Dragon Ball: I Can Obtain the Memories of a Boss

Throughout the entire forest, from century-old trees to newly sprouted seedlings, a ray of white light shot out; the only difference was the number of them.

In less than a minute, Su Ming held up a pure white ball of light that was larger than a soccer hoop.

Su Ming felt the immense spiritual energy contained within the Spirit Bomb and couldn't help but smile. Normally, it would take him several days, or even longer, to absorb this much spiritual energy.

Now, it only takes less than a minute to condense such a large amount of primordial energy.

Efficiency has increased by more than a hundredfold. Su Ming also greatly admires the Northern Realm King for being able to create the unique technique of borrowing vital energy from all living beings in the world.

Su Ming slowly held the energy blast in front of him. With a thought, the energy of heaven and earth within the energy blast instantly transformed into trickles of water that flowed into his palms, soles, and Baihui acupoint, entering his cells and skillfully integrating them into his body. His cells then began to grow rapidly once again.

His physique was now moving towards greater strength, the bottleneck of tens of millions of combat power was slowly broken, and his power continued to rise.

It took Su Ming a full hour to completely digest the power of the Spirit Bomb, and his body felt full.

"This is what cultivation should be like."

Su Ming stretched, realizing that this was not yet the limit of his combat power. His cells were being enhanced again, which would increase his energy levels significantly.

It's equivalent to having one unit of vital energy, which increases combat power by two units.

When he returned to the Western Capital, Bulma also returned.

"How's your cultivation going?"

"Don't you even know who your husband is? How can you stop me from doing something as trivial as cultivation?"

Everything went very smoothly, of course.

Bulma gave him a shove, feigning disgust, saying, "You're so shameless. Don't tell anyone I'm your girlfriend when you go out."

"Girlfriend? When did I get a girlfriend?"

Su Ming asked in confusion.

Bulma glared at him, gave a muffled "hmm," and stared intently at him.

It's as if he's saying, "Explain yourself clearly, do you have a girlfriend or not?"

"You're not my girlfriend, you're my wife."

Su Ming stepped forward and put his arm around Bulma, his voice softening and the jokes disappearing.

"That's pretty much it."

Bulma lightly tapped his chest, then looked up from his embrace, "So when are you going to propose?"

She could date Su Ming for the rest of her life without any problem, but she likes romance and wants a proposal like the one in her dreams.

"It'll be soon, but don't be so surprised that you drop pearls when it's time, sister."

Having lived with her for so many years, Su Ming's impression of Bulma has long since transcended the stereotypes he had when watching the anime. She is not a character from a storybook, but a very real person.

He gets scared, worries, and cries. He also likes things that girls like, and he even sleeps with a doll in his arms.

She has no resistance to romance and suddenly remembered that her initial desire to find the Dragon Balls was to find a prince charming.

I've already made up my mind.

As time passed, Su Ming continued to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth with each Spirit Bomb, resulting in rapid progress in his strength. He also continued to study the Kaioken and the Ninefold Thunder Blade.

If he could combine the two, his fighting power might be equivalent to the boost from a simplified Super Saiyan.

Furthermore, he discovered that, perhaps due to the tempering of his body with the energy of heaven and earth, his physique was already beyond human capabilities, and his cells were terrifyingly powerful. Even if he maintained the tenfold Kaioken, his body would not experience much strain. In fact, if it were only fivefold, he could activate it completely without injury, without any pressure whatsoever.

Another year has passed just like that.

"Honestly, why has Xiaoming been cultivating so diligently lately?"

After Bulma left the lab, she searched the entire room but couldn't find him, so she couldn't help but complain.

She pulled out a mirror from somewhere and looked at her reflection, still as youthful and beautiful as ever.

night.

After the Bryffs finished their meal with Bulma, they stopped their daughter, who wanted to go back to her room.

"The moonlight is perfect tonight, come with your dad and me to enjoy it."

Mrs. Brief took her daughter's arm.

Bulma wasn't in a good mood. Su Ming hadn't even come home for dinner tonight. Even if he wasn't coming home for dinner, he would have told her in advance.

But this time, nothing was left behind.

However, she still went to the meadow with them. As she grew up, apart from eating and doing research, she rarely spent quiet time with them anymore.

A family of three stood on the lawn.

Suddenly, a beam of light rose from the sky.

huh~

huh huh~

……

The sky exploded with fireworks, countless fireworks scattered in the air, dyeing the sky with seven colors. Against the backdrop of most of the fireworks, the center of the fireworks formed a beautiful pattern.

A large heart tightly envelops a man and a woman; the man rides a white horse and gazes at the woman with deep affection.

"Wow!" Bulma's eyes lit up. She immediately understood that the fireworks were clearly a declaration of love. How romantic!

The pattern in the middle, in particular, was so lifelike and designed that it captivated her, as if Cupid's arrow had pierced her heart.

I can't believe how happy a woman who is being courted can be.

Chapter 29, Fourth Place: A Terrifying Figure

The patterns faded, but the fireworks continued.

Bulma was still reeling from the spectacular fireworks display when she suddenly cursed loudly as she gazed at the sky.

"You brat Xiaoming, I don't know where you've run off to. If your future proposals don't reach today's level, don't even think about me saying yes."

Bulma was furious and wanted a similar romantic proposal.

The couple exchanged a glance and communicated silently.

Don't agree?

Xiao Ming will probably just take out the ring and put it on you without you having to do anything.

Mrs. Blif shook her head. Her daughter wasn't that ambitious yet. If Xiaoming didn't propose soon, she'd have to buy the ring herself and put it on his finger.

They knew that their daughter had slept in Su Ming's bed at a very young age, and even though they slept very simply, there was no distinction between them.

Suddenly, Bulma seemed to see Xiaoming.

In the sky.

Riding a white horse with wings, dressed in a snow-white prince's robe, with his hair neatly styled and a smile on his lips, he slowly approached from the air.

"Mom and Dad, look..."

Bulma wanted to ask her parents if it was Su Ming, but she saw that they had already retreated to the edge of the lawn and turned on the lawn lights.

In an instant, the dim space became bright, and several lights shone on her, making her look like a real leading lady.

Bulma then noticed that the lawn had been transformed, now covered in blooms, with roses carpeting the edges and emitting a delicate fragrance.

With a smile playing on your lips, you still don't understand.

Everything she had just envied did not belong to anyone else; it was prepared by her Xiaoming just for her.

The happy person is herself.

Her gaze could no longer leave the figure in the sky, her beautiful eyes filled with tears. At this moment, she was the happiest person.

Thump~

With the moonlight behind him, Su Ming rode his horse, sat down on the lawn, and dismounted.

He walked firmly toward Bulma.

Approaching her with a smile, he knelt on one knee and said, "Marry me, Bulma."

She also had a red box in her hand. The box was open, and inside was an exquisite diamond ring that sparkled under the light.

Bulma looked at him, tears streaming down her face, and nodded heavily, "I'll marry you."

These two simple words seem to contain boundless emotions and love.

He stretched out his left hand, spreading his five fingers in front of Su Ming.

She gestured for him to put it on her.

Su Mingrou gently took out the diamond ring and put it on her ring finger.

Looking at that tear-streaked face, Su Ming said helplessly, "Didn't we agree not to cry?"

He then reached out and wiped the tears from her cheeks.

The next moment, unable to contain their emotions, the two embraced and kissed tightly.

Bang~~