Dragon Ball: My power level has been maxed out

"Polunga, I want to ask, what is the relationship between the people of the planet Arantis and Beerus or Champa?" Soro voiced his wish, his gaze fixed on Pollunga's red eyes.

Dandy stood to the side and translated it into Namekian, his voice crisp and clear.

Borunga remained silent for a moment, a subtle expression flashing across his dragon face.

Upon hearing the names of Champa and Beerus, Porunga's lips twitched again, and cold sweat trickled down his forehead.

Why are you asking about the privacy of these two destroyers again?

You're making me very nervous!

However, as a dragon, it can only obey orders unconditionally.

This is its duty, and also its destiny.

"In principle, both Lord Beerus and Lord Champa were born on the planet Atlantis," Porunga answered, his voice low and slow. "In the early days, there were many different breeds of cats on Atlantis, not much different from the cats on Earth. Later, one breed, called the tabby cat, slowly evolved into humans on Atlantis, which is what Mr. Solo is seeing now. The other breeds of cats failed in the evolutionary process and gradually became extinct in the course of history."

Solo stroked his chin.

So, the cat-eared beauties are actually humanoids evolved from tabby cats.

No wonder their ears look a bit like those of a tabby cat.

Short, fluffy, and pointed, just like the tabby cats on Earth.

"So, have all the cats of the same breed as Lord Champa and Lord Beerus gone extinct?" Solo asked again.

"Is this your second wish?" Porunga asked, his red eyes completely unmoved.

Solo opened his mouth, then closed it again.

Elder Muli stood to the side, his lips twitching slightly.

The Namekians present were speechless and looked at each other in bewilderment.

If I make another wish, I'll have to wait another 130 days to move out.

"Never mind, that's not my wish. I was just asking casually." Solo waved his hand, gesturing twice in front of him.

Basically, all the necessary questions have been asked, and this question isn't very important to Solo.

The answer doesn't affect his current life.

In short, Solo has basically figured out the general development of the planet Atlantis.

In the early days, the planet was home to all kinds of cats.

Whis came to that planet to play and met Champa and Beerus, who were still kittens, and spent some time with them.

Just as I was about to leave, Bardos arrived at the same place.

Two angels took the two kittens away.

Later on, this planet, in principle, had nothing to do with Champa or Beerus.

Other breeds of cats have gradually been eliminated or even become extinct over time.

Solo did not find any cats on the planet Arantis, not even one.

"I have no more wishes, Elder. You may make yours," Solo said to Elder Mullie, opening his palm towards the Dragon Ball.

"Should we ask again?" Mullie said politely, a gentle smile curving his lips.

"If you're going to be so polite with me, then I won't be polite with you." Solo grinned, a bright smile spreading across his face.

Mullie's lips twitched.

"Alright, just kidding. You guys hurry up and make your wishes." Solo chuckled, stepped aside, and crossed his arms.

Next, the Namekians made their wishes.

My first wish is to find a planet that is extremely similar to Namek.

The second wish is to relocate all Namekians to the new Namek.

After their wish was fulfilled, all Namekians except Piccolo moved to the new Namek.

……

And so some time passed.

Peace has been restored to the Earth.

Goku and Vegeta are still training on Yardrat.

Solo, on the other hand, shuttles back and forth between Mars and Earth like a busy bee.

In the morning, he had breakfast with the cat-eared beauties in the Martian castle, and at noon, he appeared at Bulma's dining table to freeload a meal.

In the meantime, Solo has acquired many new skills.

However, these new skills are not very useful to Solo.

Most of the skills are just enhanced versions of the old ones... each one more useless than the last.

In particular, his culinary skills have now reached the level of "Master Chef".

I just don't know if there's a level even stronger than Grandmaster.

Following the typical formula of online novels, there should probably be a "Grandmaster of Culinary Skills" as well, right?

Solo shook his head, a slight smile playing on his lips.

Keeping this skill is a good option.

When Beerus wakes up and tastes the food I made, won't he be groveling before me?

Solo felt excited and thrilled just thinking about it, and the corners of his mouth widened.

That day, Soro was eating and drinking at Bulma's house, holding a skewer of grilled meat in his hand, his mouth dripping with oil.

