Saiyan Legacy: A New Dawn

Chapter 8: Trouble in the Diablo Desert

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The village was saved, Oolong was forced to tag along, and the adventure was continuing. After Grandma Paozu handed over the Dragon Ball, Bulma made sure that Oolong stayed close by, thinking his shape-shifting abilities could be useful on their journey. However, Oolong wasn't exactly keen on being part of the group.

"I didn't sign up for this," Oolong complained as he dragged his feet behind you and Goku. "I've got better things to do than get dragged around by some power-hungry girl looking for wish-granting orbs."

Bulma's eyes narrowed dangerously. "Better things to do? You're lucky we didn't leave you with the villagers, you pervy pig!"

"I said I'm not going with you!" Oolong protested.

Bulma's smirk widened as she pulled out a small bottle and waved it in front of Oolong. "Remember this little 'vitamin' I gave you earlier?"

Oolong's face turned pale. "No... You wouldn't!"

"Oh, I would," Bulma said, her voice dripping with mischief. "Now, unless you want me to say the magic word—what was it again? Oh right, 'piggy'—you'll behave."

Oolong instantly froze, his face twisting in fear. "Fine, fine! I'll come with you! Just don't say it!"

You couldn't help but laugh a little at the situation, even though you knew this journey was only going to get more complicated from here on out.

Things got worse pretty quickly when Bulma realized she had lost her Dynocaps. After rummaging through her bag for what felt like ages, she finally threw it down in frustration.

"They're gone!" she cried, sitting on the ground in despair. "All of my vehicles and supplies were in those Dynocaps!"

"So, we have to walk?" Goku asked, scratching his head in confusion.

"Yes, we have to walk, Goku," Bulma groaned. "And it's all your fault for not keeping an eye on the bag!"

Goku shrugged, unbothered. "I like walking."

"Of course you do..." Bulma muttered, glaring at him as she stood up and started marching ahead. "Come on, let's get moving before it gets too hot."

You sighed, knowing there was no point in arguing with her. The group set off again, traveling on foot through miles of scorching desert. With no shade or water, the sun beat down mercilessly, and after what felt like an eternity of walking, Bulma finally succumbed to the heat.

"Oh no..." she whimpered before collapsing dramatically into the sand.

"Bulma!" Goku rushed over to her, poking her gently with his staff. "Are you okay?"

"I... can't... go on..." she gasped weakly, her face pale from exhaustion. "It's too hot... I'm dying..."

Oolong looked down at her with a raised eyebrow. "Is she serious?"

"She's not used to roughing it like this," you said with a sigh, watching Goku try to fan her with his hands.

Bulma remained limp, unmoving as she continued to wilt in the heat. "Leave me here... I can't make it..."

Goku looked genuinely concerned for a moment but then stood up straight. "I'll go get some food! Maybe she'll feel better when she eats."

You nodded and offered to help search for water while Goku scouted around. However, before either of you could move, something unusual caught your attention—a cloud of dust rising in the distance.