Dragon Ball Arrives in Marvel

Chapter 53 Bulma (Please read)

Looking at the changes in himself, Smith Doyle showed a smile. The Saiyan bloodline is really a fascinating existence.

Accepting the martial arts memories in the character card, Smith Doyle simply stretched his muscles. Fortunately, he did not step into a big hole, so he was able to directly control his own combat power.

Looking at the sandbag in the training room, Smith Doyle punched through it easily. He wanted to try out Kamehameha, but he was afraid that if he was not careful, he might be able to blow up the entire textile factory.

However, although it cannot be used freely, it should be no problem to control the energy to fire a small one.

Smith Doyle put his hands at his waist, and a ball of energy appeared in his hands, emitting a dazzling white light.

"Turtle Style Qigong Wave"

"Ha no. Ha no. Ha"

Smith Doyle controlled the output of Qi, and a white light flew out from his hand, destroying all the sandbags along the way, and finally hit the wall.

"boom!"

A big hole was blown out in the wall of the training room on the spot. Smith Doyle was very satisfied looking at his masterpiece. He only used a tiny amount of energy to recover on the spot, but the damage caused was not low.

With his current strength, weapons like RPGs and tanks can no longer cause him any harm, and he is no longer worried about the next superhero to appear on the stage.

And a full-strength Kamehameha should be able to push the moon away just like Master Roshi, and it would be an extremely terrifying existence if it hits the city.

Just as Smith Doyle was sighing, the door of the training room was pushed open and Fox ran in with several members.

"Smith, what happened here?"

"Was there an attack?"

Fox asked nervously, his eyes also seeing the wall with the big hole blasted out of it.

Seeing the nervous Fox, Smith Doyle smiled and said:
"Haha, don't worry."

"There was no enemy attack. This was caused by my training."

Hearing Smith Doyle's words, Fox opened his mouth in disbelief.

"This... This is as destructive as a C4 bomb."

Smith Doyle waved his hand and said:
"Fox, I'll leave this to you. I'm going back first."

Looking at Smith Doyle leaving, Fox was stunned for a few seconds and then started to make arrangements.

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the next day.

In the office, a beautiful girl appeared in front of Smith Doyle, Bulma from the early days of Dragon Ball.

Bulma, who appeared in front of him at this time, was just 16 years old. Looking at Smith Doyle in front of him, she thought in her heart: Oh my God, what a handsome big brother!

Looking at Bulma who was about to become infatuated, Smith Doyle coughed.

"Ahem."

"Bulma, welcome to this world. I have something to ask of you."

Bulma's eyes were all on Smith Doyle, and he said at the same time:
“Brother Smith, what do you need me to do?”

Smith Doyle said:
"I need to ask you for a few things. The first one is to build a Dragon Ball radar, the second one is to develop a gravity chamber, and the third one is a space capsule."

In Smith Doyle's opinion, the Dragon Ball Radar is very simple, and it will be easier for his subordinates to collect Dragon Balls in the future. As for the space capsule, it should not be difficult for Bulma. I just don't know if the materials here can support it. As for the gravity chamber, it may take some time.

Hearing Smith's request, Bulma was a little surprised:

"Dragon Ball Radar, is the legend of Dragon Ball true?"

Smith Doyle nodded. Bulma, who had just come into contact with Dragon Ball and hadn't yet met Son Goku, hadn't verified the authenticity of the Dragon Balls. "This is all true, and I'll have someone work with you. If you need anything or need materials, just let me know when the time comes."

Bulma raised her head proudly and said:
“Since it is Brother Smith’s request, I will help you do it.”

Smith Doyle pressed a button on the table, and soon Fox came in.

Fox was a little surprised to see the girl in the office, but he didn't say much. Instead, he asked:
"Chief, you are looking for me."

Smith Doyle said:
"Fox, this is Bulma, our chief scientist from now on. You will arrange her accommodation and help her set up the laboratory while she needs anything."

Fox was stunned. Such a young scientist?

Although he had many doubts in his mind, Fox agreed directly. He could ask Smith privately about anything he was unclear about, as there were outsiders here after all.

"Yes, chief."

Fox looked at Bulma and said:
"Ms. Bulma, please come with me. I will arrange your accommodation first."

Smith looked at Fox who was about to take people away and said:
"Send John Wick over here."

As the two left, there was a knock on the door and John Wick walked in.

John Wick knelt down on one knee and said respectfully:

"Chief, please give your orders."

Seeing John Wick being so respectful, Smith said:
"John, sit down."

John Wick then stood up and sat on a chair beside him.

Smith Doyle looked at John Wick. The other party had lost his decadent energy and became full of life.

"John, Helen has been resurrected."

"But I suggest that you shouldn't take her back to your old residence, and don't let her meet her old friends and colleagues outside."

"I think you should understand how tempting it is to come back from the dead, and the trouble this will bring you."

This was the first time John Wick thought of this question. He was immersed in the joy of his wife's resurrection that day.

"Chief, I will sell the house outside."

"Helen and I have decided to stay at the headquarters base. As for Helen, I will apply for a new identity for him."

Smith Doyle nodded and said:
"I will cover up for you, but you need to be low-key where necessary."

"The water in this world is deeper than you think."

"Next, train hard at the base and spend time with your family."

When John Wick thought about Dragon Ball, he realized that the world was not as simple as he understood.

"Yes, chief."

After arranging John Wick, Smith Doyle came to the recovery room, took out the obtained treatment capsule from the system backpack, and connected the power of the base.

This equipment is given to Bulma for maintenance, and the healing fluid also needs to be replicated by Bulma. After all, there is not much of it and it cannot be used unlimitedly.

Smith Doyle had just finished doing this when one of his men ran in.

"Chief, there's an FBI agent who wants to see you. His name is Phil Coulson."

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