Dragon Ball: My power level has been maxed out

"Look what you've done to Bardos! And you still say you two are innocent?" Champa rolled her eyes, her purplish-red pupils darting around halfway, and said irritably.

Solo looked down and realized that he was holding Bardos tightly around the waist from behind, and the action did look a bit ambiguous, like an intimate couple riding together in the starry sky.

Solo smiled sheepishly, quickly released Bados, and floated in the vast starry sky, keeping a half-arm's distance between himself and Bados.

"Lord Champa is still collecting the Super Dragon Balls, right? This should be the last one for Universe 7, right?" Vados asked with a smile.

As for Champa's claims about her affair with Solo, they seemed to be of no concern to Bardos.

Perhaps to her, Champa was just a pet cat.

Just take what a pet cat said as something casually said.

"Finally, the last one." Champa nodded, a satisfied smile spreading across its cat face.

"You said last time that this was the last one, how come another one has appeared?" Bardos asked curiously, twirling the scepter in her hand.

"I don't know how it happened, but a Dragon Ball from the edge of our universe has inexplicably ended up in Universe 7." Champa snorted, clenching his fist, the veins on his knuckles bulging slightly. "I'd better not find out who did it, or I'll blow their head off."

At this point, Champa suddenly remembered something and immediately turned his gaze to Solo, his eyes filled with a hint of interrogation.

"Solo, where's the food you prepared for me?" Champa asked, squinting. "Don't think that just because you're on vacation you can stop cooking for me."

"As for food... no problem." Solo's eyes suddenly lit up, and a plan immediately came to mind. A subtle smile curved his lips.

"You're smart enough to know your place!" Champa was pleased with Solo's attitude, a smile of approval spreading across his face. He patted Solo's shoulder lightly, with a friendly tone. "My good cook! I'm relieved to hear you say that! Stop wandering around outside and come back to cook for me as soon as possible!"

Chapter 137 This human doesn't seem simple!

"Once we've had enough of our stroll, we'll head back," Solo chuckled, his tone light and cheerful.

Champa frowned slightly, his gaze shifting back and forth between Solo and Bados for a couple of moments before he picked up the question again: "Speaking of which, where are you two planning to go?"

"Oh dear, Solo and I are planning to take a trip to the Third Universe. Would Lord Champa like to come along?" Bardos chimed in, her ever-present smile still on her face, as she gently twirled her scepter in the starry sky.

Champa stood there, his tail swaying slightly behind him. His gaze lingered on the two faces for a moment, and his voice held a hint of confusion: "The Third Universe? What are you going to the Third Universe for?"

“Vados said that the God of Destruction of Universe 3 is the weakest one, and I plan to go and challenge him.” Solo didn’t hide anything, his arms crossed and his gaze calm.

Champa's pupils dilated slightly, a genuine look of astonishment flashing in his eyes as he looked Solo up and down.

There was a few moments of silence.

Champa slowly spoke: "You dare to challenge the weakest God of Destruction now?"

"I don't even know how big the gap is between me and the weakest God of Destruction yet," Solo grinned, raising his chin slightly. "So only by challenging him can I know the difference between us."

Champa stood there, his gaze lingering on Solo's smiling face for several moments, his mind racing with calculations.

He glanced at the giant golden dragon ball floating beside him, then turned back, pondered for a moment, and tapped his purplish-red fingers twice on his side: "How about this, you guys wait for me! I'll transport this Super Dragon Ball back to Universe Six, and then I'll go with you!"

"Is Lord Champa going along too?" Bardos paused slightly, her scepter hovering in her hand.

“Of course, at least I can cover for Solo.” Champa nodded, tilting his chin slightly towards Solo. “I don’t want to see my cook being bullied.”

“Alright then.” Bardos did not object, and twirled the scepter in her hand once more.

“However, it takes quite a while to fly from here to the Third Universe. How about we ask that Supreme Kai to give us a ride?” Champa suddenly had a brilliant idea, his eyes darting around.

"Alright." Bardos nodded slightly.

"We need to hide the Dragon Balls before that Supreme Kai guy gets here!" Champa snorted, pausing his foot in mid-air. "So, let's go back to Universe 6 first."

“Yes, Lord Champa,” Bardos readily agreed.

Since both Champa and Bardos had said so, Solo couldn't refute them and could only nod.

Immediately, the three of them, carrying the Super Dragon Ball which was the size of a planet, crossed the boundary of the Seventh Universe and were greeted by a gray, boundless realm.

The golden dragon ball slowly traveled through the void, its surface gleaming with a quiet light, illuminating a small patch of bright light in the surrounding gray space.

After passing through the Realm of Nothingness, the three returned to the Sixth Universe.

Champa pushed the Super Dragon Ball into a pre-prepared star field, where it arranged in a gentle arc with the other six.

After getting far away from the Super Dragon Balls, Vados stopped. The bottom of the scepter paused gently in the void, and a pale blue light spread out, forming a stable communication interface. He then greeted Fuwa, the Supreme Kai of Universe 6, directly through the scepter.

“Lord Fuva, Lord Champa has summoned you here. He has something important to discuss with you,” Bardos said calmly.

Xiangpa stood to the side, his purplish-red lips twitching slightly, but he didn't say a word.

Fuwa's voice came back a moment later: "Okay."

"Shh!"

Fuwa used Instant Transmission, his figure flashing through the starry sky, and he appeared next to Solo and his two companions in a blink.

