As the altitude rapidly increased, West City below gradually turned into clusters of brilliant specks of light, while the clouds drifted away beneath them like soft cotton.
Bulma clung tightly to Krillin's neck with her eyes shut, screaming loudly.
Ordinarily, at such altitude and speed, the intense frictional heat and lack of oxygen would make an ordinary person lose consciousness—or even die instantly.
But strangely, she didn't feel any discomfort.
There was no suffocation, no biting cold, and even the violent gale was perfectly blocked by a faint layer of Aura surrounding Krillin's body.
"Open your eyes and look, Bulma."
Krillin's voice didn't travel through the air. Instead, it resonated through Qi, sounding directly inside her mind.
Bulma cautiously opened one eye.
The next second, her eyes widened.
The deepest black formed the backdrop of the universe, a shade that no pigment could ever replicate.
Countless stars were no longer the faint flickering points seen from Earth.
Instead, they appeared as clear, bright, unmoving lights filling her entire field of vision.
And beneath her feet stretched a massive blue arc.
That was Earth, the cradle of humanity.
"This is..." Bulma opened her mouth, only to realize she couldn't make a sound.
This was a vacuum. Sound couldn't travel.
Yet she also discovered something alarming—she wasn't suffocating.
Her lungs had stopped moving, yet the oxygen in her blood remained plentiful.
It was as if some mysterious switch inside her body had been flipped, allowing her to draw tiny amounts of energy directly from the surrounding cosmic radiation to sustain life.
"That is the power of Shenron," Krillin's voice rang in her mind again.
"Now you're also an Earthling who can survive naked in space. How about it, scientist? Is this wedding gift special enough?"
Bulma waved her limbs excitedly like a child who had just learned how to swim.
She turned around in Krillin's arms, staring at the magnificent scenery as her scientific curiosity instantly overwhelmed her fear.
She tried to speak, opening and closing her mouth, but it became nothing more than a silent pantomime—both silly and adorable.
Seeing her like this, Krillin couldn't help laughing silently.
Ten thousand meters high, in the silent vacuum of space, there were only the two of them.
No reporters.
No noisy guests.
No interruptions.
"Bulma," Krillin called to her through telepathy.
Bulma turned to look at him.
At this moment, Krillin no longer carried that terrifying aura capable of destroying worlds.
Floating against the backdrop of the starry sky, his bald head faintly reflected the light of Earth, making him look strangely divine.
His gaze was intense and focused, causing Bulma's heart to race.
"Since there's no need to breathe anymore," Krillin said through telepathy with a mischievous grin, "shall we test the limits of lung capacity in a place without oxygen?"
Bulma froze for a moment before realizing what he meant.
Her cheeks instantly flushed red, looking especially vivid against the cold darkness of space.
She shot Krillin a playful glare, then wrapped her arms around his neck.
High above Earth's orbit—four hundred kilometers above the ground—where only satellites and endless silence existed, the two of them embraced and shared a deep kiss.
It was a long kiss.
No need to catch their breath.
No need to pause.
Time itself seemed to lose meaning.
Bulma felt as if she were melting into the starry sky.
Although her body no longer needed oxygen, her mind spun from excitement and shyness—an intoxication stronger than oxygen deprivation.
Krillin's palm rested on her butt, warmth flowing through her specially made gown. That steady warmth filled her with an overwhelming sense of security.
[Ding! Detected that the Host has achieved deep emotional interaction with the female lead in a special environment (space).]
[Achievement Unlocked: Oath Under the Stars.]
[Reward: Charm has broken through its limit. Current Charm: 16.]
[System Evaluation: You truly are a master of romance.]
Who knew how much time passed.
Only when a drifting satellite slowly floated past them did the two finally separate.
Bulma instinctively panted—even though she couldn't actually inhale air—and her face turned as red as a ripe apple.
She glared at Krillin and mouthed a single word.
"Rogue!"
Krillin burst out laughing, swept her into his arms, and spun around in space.
"Let's go, wife! Our honeymoon has only just begun! Next, we're going to do something even more important."
"Something more important?" Bulma looked at him with confusion and a hint of anticipation.
Krillin didn't answer.
His figure flickered.
Swoosh!
The modified Instant Transmission activated.
Their figures vanished instantly from the silent orbit, leaving only the drifting satellite reflecting sunlight in the darkness.
West City — Dr. Brief's Manor
It was late at night.
The guests had already left, and the servants had retired.
Inside the massive bedroom, soft light illuminated the large circular bed.
Space distorted slightly.
Krillin and Bulma suddenly appeared.
As soon as her feet touched the floor, Bulma's legs went weak and she collapsed onto the bed.
The weightless sensation of space combined with the dizziness of Instant Transmission had been a bit overwhelming.
But more than that, she felt an unprecedented excitement.
"This is crazy… If I don't write this into a scientific paper, the entire scientific community will suffer a huge loss," Bulma muttered while loosening the collar of her gown.
Krillin looked at her alluring figure, his gaze gradually deepening.
He walked to the bedside and suddenly spoke with a serious expression.
"Bulma, I am now declaring an S-rank top-secret mission."
"Eh?" Bulma was startled by his tone and quickly sat up.
"What's wrong? Is an enemy coming?"
"No," Krillin shook his head solemnly.
"To deal with potential cosmic crises in the future, relying on my strength alone may not be enough. Earth needs more protectors—and stronger genetic legacy."
Bulma blinked in confusion.
"So…?"
Krillin suddenly grinned, revealing a row of white teeth like a wolf tempting a rabbit.
"So, I've decided to launch the Procreation Plan! Combining your genius brain with my body that has broken its limiters, we'll create the strongest offspring in the universe!"
"Huh?!" Bulma reacted instantly. Her face flushed red as she grabbed a pillow and threw it at him.
"You pervert! Saying you want babies in such a grand way! This is your S-rank mission?!"
Krillin caught the pillow and lunged forward, pinning her gently onto the bed.
His voice dropped low.
"This is for Earth's peace, Dr. Bulma. Please cooperate with my work."
Bulma looked at his face so close to hers, feeling the overwhelming presence of his masculinity. Her body softened instantly.
She wrapped her arms around his neck, her eyes shimmering.
"Since it's for Earth… this young lady will reluctantly cooperate with you. But…"
She leaned close to his ear and whispered teasingly.
"After flying for so long, aren't you tired?"
Krillin raised an eyebrow, "Tired? That word isn't in my dictionary."
"System, activate Infinite Stamina Mode."
The lights went out.
Outside, the moon shyly slipped behind the clouds.
This night was destined to be long.
And the specially reinforced, earthquake-resistant foundation of Capsule Corporation was about to face the greatest test since its construction.
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