Dragon Ball Master Wu Tian

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As she wrote this, Hathaway stopped. She held her chin up and looked at the birds and flowers outside the window with a very calm expression. The sun was shining brightly in the morning, and a warm breeze blew in, ruffling her messy purple hair.

Hathaway raised her hand to pull the hair around her ears, thought for a moment, and wrote at the end of today's diary:.

Wow, throwing the diary into the drawer, Hathaway stretched herself out and stood up. Her long purple hair, as fluffy as seaweed, was casually scattered. She grabbed the hair bundle on the table and tied it into a single ponytail.

She glanced at a copy of "Uchiha Sinners 3" lying on the bed. She had read this book over and over again countless times. Before leaving the bedroom door, Hathaway stretched out her slender white fingers and tapped on a painting on the wall. She hummed a song and pushed the door open with brisk steps.

The painting on the wall does not have a frame, it is just a piece of paper taped to the wall, with the four corners pressed with small white magnets - a steel plate is embedded behind the wall of this painting.

In the painting, there is a little girl hiding next to her parents. That is what Hathaway's mother Hannah looked like when she was a child.

According to her mother Hannah, when Hathaway was just born, their family still lived in a small one-bedroom rental house, and this painting was with her at that time. But it was framed by her mother and hung on the wall. When Hathaway grew up, he took out the paintings and posted them directly on the wall.

In her words, the photo frame and glass are to protect the painting from wear and tear, but the painting has not even blurred the color of the paper or the handwriting at all for so many years, so why is there a need for a photo frame?

After going downstairs, Hathaway went directly to the dining room. Sure enough, her parents were already sitting at the dining table having breakfast. The father was holding an entertainment news newspaper and reading it, while the mother, Hannah, was drinking porridge elegantly and chatting quietly with her husband who was flipping through the newspaper from time to time.

"Come down, sit down and have breakfast." When her mother Hannah saw Hathaway coming downstairs, she put down the delicate spoon and scolded, "I told you to get up early every day and don't stay up so late. Your body is your own. Pay attention to taking care of yourself, girls are good at it..."

The nanny came over at this time and served Hathaway a bowl of richly fragrant shredded pork porridge.

"Okay, okay, I'll pay attention." Hathaway had a headache, pulled out a chair and sat down, nodded to the nanny, grabbed a fork, forked a cookie and bit it.

Mother Hannah was helpless and added: "I met the boy from the Delhi family yesterday. He looks pretty good, and the family conditions are not bad..."

Hathaway secretly rolled her eyes, looked weak, and ate there in silence, not wanting to answer her mother's questions. Mother Hannah was quite helpless when she saw her daughter like this.

While flipping through the newspaper, my father paused and asked casually: "Are you really not going to go to college?"

Hathaway took a few mouthfuls of porridge, bit into a piece of pastry, and said, "Please dad, I don't want to take that boring class! That's it, I'm going to the laboratory!"

With that said, he left the table, swung his single ponytail, and walked away briskly.

The nanny came over and cleared away Hathaway's dishes.

Hathaway's parents looked at each other helplessly.

But they couldn't ask for too much from this daughter. I remember how difficult their life was back then. My husband dreamed of his music dream every day, but he couldn't earn a penny in exchange for it. The turning point came when the daughter was six years old. That day her daughter brought the first pot of gold to their family with her little invention. That day was also the beginning of a turning point in their family's fate.

Although Hannah and his wife felt that Hathaway was really smart from the time he was born, they never expected that the child would be so smart.

Hathaway is 20 years old this year, but she already owns hundreds of invention patents, large and small. Some of these patents are only sold for royalties, and some use technology to invest in shares of several large companies. Basically...their family does nothing. They eat and drink wildly every day, and they can live without worries about food and clothing.

Not to mention, with the support of his daughter, Hathaway's father has already become famous and has become a relatively well-known singer.

By the way, it’s also worth mentioning that the holders of the patents for Hathaway’s inventions all have the name of her mother, Hannah. In the words of the young Hathaway herself, I was only so young, and it would be too troublesome if I used my status to cause others to talk.

The child is too smart and contributes too much to the family. The biggest consequence is... Mr. and Mrs. Hannah found that they really couldn't ask for too much from their child, and they couldn't bear to restrain her much. As long as she grows up happily and healthily, that's the best.

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In the blink of an eye, twenty years have passed since Wu Tian took the Phoenix to retreat to a deserted island on the sea.

Time flies by without stopping for a moment, and twenty years pass by in a blink of an eye. The fact that "Martial Immortal saved the world" more than 40 years ago has gradually become a legend under the control of the government's official public opinion and is rarely mentioned by anyone.