As soon as he steadied himself, his gaze turned to Champa with a hint of urgency: "Lord Champa, have you discovered a planet where humans can be created?"

“No, not at all.” Champa raised his hand, placed his palm on Fova’s shoulder, patted it twice, and forced a smile. “I called you over mainly to ask you for a favor. You can teleport, so I’ll send us to the God of Destruction’s Realm in Universe 3.”

Fuwa's expression changed quickly, from anticipation to confusion to helplessness. He tried to suppress his smile, but in the end, he couldn't, and a reluctant smile appeared on his face.

There was silence for a moment.

Fuwa's gaze swept over the three of them in turn before he snorted and stated his conditions: "You have to find me ten planets that can create humans before I agree to take you teleporting."

"Boy, did you hear that?" Champa turned his head, tilting his chin slightly in Solo's direction. "Say yes!"

Solo stood in mid-air, hands in his pockets, his gaze lingering on Champa's self-righteous face for a few seconds, then at Fuva, before finally nodding with a slight smile: "Okay, I'll keep an eye out."

"Who is this kid?" Fuva's gaze finally settled on Solo, as if he were looking at him seriously for the first time.

“My cook,” Champa replied succinctly, “is going to the Third Universe for a chat.”

“As far as I know, the God of Destruction in Universe 3 is a robot,” Fuva said thoughtfully, his gaze sweeping over Solo. “Robots eat different things than we do, don’t they?”

“The kind of communication I’m talking about isn’t the kind you have when you’re eating.” Champa smiled mysteriously, a hesitant smile playing on his lips. “Alright, enough nagging, hurry up and get us there.”

Fuwa calculated in his mind for a moment, then looked at Champa: "It's settled, you need to find me ten planets where humans can be created."

“Boy, did you remember that?” Champa pointed at Solo.

"Understood." Solo nodded, without saying anything more.

"Alright, just touch my body with your hands." Fuwa finally relented, spreading his arms slightly, ready to teleport.

Solo, Champa, and Bardos each put their hands on Fova's shoulders.

"Kaikai!"

As Fuwa chanted incantations, invisible energy began to emanate from the soles of his feet, spreading across his entire body like ripples.

With a flicker of his figure, he vanished instantly along with Solo and the other two.

In the blink of an eye, they were already standing on the God of Destruction Realm of the Third Universe.

The ground was grayish-white, smooth as a mirror, reflecting the deep purple-blue of the sky.

In the distance, there are several domed buildings with simple lines and a metallic sheen.

"A rare guest indeed, greetings, Vados." The angel Campelli from the Third Universe immediately came forward, his face displaying just the right amount of warmth. He first greeted Vados, then turned to Champa and Fova and bowed, "Lord Champa, Lord Fova, it's been a long time."

"Hmm? Where's that guy Mulu?" Champa's gaze swept around, but he didn't see that familiar figure.

“Lord Murrue has gone out to work,” Campbell replied, his gaze sweeping over the visitors in turn, his voice steady.

"You're really diligent!" Champa nodded.

"Does Lord Champa have something to discuss with Lord Murou?" Campbell asked with a smile, his gaze sweeping over Solo discreetly before quickly looking away.

"Nothing important, just bored and came over for a visit." Champa grinned, revealing no further information.

"Should I call Lord Murru back?" Campbell asked, slightly raising his scepter in his hand.

"No need, let's go find him." Xiangpa waved his hand gently.

"Lord Muru is currently on the planet Caland." Bardos quickly located Muru's exact position using his scepter.

Champa immediately turned his gaze to Fova, his eyes shining with bright expectation.

Fuwa: "..."

Fova opened his mouth.

Are you asking me to teleport you again?

"Twenty!" Fova immediately stated his condition.

“Boy, say yes!” Champa turned to look at Solo.

Solo's face darkened slightly, and his eye twitched.

After a brief silence, Solo turned to look at Bardos and asked, "Shall we fly there ourselves? It shouldn't be far, right?"

“Yes, yes, it takes at most five minutes to fly over from here.” Bardos nodded gently, twirling the scepter in her hand.

“Then what’s there to hesitate about? Let’s fly!” Solo said, skillfully walking around behind Bados and wrapping his arms around her waist naturally.

Bardos looked down at her hands crossed over her stomach, a faint blush rising on her pretty face.

"Don't hold me!" Bardos turned her head away, her voice rising a notch from usual. "Fly yourself!"

"I'm flying too slowly." Solo grinned, but his arms remained tightly wrapped around Bardos, showing no intention of letting go.

"Whatever you want." Bardos shook her head helplessly, her shoulders relaxing slightly. "Hold me if you want!"

"Vados, you're the best!" Solo's voice was filled with laughter.

Angel Campbell stood a few steps away, watching this scene with a smug look on his face. His gaze shifted back and forth between Bardos and Solo several times, carrying an ambiguous meaning.

Bardos and this human have a special relationship.

Even Fuwa, the Supreme Kai of Universe 6, squinted and carefully examined Zoro, his gaze sweeping from the strands of hair on Zoro's head to the fingers wrapped around Vados's waist.

How delicious must this cook's food be for Bardos to be so friendly to him?

Could he become the next God of Destruction?

Should I try to get along with him?

Champa was already used to this; he simply snorted and exhaled a stream of air from his nostrils, like a purplish-red cat expressing its displeasure to its owner.

He turned around, raised his chin towards the sky, and said, "Let's go!"

"Snapped!"