Shared Talent: Traveling through a hundred worlds simultaneously

"Let me go! You...you womanizer! You have Bulma, that blue-haired idiot, and that cold-blooded doll...Ugh!"

Her words were cut off.

Su Chen lowered his head and kissed her lips, which were uttering sharp words without giving her a chance to speak.

"Mmm...!" The blonde Lan Qi froze, her fists instinctively pounding Su Chen's shoulder. At first, the force was considerable, but it quickly softened under the familiar yet forceful kiss.

Su Chen's kiss was not gentle; it carried a hint of punishment and a declaration of dominance as he pried open her teeth and stole her breath.

Lanqi's resistance grew weaker and weaker, eventually turning into a half-hearted sob. Her clenched fists loosened, and she weakly clutched his clothes instead.

After a long while, Su Chen finally let go of her.

Blonde Lanqi was panting heavily, her golden hair was slightly disheveled, her lips were slightly swollen, her eyes were shimmering with tears, her anger had not subsided, but there was also a hint of confusion and embarrassment, and her cheeks were flushed red.

"You...you're using this trick again!" Her voice trembled slightly, whether from anger or something else, it was hard to tell.

“This trick works best on you.” Su Chen chuckled, his fingers tracing her flushed cheeks, wiping away a suspicious trace of water. “Besides, I like seeing you like this.”

"Pervert! Are you a masochist? Do you like seeing me angry?!" Blonde Lanqi retorted stubbornly, but her body betrayed her by not pushing away his slightly intimate touch.

“I like you as you are.” Su Chen corrected, his gaze deep. “Whether you’re angry or happy, you’re straightforward and never pretend. That’s you, the one and only Lan Qi.”

He paused, lowered his voice, and said seductively, "Especially... after I 'suppressed' you, you looked so angry yet helpless."

"You...!" Blonde Lanqi was speechless with anger, but found that she couldn't find any more powerful words to refute him, and her heart even skipped a few beats.

She shoved Su Chen away abruptly, jumped back two steps, and pointed at him fiercely: "You just wait! One day... one day I'll make you pay!"

After saying that, as if afraid of being "suppressed" again, and also afraid that the uncontrollable heat on her face would be seen more clearly, she turned around and ran upstairs with a series of angry footsteps.

Su Chen watched her figure disappear around the corner of the stairs, his smile deepening.

He knew that her so-called "I'll make you pay" would most likely turn into an even more intense "confrontation" and a faster "fall" the next time they met.

He thoroughly enjoyed this dynamic interaction.

He turned around in a good mood, his gaze sweeping across the living room.

Bulma was probably tinkering with something new in the lab again, while Mai was quietly preparing afternoon tea in the kitchen.

His gaze eventually fell on the lounge chair by the floor-to-ceiling window.

Number 18—Lazili—was sitting there quietly.

She changed out of her futuristic outfit and into a simple white cotton dress, barefoot, holding a soft cushion in her arms.

Her short, golden hair was almost transparent in the sunlight, and her icy blue eyes gazed at the children chasing butterflies in the yard outside the window. Her gaze was no longer the inorganic emptiness it once held, but rather a quiet, slightly questioning observation.

Su Chen walked over, sat down next to her, and naturally stretched out his arm to pull her and the pillow into his embrace.

Number 18 paused slightly, then relaxed and leaned into his arms.

She has gradually become familiar with this action, and even... has begun to rely on it.

She didn't say anything, but hugged the cushion tighter, her gaze still fixed on the view outside the window.

Su Chen didn't say anything, but simply enjoyed the peaceful company.

He could smell her faint, unique scent, a mixture of clean energy and sunlight, and feel the texture of her body—not soft, but incredibly resilient and with perfect lines.

He lowered his head and gently kissed the top of her head, then her forehead, the tip of her nose, and finally pressed his lips to her slightly cool lips.

Number 18's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and she slowly closed her eyes.

At first, she was still somewhat passive and awkward, but as time went on, with Su Chen's patient and gentle guidance, she began to try to respond.

Her kissing skills weren't great, even a bit clumsy, but she was exceptionally earnest, as if she were learning and deciphering the emotional code behind the act of "kissing."

This kiss was different from the passionate one with Bulma, and also different from the intense or gentle one with Launch; it was more like a quiet exploration and delivery.

