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QUESTION :- WHAT WAS BULMA MOTHER AND HER SISTER NAME
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Kami and Piccolo were dead and The Dragon Balls had turned to stone and After finishing breakfast, Gohan got ready to leave for West City.
Before he left, Chi-Chi handed him a capsule.
"Gohan," she said, "there's some dinosaur meat and fish inside. Give it to Bulma."
She smiled softly.
"In the city, they only eat canned food now. It's not good. We can still hunt in the mountains, but they can't."
She paused.
"And say hello to Bulma for me."
Then she looked at him seriously.
"Take care of yourself, Gohan ."
Gohan nodded, took the capsule, put it in his pocket, and zipped it up.
"Mom, don't worry," he said gently.
"I'll come back as soon as I can. You don't have to worry so much. Try to relax for once."
He understood how much pressure she had been under.
Chi-Chi was only around twenty-nine years old, but she looked much older. The stress, the androids, the chaos, and Goku's death had taken a heavy toll on her.
Gohan clenched his fist quietly.
"If I wasn't here…" he thought, "if Gohan had really died…"
He didn't even want to imagine what would have happened to his mother.
With that thought, he stepped outside ready to take the first step toward changing this broken future.
With that, he took off into the sky.
Chi-Chi watched her son fly away until he disappeared from sight. Then she turned around and walked to the backyard, ready to take care of her small vegetable garden.
West City was very far from Mount Paozu.
If Gohan flew at full speed, he could reach there in about eight minutes and if he walked, it would take almost ten days and If he used a plane or jet, it would take half a day....but jets were not safe anymore.
Jets would easily catch the androids' attention and Using too much ki was also dangerous. If he flew too fast with full power, he would be detected almost immediately.
So Gohan chose the safest way.
He used very little ki, lowered air pressure around himself, and flew close to the ground at low altitude. His speed was slower, but it was safer.
At this pace, he would reach West City in about half a day.
The nearest city to Mount Paozu had not been attacked directly by Android 17 and 18 yet. But it was no longer lively or prosperous like before.
Most people had already fled.
Some hid deep in the mountains. Some went into dense forests. Others lived in underground shelters. Even those who stayed behind did so unwillingly.
Most of them were elderly people.
No one was there to take care of them. No one to look after them. Even if they died, no one would know.
"It's just like what I heard about Japan in my past life,....maybe Toriyama based that on this " Gohan thought.
"People dying alone, and no one realizing it until the smell spreads."
As he kept flying, mountains passed below him one after another. Ruined cities appeared in the distance. Smoke rose silently from broken buildings.
After a while, a terrible smell reached him.
The smell of rotting bodies.
"That means there are still survivors," he thought.
He focused and sensed faint ki signatures. They were hidden underground, probably in bunkers.
"I need to hurry my plan ," Gohan thought...."I have to revive the people who died."
He continued flying.
Soon, a vast city appeared in front of him.
"This is it," he thought....."West City."
Bulma's house used to be here, back when the city was still alive.
After landing, Gohan looked around—but he couldn't find any entrance to the bunker.
Then a familiar voice echoed.
"Gohan, place your hand there. I'll open the secret gate for you."
It was Bulma.
Gohan did as she said.
A moment later, a hidden door made of concrete, metal, and reinforced plates slowly opened.
Going inside, it took about Fifty minutes just to reach the final gate deep underground.
When he finally arrived, he saw Bulma.
She looked just like he remembered from the anime but older, Tired. She had lost her husband, her world, her Friends and almost everything else.
Only her parents and her son were left now.
Seeing Gohan, Bulma poured a glass of orange juice and handed it to him.
"So, Gohan," she said gently, "did you come to see Trunks… or is something else going on?"
Then she asked with worry,
"Is Chi-Chi okay?"
After taking a sip of the orange juice, Gohan smiled.
"Mom is fine Aunt Bulma," he said.
"You know how she started practicing martial arts again. She also learned how to use a little ki to recharge the battery you gave us. Slowly but surely, she's getting healthier."
He paused for a moment.
"And Aunt Bulma… I actually came here to talk about something important. Something only you can help with."
Then he reached into his pocket.
"Before that here. Take this."
Gohan handed her a capsule.
"There's dinosaur meat and rice inside. I hunted it before. There's a good amount. It should last you about six months. At least you won't have to eat only canned food."
Bulma took the capsule and looked at it quietly.
"Thank you, Gohan," she said sincerely.
She really needed it. Their canned food supply was almost gone, and food prices were crazy high in this ruined world.
"So," Bulma said, looking at him, "you said you had something important to discuss. What is it?"
Gohan took a deep breath.
"Aunt Bulma… I think I've found a way to deal with the androids."
Bulma froze.
"Right now," Gohan continued,
"I'm the only warrior left. Trunks is a Saiyan too, but he's still a baby. It'll take years for him to grow up. We don't have that kind of time."
He clenched his fists.
"So my idea is simple. I need to go to Planet Namek and use the Namekian Dragon Balls."
Bulma's eyes widened.
"I want to revive Uncle Piccolo… Kami… Dad… and the other Z Fighters. Uncle Vegeta too."
He spoke calmly, but his words were heavy.
"If Piccolo is revived, then Earth's Dragon Balls will also return, since they're linked to him. Shenron will come back too."
Gohan looked straight at her.
"That's why Namek is the key."
