Chapter 551 - 551: Other Transmigrators

The two sisters embraced each other like that and began licking each other's wounds, silently paying the price for their boastful words.

Meanwhile, Ryuji began his daily training with Tifa and the others, and also noticed a problem with Tifa's socks.

Watching Tifa train diligently while pretending that nothing was wrong, even though his own semen had already appeared on her calves, Ryuji felt a little strange. However, he also knew that Tifa was probably serious about this and hadn't acted on a momentary impulse.

The reason he hadn't taken Tifa in one go earlier was precisely because of this. Tifa might have made her decision on impulse rather than after careful consideration.

His instincts had told him the same thing at the time, so he had simply let Tifa go to school.

But judging by the situation now, this brief period of being left alone had already allowed Tifa to start convincing herself from within.

However, while he was thinking, Tifa also noticed that Ryuji's gaze was fixed on her feet.

The sticky feeling had long since disappeared, but some marks had appeared on her calves. Mai and the other women merely exchanged knowing smiles when they saw them. But when Ryuji looked at her, Tifa's every movement became awkward and stiff.

That strange sensation she had felt in her body that morning also became increasingly noticeable.

Feeling her clothes becoming tight again, Tifa quickly covered her chest.

Because she had to exercise in the morning, she always wore a sports bra. But after her earlier arousal, she had noticed two protrusions on her chest when she looked in the mirror.

And now…

Feeling the hardening of her nipples, Tifa's face instantly turned red. She didn't dare remain exposed to Ryuji's gaze any longer, so she quickly hugged her breasts and rushed toward the bathroom.

"Sorry, I'm going to take a shower first!"

She felt like she was running away in a panic. What she didn't know was that after she hurriedly ran away, everyone on the training ground burst into laughter.

However, at the same time, there were some people who couldn't laugh.

Bulma was one of them.

"What exactly is this thing?"

Bulma looked at the instrument in front of her. Although she could sense the fluctuations of something called World Power and could even use her radar to detect it, that was all she could do.

No matter what experiments she conducted, the World Power within her body showed absolutely no reaction. If her radar hadn't been able to receive this signal, she wouldn't have been able to detect it at all!

The strange thing was that, as she continued her research, she discovered that the signal coming from her body could actually be detected through various observation methods. It was just extremely subtle, and…

"And why do I keep feeling that this so-called World Power inside me is constantly broadcasting the information 'I'm here' to the outside world?"

Bulma looked at the instrument in front of her. The wavelength of the World Power she could observe had never changed. From beginning to end, it had maintained the same frequency, making her suspect that the World Power within her might not actually possess the ability to let them travel between worlds. Perhaps all it could do was provide a way to locate them.

But her intuition told her that this power was definitely capable of doing much more than that, which left her extremely frustrated.

Athena, standing nearby, watched Bulma struggling with the problem but couldn't do anything to help. She didn't understand this stuff very well, so all she could do was watch Bulma worry over it.

And during these past few days, they hadn't been completely idle. Following the radar, they had still managed to find quite a few 'people.'

For example, among the several dots closest to them, they had found a pencil and a toy whose name was spelled Buzz Lightyear.

But that pencil had been smashed to pieces with a hammer, while the head of the Buzz Lightyear toy had been twisted off. The people who had done these things had disappeared without a trace, and their fingerprints were different as well.

When Bulma reviewed the surveillance footage, all she saw were people who had clearly looked panicked while doing these things. When she contacted them afterward, they insisted that they hadn't seen anything and hadn't discovered anything at all.

The lies were obvious, so Bulma and Athena both understood that the pencil and that Buzz Lightyear toy were probably just like the squirrel. They were likely transmigrators too, and might even have been capable of speaking, which was why they had been treated so terribly.

After all, there was a limit to what people could accept.

"Seriously… If only I had someone who could manipulate World Power to a certain extent to help me with my research."

Bulma sighed and switched off her instrument. She had already discovered that whenever she came into contact with the 'transmigrators' who had been destroyed or killed, World Power would enter her body.

This gave her a bad feeling, since it was quite possible that something was guiding the transmigrators into killing one another.

And if that really was the case, she would be in serious trouble.

She certainly couldn't defeat Ryuji, and Athena was absolutely no match for him either, because he was simply an opponent on an entirely different level.

If there is no way to manipulate the World Power, and if it turned out that I need to gather all the World Power before I can return home…

"Then I, the genius girl Bulma, am definitely doomed!"

Bulma had absolutely no intention of denying this. Unless she was willing to build a powerful suit of armor, fighting against Ryuji would definitely mean certain death.

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