A Bizarre Adventure Starting with One-Punch Man

Just then, a faint breeze swept through the sealed flagship control room.

brush!

"Huh?" ×2

Leaving Frieza aside, Dodoria, with a fighting power of 22,000, is a rare expert in the universe. He soon discovered that a strong and tall blond figure had inexplicably appeared in the cabin!

"Oh ho ho ho," the king looked at the suddenly appearing Johnson, a little unsure of his true intentions, and said calmly, "A guest has arrived, Mr. Dodoria."

Frieza is cunning and treacherous. He enjoys using his normal size to play the fool and amuse his enemies in their dying moments.

Although Dodoria was startled, he still stepped forward obediently, standing in front of Frieza with apparent loyalty, and nervously demanded, "W-who are you!"

The King wasn't wearing an "energy detector" in the cabin, but Dodoria was. He quickly activated the detection mode and looked at Johnson.

"?????"

Ok?

What's with those five question marks?

What about combat power stats?

Dodoriya was completely baffled. His detector was the latest model, and it shouldn't have malfunctioned so easily!

Johnson examined the evil emperor in the baby chair up close; beneath the sharp, demonic horns was a gloomy face that inspired fear.

Purple skin, red eyes, dark purple lips, and two narrow, bloody tear streaks on her face.

Thick, defensive carapaces grow on the head, shoulders, torso, arms, and other parts of the body.

The snake-like purple tail gently patted the wall of the baby chair, showing that he was quite curious about Johnson.

In conclusion, its small size is extremely deceptive.

At first glance, it seems ugly, but after looking at it for a while, it's actually kind of ugly-cute.

As Johnson sized up Frieza, Frieza also stared at him with great interest.

The fact that this tall man could appear silently among the flagship guarded by the army clearly meant he was no pushover.

Especially that dazzling golden hair that stood straight up, which seemed both glaring and familiar to Frieza, giving rise to a strange sense of dread.

It's like I've seen it somewhere before...

"Lord Frieza!"

Seeing that the "energy detector" still showed no combat power, Dodoria straightened up.

He frowned, looking Johnson up and down, when suddenly a thought struck him. He said to Frieza, "Lord Frieza, look at this man, doesn't he look like an extinct Saiyan? Uh... except he doesn't have a tail! And his hair color is different too!"

(⊙д⊙)

Frieza's eyes widened, and the more he looked, the more convinced he became that Dodoria's words were true: "Now that you mention it, Mr. Dodoria, it is indeed very similar..."

“No need to guess, Lord Frieza,” Johnson interrupted their speculation with a smile, “His Highness Vegeta asked me to give you his regards.”

?

Dodoria: !!

Frieza: !!

As soon as he finished speaking, the entire cabin seemed to freeze in time, and the flow of time suddenly slowed down.

With a flash of light and shadow, Dodoria was swept past by Johnson like a wooden stake. Frieza, whose normal combat power was 53, was not much better off. He only felt that the man in front of him was walking towards him at a normal speed, but the actual speed was so fast that it suffocated him!

Amidst the bizarre sensory contrast, Johnson's hand landed on Frieza's shoulder with a seemingly slow but actually swift motion. The latter looked up in astonishment and saw a kindly smiling face.

With a friendly smile, he put his arm around the king's shoulder, clenched his right fist, and the next moment—

A short burst of force, and the gut is ripped open—

"A deliberate, powerful punch!"

The aircraft disguised as a baby chair was the first to be hit, instantly shattered by the destructive force of the punch!

A fist enveloped in golden flames gently pressed against Frieza's lower abdomen. The natural armor, strong enough to withstand the frontal bombardment of a planet-destroying cannon, was breached as if made of paper. Frieza's back bulged high, and his eyes bulged out in pain!

puff--

A mouthful of purple blood spurted out, and light shone from Qiao Sen's hand, materializing an empty test tube that precisely caught the purple blood that was flying through the air.

"enough."

The Stand ability was activated, and the test tube filled with blood transformed back into a fantasy card and disappeared.

Johnson then put Frieza down and, under Dodoria's horrified gaze, sincerely thanked him: "Thank you for your generosity, Your Majesty. Prince Vegeta wishes you a pleasant life."

Vegeta, who is currently training on Earth: Achoo! Achoo!!

—Oh no, there's something dirty here!!

