Dragon Ball: My power level has been maxed out

She paused, her brows furrowing slightly.

"You said you'd never cook again! Now you're licking anything blue?"

Solo didn't reply, but simply picked up his teacup, took a sip, and looked out the window at the gradually darkening sky.

Bulma stroked her chin, lost in thought.

Should I soak myself in blue ink and dye my body blue?

"Oh my, as expected of Mr. Solo." Bardos's face lit up with a bright smile. "How straightforward! So it's decided then?"

"When do we depart?" Solo asked, looking at Bados.

For the next eight days, Solo was only responsible for cooking for Bados, so that she could enjoy the food.

Solo said almost nothing superfluous.

Even when they chat, it's just casual conversation with Bados about random things.

For example, "The weather is nice today, how's the cooking time for this dish?"

Today, Bardos finally decided to take him to her home.

Where is Bardos's home?

If nothing unexpected happens, it will definitely be the God of Destruction Realm of Universe 6.

"Can we finish these remaining dishes and leave right away?" Bados asked with a smile, her gaze sweeping over the plates of food that hadn't been completely finished.

“Of course, no problem.” Solo nodded.

"Hey, Solo, are you really going?!" Bulma couldn't sit still any longer. She lifted her butt off the chair and nudged Solo in the chest with her elbow. The force wasn't strong, but it clearly showed her reluctance.

“How could this be fake?” Soro glanced at Bulma.

"Hmph, whatever!" Bulma snorted, turned her face away, crossed her arms, and leaned back in her chair.

Solo really has his eye on this Smurf!

Putting aside its blue skin, this Smurf is indeed quite beautiful.

Especially her cheerful personality, which seems to be something that most men would like, right?

Bulma thought about her own temper and realized that she was far inferior to this Smurf in terms of temperament.

Solo offered no further explanation.

He leaned back in his chair and watched as Bardos slowly picked up the last piece of fish tail, put it in her mouth, closed her eyes, and chewed slowly, her eyebrows twitching slightly.

I waited patiently for about ten minutes.

Bardos finally licked the plate clean, leaving not a drop of soup.

She put down her chopsticks, picked up a napkin, and wiped her mouth and fingertips with unhurried movements.

"Oh dear! I'm done eating!" Bardos licked her lips and said to Solo with a smile.

"Shall we set off now?" Solo stood up from his chair.

“Okay.” Bardos tapped her forehead, her fingers lightly brushing against the scepter. “Hold me from behind, and I’ll take you to my house.”

"Then I won't stand on ceremony." Solo didn't stand on ceremony. He walked around the table, went behind Bados, opened his arms, and hugged Bados from behind.

He wrapped his arms around her waist and clasped his fingers around her abdomen.

Bardos glanced down at the arm wrapped around her waist, and her lips twitched slightly.

"No...no need to be so tight." Bardos quietly wiped away sweat, using her fingers to wipe away non-existent beads of sweat from her forehead.

"I'm afraid I'll fall." Solo chuckled, tightening his grip on her arm even more.

"Whatever you want." Bardos was speechless for a moment. She tapped her scepter lightly on the ground, the bottom of the scepter striking the ground with a crisp sound.

She turned her head to look at Bulma, who was still sitting in the chair, and politely said to her, "Thank you, Miss Bulma! Goodbye!"

"Goodbye... goodbye..." Bulma's lips twitched slightly, revealing a forced smile.

"Snapped!"

A dazzling light, like stars, emanated from Bardos's body.

Flames enveloped her and Solo, blurring their figures in the light.

"call out"

The next moment, Bardos, carrying Solo, transformed into a streak of light and instantly tore through the planet's atmosphere.

The scorching air swept past my sides, and starlight stretched into thin lines in my field of vision.

"Wow, this is truly eye-opening." Solo hugged Bardos from behind, turned his head, and glanced at the rapidly receding stars on both sides. "I never imagined you could fly so fast."

"Oh, it's alright, isn't it?" Bardos smiled modestly, gently turning the scepter in her hand, the crystal ball at the top of the scepter emitting a soft light.

"How far is your home from Earth?" Solo asked casually, his gaze fixed on the ever-deepening expanse of space ahead.

“It’s a bit far,” Bardos smiled, her silver ponytail fluttering backward as they flew at high speed. “At our current speed, it will take at least four hours to get back.”

