Dragon Ball: My power level has been maxed out

"Where's Solo?" Le Ping hovered low in the air, his gaze sweeping over the surroundings, and he paused slightly in surprise.

“He’s already gone back.” Bick turned his head to look in the distance.

Everyone looked in the direction Piccolo was looking, closed their eyes, and released their senses.

Sure enough, a powerful aura appeared in the direction of Xidu, stable and peaceful, like a bright lamp shining in the darkness.

It was the scent of Solo.

"So, Frieza's brother and father have been killed?" Krillin let out a long sigh of relief, his shoulders relaxed, and a relieved smile spread across his face.

"That's great!" Le Ping smiled, hands on his hips. "At least everything's alright now!"

"Frieza's brother's henchmen don't seem very strong." Tien Shinhan smiled confidently, crossing his arms.

"What about that spaceship?" Klin pointed to the large, silver-white spaceship not far away, his brows furrowing slightly. "Should we destroy it? There's not much point in keeping it."

"Whatever!" Piccolo didn't have much of an opinion on this, crossed his arms, and turned his face away.

Klin raised his hand, gathering energy in his palm, intending to drop an energy blast in the direction of the spaceship.

"Someone else has come to Earth!" Piccolo suddenly looked up at the sky, his pupils contracted slightly, and his gaze sharpened.

He leaned forward slightly, his hands clenched into fists at his sides.

"And they're heading in this direction!"

Chapter 105 Wukong is critically ill

Klin hovered in mid-air, the energy blast that had just condensed in his palm instantly extinguished, and he raised his head, his gaze piercing through the clouds and looking into the depths of the sky.

Son Gohan, Yamcha, Tien Shinhan, and Chiaotzu all looked more serious, their bodies slightly tense, and their hands clenched into fists at their sides.

"Huh? This feels like Vegeta's aura!" Krillin suddenly realized, his eyes lighting up.

"Why is this guy back on Earth again?" Tien Shinhan frowned, his face somewhat grim, arms crossed, chin slightly raised.

"Vegeta's been better now, hasn't he?" Krillin said with a smile, spreading his palms in front of him. "I heard he helped Goku a lot when he was on Namek."

As they were talking, a spherical spaceship suddenly appeared on the horizon.

That spaceship was the one that Bulma had modified, and the Capsule Corporation logo could still be seen on its hull.

"Isn't that the spaceship Bulma modified?" Krillin quickly said, pointing in that direction.

"Why can't I sense Daddy's presence?" Gohan lowered his head, his little face full of sullenness, and stomped his toes on the ground twice. "Has Daddy not come back yet?"

"Isn't Goku learning Instant Transmission?" Krillin comforted him, patting Gohan on the shoulder. "If Goku learns it, he should be able to return in an instant like Zoro."

Son Gohan looked up, his eyes lit up, and he suddenly realized that Uncle Krillin was absolutely right.

"Clap!"

The spaceship slowly landed near where Klin and the others were, with four pillars extending from the bottom and firmly supporting it on the ground.

The next moment, the spaceship hatch opened upwards, and Vegeta stepped out, arms crossed and chin held high.

"Hmph, so many people to welcome me back to Earth?" Vegeta quickly glanced at everyone present, gave a cold smile, and his gaze swept over each person's face.

"Nobody welcomes you to Earth," Klin muttered irritably, his voice barely moving and his lips barely touching the ground.

Krillin's voice was soft, but Vegeta still managed to pick it up.

Vegeta's ears twitched slightly, and he turned his gaze to Krillin, giving him a deep look and frowning slightly.

He seemed a bit strange.

Didn't this kid and I already have a good relationship back on Namek?

Why are you still so hostile towards me now?

"Is Kakarot back?" Vegeta asked, his gaze sweeping across the crowd.

"No, isn't Goku learning Instant Transmission with you?" Krillin asked curiously.

"Hmph, those boring skills are completely useless to me." Vegeta sneered, his expression indifferent, his chin held even higher. "I would never learn them. Saiyans, the warrior race, should possess combat skills, not these flashy and strange abilities!"

Piccolo, Krillin, and the others exchanged glances and then launched into a series of sarcastic remarks.

What was Vegeta thinking?

"I'm afraid he won't be able to learn it." Yamcha lowered his voice and whispered in Krillin's ear.

Klin realized what was happening instantly, and his lips twitched.

Yamcha is probably right; Vegeta likely won't be able to learn it.

That's why he said he disdained to learn such a strange ability.

"When is Goku coming back?" Krillin asked again, his gaze fixed on Vegeta's face.

"Kakarot said he'd teleport back before I return to Earth!" Vegeta grinned smugly, a confident smile spreading across his face, hands on his hips. "Looks like I won!"

