Dragon Ball: My power level has been maxed out

These ten dishes were naturally cooked by Solo using his [Master Chef] skill.

Every dish is a feast for the eyes, nose, and palate, and is presented as exquisitely as a work of art.

Bardos ate with great pleasure, her chopsticks darting around in the dish, her eyebrows dancing incessantly, her two eyebrows rising and falling on her forehead like two caterpillars.

We finished eating.

Bardos put down her chopsticks, wiped her mouth with a napkin, and then began to teach Solo how to use destructive energy.

The two walked to the center of the square and stood facing each other.

Bardos stood in front, her scepter resting on her hand, her fingers lightly tapping the shaft.

Solo stood opposite her, his fingers held up in front of him, his eyes closed, trying to condense that purplish-red flame.

Today, Solo's skills are due for a refresh.

As consciousness sank into the body, the icon in the lower right corner of the field of vision began to flash.

A brand new icon emerged from the void and slowly rotated.

This time, Solo acquired the skill "Flying Master".

Seeing that it was just an enhanced version of the old skills, Solo mentally complained and his lips twitched.

I haven't gotten any good skills in the past few months; they've all been useless enhanced versions.

The only decent skill is the [Talent x50] skill.

Solo believed that without this innate skill, he might not have even mastered the power of destruction yet.

He shook his head, tossed the new icon into the last skill slot, and then refocused, the purplish-red flame at his fingertips flashing for a moment.

……

After a period of time, things calmed down again.

On the planet Champa, every day is a repetition of the previous one.

The morning sun rises from the gray-white horizon and sets on the other side in the evening.

Solo cooks delicious meals for Bardos every day, serving ten dishes on time, not one more and not one less.

After enjoying dinner each day, Bardos would guide Solo in training his destructive power in the plaza.

Bardos was also carefully teaching Solo the skills of the God of Destruction.

She stood behind him, her pale blue fingers gently touching his shoulders, correcting his posture, adjusting his breathing, and guiding the direction of his energy flow.

Before we knew it, more than nine months had passed in the blink of an eye.

During this time, Champa has not returned.

On the empty planet lived only two people, Solo and Bados, one cooking and the other teaching.

It seems that collecting the Super Dragon Balls is a very difficult task.

Solo would occasionally sit on the edge of the God of Destruction realm, his legs dangling in the air, looking down at the boundless starry sky, lost in thought.

He suddenly remembered something very important.

Champa began collecting the Super Dragon Balls during this period, and it wasn't until the Dragon Ball Super era that he finally managed to gather all seven Super Dragon Balls.

This shows how long the interval was, at least more than ten years.

Therefore, it's quite normal that Champa hasn't come back for so long.

Solo has also prepared most of the food for Champa.

Everything was placed in a special space created by Bados.

The space is small, but everything inside is still.

Food stored in this special space retains its freshness, won't spoil, and won't even lose its heat.

In nine months, Solo also refreshed 9 skills.

Most of them were just repeated enhanced versions: [Enhanced Flash Spell], [Enhanced Cooking Skills], [Enhanced Flight], [Enhanced X-ray Vision]... none of them piqued his interest.

The skills refreshed in the last month caught Solo's eye.

This skill is, in principle, an enhanced version of [Combat Power x 500], only the wording has been changed to [Strength x 500].

Upon seeing this skill suddenly appear, Solo's eyes lit up, and his pupils dilated sharply.

[Strength x500] and [Combat Power x500] are two completely different concepts.

It's worth noting that since Solo mastered the power of destruction, this [combat power x 500] suddenly felt a bit useless, offering almost no significant help to his own strength.

However, [Strength x500] is completely different. It is equivalent to an overall increase in strength, including the destructive power that has just been cultivated, which can be amplified five hundred times.

Solo flicked his finger in the air, taking out [Combat Power x500] from the slot and replacing it with [Strength x500].

The icon is embedded, and the light shines.

"Vados, how many times greater is the gap between me and Lord Champa?" Solo suddenly asked Vados.

Bardos was wiping the scepter when she heard Solo's question. She stopped and gently touched the scepter with her pale blue fingers.

The crystal ball at the top of the staff emitted a soft light and swept it towards Solo.

A moment later, she put down the scepter.

