Dragon Ball: My power level has been maxed out

Chapter 99 Shocking! Two Divine Dragons Appear Simultaneously!

“Our strength is very weak, so we usually increase our numbers a little to make a show of force!” Pibala explained, a helpless smile curving his lips and a slight shrug on his shoulders.

"So that's how it is..." Vegeta suddenly realized, his brows relaxed, and the corners of his mouth turned down slightly.

"Who is the Grand Elder of your Adrat now?" Solo asked, arms crossed, his gaze fixed on Pibala's onion-shaped head.

“There is no Grand Elder in Yadrat now!” Pibala replied, shaking his head. “The previous Grand Elder passed away not long ago, and a new Grand Elder will be chosen in the next few decades.”

"Does it really take this long to elect a Grand Elder?" Solo exclaimed.

“Of course.” Pibala nodded seriously, his gaze becoming solemn. “After all, the Grand Elder needs to consider various factors before taking office. If he takes office easily, it will have a negative impact on the entire race.”

"Why not train the next Grand Elder while he is still alive?" Solo asked again, his brows furrowing slightly.

“If we do that, it will inevitably lead to a power struggle between the next Grand Elder and the current Grand Elder,” Pibala replied, spreading his hands at his sides, palms up. “Therefore, all of us Yadrats will elect a new Grand Elder after the previous one passes away. This transition period is necessary.”

Solo opened his mouth, then closed it again, speechless for a moment.

The people on this planet are so strange.

"So, what skills do you want to learn?" Pibara changed the subject, his gaze sweeping over Zoro, Goku, and Vegeta.

"What skills do you all have?" Sun Wukong asked expectantly, leaning forward slightly and clenching his fists at his sides.

"Skills..." Pibala drawled, a mysterious smile spreading across his face.

As soon as he finished speaking, more than a dozen onion-shaped figures who looked similar to him suddenly appeared around him.

Those figures emerged from the air, like ink dots spreading in a traditional Chinese ink painting, silently and without a trace.

The problem is that these onion heads all have different expressions.

Some smiled, their lips curving upwards; some were serious, their brows furrowed; some were curious, their eyes wide; some were languid, their eyes half-closed.

Just like a real clone, it is not an unchanging replica.

Sun Wukong's eyes widened, his mouth opened, revealing a look of surprise, his pupils reflecting the layers of figures.

Vegeta was also lost in thought, his brow furrowed into a small knot, his gaze shifting back and forth between the onion heads.

“This is proliferation,” Pibar explained, his arms outstretched as if embracing something, showing the identical figures around him.

Solo said nothing, but stepped forward and walked to the onion dome that Pibara had split off from.

He reached out and gently patted the man on the shoulder.

When the palm landed, it felt warm and soft, just like a real person.

"Not bad, it looks almost exactly like the real thing!" Solo exclaimed, withdrawing his hand and rubbing his fingers together, feeling the lingering warmth.

"Is this equivalent to the clone technique?" Sun Wukong scratched his head and asked.

“It’s different from the clone technique!” Pibala shook his head and held up a finger in front of him. “With the clone technique, the pain of the clone is separate from that of the original body. But this is different. All the sensations of these multiplied bodies will be present in my original body.”

“I’ll give it a try,” Solo said, walking up to one of the onion-shaped figures, reaching out and pinching the man’s arm hard.

Tighten your fingertips and rotate half a circle.

"Ow"

Pibala and all the onion-headed men who looked just like him gasped in surprise. A dozen of them clutched their arms, their faces contorted in pain, wincing and gasping for breath.

Solo released his grip and took a half step back.

"I understand." Solo nodded, indicating that he understood.

Pibala rubbed his arm, his eyes red, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

He felt like crying but couldn't, he felt terrible, and his lips trembled slightly.

Is this how you conduct an experiment?

It hurts a lot, okay?

"So, this skill seems to have no other use besides scaring people, right?" Sun Wukong scratched his head, rubbed his fingers on his scalp a couple of times, and felt that this skill was useless.

“You don’t understand!” Pibala shook his head and pointed his finger in the direction of Sun Wukong.

Then he leaned close to Solo's ear, stood on tiptoe, and whispered a few words with his lips almost touching Solo's ear.

The voice was very low, like the wind rustling through leaves, and only Solo could hear it.

Solo's face suddenly turned red.

Oh? Is that even possible?

"Got it, Mr. Solo?" Pibara chuckled, raising an eyebrow and a cryptic glint in his eyes. "In that case, as the god of the planet Arantis, you can..."

Solo's face turned from red to black, like a summer sky suddenly filled with dark clouds, and his whole face darkened.

