Dragon Ball: Everyone's playing the reincarnation game, huh?

"Who is this person? There's no information about him in the database," Number 18 pondered.

"Judging from his appearance, he has an 86% resemblance to Vegeta. Judging from his age, he is probably not Vegeta's son, but more likely Vegeta's younger brother." Android 16 quickly scanned Trunks' body.

"go to hell!"

Trunks showed no mercy, immediately activating his Super Saiyan transformation and unleashing a massive burst of energy from his hands.

The energy surged toward the three androids at an incredible speed.

"Oh no! His energy is very strong, everyone be careful!" Number 16 turned pale and exclaimed.

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Chapter 92 Another Time Machine

"What?" Number 17 was stunned.

"Shh!"

At the critical moment, Vegeta flew in from a distance and gently raised his hand to catch the energy attack from Trunks.

"boom!"

Energy exploded around Vegeta.

However, for Vegeta in his current state, an attack with this amount of energy could not possibly cause him any harm.

"Dad!?" Trunks was taken aback and quickly called out.

Number 17 was stunned.

Number 18 stared wide-eyed.

Number 16 looked bewildered.

"Android 16, didn't you analyze that he's not Vegeta's son?" Android 18 turned around and asked with a gossipy look on her face.

"This kid attacked us right from the start... as if he had some deep grudge against us." Number 17 secretly wiped his sweat, his teeth itching with hatred.

No. 16: "..."

"The age doesn't make sense, unless Vegeta had a child when he was 12," Android 16 muttered.

"You three can leave now." Vegeta waved his hand, indicating that the three androids could go.

"Dad...why did you let them leave?" Trunks asked, feeling resentful.

“Trunks, they’re different from the androids you know.” Vegeta chuckled softly. “Keep them!”

Trunks: "..."

Dad, your persona has really changed.

Is this something you can do?

No... I'm not used to it anymore.

My future father would absolutely kill all three of them without hesitation.

but now……

Trunks sighed repeatedly.

"Hurry up! This Vegeta is quite strong!" Android 16 whispered to Androids 17 and 18.

Number 17 felt terrible. He and Number 18 exchanged a glance and quickly left with Number 16.

"Android 16, you said that boy and Vegeta have very strong energy?" Android 17 turned to look at Android 16 and asked.

"Yes, no less than Sun Wukong just now." Number 16 nodded solemnly.

"Are you kidding me? I feel like any random person could beat us." Number 17's lips twitched.

"It must be because we were born at the wrong time!" Number 18 bit his lower lip and said in a deep voice.

I felt a pang of heartache on the 17th.

What do you mean we were born at the wrong time?

"Strange, how could that boy be Vegeta's son? Is he his adopted son?" Android 17 muttered to himself.

Numbers 16 and 18 stopped talking.

Whether he's a godson or a biological son, it doesn't really matter to us anymore.

The main problem now is...

Vegeta, Goku, and even the boy who just appeared—their power is simply outrageous.

The three people on the 17th immediately left the scene at high speed.

It flew forward for a distance.

"Number 17, there's a car down there. Shall we go for a drive?" Number 18 suddenly pointed to a car speeding down the road below.

No. 17: "..."

What time is it? Why are you still going for a drive?

"I remember you used to really enjoy driving," Number 18 chuckled.

No. 17 remained silent.

"Don't look so lifeless!" Android 18 said nonchalantly, seemingly having come to terms with it. "So what if we can't beat Sun Wukong and the others? Even if we did, would you kill them?"

Number 17 remained silent.

"And Android 16, do you also want to kill Sun Wukong?" Android 18 turned to Android 16 and asked.

“That’s right, I was created to kill Sun Wukong.” Android 16 nodded seriously.

"Then why didn't you choose to self-destruct when you were holding Sun Wukong?" Android 18 asked with a smile.

No. 16: "..."

"Enough of this, let's drive!" Number 17 was getting annoyed by Number 18's nagging, so he immediately swooped down from the air and landed near a yellow van.

Numbers 18 and 16 immediately followed suit.

The two drivers of the yellow van were smoking and resting nearby.

On the 17th, they opened the back of the van and saw boxes and boxes of goods inside.

"These goods are in the way," Number 17 said with a look of disgust.

"Hey, hey, what are you three doing?" one of the drivers asked hurriedly.

On the 16th, they grabbed the van, tilted it, and dumped all the goods out.

"Snapped!"

Number 16 casually closed the car door.

The two drivers were completely stunned.

Then, number 17 stepped into the driver's seat, and number 18 sat in the passenger seat.

Number 16 had no choice but to sit in the cargo area of ​​the van.

"Let's go!" Number 17 shifted gears and stepped on the gas.

The car starts.

The two drivers stared blankly at the car as it drove away, bewildered in the wind.

……

"Trunks, how has your training been going these past three years?" Vegeta asked Trunks.

"Well... it's alright..." Trunks scratched his head sheepishly and replied, "If Super Saiyan 2 has levels, I was at the initial stage when I fought Majin Buu, and now I should be close to full power."

"Not bad." Vegeta nodded in satisfaction.

Although Vegeta felt that Trunks' training speed was a bit slow, upon closer reflection, he realized that Trunks ultimately didn't have a suitable mentor.

It's already quite an achievement to train to near Super Saiyan 2 full power through one's own efforts.

In my previous life, I hadn't reached this level of strength when I fought Majin Buu.

"Where's Kakarot from your world?" Vegeta asked with interest.

“Mr. Goku is a little bit stronger than me,” Trunks said with a smile.

Vegeta: "..."

"Hmph, just as I expected." Vegeta wasn't really surprised.

Because Vegeta knew that Kakarot was indeed a genius.

Surpassing Trunks in just three years is absolutely no problem.

“Let’s go, your mother is over there!” Vegeta pointed to the mountains in the distance.

Trunks: "???"

Trunks was stunned for a second, staring blankly at his father, speechless for a moment.

Dad, you've asked everyone else, why don't you ask yourself?

"What?" Vegeta glanced at Trunks.

"Dad, aren't you going to ask about my dad in that other world?" Trunks forced a smile.

"Hmph, that piece of trash, he'll be lucky to become a Super Saiyan now." Vegeta snorted.

Trunks's lips twitched; he was utterly speechless.

Dad, do you think it's appropriate for you to talk about your other self from another world like that?

"Could I have been right?" Vegeta was so angry that he gritted his teeth, clenched his right fist, and really wanted to follow Trunks to the future and beat up his future self.

“Yes…that’s right…” Trunks nodded, let out a helpless sigh, and lowered his head, saying, “I originally wanted to cultivate with my father…but it seems he doesn’t want to cultivate with me. He ran off to a very far place and hasn’t come home for a long time…”

Vegeta was silent.

This is indeed something I can do in the future.