"what--"

Without warning, Johnson lifted Raditz up and punched him hard in the ribs. The cracking sound of bones breaking was clearly audible. The excruciating pain that went deep into the bone marrow was so intense that even the Saiyan, who called himself a warrior race, couldn't withstand it and let out a shrill scream on the spot.

This left not only Raditz, who was coughing up blood, stunned, but also everyone else speechless.

"So, so irritable!"

Wow, that's so stylish!

Krillin and Bulma exclaimed in surprise at the same time. The two old friends then exchanged a disdainful look and turned their heads away.

—Hmph, weakling!

—Hmph, you scumbag!

"W-why?" Raditz looked at Johnson with a pained expression, a trickle of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth. "I was just about to ask you, can you read my thoughts!?"

“Correct, but there’s no reward,” Johnson released him and put him on the ground, patting him on the shoulder in a friendly manner. “If you want to die, you can keep cursing in your mind.”

"Damn it..."

After dealing with the unruly Raditz, Johnson raised his hand and summoned a fantasy card.

In the realm of consciousness, F-chan is still in a shutdown and upgrade state, but fortunately, his Stand ability remains the same as before and has not been suspended as a result.

Rice tahini beans!

Amidst the puzzled gazes of the crowd, a single-eye wearable energy detector appeared out of thin air in Qiao Sen's hand.

Latitz recognized it as his own, his eyes flashed, and he silently lowered his head.

Ignoring him, Johnson introduced the machine to the crowd: "This is a machine I seized from this guy. It's called an energy detector. Its function is to detect the energy reactions of living beings or other organisms within a certain range and convert the energy intensity into a combat power value for display."

"Combat strength?"

Just like children discovering a new toy, everyone curiously gathered around.

Although Bick stood at a distance, not wanting to be left out, he was also eavesdropping on what was happening.

"Come on, everyone, don't fight over it, let me see it first!"

As a mechanical genius, Bulma immediately handed the energy detector to Krillin, who was closest to her, and then rushed forward, overcoming all objections, to take the energy detector from Johnson.

"Let me see how it works... Hey, the structure is actually this simple!"

Everyone watched with bated breath as she fiddled with the energy detector over her left eye and looked at each of them one by one: "Come on, first up is that lecherous old man... 139, is that a high number?"

She turned around and asked, her gaze simultaneously locking onto Raditz's disdainful face, and exclaimed in surprise, "Wow! His combat power is actually 1190!"

"What!?" ×N

Master Roshi, the first one to be examined, looked a little embarrassed and said stiffly, "Uh... could it be a mistake? The difference isn't nearly ten times, is it?"

Everyone was shocked, but Raditz said arrogantly, "Foolish Earth woman, I am a high-ranking Saiyan warrior. My power level at my peak was as high as 1500... Pfft!"

Everyone: "..."

Johnson gracefully withdrew his smoking fist and chuckled, "Can't you speak properly?"

The frustrated Saiyan high-ranking warrior gritted his teeth and swallowed the blood in his mouth: "I... understand!"

Bulma's gaze locked onto the two of them, noticing that Raditz's combat power stat had decreased slightly after taking a punch, while Johnson's stat wasn't displayed at all. She immediately asked in confusion, "Hey, Johnson, why is your combat power a question mark?"

"My combat power is shielded by my superpowers," Johnson explained briefly. "Because this machine has a detection limit. When the combat power exceeds 20000, the chip may not be able to handle the computational load and explode."

"Huh? This thing can explode?"

Upon hearing that it might explode, Bulma's face paled in terror, and she immediately tried to remove the detector: "What the hell! How could alien machines be designed to be so dangerous!"

"What a joke!" Raditz, who was coughing up blood from the beating, couldn't hold back any longer. He stared wide-eyed at what he considered to be an arrogant Jonson. "You mean your power level is over 20,000 points? Impossible, absolutely impossible! Even Lord Vegeta's power level is only 18,000 points! Pfft..."

“That’s none of your business. Vegeta is the Saiyan prince he was just talking about,” Johnson said ruthlessly, throwing a punch. Raditz clutched his ribs and knelt down, automatically taking over the role of commentator under the awe-inspiring gazes of the crowd. He added, “By the way, if you ever get any equipment from aliens in the future, you should thoroughly check it. For example, this energy detector has another function: it can make real-time interstellar communications.”

Bulma nodded and said, "No wonder I saw a signal transmission mode in its underlying code that was different from Earth's. Was it also cut off by you, Johnson?"

"Yes."

"Wow, your superpower is really useful!"

Listening to their conversation, Raditz's face turned ashen.

Until now, his only hope is that Vegeta and Nappa will receive his message and come to Earth to rescue him or avenge him.

In retrospect, this hope was nothing but wishful thinking from the very beginning.

