Dragon Ball: I Can Obtain the Memories of a Boss

“He is three years further into the future than I am in; he has returned to four years ago.”

He arrived here a year earlier than him.

Who is it?

Chapter 119 The Truth, the Siblings' Choice

Trunks left the driver's seat, seeking a sense of direction, and passed the question to Su Ming.

With a teacher around, anything can be solved.

"Teacher, what should we do now?"

The situation is too complicated. Right now, they have no idea who came to the past or whether the time machine is his.

What will happen in the future?

If the being who came from the time machine is an enemy, then what about him in the future?

My mind is a mess.

"Let's take the items back first and check them to see if any cells remain, and see if we can find any clues."

"it is good."

The three of them returned with the time machine.

Bulma immediately began testing the time machine.

All waiting.

"What happened?"

Numbers 17 and 18 came, originally planning to leave today, but seeing Su Ming and the others leave in a hurry, they hurriedly returned.

I still came over and asked.

"Someone else has come from the future."

Su Ming replied.

Trunks stood to the side, glanced at them, then turned his head away, no longer displaying the hostility he had shown before.

The future No. 17 and No. 18 will not be them.

"Again?"

Numbers 17 and 18 stared wide-eyed. Over the past three days, they had come to understand why Trunks had been so hostile towards them.

But the future them will not be the present them.

"Xiao Ming, something terrible has happened."

Bulma, wearing a white coat, rushed over, clutching a stack of test data tightly in her hand, her face showing urgency.

"what's wrong?"

Bulma glanced at numbers 17 and 18, her heart skipped a beat, she hadn't expected them to be here, still there, and at the same time she handed the test data in her hand to Su Ming.

"A large number of genetic residues were detected on the time machine, not just from one person, but from no fewer than ten people."

Trunks couldn't believe it.

Even if you squeeze every inch of the space in the time machine, it can only accommodate three people at most.

How could there possibly be so many genes?

Su Ming directly looked at the final results, and just as Bulma had said, it contained a large number of human genes.

Su Ming, Sun Wukong, Vegeta...

Could it be it?

A look of worry welled up in Bulma's deep blue eyes.

"It's that guy. There can't be anyone else but him."

"who is it?"

Trunks asked urgently.

Numbers 17 and 18 also turned their attention to this place, feeling a sense of unease, as if something bad was about to happen.

"Cell."

One sentence excited Trunks.

How can this be.

He clearly witnessed with his own eyes that in the future, Uncle Goku, with his amazing Super Saiyan 3 form, killed Cell, leaving not a single cell or gene behind. Even if he possessed Namekian genes, there was absolutely no possibility of him being resurrected.

In his excitement, Trunks snatched the test data from Su Ming's hand.

At a glance.

The whole person was stunned.

As Bulma said, they have an absurd number of genes.

There is only one possibility for this situation to occur.

It really is Cell; only he possesses everyone's genes.

Numbers 17 and 18, who were standing nearby, were also stunned.

They could not forget what they had heard in Dr. Gro's basement.

Cell needs to absorb them in order to evolve into his perfect form.

They thought that Cell, having been completely destroyed within the embryo before he even appeared, would not pose a threat to them.

But now.

Another crisis struck, and the thought of Cell and the others sent chills down my spine.

The two looked at each other.

They tacitly remained silent and began to back away little by little.

Cell's arrival means there is now a crisis. There are many ways to stop Cell from evolving into his perfect form, but there is one that is the simplest.

Kill them.

As long as those two are killed, no matter how strong Cell grows, it will never happen again.

Even after spending three days together, they did not fully trust Su Ming and the others.

"Where are you going?!"

Trunks suddenly looked up, staring with eagle eyes, as if if they dared to take another step, the sword behind him would be drawn and torn to pieces.

"Now that the self-destruct device inside us has been removed, it's not appropriate to disturb you any further. Thank you for your help. We'll be leaving now."

"Stop! You can't leave now."

Trunks could not forget that Mirai possessed the power to destroy everything simply by absorbing the bodies of Androids 17 and 18 after their deaths.

I have personally experienced just how terrifying Cell in his complete form truly is.

They are both alive and well now, but if they are absorbed by Cell, who is lurking in the shadows, it will be an irreversible crisis.

He must prevent this crisis.

We must never repeat the mistakes of the past; we must always remain safe and sound, and avoid any crises.

The two ignored Trunks' words, having already realized that among their group, Su Ming was the one who truly held the power.

Only he, and only he, can make that decision.

Trix also turned his attention to the teacher.

"To stay or to leave is up to you."

Numbers 17 and 18 beamed with joy.

They never expected that Su Ming would actually keep his promise and not stop them.

"teacher!!!"

Trunks panicked.

How can we let them go? Even if we don't kill them, we must keep them under strict surveillance to prevent Cell from absorbing them and becoming the complete form.

Bulma looked up at him, but not with doubt, but with trust.

She believed in all the decisions Su Ming made.

"It's alright. Even if Cell absorbs both of them and becomes the Perfect Cell, I will handle everything. I will not become the future you are in now."

As he said this, he exuded confidence, as if he could talk and laugh and easily resolve any potential catastrophes that might occur at any moment.

Numbers 17 and 18 thanked them and turned to leave without hesitation.

Trunks wanted to stop him, but the teacher had already spoken, and he couldn't say anything more.

They could only let the two of them leave.