understanding its purpose. Could it possibly help in battle? But it didn't seem like it.
"It doesn't have any special use. It just allows people to make video calls. If you have a friend you want to contact, you can use this. Of course, they also need to have such a device to support it."
Suzumiya Musashi explained, but he felt that this explanation was a bit redundant. After all, Vegeta came from outside and must have some knowledge. He must have seen similar inventions before.
It's just that they don't really need this feature.
Didn't Raditz bring a communicator with him when he came to Earth?
Even when separated by a great distance, they can have a smooth conversation, which shows just how advanced the technology involved is.
Keep in mind that distance isn't just a little bit; it's a distance measured in galaxies.
"Can I use this to chat with Uncle Klin?"
Son Gohan suddenly raised his head and asked curiously.
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