Chapter 10 - M.D.B 10: Dragon Balls Being Restored? (1/2)

Chapter 10: Dragon Balls Being Restored?

”Is this… Is this a test?”

Lorna glanced at a pile of bank notes on the counter, and stepped away from them as if they were a venomous snake! She kept thinking about Saint's purpose for a long time.

She never realized that Saint was simply frightened by her immense Ki, to the point that he had to hide in his room just to conceal his shock!

In fact, Saint became even more shocked when he thought of Lorna's potential. His surprise had prevented him of thinking about this before, but her Ki , 50 times greater than his was just that of her as a clueless teen. She probably had very poor control of her powers that were going to evolve to a much higher point if she was anything like the Polaris he knew from the stories.

”I thought I was something, and here I am being scared by an 18 year old girl!” Saint couldn't help by smile at the thought. He got up and walked out of his master bed room, going to the two other rooms in the flat. He decided to make them a staff dorm, and had to remove any personal items from inside them.

After finishing, Saint brought Lorna upstairs, let her pick one of the two bedrooms, and then handed her a white A4 sheet of paper and a marker pen saying: ”Alright, write your name on the paper and stick it on your door!”

Lorna did just that. After a while, she found herself looking at a door with her name upon it, and suddenly realized that this was the 1st time that she had her name on anything!

”My own room…”

Lorna bit her teeth gently, fȯrċɨbŀƴ suppressing the hopes in her heart, silently saying to herself: ”You are a mutant, there is no place to where you belong!”

”Boss, is there anything else? I haven't finished washing the dishes yet!”

”Nothing else!”

He watched Lorna quickly walking down the stairs, and couldn't help but frown. He could clearly sense her Ki Fluctuating drastically a moment ago!

When Mutants get emotionally excited or agitated, their abilities get out of control. This was almost common sense. Therefore, Saint started to question himself again. Could he really afford to have the young Polaris here? At her peak, she's on par with a prime Magneto. If she was to lose control, she could destroy his place and restaurant in an instant!

”Too much thinking! I need to practice!”

Saint shook away these thoughts, and realized he had to stop worrying about people and improve himself. As long as he's strong enough, he could handle any problem.

”Too slow!”

Three hours later, Saint walked out of the quiet room, very dissatisfied with his progress. At the same time, he made up his mind. The next time he gathers the Dragon Balls, he'd just ask Shenron for the physique of Saiyan. Yes, he might not evolve as quickly as Goku, but even if his improvement speed just doubled, he'd be very satisfied!

Thinking of this, he looked at the back of his head unconsciously; just to be surprised that one 3rd of the pattern on the back of his hand had turned from Gray to Red! It's been only 10 days since he made his last wish!

”Does this mean that in around 20 more days, the Dragon Balls would be restored?!”