For a long time, the lips are divided.

Number 18 slowly opened his eyes, his icy blue eyes were close at hand, reflecting Su Chen's face and a clearly discernible emotion called "gentleness".

That solid ice shell has long since melted, and the ripples that are now spreading are waves carrying warmth.

Su Chen stroked her cheek, his thumb gently caressing her smooth skin.

"What are you thinking about?" he asked.

Number 18 paused for a moment, seemingly organizing his thoughts or confirming the increasingly clear and unfamiliar emotions he was feeling.

“They…” she looked at the children playing outside the window, “are very happy.”

"And you?" Su Chen pressed, his gaze fixed on her eyes.

Number 18 met his gaze, a hint of confusion flashing in her icy blue eyes, but it was quickly replaced by a more certain gentleness.

"...It seems so, a little bit."

She wasn't sure if this warm feeling in her chest and the urge to get closer to the person next to her was "happiness," but she knew it was completely different from the "procedural confirmation" after executing orders and completing tasks.

“That’s enough.” Su Chen smiled, pulling her closer to his chest and resting his chin on the top of her head. “Take it slow, Lazli. You’ll feel more.”

Number 18 stayed quietly in his arms, like a cat that had finally put away its claws and found a safe corner.

She even unconsciously rubbed her cheek against Su Chen's chest, an extremely subtle yet dependent gesture.

This action startled her slightly, and then the tenderness in her eyes became even more pronounced.

She seemed to be beginning to understand that intimacy is not just about physical contact, but also about emotional closeness and comfort.

Su Chen sensed her subtle changes and felt a wave of tenderness wash over him.

From a cold killing machine to a "human" who begins to feel emotions and learn to depend on others, the process is long and wondrous, and the fact that he can participate in, witness, and guide it is itself a supreme satisfaction.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone through the window, bathing the two embracing figures in a warm golden glow.

In the distance, the faint sound of blonde Launch stomping her feet in dissatisfaction upstairs could be heard; the sweet aroma of Mai baking cookies wafted from the kitchen; and from the direction of the laboratory, Bulma's excited shouts seemed to be coming…

This is his life—noisy, warm, full of everyday life and the incredible.

The kitten in his arms is gradually shedding its mechanical coldness and learning to feel this unique warmth.

Su Chen closed his eyes contentedly, feeling that things could really go on forever.

Some time passed, and Su Chen, who was playing with the children building blocks in the backyard, suddenly looked up, his eyes instantly sharp as knives.

This aura... far surpassed anything he had ever sensed before, even carrying a kind of oppressive force that transcended the rules.

“The God of Destruction, Beerus…” he murmured the name, his brow furrowing slightly.

What was supposed to come finally came.

However, given how the story has progressed, it's likely that angels will appear later in the future.

Angel Bardos.

An angel who enjoys playing pranks on the god of destruction would surely have a lot of fun if he could make the god fall.

However, the difference in strength needs to be considered.

Also, after a while, Zeno will also appear.

Hopefully, Wukong can handle it and resolve this matter well.

He did not reveal himself immediately, but instead concealed his aura, quietly sensing the battle in the distance that would determine the fate of Earth, just like an ordinary bystander.

He could hear Goku's excited roar, feel the unique, divine aura of Super Saiyan God soaring into the sky, and clearly perceive Beerus's effortless, even slightly lazy and powerful, cat-and-mouse-like demeanor.

The battle was far more intense than in the original story.

Under Su Chen's invisible pressure, Sun Wukong's Super Saiyan God form became more stable, his power more formidable, and his punches and kicks truly carried a rule-shaking quality.

But a god of destruction is, after all, a god of destruction.

Beerus went from being slightly surprised at first, to gradually becoming serious, and finally even used some of his real power.

Sun Wukong gave it his all, even unleashing his full potential in a desperate situation, his aura breaking through the limits of Super Saiyan God and taking on a more ferocious golden hue—that was the burst of his own potential under dire circumstances, vaguely touching the threshold of Super Saiyan Blue!
Unfortunately, it's still not enough.

"boom!"

After the earth-shattering roar, there was a chilling silence.

Sun Wukong lay on the ground covered in wounds, his Super Saiyan God aura completely extinguished, his eyes filled with resentment and shock.