As he spoke, he raised his hand and pressed it to his brow, his figure blurring and disappearing from sight.

Time flow returned to normal, and the powerful gust of wind generated by the punch that transcended time caused the alloy walls to dent and various devices to fly around, instantly turning the interior of the spaceship into an accident scene.

Frieza's body, sent flying, crashed down along with the broken baby chair. Dodoria stared at the pool of purple blood on the ground as if he had seen a ghost, unable to imagine how Frieza, who normally possessed a power level of 53, could have been injured!

So much so that when his master fell to the ground in a disheveled state, he was stunned and didn't go to help him up.

"Cough cough cough..."

With a loud thud, Frieza's sturdy head slammed into the solid alloy floor, leaving a deep dent.

"Lord Frieza!!"

Chapter 287 The blond heartthrob returns to Z City

"...Lord Frieza!!"

Only then did Dodoria hear Frieza coughing painfully as he clutched his stomach, and she hurriedly went over to help him up.

—Damn it!

—Even my dad has never hit me like that!

Frieza felt excruciating pain, as if his internal organs were being torn apart, and he couldn't help but roar in anger within himself.

"Do you know anything about that guy who suddenly appeared... Mr. Dodoria?"

Dodoria, sweating profusely, helped Frieza to his feet, trembling slightly, and said with a pained expression, "Well, I don't know either, Lord Frieza!"

"Damn it... how dare he send assassins to kill me, that damned Vegeta!!" Frieza caught his breath, his eyes blazing with fury, and let out a piercing scream, "Issue a maximum warrant for his arrest! Have the Legion issue a warrant for Vegeta's arrest throughout the entire galaxy! That damned Saiyan! This time, he will not be let off!!"

"Yes!!"

……

Earth, Western Capital.

Capsule Corporation's Artificial Human Research Institute.

This newly built research institute is located in the courtyard of the Brief Mansion. In reality, it is a capsule that was used to store Bulma's laboratory and then converted the Dr. Gro's research institute, which was seized from the North, into a capsule room and placed there.

With cutting-edge technology at your fingertips, it's that simple.

"Qiao Sen?"

Bulma, dressed in a white lab coat, looked up and saw Johnson enter. She stopped what she was doing in surprise and said, "Didn't you say you were going to search for an important genetic material in space? How come you're back so soon?"

"I remember you just summoned Shenron!"

“Don’t worry about the details.” Johnson opened his hand, and a test tube containing purple blood appeared out of thin air. “With this, the genetic map of the strongest warrior in the blueprint calculation will be complete.”

"Ok."

Bulma shrugged and readily accepted the test tube, skillfully inserting it into a large, flashing instrument and operating it on the control panel.

The purple blood in the test tube was slowly injected into the machine. Next, the machine would extract the King's cell genes according to the predetermined program and add them to the blueprint along with the genomes of other Z Fighters for the next step of decomposition and modification.

Like many other pieces of equipment in the research institute, this machine was marked with the "RR" logo representing the Red Ribbon Army, but after Bulma took over, it was naturally replaced with the Capsule Corporation's logo, "CAPSULE".

"It's incredible that they can create warriors stronger than Goku and his friends just by using machines."

The machine began to operate on its own under the control of the computer program. Bulma couldn't help but exclaim, "Dr. Gro is a bad guy, but his research results are truly amazing."

"They'll stop at nothing to get revenge, but like you said, technology isn't a matter of good or evil."

"I'll say this after glancing at the hibernation pod connected to the machine," Johnson said.

In two of the cabins, the siblings Lapis and Lazuli slept peacefully. These two handsome young people would later become Androids 17 and 18.

However, for now, they are just ordinary people who were captured by Dr. Gro and semi-mechanized as test subjects.

"By the way, the core code related to their subconscious behavioral patterns has been modified, right?"

Upon hearing Johnson's question, Bulma gave him a "who are you underestimating?" look and said, "Of course, it was all sorted out last night. I changed the original 'defeat Goku' to 'protect the Earth'."

"The core code is set up like this, just how much does Dr. Gero hate Goku?!"

Upon hearing Bulma's remark, Johnson couldn't help but chuckle.

Dr. Gero can be said to be the mastermind behind the Red Ribbon Army. His hard-earned business was completely destroyed by Goku with just one stick. How could he not hate him?

I chatted with Bulma for a while and told her that she must do a good job of providing psychological counseling for the androids.