Pirate: This Marine has two Rinnegan.

While she was in a daze, Qianhe had already implanted Broly's cells into his chest. As soon as the cells entered his body, they were frantically devoured and transformed, and the power of Chuanchao's bloodline began to merge into his body.

boom!

The lab floor suddenly cracked, startling Bulma, who was still in a daze. She exclaimed in surprise.

"What's wrong!? Chiga??"

Chiga's long, snow-white hair was now flowing freely, tinged with a faint emerald green light, just like Broly's back then.

A ring of emerald green flames emerged from Chiga's body, but it wasn't like Broly's jet-like flames; this flames burned like fire.

The berserk aura belonging to the Super Saiyans mingled with Chiga's unique divine aura, achieving a strange balance.

A wide white robe appeared on Chiga's body, and the two horns that were the hallmark of the Otsutsuki clan grew on his head, with the golden Poi God appearing behind him.

Chiga's eyes have transformed into the Golden Wheel Eyes, and this is now his strongest form: the Otsutsuki God.

The pressure emanating from this small laboratory emanated from the earth and enveloped the entire planet.

This kind of pressure was far beyond what Bulma, as an ordinary person, could withstand. Even though Chiga tried her best to control it, she still inevitably suffered severe injuries to Bulma.

She coughed up a mouthful of blood and collapsed limply to the ground.

Qianhe wanted to save him, but he was unable to control the surging power within him. He hadn't expected Chuanchao's bloodline power to have reached such a level.

He closed his eyes, trying to calm the violent power within his body.

Gradually, his white robe split open in the middle, revealing his chest, and then began to tighten, eventually transforming the originally loose white robe into something resembling a tight-fitting trench coat.

He withdrew all his arrogance back into his body, and his two horns disappeared again. He slowly exhaled, and the suffocating pressure finally dissipated.

He disregarded the changes in his own body and hurriedly helped Bulma up from the ground, channeling a stream of Yang Release chakra into her, which restored the rosy color to her pale face.

Bulma, still shaken, patted her chest and said,

"This is terrifying, Chiga. Is that what you're really like?"

"Yes, I'm really sorry, I was a bit too hasty and didn't expect the power to get out of control."

"Don't worry about it, I'm fine. By the way, you looked so majestic just now, that's what a god should look like! I should thank you for opening my eyes to such a sight!"

Bulma chuckled and poked Chiga's chest with her finger. Chiga breathed a sigh of relief when he saw her like that. He was really afraid that Bulma would be scared silly, which would have been a huge mistake.

However, neither of them realized how ambiguous their posture was at that moment. Chiga was half-squatting on the ground, while Bulma lay in his arms with a smile on her face.

An incredulous shout rang out from the laboratory doorway.

"What are you two doing!?"

The shout startled Bulma, who nearly tumbled off Chiga's arms. She looked toward the lab door and saw Yamcha with a livid face.

For some reason, Bulma felt that the color on Yamcha's head was a bit strange...

Chapter 437 Green Tea

Yamcha was feeling a mix of emotions. He had just finished driving around in the latest sports car developed by Capsule Corporation with a few girls, and when he returned to Capsule Corporation with a beaming smile, he happened to catch Chiga losing control of his powers.

He immediately knelt down, and as soon as the pressure subsided, he got up and rushed into the company to check on the situation.

Then he saw a heartbreaking scene: his girlfriend was lying in another man's arms!

If Yamcha were a Saiyan, he might have awakened Super Saiyan Green on the spot.

He trembled as he extended a finger and murmured,

"Bulma, you..."

Bulma knew that her current state with Chika was indeed causing Yamcha great harm. She looked at Yamcha's face with guilt, but the moment she looked at him, all her guilt vanished.

She only noticed a bright red lipstick mark on Yamcha's neck...

Bulma immediately snuggled into Chiga's arms, delivering another blow to Yamcha's ego.

Before he could get angry, Bulma preemptively struck.

"Yamcha, you're really going too far. You can't even be bothered to erase the traces of your affair after you come back, can you?"

"Forehead....."

Yamcha was taken aback and subconsciously raised his hand to touch his face; this action contained a wealth of information.

Bulma's pent-up anger finally erupted, and she roared,

"Yamcha! I've had enough! This is over!"

Chiga was completely bewildered the whole time. What was going on? He managed to steal Vegeta's thunder?

Does that mean Trunks was stillborn? Uh, you're overthinking it.