At this moment, human joys and sorrows are not shared.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing Bulma and Johnson's conversation.

I never expected these aliens to be so shrewd!

Chapter 242 Wukong's Determination

It's just a tiny energy detector, yet it's designed with hidden communication capabilities!

If someone is careless, wouldn't all of Earth's intelligence be exposed?

Piccolo, hands on hips: Oh right, right, right! It was me who leaked the information about Earth's Dragon Balls, which attracted Vegeta here!

"Wait a minute, Bulma, don't take that machine off yet!"

At that moment, Krillin approached, carrying Gohan, and said, "At least, let's take a look at everyone's fighting power levels!"

"Uh, okay then..."

Knowing this thing would explode, Bulma was a little reluctant, but since Krillin had spoken, she still looked at him: "So first up is... Gohan, 1 power level? That's normal, he's still just a kid! And then Krillin, wow, your power level is 206!"

Krillin's eyes lit up, and he exclaimed excitedly, "Really?! Does that mean I'm much stronger than Master Roshi now?!"

139...

Much stronger...

Master Roshi had a number that made him feel extremely frustrated, and coupled with Krillin's disrespectful behavior towards his master, his lips twitched repeatedly.

"Hey kid... is there a machine malfunction?"

Bulma ignored the gloomy Master Roshi and continued to point the scouter at the next target: "Next up is Goku... 334! Goku, you really are the strongest!"

"Really? Hahaha!" Sun Wukong scratched his head happily, then his expression turned serious as if he remembered something, and he looked at Raditz with a solemn gaze. "If what Raditz said is true, then my training is far from enough!"

"Hey, let's talk about that later! Who else was there last? Oh right! Piccolo Daimaō, his fighting power..."

Bulma, always an optimist, was so engrossed in the joy of her new toy that she became a little carried away and even walked up to Piccolo with her energy detector.

"...322! Phew—thankfully not as tall as Goku...Aaaaaah!"

However, Bick's icy gaze, as if it were mixed with ice shards, quickly made her realize what she was doing!

Bulma screamed and apologized on the spot, quickly slipping behind Goku and loudly proclaiming, "I-I'm so sorry!!"

"Humph……"

Bick gave a cold laugh, turned his head away, and said nothing.

Bulma, trembling under his glare, suddenly had a bright idea. She then set her sights on Johnson's powerful connections next door, jogged over, and said, "Johnson, here you go. You absolutely can't let that big devil do anything reckless..."

“Don’t worry, Miss Bulma,” Johnson smiled gently, his tall figure exuding an unparalleled sense of security, “With so many people here, Bick won’t do anything reckless.”

Hearing his words, Bick remained silent with a cold expression.

The quick-witted Bulma's eyes lit up; this thigh was indeed thick and strong enough!

Didn't you see? Even Piccolo Daimaō didn't dare to refute it!

"As for that little thing you have, you can keep it here for now. Oh, by the way..."

As Johnson spoke, he activated his Stand ability again, and a spherical flying vehicle about the height of a person materialized and landed on the ground with a "thud".

“And this is a Saiyan individual flying vehicle that can travel long distances in interstellar space. If you’re interested, you can study it together,” he said, raising his hand to tap the outer shell of the flying vehicle, making a muffled “bang” sound. “The life support system, power system, and other modules, as well as the spare high-performance combat suit, should all be beyond the current level of Earth.”

"These cosmic technologies are for me to research? That's wonderful!" Bulma's eyes lit up. "Scientific exploration definitely requires exposure to new things. Thank you, Johnson!"

Qiao Sen smiled and waved his hand, saying, "No need to thank me. Just don't forget to give me a copy when the research results come out."

"No problem!" Bulma waved her hand, exuding the domineering aura of the richest woman on Earth. "No matter what equipment you want in the future, Johnson, Capsule Corporation will take care of it all. I'll have my dad personally customize it for you!"

"Alright, then I'll accept without hesitation."

Seeing the two of them so happily reach a deal, Raditz, standing to the side, was speechless.

—That's mine too! All of these are mine!

Ignoring Raditz's inner roar, Johnson summoned Goku, Krillin, and Piccolo.

"Everyone, you can be said to be some of the strongest warriors on Earth in this world."

"You all heard what Raditz just said. He has two more Saiyan companions in the universe who are even more powerful."

"According to the information I obtained using my superpowers, those two Saiyans will arrive on Earth in about a year. If no one stops them, the consequences could be unimaginable."

After Johnson finished speaking calmly, the three people present, including Bick, fell into deep thought for a moment.

“Um, Johnson…” After a moment, Krillin looked up hesitantly and said, “I was wondering if you could help us resist that Saiyan invasion, after all…”

"Clin!"

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