"Aha!"
With a cry of triumph, she finally pulled a round, pocket watch-like object out of one of the breast pockets. The Dragonball Radar.
"Great! Can I go then, okay? The sooner we start the better!" demanded Vegeta.
"Well, not so stormy, friend, first we want to test it ... Yep, it works! There you have it."
"Too generous."
"Yes, yes, what not to do ..."
Vegeta could only shake his head. People! Less than five minutes later he was in the air and on his way south to collect the next Dragon Ball.-----

What do you think Is the story still worth reading? I'm curious about what you have to say about it!

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