Dragon Ball: My power level has been maxed out!

However, Vegeta quickly realized what was going on.

He stopped moving.

This is fucking...

I'm already on a spaceship, what do I have to be afraid of!

That bastard Solo deliberately connected to my communication line.

Are you trying to humiliate me this way?

Vegeta clenched his fist, his knuckles cracking.

"Snapped!"

Vegeta gently patted the speaker with his hand.

He smashed the speaker to pieces, and the fragments were scattered throughout the cabin.

With blood and tears streaming down his face, Vegeta could finally get a good night's sleep.

He leaned back in his seat and closed his eyes.

However, as Vegeta slept, he started having nightmares again.

In his dream, Vegeta felt that he was surrounded by white light.

A vast expanse of white, stretching to the horizon.

I can't see anything.

No matter which direction he ran, the white light followed him like a shadow.

"what……"

Vegeta screamed and woke up from his nightmare.

He was breathing heavily, his chest heaving violently.

My forehead and back were covered in cold sweat, and my clothes were soaked through.

His expression was extremely ugly, and his lips were trembling.

"You bastard! Zoro!" Vegeta roared in fury, his body trembling even more violently. "I, Vegeta, will never forgive you!"

……

Earth.

"alright."

Solo stepped off the spaceship with a faint smile on his face and turned to look at the people present.

"Hello, Zoro." Goku thanked him solemnly, "Thank you for driving the Saiyans away... I can sense that you don't seem like a bad person."

"Actually, I'm inherently good." Soro took a deep breath and sighed, "It was all Vegeta and the others who forced me... to be on a primitive planet, accompanying... well, it's all in the past, let's not talk about it anymore!"

Bick: "..."

Klin: "..."

Son Gohan: "..."

The three of them were speechless and silently complained to themselves.

You are not a bad person, but that doesn't mean you are kind.

You made Vegeta cry.

And even after he left, you still humiliated him through a communicator.

Klin's lips twitched, and he turned his face away.

Bick remained expressionless, but his eye twitched slightly.

Son Gohan tilted his head, looked at Zoro, then at Son Goku, his little face full of confusion.

"But it's a pity." Sun Wukong sighed softly, a little disappointed, and scratched his head. "I was hoping to have a good fight with that Saiyan named Vegeta."

"There will be opportunities in the future," Solo smiled.

As they were talking, a huge airship sped towards them from a distance.

The roar of engines grew louder as the airship's shadow swept across the land.

"Ah...it's Miss Bulma and the others!" Krillin smiled and waved his hand towards the sky.

"Is Bulma here?" Goku looked up at the sky and grinned.

The airship descended slowly, and the airflow stirred up dust from the ground.

"Creak!"

The hatch opened, and white mist gushed out from the gaps.

"call out!"

A woman rushed out of the airship like a gust of wind.

She rushed to Gohan's side at lightning speed and hugged him tightly.

Solo glanced in the direction of the airship and saw several familiar faces.

They are: Bulma, Chi-Chi, Master Roshi, and Master Korin.

The person who just ran towards Son Gohan was none other than Son Goku's wife, Chi-Chi.

"Mom..." Gohan's lips twitched slightly, and his body stiffened.

"Gohan, are you alright?" Chi-Chi quickly checked Gohan's body, her hands moving over his body to see if he was injured.

"I...I'm fine, Mom," Gohan said somewhat shyly, his face slightly flushed. "I'm not hurt."

"It's so pitiful that you got dragged into this battle!" Kiki said in a low voice, her eyes reddening. "I'll never let you leave Mommy again!"

"I... I'm really okay, Mom..." Gohan scratched his head and looked to Goku for help.

Sun Wukong coughed lightly and looked away.

"And this is..." Master Roshi stepped forward, watching Zoro warily.

His hands were behind his back, his brows were slightly furrowed, and his gaze swept over Solo.

"Grandpa." Sun Wukong quickly pulled Zoro aside and introduced him to everyone with a warm smile. "This is our new friend, also a Saiyan, named Zoro."

"Solo?" Bulma was slightly taken aback and tilted her head.

She looked Solo up and down, her gaze sweeping from his face to his feet and back again, a thoughtful expression on her face.

"Bulma, what's wrong?" Krillin asked in a low voice, leaning close to Bulma. "Did you see a handsome guy and fall for him?"

"I feel like I've heard of this person somewhere before..." Bulma murmured, tapping her chin with her finger.

"Maybe it's just a coincidence of names?" Klin guessed.

"I don't know..." Bulma's gaze lingered on Solo for a few seconds.

Her eyes suddenly lit up.

"But just like you said, he's really handsome!" Bulma immediately put on a fangirl expression, cupping her hands to her chest. "He's exactly my type!"

Klin: "..."

Krillin's lips twitched, and he looked at Bulma speechlessly.

Then he looked at Solo, and then at Bulma.

Finally, he sighed and shook his head.

Being handsome is definitely an advantage!

Bulma seems to have really fallen for her.

She had never acted like this when she saw a handsome guy before.

Krillin coughed lightly, but Bulma ignored him completely.

"Hello." Bulma stepped forward, her steps light and quick, a shy smile on her face.

She stretched out her hand, her fingers slightly curled, and her voice was several octaves lower than usual.

"I'm Bulma, I'm 18 years old! Nice to meet you."

After speaking, her face flushed slightly, and she lowered her head, glancing upwards at Solo.

Solo: "..."

Solo's face darkened.

I know you're Bulma, but saying you're 18 this year is a bit much!

You're 28 this year, right?

Soro's gaze lingered on Bulma's face for a second, and his lips twitched.

"Hello……"

Solo didn't refuse and reached out to shake hands with Bulma.

Solo originally intended to steal Bulma away, leaving Vegeta all alone.

However, considering her age, and her actions in the original storyline...

I reckon that pig Le Ping has already taken it, right?

Solo wasn't really interested.

I have 100 cat-eared beauties, isn't that great?

Solo merely shook her hand politely before letting go.

He swiftly and decisively pulled his hand away from Bulma's palm.

Bulma paused for a moment, her lips moved as if she wanted to say something.

"Miss Bulma."

Klin interjected at the opportune moment, his expression turning serious.

"Everyone except us was killed."

He sighed softly, lowered his head, and clenched his fist.

"We'll revive them using the Dragon Balls a year later." Bulma glared at Krillin, her brows furrowing slightly, a hint of impatience in her voice. "Did you really need to tell me this separately?"

……

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