Dragon Ball: My power level has been maxed out

His Adam's apple bobbed up and down as he placed his hand on Sun Wukong's shoulder.

"Krillin, Tien Shinhan, do you want to come along?" Goku turned his head and glanced at the two of them.

“We won’t go.” Tien Shinhan smiled slightly, crossing his arms. “We’ll stay here and search for Cell with Piccolo.”

"Alright then." Goku nodded. "Vegeta and I will go inside to train as soon as possible and try to get out as soon as possible. Don't push yourselves too hard. If you really encounter danger, saving your lives is the most important thing."

"Shh!"

After Sun Wukong finished speaking, he didn't pause for a moment.

The two figures flashed and disappeared instantly, leaving not even a wisp of wind behind.

In the blink of an eye, Goku appeared on the temple with Vegeta.

Mr. Bobo was standing in the center of the temple, holding a broom. When he saw the two of them appear, he paused for a moment, put down the broom, and went to greet them.

Then, Sun Wukong explained his purpose to Mr. Bobo.

“Understood.” Mr. Bobo nodded, turned and walked towards the side of the temple, his footsteps making a soft sound on the stone slabs. “Follow me. There are only bathrooms, toilets, food and beds inside. Only two people can go in at a time, which is just right for the two of you. Go in and cultivate properly.”

"Okay." Sun Wukong smiled slightly and followed Mr. Popo's footsteps.

Vegeta stood there, his face darkening slightly, and his brows furrowing.

"Kakarot, are you mistaken?" Vegeta sneered, standing still. "I have no intention of going in to train with you."

"Huh?" Goku was taken aback, stopped in his tracks, and turned to look at Vegeta. "Are we going in one by one?"

"What else did you think?" Vegeta snorted, raising his chin. "I'm going in first."

Sun Wukong's lips twitched, and he scratched his head, feeling a little overwhelmed. He could only nod helplessly in agreement.

Then, led by Mr. Bobo, the three arrived at the entrance of the Hut of Spirit and Time.

The door looked ordinary, with a white frame and gray panels, consistent with the architectural style of the temple, and nothing particularly special about it.

"This is it!" Mr. Bobo pointed to the door of the Mental and Time Chamber. "Let's go in!"

"Then I won't stand on ceremony, Kakarot." Vegeta didn't bother with formalities with Goku, took a step forward, opened the door, and stepped into the room.

"You're really not being polite." Sun Wukong scratched his head, his gaze lingering on the fan for a moment. "Alright, good luck, and try to surpass Super Saiyan as soon as possible!"

Vegeta replied with barely concealed confidence, "Yes."

Sun Wukong smiled slightly, then walked to the steps next to him, sat down, put his hands on his knees, and waited patiently.

……

Time passes day by day.

These past few days, Solo has been spending time with the 17th and 18th, enjoying life on Earth.

For example, when he has nothing to do, Solo will watch a movie with Number 18.

They played games together, the controller passing between their fingers, laughter rising and falling with the flickering screen.

Have a meal together, chat, or go to the amusement park.

In short, when Solo is with Number 18, he basically doesn't bring Number 17 along as a burden.

As time went on, Number 17 suddenly felt like he was an extra person.

You two are always inseparable, and I feel like an outsider.

That day, Solo, Number 17, and Number 18 were dining at a restaurant. The three of them sat by the window, where several dishes were laid out on the table, steaming hot.

Solo was serving food to Number 18, while Number 17 was eating his own portion with his head down.

Krillin, who was searching for Cell nearby, happened to see it.

Klin stood outside the glass window, one hand holding the window frame and the other hanging at his side, his gaze fixed on the three people who were eating.

His mouth was slightly open, and he didn't close it for a long time.

Solo, you seem to be living a very carefree life.

Don't you know how busy we are?

Klin didn't know what to say.

His lips twitched, then twitched again, and then he sighed silently.

Just as Krillin was in a daze, Tien Shinhan descended from the sky and landed next to Krillin.

"Krillin, have you found anything?" Tien Shinhan asked, his gaze sweeping across the surrounding streets.

"No...no..." Klin smiled bitterly, waved his hand, and looked away from the glass window.

Tien Shinhan, however, followed the direction Krillin had just been looking and immediately spotted Zoro and his two companions eating behind the glass wall.

At that moment, Solo was putting a piece of pork rib into Number 18's bowl, Number 17 was drinking soup with his head down, and several dishes on the table were steaming.

"Is it...is it Zoro and the two androids?" Sweat streamed down Tien Shinhan's face, dripping from his forehead onto his collar.

“Let’s go!” Klin suggested, turning to leave.

"Wait a minute..." Tien Shinhan thought for a moment, his gaze lingering on the glass window for a second, as if he had come up with a great solution.

"What's wrong? Tien Shinhan?" Krillin asked, stopping in his tracks.

"You think Piccolo, with his current strength, should be able to defeat these two androids?" Tien Shinhan guessed, his third eye narrowing slightly. "Is it true that if we eliminate these two androids, Cell will be unable to regain his complete body?"

Klin paused for a moment, his gaze falling on the ground, before slowly shaking his head.