Bulma stayed silent.
"Aunt Bulma," Gohan continued,
"Dad once told me about the spaceship he used. The one he came back in from Yardrat."
He hesitated a little.
"You should still have it, right?"
Bulma stared at him in shock.
She never expected a ten-year-old to think this far ahead… especially in a world filled with fear and destruction.
After a moment, she sighed.
"Yes," Bulma said.
"I did take the spaceship back then. When I moved everything underground, I stored a lot of things. I don't remember exactly where I put it… but it should still be here."
Then her expression turned serious.
"But Gohan… Dragon Balls have limits. Even if we revive them, people who died more than a year ago can't be brought back."
Gohan nodded.
"I know. That's why I have to finish this within ten months."
Bulma blinked.
"If we revive Piccolo first," Gohan said,
"then Earth's Dragon Balls will work again. That's how it was before, right?"
Bulma thought for a second… then nodded slowly.
"You're right," she said.
"When Kami died, the Dragon Balls turned to stone. When Piccolo became linked to them, they returned. And when Piccolo died again… they turned to stone once more."
She pointed to a corner of the room.
Several stone Dragon Balls were lying there.
"Yes," Bulma said, "If Piccolo is revived, the Dragon Balls will work again."
Gohan smiled slightly.
"Then let's find the spaceship first."
Bulma nodded.
"Alright."
She immediately started searching through the storage area. Capsules were everywhere as thousands of them, all looking exactly the same.
Gohan just stood there, watching.
After all, he had no idea where Bulma kept anything.
"Where did I put it…?" Bulma muttered....."Where did I put it…?"
She ran around, opened boxes, threw capsules aside, searched shelf after shelf.
"I'm going to get a headache," she groaned.
After nearly two hours of nonstop searching ....Bulma suddenly laughed.
"I found it!"
She held up a capsule proudly.
"That was not easy," she said with a tired smile.
Bulma held the capsule in her hand and walked toward Gohan. She pressed the button.
Bang.
As the capsule hit the ground, it expanded, and a round object appeared in front of them.
A spaceship.
Gohan's eyes widened as It was the same one.
The exact same spaceship Goku used to come back from Planet Yardrat to Earth.
It wasn't very big..well just enough space for one person to sit inside.
Even though Gohan had seen this ship many times in the Dragonball anime but seeing it in real life still amazed him. As This world was no longer a flat, 2D screen. It felt real. Solid. Alive and Realistic .
He let out a quiet breath.
"This is it," Bulma said....."I kept it after that time. I wanted to research it, but with everything that happened… I forgot about it."
Gohan nodded, then asked carefully,
"Aunt Bulma, can it still be used? Does it still work? Does it have any energy left?"
Bulma hummed and walked around the spaceship. She looked closely but couldn't find any hatch or button to open it. After a moment, she sighed and looked at Gohan.
"Gohan… flip it over for me."
She smiled awkwardly.
"I'm not a Saiyan nor i can use Ki , you know. This thing weighs almost a ton."
Gohan understood.
He stepped forward, grabbed the spaceship, gently lifted it up, flipped it over, and placed it back down like it was nothing.
Now several buttons and a hinge were visible.
Bulma's eyes lit up.
She pressed one of the buttons.
Click.
The hatch slowly opened.
Bulma climbed inside while Gohan stayed outside as there wasn't enough space for him anyway. And honestly, he didn't understand what she was doing. He wasn't a scientist. In his past life....like Some Chiense and Korean all rounder MC , he came from a business background, not engineering or tech.
After checking wires and pressing a few controls, Bulma climbed back out.
"Good news and bad news," she said.
Gohan looked at her.
"The spaceship itself is in good condition. It's usable," Bulma explained. "But the fuel is completely exhausted."
Gohan's smile faded a little.
"I know how to make the energy," Bulma continued, "but I don't have enough resources right now. And before you ask.....No, charging it with ki won't work. This isn't Earth technology. It's alien tech."
She sighed.
"If I had my old lab and materials, I could do it in a week. But now… it'll take longer."
Gohan stayed quiet for a moment.
At least it worked.
That alone was good news.
"So… how long will it take?" Gohan asked.
Bulma thought for a bit, then answered,
"About one month. That's the fastest I can do with what I have."
Gohan nodded.
"That's fine," he said calmly...."As long as it can be done, that's enough."
Then he added,
"But Aunt Bulma, I need to ask you one more thing."
Bulma looked at him.
"Most communication systems are gone," Gohan said. "Satellites, phones, everything. Can you make something simple so we can stay in contact?"
Bulma laughed.
"Of course you'd ask that."
She turned around, walked to a cabinet, and pulled something out.
"Actually," she said proudly, "I already made it."
She handed something to Gohan.
It was a bracelet.
"This is a wrist communicator," Bulma explained. "Each one has a number. You can call another bracelet instantly by entering that number. It's like a good-looking walkie-talkie."
Gohan examined it.
"It looks useful," he said, then hesitated. "But… will it survive a fight? You know how strong Saiyans are."
Bulma froze.
Then she scratched her head.
"…Ah."
She sighed.
"I designed it for normal humans. I didn't really think about someone fighting androids while wearing it."
She smiled weakly.
"If you get hit while wearing it… yeah, it'll probably ....not Defenetly it will break."
Gohan chuckled lightly.
"That's fine," he said. "I'll just be careful."