"More than four hours?" Solo asked in surprise, his gaze returning to the present. "Does it really take that long to fly?"

He thought for a moment and suggested, "How about I teleport there?"

"You learned your teleportation from Adreta, didn't you?" Bardos smiled slightly.

“Yes,” Solo replied.

“No one’s home,” Bardos smiled, tapping her scepter lightly twice. “Your teleportation requires sensing an aura to return, am I right?”

“Not bad.” Solo nodded.

This is the basic principle of teleportation, which requires a breath as an anchor point.

"Oh dear, let's fly slowly," Bardos said with a smile, twirling the scepter in her hand.

"Do you fly from home to Earth every day?" Solo asked again, turning his head to look at Bados's profile.

“Yes, yes,” Bardos replied. “I’m really going all out to enjoy the food.”

Solo was silent for a moment.

How greedy are you?

The round trip takes eight hours every day, flying back and forth. Don't you feel tired?

“Let’s just find a planet to settle down on, or even Earth would be fine,” Solo suggested. “That way we won’t have to fly every day.”

"Hehehe!" Bardos suddenly laughed, her laughter clear and crisp. "You guessed right, I was actually lying to you just now."

Solo's expression froze for a moment.

For a moment, I was speechless.

How could this angel lie?

"Oh dear, how rude of me!" Bardos laughed again, her laughter so loud it shook her head and her shoulders trembled slightly.

As a result of her trembling, Solo, who was holding her, also swayed up and down, his arms bouncing back and forth with her movements.

Solo felt something was off, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.

The laughter gradually subsided.

Bardos suddenly stopped smiling, and the smile on her face receded like the tide.

She didn't turn around, but tilted her head slightly, glancing at Solo behind her out of the corner of her eye.

“Tell me, Mr. Solo,” Bardos’s voice became calm, no longer carrying that lighthearted tone.

"What did you say?" Solo was taken aback.

"You've treated me to good food and drink for eight days, what are you trying to do?" Bardos asked with a straight face, her voice devoid of emotion, only a serious inquiry.

"Huh? I didn't mean that." Solo scratched his head sheepishly, but his other hand held tightly to Bados's waist, not letting go. "After all, I'm not quite used to blue."

Bardos blinked, her pale blue brows furrowing slightly.

What does it mean to be a little uncomfortable with the color blue?

Do you have any idea?

Why can't I understand what you're saying?

"What purpose could I possibly have?" Solo sighed softly, deciding to tell the truth. "I originally thought I was already quite strong, but seeing how fast you fly, I realized... I'm still a long way behind you. So I just wanted to train with you properly and make myself stronger."

"So all you wanted was to become stronger?" Bardos pondered silently, the scepter slowly turning in her hand.

"Otherwise what?" Solo said unsurprised. "I am a Saiyan, a warrior race, and I want to become a powerful human."

“Oh my, oh my… so you’re a Saiyan.” Vados said, turning back to give Solo a deep look, his gaze sweeping from his face to his tail.

“Yes,” Solo nodded.

“By the way, let me correct you,” Bardos said seriously, tapping her scepter in front of her. “You’re not just a hundred thousand miles away from me, you’re several hundred million.”

Solo's lips twitched.

"You don't have to be so harsh on me!" Solo was speechless.

“But then again, with your strength, you're not even as good as Mr. Vegeta or Mr. Goku.” Vados fell into thought, tapping her scepter lightly twice. “How did you manage to earn their respect?”

Upon hearing what Bardos said, Solo's heart stirred.

He didn't rush to answer, but closed his eyes and let his consciousness sink into his body.

Then, Solo took the [Master Chef] skill out of the slot and grabbed the [Combat Power x500] icon, carefully inserting it into the empty slot.

The icon is embedded, and the light shines.

Then, Solo silently examined Bardos, his gaze lingering on her profile, to see if she had sensed anything.

"What are you looking at?" Bardos sensed that something was wrong with Solo and asked curiously.

“I’m thinking about… how to answer your question,” Solo said with a smile.

“If you don’t want to talk about it, you don’t have to.” Bardos didn’t make things difficult for Solo, and gently twirled her scepter in the air.

“I’m actually very strong,” Solo said with a smile. “Try sensing it more carefully?”

Bardos glanced back at Solo, her gaze lingering on his face for a moment.