As for the "Seven Dragon Balls" that the "Wuxianren" said can realize any dream, in addition to those who witnessed the Phoenix collecting the dragon balls and their descendants, more people regard these so-called "Seven Dragon Balls" as the "Wuxianren" a kind of rhetoric.

The one who resurrected everyone... was probably the old man himself. It was he who used incredible immortal methods to resurrect all the dead people, but he blamed it on an unfounded 'Dragon Ball'.

After all, for so many years, no one has actually found a single dragon ball.

So gradually, those who knew "Wuxianren" began to deify and immortalize "Wuxianren" more and more, and the legends about him became more and more mysterious.

Not to mention those who didn't know what the "Martial Immortal" was in the first place, even those who witnessed it back then began to wonder whether what happened back then was so exaggerated, and whether everyone appeared together in the face of a huge disaster. Hallucination.

Some experts have done special research on the topic called "group doomsday hallucination" and "doomsday death hallucination"...the latter is to explain why so many people "think" they have died and come back to life. 'Illusion'.

As for whether it is an ‘explanation’ or a ‘misinterpretation’, and what is the identity of the so-called ‘expert’, does it matter? Of course it's not important. What's important is that more and more people have forgotten the so-called "Martial Immortal", and those who remember it regard it as a misty myth and only as a spiritual sustenance.

Of course, what the people can rely on is a reliable country and a great king.

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Hathaway walked to the basement of her manor. This was her huge personal laboratory, which was full of all kinds of weird inventions, but most of them were not patented by her.

1, 0, 6.

Beep beep beep, the password is correct, the basement door is open.

As soon as she entered the door, Hathaway smiled. This was her world.

Walking to the work table, Hathaway glanced at an orange bead on the table as a decoration and smiled: "I will definitely unlock your secret today!"

She grabbed a peaked cap on the table, put it on her head, and poured herself into the pile of instruments with concentration.

She found this bead on a barren mountain during a solo trip. Hathaway likes adventure and doesn't like a boring life, so she used to go out alone. She is smart and brave, and has strong personal abilities. She brings many tools she made every time she goes out, so there is basically no danger. Therefore, after doing it more often, her parents got used to it and let it go.

In an experimental accident a few days ago, Hathaway accidentally discovered that... this bead that she picked up only as a souvenir and decoration was actually emitting special electromagnetic waves of a certain frequency all the time.

This is fun. Hathaway is very interested. After making preparations, he plans to unlock the secret of this bead.

Personal computers do not yet exist on earth in this era, or in other words, there are no devices in the form of computers. Although there are auxiliary equipment similar to personal computers, they are not perfect, so the efficiency of scientific research on the world and the earth is actually quite low.

In fact, if we look at the original Dragon Ball, we will find that even in the era of 'space folding technology' (universal capsule), people were talking to each other... let alone a mobile device full of technology. There are no mobile phones, so communication can only rely on antique-like home landlines.

It seems that in the Dragon Ball world, communication and computer technology are like clicking on the wrong technology tree. UU Reading www.uukanｓｈnet Even if the technology reserves are enough to invent, the development of technology has just turned a corner and avoided this. Two parts.

When you are at work, time flies by very quickly.

Not long after her mother Hannah brought lunch, Hannah urged Hathaway to go out for dinner quickly through the loudspeaker connected to the underground laboratory.

"Done!" Hathaway exclaimed happily, holding up this square piece of equipment with a side length of thirty centimeters, and couldn't put it down.

Hearing the speaker placed on the work table, Hathaway muttered, knowing better than to install this thing. Pressing the button with one finger, Hathaway quickly replied: "Okay, okay, I'll be right back."

Of course, it won't come right away. Hathaway needs to use the equipment she just made.

She pressed the switch of the square device against the orange beads on the table.

"Beep."

The device's screen glowed, and after two seconds, seven bright spots appeared. Seven bright spots flashed in various places in the criss-crossing coordinate grid on the screen plane, with a frequency similar to human breathing.

And in the very center of the coordinate grid, there is a flashing bright spot.

It is the special electromagnetic wave response of the bead in Hathaway's hand.

Hathaway put down the equipment, took off the backward cap on her head, grabbed the orange bead on the table, looked at the red five-pointed star suspended in the bead, touched her chin, and said thoughtfully: "Are there other six..."

Glancing at the other six bright lights flashing on the device on the table, Hathaway's mouth curled up slightly, as if... something interesting had happened.

…………(To be continued...)

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