Shared Talent: Traveling through a hundred worlds simultaneously

The crowd exchanged glances, but out of absolute trust in Su Chen's abilities and the wisdom and foresight he had consistently demonstrated, none of them objected.

Bick snorted, which was taken as tacit approval.

Wukong scratched his head: "As long as they stop doing bad things..."

Although Su Chen dealt with the invaders with swift and decisive action, preventing widespread destruction and casualties among Earth warriors, the aura released by the Saiyans before and after their landing, as well as the aftershocks of their brief clash, still affected some areas, resulting in the unfortunate deaths of some innocent people.

“Let’s go to Namek,” Su Chen decided. “We can use the Dragon Balls there to revive those who died in this incident, and by the way…” He glanced at Vegeta, “maybe we can also solve some people’s tail problems.”

Su Chen did not interfere much with the Namekian journey.

He's more like an observer and an insurer.

He watched Goku and the others contend with the Ginyu Force, watched Vegeta struggle on the edge of life and death and his mentality subtly change, and watched Goku be driven to the brink by Frieza. Finally, stimulated by Krillin's "death," he broke through his limits and transformed into the legendary Super Saiyan!

Golden flames soared into the sky, violent, furious, and with unparalleled majesty.

That spiky blond hair, those emerald green eyes, and that terrifying aura that made the entire Namekian planet tremble—it marked the beginning of a new, rapidly advancing era of power in the Dragon Ball world.

Su Chen stood on a high slope in the distance, feeling the exponentially increasing power of Wukong after his transformation, and gently exhaled.

He could sense that his current power level, in its normal state, was significantly lower than that of Super Saiyan Goku. It was a qualitative leap, a miracle born from the resonance of bloodline and rage.

"Finally... we've reached this stage?" Su Chen wasn't frustrated; instead, he felt a sense of relief, as if he had just expected it.

His path to becoming stronger differs from the Saiyan's bloodline explosion; it focuses more on understanding and controlling the essence of energy and deeply exploring his own potential. Although his speed is stable, it is inevitable that he will be surpassed in a short period of time in the face of such an explosive transformation.

"But it doesn't matter." He smiled, looking at Goku fighting Frieza amidst the golden flames. "At least, he's more than capable of dealing with the others."

He was referring to Cell, a homunculus who might appear in the future, and... perhaps himself who could be improved in other ways.

He vaguely sensed that his body, which had merged the souls of two lifetimes and seemed to have some subtle connection with the origin of this world, was not without the possibility of further advancement.

Time flies, and several peaceful years have passed.

A crisis involving androids loomed large. Dr. Gero's creations, Androids 19 and 20, were the first to appear, and their energy-absorbing properties caused the Z Fighters great losses.

However, by the time Su Chen arrived with Vegeta, whose strength had greatly increased and who was now able to steadily control the Great Ape's power, the battle was already nearing its end.

Sun Wukong collapsed due to a heart attack, but the others worked together to defeat the two absorbing androids.

The real threat came from the subsequent, more perfect creation pre-programmed by Dr. Groh's computer.

Number 17 and number 18.

When the figure with short blond hair, icy blue eyes, wearing a simple white short-sleeved shirt, black tight shorts, and a dark vest appeared, Su Chen's gaze was instantly drawn to her.

Number 18, or rather, Lazuli.

Her appearance was as exquisite as a doll's, yet it possessed a cold, lifeless beauty.

With a tall and well-proportioned figure, she presents an amazing and powerful curve under simple clothes. Every line seems to have been calculated with the most demanding precision, achieving a cold perfection.

She remained indifferent, seemingly unconcerned about the battles, destruction, and even the fear of humanity around her, as if she were simply following a pre-programmed sequence of events.

“Killing machine…” Su Chen murmured to himself.

But he knew that beneath this cold exterior lay a blank sheet of paper, almost untouched.

Dr. Groh endowed them with great power and the underlying logic for carrying out orders, but never instilled more complex values ​​and emotions in them.

In the original work, it was the influence of Krillin and Trunks, as well as their later peaceful life, that gradually made Android 18 "humanized".

“An opportunity…” Su Chen watched as Android 18 casually sent Piccolo, who had merged with Kami, flying away, his eyes still empty, but he had a plan in mind.

He didn't want to force anything to change, but rather planned to "add" something to guide her to "see" and "feel" the world beyond killing and missions.