"Krillin, why are you shaking your head?" Tien Shinhan asked, puzzled.

“Tien Shinhan, these two homunculus haven’t killed any innocent people since they were created, have they?” Krillin asked, raising his gaze again. “And Zoro is with them and gets along very well. At first, I thought Zoro had been kidnapped by them, but it seems we were overthinking it.”

"You mean... Zoro deliberately became friends with them?" Tien Shinhan suddenly realized, his brows relaxing slightly.

“It was Zoro who reformed Vegeta back then, turning him into a good person,” Krillin said thoughtfully, rubbing his chin twice with his fingers. “Although Vegeta’s aura is still evil, he has never killed an innocent person since then.”

"What you're saying makes a lot of sense. So, shall we just ignore them?" Tien Shinhan asked, his gaze lingering on the glass window for a moment. "Should we go in and say hello?"

"No need, they have their own things to do!" Klin shook his head and waved his hand in front of him. "Let's go!"

Tianjin Fan nodded, no longer hesitating.

The two turned around and hurriedly left the street where the restaurant was located, their figures disappearing around the corner.

Solo sat at the dining table, glancing out the window, and naturally saw Krillin and Tien Shinhan turning and leaving.

His gaze lingered for a moment in the direction where the two had disappeared before returning to his lips with a faint smile.

"What's wrong, Solo? Is something the matter?" Number 18 asked, raising an eyebrow, his chopsticks frozen in mid-air.

"It's nothing." Solo smiled and picked up a piece of fish and put it in his mouth.

"We've really enjoyed this time." Number 17 put down his chopsticks and wiped his mouth with a napkin. "Actually, it's all thanks to you, Solo, for taking us sightseeing and letting us enjoy life."

“It’s wonderful that you think that way,” Solo nodded with a smile. “Even as androids, you should enjoy a good life, instead of doing shady things like Cell.”

"Speaking of which, it seems like someone has disappeared again in Jiangcheng recently." Android 17 frowned, pondered, and tapped his fingers lightly on the table twice. "Could it be Cell's doing again?"

“Yes, that’s him.” Solo nodded.

"What exactly is this guy trying to do?" Number 18 frowned slightly, her golden eyelashes fluttering gently. "What benefit would he get from doing these things?"

"That bastard, don't let me catch him!" Number 17 clenched his fists tightly, his face turning cold, and a strong killing intent appeared in his eyes. "Otherwise, I'll teach him a lesson!"

……

Piccolo and his friends are still searching for Cell's whereabouts.

Ruins, cities, wilderness, forests...

They traveled to many places and looked into many corners, but no matter how hard they tried, they could not find it.

Cell would always disappear as soon as he sensed their presence approaching.

It was almost a day before Vegeta entered the Hyperbolic Time Chamber.

Piccolo grew increasingly anxious. Hovering in the air, he glanced down at the town below and sensed that if things continued this way, Cell would absorb even more of his life essence, and he might not be a match for him.

When that time really comes, it will probably be dangerous.

……

At this moment, Solo was still driving around with the two androids, and the scenery outside the car window changed from villages to hills, and from hills to plains.

When we came to a sparsely populated highway.

"Clap!"

A green figure descended from the sky, landing on the asphalt road.

His tail swayed gently behind him, a faint smile playing on his lips, as he blocked the road.

Solo stared intently, his gaze passing through the windshield and landing on that familiar figure.

"Cell!" Android 17, sitting in the back row, sat up abruptly and snorted coldly, "You dare show your face again!"

"He seems quite confident." Number 18 sat in the passenger seat, his gaze lingering on Cell for a moment, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"Sharu, did you kill the people from Star City and Jiang City?" Number 17 pushed open the car door, got out of the car, and questioned loudly, his fists clenched at his sides.

Number 18 also got off the bus, and the door closed behind him.

She stood in front of the car, arms crossed, coldly staring at Cell with a scrutinizing look in her eyes: "You dare to come looking for us? We expect an explanation!"

Solo also got out of the car, closed the door, then took out the Capsule from his pocket, pressed it, and casually turned the car into a capsule.

He didn't want to see the car get destroyed in a fight later.

“You’re right, I killed the people in those two cities.” Cell stood in the middle of the road, his green tail swaying gently behind him. He didn’t deny it; instead, he admitted it, a faint smile on his lips, his gaze sweeping back and forth between Android 17 and Android 18.

"Why did you do such a thing?" Number 17 asked coldly, his gaze like two knives.

“They should be thanking me.” Cell smiled smugly, spreading his hands in front of him. “That way they can become a part of my body and have eternal life. Am I right, Number 17, Number 18?”

"Bullshit! Utterly absurd!" Number 18 snorted, his golden eyebrows furrowing slightly.

"Looks like you're asking for a beating." Android 17's face was cold as he strode towards Cell, his footsteps making a steady sound on the asphalt. "I'll teach you a lesson and show you just how stupid you've been!"

Cell's smile deepened, and the tip of his green tail lifted slightly behind him.

My current strength far surpasses yours; it's still uncertain who will teach whom a lesson.