He was defeated, completely defeated.

Beerus, hovering in mid-air, rubbed his slightly numb wrist. Goku's final outburst had indeed made him take things a little more seriously. His purple cat face showed a hint of appreciation, but more so a kind of annoyance at being interrupted and a certain... sudden urge to destroy.

“An interesting Saiyan. He lets me stretch my muscles a bit.” Beerus’s voice carried the ethereal and indifferent quality unique to gods. “However, the game ends here. This planet… it’s a bit unpleasant to look at. Let’s just destroy it.”

He slowly raised his finger, and a point of extremely deep purple energy sphere, seemingly capable of devouring all light, condensed at his fingertip.

That was not a ki blast, but a power that contained the "destruction" of the rules themselves. Its mere existence caused the surrounding space to begin to distort and collapse.

All living beings on Earth felt that chilling fear that came from the depths of their souls.

The Z Fighters screamed in despair, and the villa area where Bulma and the others lived was shrouded in an apocalyptic shadow.

Blue-haired Lanqi hugged the child tightly, her face pale.

Blonde Lanqi glared at the sky, but felt an unprecedented sense of powerlessness.

He eventually separated the two Lan Qi, but they can reunite.

They just love to be jealous of each other.

But in essence, the two have a pretty good relationship.

Not far away, Number 18 shielded the child behind him, his icy blue eyes fixed on the purple light, his body instinctively entering a state of maximum alert.

Xiao Wu knelt on the ground, her lips trembling as she silently murmured Su Chen's name.

Bulma gritted her teeth, looking in the direction where Su Chen often stayed, her eyes filled with a last glimmer of hope.

"Sigh..." A soft sigh seemed to travel across a great distance, clearly reaching everyone's ears and interrupting the energy gathering at Beerus's fingertips.

Su Chen's figure had appeared between Beerus and Earth without anyone noticing.

He was dressed in simple home clothes, without any powerful aura emanating from him. He simply floated calmly, looking up at the towering God of Destruction.

"Lord Beerus, the God of Destruction," Su Chen's voice wasn't loud, but it strangely overwhelmed all the noise and fear in the world, "Could you, for my sake, spare this planet?"

Beerus narrowed his eyes, scrutinizing the human who had suddenly appeared.

There was no divine aura, no Saiyan ferocity, and not even a hint of powerful energy fluctuations... just like an ordinary Earthling.

However, it was this "ordinary person" who caused the destructive energy at his fingertips to falter slightly.

"Your face?" Beerus scoffed, as if he had heard the most ridiculous joke in the universe. "A mere human dares to talk about 'face' in front of me? Perfect, I'll destroy you too."

He flicked his finger, and the purple destructive energy did not expand. Instead, it condensed to its extreme, transforming into a purple line as thin as a hair, yet seemingly capable of cutting through space and time, which silently shot towards Su Chen!

This attack was far more casual than the one against Sun Wukong, yet it was also far more deadly, embodying the pure concept of "erasure."

Su Chen did not dodge, nor did he even make any defensive stance.

He simply watched the purple line approach in silence.

Just as the purple line touched a spot an inch in front of him, a sudden change occurred!

No explosion, no impact.

The destructive energy, powerful enough to easily destroy stars and annihilate gods, vanished the moment it touched the invisible "domain" surrounding Su Chen, like a drop of water falling into a hot iron, making a soft "hiss" sound, and then... disappeared.

It wasn't canceled out or defended against, but rather as if it had encountered a higher-dimensional being, whose very "concept" of existence was negated and erased.

"What?!" Beerus's purple pupils contracted sharply for the first time!
The laziness and disdain on his face were instantly replaced by unbelievable shock!

He had never encountered this situation before!

Destructive energy is the authority bestowed upon him by the laws of the universe; it is the opposite of "existence"! How could it be so easily resolved by a mortal?

No, it's not that it's resolved, it's that it's... ineffective?!

On King Kai's planet, Old Kai and Kibito nearly popped their eyes out, while North Kai was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground, trembling as he clung to Babluth.

The Z Fighters on Earth were also stunned. They could feel the terrifying destructive energy, but they couldn't understand how Su Chen had done it.

Su Chen himself wasn't too surprised; he had already noticed his own difference after defeating the previous powerful opponent. (End of Chapter)