"Want to give it a try?" Pibala suggested, his smile eerily wide, his mouth stretching almost to his ears, his eyes narrowed into slits.

"Go away." Solo waved his hand, as if shooing away a fly, indicating that Pibara could get lost. "I'm not interested in this kind of thing!"

What kind of terrible idea is this?

Isn't it nice for me to be alone?

Why do we need to produce so many more?

"Really not going to give it a try?" Pibala asked, still unwilling to give up, rubbing his hands together in front of him.

"If you say that again, I'll throw you into outer space," Solo said, his face dark, his voice squeezed out from between his teeth, his eyes like two knives.

"I didn't say anything!" Pibala was startled and hurriedly waved his hands, taking a half step back, with fine beads of sweat appearing on his forehead.

He paused, coughed lightly, and then continued the previous topic: "Next is gigantification!"

"Shh!"

As Pibala finished speaking, his body suddenly grew larger.

His muscles swelled, his bones elongated, and his white robe stretched taut, the fabric making a soft tearing sound.

In an instant, Pibala transformed into a person about five meters tall, standing there like a small mountain.

His shadow fell, enveloping Solo and his two companions in darkness.

"Huh? It's suddenly gotten so big." Sun Wukong was astonished, looking up at Pibala with his neck almost snapping.

He then shook his head, his gaze becoming serious: "However, although the body has grown larger, the aura has not increased."

"Hmph, it's just for show." Vegeta smiled contemptuously, his lips slightly downturned, and he crossed his arms. "It doesn't increase your fighting power, unlike our Saiyan Great Ape transformation, which increases our fighting power."

Clearly, he wasn't very interested in the gigantification skill and looked away.

"This change is somewhat similar to Piccolo's giant form..." Goku stroked his chin, deep in thought.

"Is there anything else?" Solo asked.

“And shrinking magic!” Pibala said, his body rapidly shrinking.

As bones shrink and muscles contract, height seems to be pressed down by an invisible hand.

In an instant, Pibala shrank to only about one meter in height, becoming much smaller, like a short, squatting gourd.

He looked up at Solo, his neck stretched out as far as it could go.

"Is this the limit?" Solo asked.

“Yes, shrinking to this extent is already the limit!” Pibala nodded, a hint of regret in his eyes.

Solo thought about it and also felt that this skill wasn't very useful.

It seems that the best skill on the planet Adelaide is teleportation.

"It seems these skills aren't very useful." Sun Wukong looked disappointed, spreading his hands at his sides and slumping his shoulders even lower.

“There’s one more.” Pibala’s eyes lit up, as if he had remembered some treasure.

Then, with a flash, his figure disappeared from the spot, leaving not even a trace.

The air trembled slightly, and only a faint footprint remained where he had stood.

In an instant, Pibala appeared behind Sun Wukong, his hands behind his back, a smug smile on his lips, like a cat that had stolen a fish.

"Huh?" Sun Wukong was stunned, a look of shock on his face, his pupils contracted slightly, and his body suddenly turned around.

"This is called teleportation!" Pibala explained with a smile, spreading his palms out in front of him with his fingers spread wide.

"This is good!" Sun Wukong nodded vigorously, his eyes shining, and a big smile spreading across his face.

“Good, let’s learn this.” Solo smiled slightly, crossed his arms, and nodded slightly.

“Okay…” Pibala did not object and explained, “Actually, all of this is achieved through the movement, division, and expansion of Splito. Almost all the Yadratians can do this.”

"What is Sprite?" Sun Wukong asked, puzzled, tilting his head and frowning slightly.

“In Earth terms, it’s called ki,” Pibala explained, tapping his temple with his finger. “Perfect mastery of ki.”

"So it's qi!" Sun Wukong suddenly realized, his eyes shining like two stars. "Then please teach us, thank you very much!"

“No problem!” Pibala readily agreed, clasping his hands together in front of him and bowing slightly.

Afterwards, Zoro, Goku, and Vegeta stayed on Planet Yardrat to begin learning the perfect mastery of ki.

During this time, Solo contacted Bulma through the spaceship's communication system and told her everything that had happened.

……

Earth.

Bulma took all the Namekians into her home.

In the spacious courtyard, the blue lawn was neatly trimmed, like a huge green carpet.

The fountain gleamed in the sunlight, and water droplets spewed from the statue's mouth, falling into the pool with a crisp sound.

The elder sat in a specially made chair, his body sunk into the soft cushions, his cloudy eyes half-closed.

Neru stood behind him, arms crossed, his gaze sweeping over everyone in the yard.

The other Namekians were scattered around, some standing, some sitting, and some resting with their eyes closed.

One hundred and thirty days passed in this way.

The Namekian Dragon Balls have been restored.