The battle was extremely fierce.

After combining, Piccolo and Vegeta arrogantly challenged the enemy, but were severely injured and defeated one after the other.

Even with his ailing body, Sun Wukong's efforts to participate in the battle were futile.

Numbers 17 and 18 displayed overwhelming strength, as well as a lazy indifference that showed little interest in the battle itself.

Just as Number 18 was about to kill the fallen Klin, Su Chen made his move.

He didn't choose to confront them head-on, as he might not have been able to defeat the androids under normal circumstances. Instead, he used his exquisite footwork and energy manipulation to narrowly parry Android 18's attack, while simultaneously using a gentle force to send Krillin out of the battle.

A slight ripple finally appeared in Number 18's icy blue eyes, and for the first time, she looked directly at Su Chen.

“You… are different.” Her voice was cold and emotionless.

"This world is not just about fighting and destruction." Su Chen smiled at her, though he looked a little disheveled from the energy blast from No. 17 that had just intervened.

Number 18 tilted his head, seemingly unable to understand the sentence.

But instead of continuing her attack, she was called away by Android 17 to carry out the core mission of "finding and killing Sun Wukong".

In the days that followed, Su Chen did not forcibly intervene in the main storyline battles.

Goku was sent to receive treatment for his heart condition, and Piccolo and the others trained hard, but he would always "accidentally" appear near Android 17 and 18.

Sometimes, while they were wandering aimlessly, they would "happen" to be eating ice cream by the roadside and "politely" invite Number Eighteen to try some.

Sometimes, they rescue innocent little animals from something before they even start destroying it.

Sometimes, they might just be passing by a scenic spot and casually remark to themselves, "The sunset here has a very special color."

His actions were suicidal in the eyes of the Z Fighters, but Su Chen enjoyed it immensely.

Number 18 went from completely ignoring him at first to occasionally glancing at him, the coldness in her eyes seemingly melting away a tiny bit of her insignificant doubt.

Number 17 was more impatient with this "strange and somewhat powerful" Earthling, but seemed too lazy to bother to eliminate him since Su Chen had never really interfered with their "business".

After all, Su Chen was not weak, and it wouldn't be easy for them to kill him. Moreover, he relied more on technique than on accumulating energy.

Cell's appearance changed everything.

This monster, which absorbed Number 17 and aimed to absorb Number 18 to become its complete form, brought about a true apocalyptic crisis.

Just as Cell found Android 18 and was about to succeed, Su Chen once again stood in front of him.

This time, he held back and unleashed his full power! However, Cell's strength after absorbing Android 17 was terrifying. Although Su Chen's power in his normal state far exceeded that of ordinary Z Fighters, he was still at a disadvantage against Cell's near-perfect form, and was repeatedly defeated and covered in wounds.

"Why?" Number 18 looked at the man who stood in front of her time and time again, fighting to the death despite being outmatched. Her cold logic chip seemed to malfunction.

"Does your program contain instructions to protect me?" She couldn't understand this "meaningless" behavior.

“There was no procedure,” Su Chen spat out a mouthful of blood, having blocked Cell’s heavy blow, his arm numb, “I just… didn’t want to see you absorbed by that disgusting thing.”

He turned around and gave Number 18 a somewhat disheveled but unusually bright smile, "You deserve a better ending, Lazli."

“Lazuli…” Number 18, no, Lazuli softly repeated this almost forgotten name.

It seems as if a small pebble has been thrown into the frozen lake of my heart.

Cell's patience ran out, and he launched a fatal attack, aiming directly at Number 18 behind Su Chen.

At the critical moment, a strange energy that had been dormant within Su Chen for a long time, seemingly connected to the very origin of this world, suddenly erupted due to a strong desire to protect and the stimulation of a life-or-death crisis!
That was neither golden flames nor any known transformation.

It was a hazy halo, as if composed of countless tiny starlight, that enveloped Su Chen.

His aura didn't surge to the exaggerated level of a Super Saiyan 2nd or even 3rd stage, but it became incredibly solid, ancient, and seemed to carry a rhythmic flow of some kind of rule.

His speed, strength, and energy level instantly rose to an incredible level!
"What kind of power is this?!" Cell exclaimed in shock, his attack easily neutralized by the starlight.

