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Chapter 233 The Unintelligible Monkey King

"Host, isn't it too disrespectful for you to talk to Beerus like this?" The system bubbled up and asked weakly.

"Hmph, am I not a god?" Vegeta snorted disdainfully in his heart.

"." The system is detailed, there seems to be nothing wrong with this statement!

Hearing a sound on the balcony, Bulma pushed open the balcony door and went out, seeing two people whom she had never seen before.

She looked curiously at Vegeta in mid-air, "Huh? Is this your friend? Vegeta!"

"Hmph, what friend, I am a god, a majestic god of destruction, Mr. Beerus!" Birus was not happy when he heard it.

How could he be a shitty friend with a Saiyan.

"Oh ho ho ho ho, Master Beerus, don't you think that cannibals are soft-mouthed and short-handed?" Wes stood behind and laughed.

"Hmph!" Beerus snorted heavily, and turned his head to look away.

"Hello! I'm the angel Weiss!" Weiss performed a standard etiquette to Bulma, introducing himself in a gentle manner.

"Oh" Bulma nodded, since she was looking for Vegeta, then she didn't care, she casually ordered the servant to bring some refreshments, and went about her own business.

"So? Vegeta, why haven't you come to deliver food?" Beerus looked at Vegeta with dangerous eyes.

"Didn't I tell Weiss that if you want to eat, you can come to Earth and choose it yourself?" Vegeta turned his attention to Weiss.

Seeing that the eyes of the two were focused on him, Weiss looked up and pointed his index finger at his chin to play innocent, "Did you say that? Why didn't I know?"

"." Vegeta and Beerus were silent for a moment, the pot was thrown away.

During the silence, the servant had already placed tea and pastries on the tea table under the sun umbrella.

"Yo yo. Dessert." Billus moved his nose slightly, and quickly walked towards the tea.

Weiss picked up the teacup gracefully and sat on the chair, more naturally than in his own home.

"What's the most delicious thing on earth? It's so exciting to think about it!" Weiss smiled and couldn't help reaching out to touch his cheek.

"That's right, hurry up and take us to eat something delicious, you won't be wasting our time!" Birus swept away the dessert.

"Oh!" Weiss looked at the empty plate and said in surprise, "Master Beerus, how can you eat alone?"

"Who made your speed too slow!!" Billus retorted confidently.

"Then what do you want to eat?" Vegeta asked as he landed on the balcony with his arms folded.

"What's delicious?" Beerus asked back, he was not familiar with the earth, what did he know?

Vegeta, who couldn't figure it out, led the two to find Bulma. Bulma looked at the yellow leaves falling on the tree outside the window, and tentatively put forward his own opinions.

"Let's eat hot pot, the weather is getting colder!"

In less than half an hour, a stove had been set up on the balcony, and the hot mandarin duck pot had begun to boil.

"Just add whatever you want to eat, put it in and rinse it." Bulma saw that Weiss and Beerus didn't know what to do, so he demonstrated with his hands.

The two quickly learned, dipped in the material, blew it, and put it in the mouth

"Mmm, it's delicious!!" Weiss couldn't help exclaiming.

"Delicious." Beerus said simply, and then speeded up, leaving only countless afterimages of the waving chopsticks.

"Damn, save some for me!" Vegeta couldn't help yelling when he saw that the ingredients were decreasing rapidly.

"Haha." Bulma looked at the three of them and laughed out loud.

"Is Master Beerus here?" Sun Wukong, who was in mid-air, landed on the balcony, and looked at several people in surprise.

Unexpectedly, Beerus and Weiss came to the earth again, so can he get their guidance and practice without sending food?

Sun Wukong, who didn't think too much, looked at the food that was quickly eliminated, he didn't care so much, and quickly joined the queue for fighting for food.

"Haha. There's more, there are a lot of ingredients in the kitchen!" Bulma couldn't help laughing out loud seeing the image of the wolves rushing to eat.

Vegeta, who was full, looked at Monkey King coldly, "What are you doing here? Just to eat and drink?"

What a poor fellow!

"Um, what am I here for?"

Sun Wukong touched his protruding belly and thought about it for a long time without getting entangled, "Forget it. Maybe it's not a very important thing!"

He jumped up and looked at Birus excitedly, "Master Birus, can you compete with me again?"

"Hmph, I came to Earth to enjoy delicious food, not to fight!" Beerus picked his teeth with a toothpick contentedly, and looked at Monkey King with contempt.

"Ah, how can this be? It's not easy to meet you!" Sun Wukong lowered his head in frustration.

"Oh ho ho ho, Wukong, did you find any delicious food?" Weiss sipped his tea gracefully, and looked at Monkey King meaningfully.

"Hey, it's too poor." Sun Wukong's expression became even more depressed. Unexpectedly, he was also troubled by money.

"Hehe. By the way, I remembered. Last time, the Martial Arts Association awarded an award to the whole world. It was said to be a prize for those yellow-haired people who brought peace to save the earth."

Seeing Bulma talking and walking towards the house, Sun Wukong turned to look at Vegeta in confusion, "What? What award?"

"Ask me - why? I don't know these trifles!" Vegeta turned his head in disgust.

Bulma quickly came out with the box and put it in Sun Wukong's hand, "There are [-] million in it!"

Under Sun Wukong's suspicious eyes, Bulma explained, "Because Vegeta left his name, those people came to me, but our family is not short of money, so we don't want it."

"Then I'll make the decision and give it all to you. After all, both you and Gohan contributed a lot, and the rest of you didn't."

"You don't mind my arbitrariness!" Bulma stuck out his tongue at Vegeta and Monkey King.

"It doesn't matter!" Vegeta stood aside with his arms folded and said indifferently.

"[-] million. How many hundred thousand?" Sun Wukong counted with his fingers, forgiving that he never went to school!

"A thousand!" Bulma answered directly without even thinking about it. Her high IQ didn't even bother to think about this kind of elementary school student's question.

"What, a thousand?" Sun Wukong was taken aback, and looked at Bulma in disbelief, "Too many."

"Ah, a lot?" Bulma also looked at Monkey King in surprise, how could a mere [-] million be too much.