'Sure, the fact that I'm a human fundamentally limits me in alot of ways... even if I did train my hardest day in and day out I'd never catch up...' The bluenette stares up at the ceiling, feeling discouraged even if only for a moment... before a eureka moment strikes her. "That's it!" The chair nearly falls out from under her as Bulma sits up abruptly, grabbing a scrap piece of paper and beginning to scribble some notes and ideas down onto it.
"If my biology is going to limit me, I just need to engineer some sort or workaround! I could probably coerce Vegeta into letting me borrow some of his DNA and trying to infuse it with my own... or I could just make some sort of non-harmful steroid that promotes muscle growth and ups my appetite to let me get more calories..." Still, though, that one is just a temporary fix. She'd have to take it regularly. "Maybe... I can alter the sequence of my genetic code directly, and make the changes at the lowest level of my body... doing it that way would guarantee results."
'There are pros and cons to all of them, and they all have inevitably varied rates of success... but I could get my desired result from any of the three...'
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