Suddenly, he stopped moving.

He sensed a powerful aura rapidly approaching Earth from the starry sky.

That aura was cold and violent, just like Frieza's, even more powerful.

"Oh? Who's here?" Solo stroked his chin, looked up at the sky, and frowned slightly.

"What happened, Solo?" Bulma asked hurriedly, putting down her cup.

“A guy with a similar aura to Frieza has appeared,” Solo mused, his gaze piercing through the ceiling and looking towards the distant stars. “He’ll be arriving on Earth in about ten minutes.”

“Isn’t Frieza dead?” Bulma’s face paled slightly, her fingers tightening around the cup. “Has he been resurrected?”

“It might not be Frieza,” Solo guessed casually, his gaze deepening. “It’s probably his brother.”

……

The vast starry sky, the boundless universe.

A spaceship modeled after Frieza is speeding toward Earth, its tail spewing blue flames and leaving a long trail in the starry sky.

"Is that Earth?" A man who looked somewhat like Frieza sneered, a chilling smile curving his lips. His gaze, peering through the porthole, fell on the approaching blue planet, a cold glint in his eyes. "It was the people of Earth who killed Frieza?"

"This planet isn't big," another person scoffed, arms crossed, chin slightly raised. "We can just wipe it out in one go. Frieza's revenge must be taken!"

These two are Frieza's brother Gura and father Kurd.

Two pairs of eyes gleamed coldly in the darkness, like two shooting stars about to fall.

The spaceship sped up, diving toward the blue planet.

Chapter 103 Where is Trunks? Why hasn't he shown up yet?

"That's too lenient on them!" Cooler smiled slightly, a cruel smile playing on his lips. "Frieza died too tragically; this matter cannot be left like this."

"Give them a good beating!" Kurd chuckled, his hands behind his back, a cold glint in his eyes.

"We've learned through radar that that Saiyan named Son Goku and Prince Vegeta are training in Yardrat." Cooler sneered, his gaze sharpening. "Come and destroy their planet, make them suffer terribly!"

The aura emanating from Gula and Kurd began to rise, and energy surged from their bodies like two volcanoes about to erupt.

The cold and violent pressure emanated from them and spread outwards, causing the air to tremble.

In the distance, Son Gohan, who was training at home, suddenly opened his eyes, his pupils contracting.

Bick hovered above the wilderness, arms crossed, his brow furrowed in a deep frown.

Cold sweat beaded on Tianjin Fan's forehead.

Krillin was running on the beach at Master Roshi's House when he suddenly stopped, and the hairs on the back of his head stood on end.

Upon sensing the powerful auras of Cooler and Cold, Gohan, Piccolo, and the others paled and hurriedly took to the sky.

Figures shot up from every corner of the earth, flying towards the direction of that aura.

……

Xidu, the headquarters of the Universal Capsule Group.

Bulma sat in a wicker chair in the courtyard, holding a glass of iced tea, her blue ponytail swaying gently in the breeze.

She tilted her head, her beautiful eyes blinking rapidly.

"Frieza's brother?" Bulma's voice held a hint of curiosity.

“And his father, Kurd,” Solo said thoughtfully, rubbing his chin twice with his fingers.

"Are they even more powerful than Frieza?" Bulma asked with some concern, putting down her teacup.

“Frieza’s father and Frieza are not much different in strength,” Solo said with a slight smile, his tone relaxed.

"Then I'm relieved." Bulma breathed a long sigh of relief, relaxed her shoulders, and leaned back in her chair.

“However, Frieza’s brother is very strong,” Solo added, tapping his finger in the air.

"How strong?" Bulma was slightly taken aback, her eyes widening slightly.

“Frieza’s fighting power is 120 million,” Solo said truthfully, his gaze calm. “Cooler’s fighting power is 450 million.”

Bulma's fingers trembled, and she almost spilled the iced tea.

Her face paled slightly. She hurriedly stood up from the wicker chair, took three steps in two, walked up to Solo, grabbed Solo's wrists with both hands, and shook them hard. Her blue hair bounced on her shoulders.

"Solo, are you confident you can handle him?" Bulma's voice was urgent, her fingers tightening.