Yamcha was shocked. He hadn't expected Bulma to break up with him so directly. If it were before, he might have laughed it off, but today he was furious.

He clenched his fist, left with the words "You said it!", and turned to leave.

Yamcha's behavior completely disappointed Bulma, who buried her head in Chiga's arms without saying a word.

Qianhe's lips twitched twice, and after hesitating for a long time, he said...

"Bulma, I'm so sorry this happened, but please don't be too sad..."

Bulma was initially quite sad, but Chiga's words made her burst out laughing.

She suddenly looked up, and Qianhe saw two obvious tear tracks on her face, but she was smiling.

"What are you talking about? It's like someone died. It's just a breakup, and it has nothing to do with you. Even without you, my relationship with Yamcha would have ended a long time ago!"

After saying that, she wiped her eyes and left Qianhe's embrace.

She was stretching her back, with a nonchalant expression on her face.

"Why would I be sad about a breakup? If I wanted to, I could find someone better than him in a heartbeat!"

After saying that, she glanced at the dilapidated laboratory, turned her back to Qianhe, and said...

"Alright, now I need to tidy this place up. What kind of mess is this?!"

Chiga watched Bulma's retreating figure quietly for a while, then took out a mini Flying Thunder God toy, placed it on the table, and said,

"Then I'll be leaving now. Here, take this. If you need anything, you can contact me through it. Just call my name."

"Um....."

Chiga stepped forward and patted Bulma on the shoulder, then vanished from the laboratory in a flash.

Bulma didn't tidy up the lab as she had said. Instead, she slowly sat down, hugged her knees, and stared blankly into space, murmuring something to herself.

Am I single now?

......

She had already come home from school on the 18th and was lying on her side on the sofa, constantly switching between TV programs with the remote control in her hand.

Swish!

Chika suddenly appeared beside her and said with a smile,

"What are you doing? There's not a single TV show you like out of all these?"

Number 18 was startled, but when she saw Chihiro, a bright smile immediately bloomed on her face. She naturally moved closer to Chihiro and said,

"You're all so boring, you're much prettier!"

Number 17 appeared at just the right time, pouting as he spoke.

"Brother-in-law, if you don't come back soon, my sister is going to press the remote control until it's smoking!"

Snapped!

A pink slipper landed precisely on Number 17's face, causing him to fall to the ground with a thud. The slipper slowly slid off his face, leaving a deep shoe print.

Number 18 glanced at him sideways and said,

"I'm so sorry, I thought I'd just toss you the remote because you seemed so concerned about it, but I threw it to the wrong person. Could you please bring me my slippers back, my lovely little brother?"

Number 17 was furious but dared not speak out. He looked to Chiga for help, but Chiga pretended not to see it, clearly wanting to see him make a fool of himself.

Seeing that even her most trusted brother-in-law had abandoned her, No. 17 could only pick up her slippers with a look of grief and indignation, and then place them next to the sofa with both hands.

Number 18 nodded in satisfaction and praised,

"You're such a good brother! Your brother-in-law must be hungry after being out all day. Could you please cook today's meal as well?"

"Sister, we can actually order takeout!"

"What if the takeout food is unsanitary and you get an upset stomach? Your brother-in-law and I don't care, but you're still growing!"

"I......"

"Ok?"

Number 17 really wants to slap himself right now. Why did he have to be so sarcastic and talkative? Has he forgotten his status as the "youngest of the young"?

With a heavy sigh, Number 17 abruptly turned and walked towards the kitchen.

Chiga couldn't help but say, looking at Number 17's "tragic" back.

“No. 18, why don’t we stop having No. 17 cook? I think he’s had a tough time too.”

Before Number 17 even reached the kitchen, his hearing, now highly sensitive after the modification, caught Chiga's words and burst into tears, overwhelmed with emotion.

"My brother-in-law is the best!!"

However, what Number 18 said next poured cold water on his burning enthusiasm.

"Don't worry about him, he's got plenty of energy, and he even has a girlfriend."

"Oh? Number 17 is dating too? Hmm, that's understandable, he's an adult now."

"Heh, do you know what age he was talking about? She's a full six years older than him!"

"......ah?"

Number 17 shrank back and ran into the kitchen in a flash. He felt like he was going to die if he listened any longer.

Chiga's curiosity was piqued as well. He hadn't expected Number 17 to make such a powerful move right from the start, and he pressed for details.