“Oh my, Mr. Solo’s comprehension is indeed remarkable.” Bardos pondered for a moment and then said truthfully to Solo, “Now the gap between him and Lord Champa is only 1000 times.”

"Only 1000 times?!" Solo was both surprised and delighted, his excitement beyond measure, his fists clenched tightly in front of him.

In other words, with more diligent training and the ability of [strength x 500], he could definitely go toe-to-toe with Champa.

He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and felt the amplified power within his body.

The crimson flames flowed through the blood vessels, more solid and hotter than before.

Just as Solo was thinking this.

"call out"

A streak of crimson light flashed across the horizon, hurtling rapidly from the depths of the starry sky, as fast as a burning lightning bolt.

Solo looked up, his gaze piercing through the gray sky, locking onto the approaching light.

It's that guy from Champa who's back.

"Clap!"

Champa slowly descended to the vicinity of Solo and Bados, the crimson flames dissipating beneath his feet, raising a small cloud of dust.

His face was beaming with anticipation, his lips parted in a wide grin, and his eyes sparkled.

"Young man, long time no see," Xiangpa asked with a smile. "How's my cooking coming along?"

It has been nine months since Xiangpa left, totaling more than 270 days.

Six dishes every day, totaling nearly 1,600 dishes.

“We are ready.” Solo smiled slightly, his hands hanging at his sides. “We are ready to await Lord Champa’s return at any time.”

"Hurry up and bring it up." Xiangpa rubbed his hands together, his purplish-red palms rubbing against each other, his anticipation growing stronger. "I can't wait!"

Solo gently waved his hand at the refrigerator-like device in the distance, his finger flicking in the air.

"shhhhhh"

One delicious dish after another flew out of the refrigerator, the sealed box opened automatically, and the dishes inside landed steadily on the table.

Plates were laid out one after another, almost covering the entire long table, with steam rising from the surface of the dishes.

Xiangpa immediately picked up his chopsticks and began to eat heartily, thoroughly enjoying himself.

His cheeks bulged like two balls, his chopsticks moved nimbly through the plate, and his purplish-red lips were covered in grease.

While eating, Champa glanced at Bados and said with a smile, "Bados, don't try to take it from me."

"Oh dear, oh dear, no, no, no." Bardos chuckled, waving her hands in front of her. "Lord Champa, please enjoy your meal."

Because Bardos had already realized that Solo hadn't put any effort into preparing the dishes for Champa.

The heat is about right, the seasoning is about right, and the plating is up to you.

Only when cooking for oneself can one prepare dishes with greater care, achieving a perfect balance of color, aroma, and flavor.

To be honest, Bardos didn't even look at the dishes on the table. She just glanced at them indifferently without any reaction.

After eating for a while, I felt like something wasn't quite right.

He put down his chopsticks, narrowed his eyes, and glanced sideways at Bardos and Solo.

"Are you two hiding something from me?" Champa sneered, his face darkening. "You didn't tamper with the food, did you?"

“How could that be? Lord Champa is overthinking it!” Bardos replied with a grin, raising his scepter and scanning the dishes on the table with the crystal ball.

Pale blue light emanated from the sphere, like a thin veil covering the surface of the dish.

"Snapped!"

Suddenly, a speech bubble appeared on the crystal ball, and a pale blue light screen hung in mid-air, densely covered with various symbols and numbers.

Solo looked at the dialog box and saw that it showed the various ingredients of these foods.

Protein, fat, carbohydrates, minerals...

Each item is clearly labeled.

The angels are truly amazing; they analyzed the ingredients so easily.

Xiangpa stared at the ingredients of the dish carefully, his eyes scanning the screen twice.

Sure enough, there was nothing fishy about it; it was just ordinary ingredients.

After all, while Solo's cooking wasn't particularly meticulous, he didn't actually pull any pranks.

"Now Lord Champa can rest assured, right?" Bardos smiled reassuringly, retracting his scepter and dissipating the light barrier.

"Not bad, not bad!" Champa grinned, picked up his chopsticks again, and said, "Now we can enjoy a delicious meal!"

Then, Champa began to eat voraciously.

His chopsticks darted through the plate, faster and faster, his cheeks puffing out like two balls.