The Strongest Trainer

The earth, somewhere on the corner of a mountain.

Bouma and her assistant Robin are tumbling here, not knowing what they are looking for.

"Why are we running here?" The assistant Robin climbed up the last mountain out of breath, looking at the surrounding "scenery" with a flushed face.

Stepping away from a stone blocking the way, Bouma raised her brows and said mischievously:

"A few days ago, I read the news that there was an alien invasion, and then I heard that something that looked like a super artificial human had also appeared in West Capital, so this lady naturally has to witness it in person!"

Robin looked around, his eyes were full of scorched black ground left after the fight, and he coughed slightly:

"Bouma, I know a doctor who has a lot of research in ophthalmology. I take you some time to have a look?"

Bouma was speechless.

Boomer selectively ignored Robin who was chirping on the back, exploring the ruins for a long time.

During the fight with the Saiyans a few days ago, this land suffered a great deal of pain. It is now time to heal and cry, but there are always some people who don’t have long eyes who have to dry and sprinkle salt on other people’s wounds. Things.

Right now, it's like Bouma, who is determined to explore in the ruins, even holding a shovel, digging in the shape of a three-foot digging.

Robin, who was behind him, naturally couldn't stand by his hands, resigning to his fate to bring other things to explore together.

He complained in the bottom of his heart for a long time, either because he couldn't see the golden eggs buried under this land with his naked eyes, or Bouma should go to see the ophthalmologist.

By the way, what's the name of the ophthalmologist? I don't know if I can make an appointment.

"Oh-" there was a wailing from underground, which made Robin tremble with fright.

Is there really something shameful in this land?

Hearing the movement, Bouma rushed over and lay down on the ground, using a small brush to brush away the dirt on the ground.

"Who doesn't have eyes, actually did it to the noble Saiyan." A hand with muddy nails stretched out of the ground, and then a face came out.

This face happened to be aimed at Bouma.

Boomer: "..."

Saiyan:"......"

"Finally found a living." Bouma leaped happily, digging out the Saiyan from the ground, and placed a small shovel on his neck. "Where is the spaceship that fell last time?"

"Spaceship? Falling?" Saiyan looked cute, wondering what Bouma was talking about.

"Don't think about pretending to be garlic. Last time I saw a spaceship falling down here with my own eyes?" Bouma said happily, with golden light in her eyes, "So I don't have any hope, but when I see you, the spaceship must be there. This is similar."

Saiyan: "..." Who can report what he actually produced, he just slept without being vigilant.

Seeing that the Saiyan refused to take over the spaceship's position, Bouma frowned her good-looking eyebrows and called Robin to take out the box of things.

The heavy box was thrown on the ground by Robin, and also in the heart of Saiyan.

"I said, I said, it's over there." Saiyan covered his head with his hand, and reached out his hand freely.

Boomer nodded and asked Robin to watch the Saiyan and check it out by himself.

The land has been very soft by the fight that day, Bouma walked to a small hill and saw that a spaceship with damaged tail section was parked on the hill.

Bouma immediately showed the rich man's eyes when he saw the treasure, ran to the pit, touched the spaceship here and there, and finally took off the ship happily.

"Robin, take the Saiyan and go back with me." Boomer left a fluttering sentence and left with the spaceship.

Robin, who fell on the back, glanced at the poorly reasoned Saiyan and patted him on the shoulder.

"Bouma evokes potential every time he sees this kind of thing."

"The potential is different every time."

"This time it probably caused a presumptuous female monster."

Boomer took the spaceship home, but got into the practice room and couldn't get out.

Long ago, Bouma wanted to find a Saiyan spaceship. She is very interested in this kind of aircraft

The helpless Saiyan's spacecraft can never be completely preserved, either it crashed and exploded, or it was driven back, or it was a pile of broken copper and iron.

And this spacecraft was also found in the corner of the video when she was looking back at the battle record.

For several days, Bouma fiddled with the spacecraft at home.

The tail wing of the spacecraft is damaged, and even if the tail wing is repaired, it cannot take off.

This is very sad.

"Still not eating it?" Boomer's father asked Robin again when he saw the completely undamaged meal brought out.

"What do you do?"

"I give you so much money every year, you can't even handle this little thing!"

Robin stared at the food on the tray without tears, and tried to ignore Papa Bouma’s expression of "I want, what's the use of your assistant", "We don’t even dare to go in, Miss Bouma is crazy. I am also fascinated by the spacecraft research, and I have been looking at the nutrient solution to maintain it recently."

"Spaceship? What spaceship?" Bouma's father suddenly became interested.

"It's an almost 90% complete spaceship that turned around." Robin said.

Wait, teacher, shouldn't you be concerned about your daughter's lack of food for several days?

Teacher, your focus has gone too far.

"I'm going to see Bouma." Bouma's father walked to the practice room with a naked smile on his father's face.

Before entering the practice room, a large engine was thrown at Papa Bouma's face. Fortunately, he quickly hid in his eyes and hands. Then, he shouted inside: "Bouma, what are you doing?"

"Why can't this spaceship be started?" Boomer drilled out a head with a pitiful face, "I tried almost all the engines I could find, but I didn't have the steps to start this dull."

"Aren't you stupid? How can the Saiyan spaceship use ordinary engines?" Bouma's father looked disgusted and stepped forward to pat the spaceship.

"I remember when I was young, I bought a gravity engine." Bouma's father went to the corner and searched for something, "It seems that some Saiyan sold it to me."

"Saiyan?" Bouma was a little surprised after hearing it.

"What's the matter with the Saiyans? They also do business." Bouma's father noticed Bouma's strange vision, coughed lightly to indicate, and then took out the gravity device engine.

He took the gravity device engine and walked in front of the spacecraft, picked up the screwdriver from the ground, and set it up.

Seeing her father's ability to arrange things so casually, Buma looked alluring: "Are you sure this is okay?"

"Although you can, you can give it a try." Bouma's father looked arrogant, "You have to remember forever, your father will always be your father."

"Oh." Boomer didn't trust her father.

After all, the person who littered the gravity device engine shouldn't be a bigwig.

Just to take care of the old man's face, Bouma still started launching the spacecraft.

Sure enough, the spacecraft did not move at all.

Boomer thought for a moment, and figured out how to comfort her father.

However, things happened suddenly.

The spacecraft shook violently, and then turned off, just as Bouma picked up the words that comforted her father.

The spacecraft flew up, and the indexes were normal.

"All said, your father is your father."