Su Chen himself was slightly taken aback, but then he understood.

Is this a resonance between his soul, a time traveler, and some fundamental element of this world?

Is it the unique spiritual power brought about by memories of two lifetimes? Or something else entirely?
I can actually unleash my full power?!

Without time to think, he followed the guidance of this force and threw a punch!
Without a deafening explosion, Cell's incredibly hard body, the moment it was touched by the starlight-encased fist, disintegrated and vanished at the molecular level, like a weathered sand sculpture. It didn't even have time to scream before it completely disappeared into the air.

silence.

Everyone was stunned, including Goku and Vegeta, who had just arrived and hadn't even had a chance to transform yet.

The starlight surrounding Su Chen slowly receded, and he felt a strong sense of weakness, but his heart was filled with joy.

I never knew I had such potential!

He turned around and looked at number 18, who was staring at him blankly.

Lazili.

The coldness in her icy blue eyes completely melted away, replaced by an extremely complex emotion.

Shock, bewilderment, confusion, and a faint glimmer of light that she herself was unaware of.

The crisis was averted, and the world temporarily returned to peace.

To celebrate, and as is a tradition for the Z Fighters, they went to a beautiful beach near Nanto.

Sunshine, beach, waves.

Bulma, dressed in a sexy bikini, exudes a mature and alluring charm.

Lanqi, on the other hand, wore a relatively conservative one-piece swimsuit that still accentuated her beautiful figure, and shyly hid under a parasol.

Xiao Wu also changed into a simple swimsuit and quietly prepared drinks and food on the side.

The most eye-catching one is undoubtedly number 18.

At Bulma's urging, she put on a white two-piece swimsuit, the simple design of which perfectly showcased her transformed, flawless figure.

Her short, golden hair shimmered in the sunlight, and her icy blue eyes, which had been somewhat indifferent, now held a hint of inquiry and unfamiliar curiosity as she watched the waves crashing on the beach, the children building sandcastles, and the frolicking crowd in the distance.

She still didn't talk much, but the coldness that kept people at a distance had mostly melted away.

Master Roshi, wearing sunglasses, was bleeding profusely from his nose, which was being held down by Krillin and Oolong.

"Wow! This is life! Su Chen... I'm so envious!" His wailing was filled with sincere respect.

In the evening, Su Chen brought No. 18 to the secluded hot spring hotel they had booked.

A separate open-air hot spring pool, steaming hot, surrounded by swaying bamboo shadows.

Number 18 is soaking in the warm spring water, with her eyes slightly closed, seemingly learning to relax.

The moisture gave her fair skin a faint pink hue, and her short, wet golden hair clung to her forehead and cheeks, softening her sharp features and making her appear more gentle.

Su Chen sat down next to her and naturally reached out his arm to put it around her smooth shoulder.

Number 18 stiffened slightly, but did not dodge. She simply turned her head and looked at him with her blue eyes, which had regained some of their luster.

“From now on, I’ll show you this world anew,” Su Chen said, looking at her with a gentle yet firm voice. “It’s not just about battles and missions. There’s delicious food, beautiful scenery, a peaceful life, and… people worth caring about.”

Number 18 was silent for a moment, then softly hummed in agreement.

Su Chen lowered his head and kissed her slightly cool lips.

At first, she was a little at a loss and her body stiffened, but gradually, enveloped by that warm and firm aura, she began to respond awkwardly.

This kiss was unlike the passion with Bulma, nor the tenderness and shyness with Launch; it carried a new, exploratory thrill.

After the kiss ended, Su Chen habitually and affectionately patted her pert buttocks gently.

Unexpectedly, number 18 blinked.
Suddenly, she reached out and, mimicking him, patted his firm buttocks.

"Snap." The sound was crisp.

Su Chen was taken aback, then burst into laughter, the sound echoing above the hot spring pool.

He pulled No. 18, who couldn't help but smile and whose lips were slightly upturned, into a tight embrace.

"You learn very quickly, Lazli."

Number 18 leaned against him, feeling the vibrations in his chest and the warm spring water. In her icy blue eyes, the last trace of the "killing machine" gloom finally dissipated completely, and a very faint but genuine smile appeared.

She didn't know what the future held, but the embrace was warm, the man's smile was bright, and this new, unfamiliar "world" seemed... not so bad. (End of Chapter)