Klin scratched his bald head, his lips twitching.

Le Ping crossed his arms and shook his head.

Tianjin Fan remained expressionless, but his eyes twitched slightly.

The few people present were somewhat speechless.

Is this what you call winning?

"Shh!"

Just after Vegeta finished speaking, a golden light suddenly flashed across the scene, like a pebble thrown into water, with ripples spreading outwards.

A figure emerged from the light.

Klin and the others stared intently, and were immediately filled with surprise and delight.

"Goku!" Krillin was the first to rush forward, grabbing Son Goku in a hug, wrapping his arms around his shoulders, and grinning widely.

"Dad!" Gohan stepped forward and hugged his father, wrapping his arms around Goku's waist and burying his face in Goku's chest.

Le Ping took two steps forward, paused for a moment, and finally stopped, only to smile at Sun Wukong.

Both Tianjin rice and dumplings are smiling, arms crossed, welcoming Sun Wukong's return.

Piccolo's lips curled up slightly, softening his usually cold face, and his gaze lingered on Goku for a second.

"Huh? Everyone's here!" Sun Wukong scratched his head, laughed, and glanced at everyone present.

"Kakarot, you lost!" Vegeta smugly snorted, looking at Goku with his chin raised even higher.

"Vegeta? Why did I lose?" Goku was stunned, a little confused, and blinked.

"I arrived on Earth first!" Vegeta's face darkened, and veins on his forehead bulged slightly as he quickly replied.

"Huh? What would happen if you went to Earth first?" Sun Wukong scratched his head, rubbed his scalp with his fingers, and looked confused.

Vegeta was instantly enraged, glaring at Goku, his chest heaving violently, his breathing becoming rapid.

"Why are you so angry?" Sun Wukong asked, tilting his head in confusion.

"I told you we'd make a bet on who gets back to Earth first, and you agreed!" Vegeta shouted angrily, his voice rising and spittle flying.

"Really? Well then, you did win!" Sun Wukong shrugged indifferently.

Vegeta felt even angrier.

Seeing Goku's nonchalant attitude, Vegeta was immediately enraged, his fists clenched at his sides.

I felt that he didn't take our bet seriously at all.

Vegeta's guess was indeed correct.

Sun Wukong really just gave a casual reply, nothing more.

In Sun Wukong's view, who arrives on Earth first is completely insignificant.

"Kakarot, one day I will become a Super Saiyan, and I will surpass you!" Vegeta trembled with rage.

After saying that, Vegeta pushed off with his legs, his body shot out, turning into a streak of light, and instantly soared into the sky, leaving the scene.

"Can't Vegeta become a Super Saiyan yet?" Krillin looked up at the vanished Vegeta, then looked down at Goku and asked, his brows furrowing slightly.

“Yes…” Sun Wukong guessed, rubbing his chin twice with his fingers, “It’s probably because his peaceful mind hasn’t been cultivated enough.”

"A peaceful mind?" Klin scratched his head, rubbing his fingers on his bald head a couple of times, clearly not very familiar with the concept.

"Krillin, there's something I've never understood." Goku looked at Krillin with some confusion, his gaze sweeping over Krillin's face twice.

"What?" Klin was taken aback, blinking.

"Was that person who died on Namek you?" Goku looked at Krillin strangely, reached out, pinched Krillin's cheek with his fingers, gently tugged at the skin, and then let go. "It feels like this is really you too."

"What do you mean?" Krillin paused, "Is there another me on Namek?"

"Forget it, it's all in the past." Sun Wukong shook his head, not wanting to dwell on the matter any longer.

He paused, then changed the subject.

"Is Solo still on Earth? He's the one who defeated Frieza's brother and father, right?"

“That’s right.” Piccolo nodded, crossing his arms.

"As expected of Zoro!" Sun Wukong exclaimed, his gaze becoming distant. "Although I have been training hard in Yardrat, there is still a big gap between my current strength and Zoro's."

"You're a Super Saiyan now, and you're still no match for Zoro?" Yamcha exclaimed in surprise, his eyes widening.

"Zoro said that Super Saiyan is just the beginning." Goku smiled slightly, a faint curve appearing at the corner of his mouth.

Afterwards, Sun Wukong chatted with his companions for a while, talking about his experiences in Yardrat, his insights into learning Instant Transmission, and his plans for the future.

Everyone gathered in a circle, their laughter echoing across the wasteland.

As evening fell, everyone went home.

……

Another month passed.

Solo travels back and forth between Mars and Earth, living a leisurely and comfortable life.

The cat-eared beauties play, sing, and cook in the castle every day, their laughter never ceasing.