Dragon Ball: My power level has been maxed out

“I’ve specially changed the prescription to Earth’s language!” Porunga replied. “Speak your third wish!”

"If I don't need a third wish, could the time it takes to summon you again be shorter next time?" Solo asked, tilting his head.

“Yes,” Porunga answered quickly, his voice low. “I will be summoned again in about ninety days, before Sun Wukong dies, but I can only grant one wish.”

"Then I have no further wishes, thank you." Solo thanked him sincerely and bowed slightly.

"You're welcome, goodbye!" After saying this, Borunga's enormous body quickly dissipated.

The seven Dragon Balls that had turned to stone fell from the sky, landing near Soro, rolling a few times on the blue lawn, and then came to a stop.

If nothing unexpected happens, these seven stones will be restored to Dragon Balls within three months.

"Thank you, Elder Mullie," Solo quickly thanked him, turning to face Mullie.

“You’re welcome, Mr. Solo,” Murray said, a gentle smile curving his lips. “We also hope that Mr. Sun Wukong can survive.”

"I'm leaving now." Solo waved goodbye, waving his hand twice in front of him.

After speaking, Solo touched his forehead with his finger, and golden aura patterns appeared around his body.

"Shh!"

He used teleportation and his figure disappeared from the spot.

……

In the blink of an eye, Zoro was back at Goku's house.

Everyone present immediately focused their attention on Solo, their faces showing a mixture of anticipation and nervousness.

Qiqi clutched the hem of her clothes.

Son Gohan stood on tiptoe, staring intently at Zoro.

Klin crossed his arms and leaned slightly forward.

Bulma twisted her fingers together and held her breath.

Bick remained silent.

"How is it, Solo?" Bulma asked cautiously, her voice trembling.

“This medicine can extend Goku’s life by three months.” Zoro relayed Shenron’s words to Bulma in detail. “Here is the prescription. See if you can find someone to study it carefully and develop a special medicine that can be used by Earthlings.”

He handed Bulma the special medicine and the prescription, stuffing the medicine bottle and paper into her hand.

Bulma looked down at the label on the medicine bottle, then at the prescription.

She unscrewed the bottle cap, poured out two small white pills, and handed them to Qiqi.

"Two pieces will suffice!" Bulma urged, her voice urgent. "I'll get the team to work on the rest right away!"

Qiqi took the medicine with both hands, her fingers trembling slightly.

Son Gohan stepped forward, poured a glass of water, and carefully handed it to Chi-Chi with both hands.

The group gently lifted Sun Wukong, supported his back, and rested his head on the pillow.

Chi-Chi put two pills into Goku's mouth, and Gohan brought the water cup to Goku's lips.

As warm water flowed down his throat, Sun Wukong swallowed instinctively.

After taking the alien's special medicine, Sun Wukong's condition improved significantly.

His complexion changed from sallow to pale, his breathing changed from rapid to steady, his brows relaxed, and his expression was no longer so painful.

Before long, Sun Wukong fell asleep peacefully, his breathing even and deep.

"Bulma, we can only rely on you from now on!" Chi-Chi held Bulma's hand tightly, pleading, her eyes reddening again.

"Chi-Chi, please don't say that." Bulma nodded solemnly, placing her hands on Chi-Chi's hands. "I will find a way to save Goku!"

Bulma, not wanting to waste any more time, quickly walked up to Solo.

“Solo, take me home,” she said, her eyes urgent.

Solo nodded and put his hand on Bulma's shoulder.

"Shh!"

Solo used teleportation to send her home.

……

Xidu, the headquarters of the Universal Capsule Group.

The moment Bulma arrived home, she rushed down the corridor and pushed open the laboratory door.

Dr. Briefs was sitting at his lab bench with a test tube in his hand when his daughter rushed in, and he frowned slightly.

Bulma placed the special medicine and prescription on the lab table and explained the situation to her father, word by word.

Dr. Briefs adjusted his glasses, picked up the medicine bottle and looked at it, then picked up the prescription and examined it carefully.

His brows furrowed more and more, and he tapped the prescription twice with his finger.

He then put down the prescription, quickly took out his phone from his pocket, and dialed a number.

"Hey, come to my house right now with your team, it's urgent."

After hanging up, Dr. Briffs dialed several other numbers.

In less than an hour, a group of medical doctors in white coats arrived at Bulma's house from all over the world.

They gathered in the laboratory, around the prescription and the bottle of pills, discussing in hushed tones, their brows furrowed.

Dr. Briffs made more than a dozen copies of the prescription and gave one to each person.

He handed the bottle of pills to the analysis team so they could study the pills' ingredients and molecular structure.

The entire laboratory was filled with a busy and tense atmosphere.

Solo couldn't offer much help in this regard.

He stood at the laboratory door, arms crossed, watching the doctoral students busy at their workbenches, occasionally exchanging a few words in hushed tones.

Whether Wukong can survive depends on the expertise of these medical professionals.

Solo's gaze fell on the blue sky outside the window, and he tapped his fingers lightly on his arm twice.

Three months is neither a long nor a short time.

Hopefully, these doctors can develop a cure for Earthlings within three months.

Chapter 107 Bardos Descends to Earth

The laboratory lights stayed on all night.

The group of doctors in white coats sat around a long table, with photocopies of the prescriptions scattered all over it.

Everyone's brows were furrowed in a tight knot, their fingers tapping on the paper, and they muttered to themselves.

The doctors looked at the prescription and all shook their heads and sighed.

Because they had never even heard of some of the molecular formulas on the prescription.

Those symbols and structural formulas are like celestial script, beyond the scope of existing chemical knowledge on Earth.

How do I study a molecular formula I've never heard of before?

Solo stood at the laboratory door, arms crossed, looking at the worried faces of the doctors, lost in thought.

It seems that developing a suitable drug for Earthlings within three months will be extremely difficult.

Although Earth's technological level is not low, it is still far behind those civilizations in the universe that have developed for tens of thousands of years.

However, Solo wasn't idle either.

Borunga said that another way is to find the Supreme Kai or an angel.

Solo wasn't very optimistic about Borunga's idea of ​​finding the Supreme Kai.

The Supreme Kai of Universe 7 is really weak. He hides in the Supreme Kai World all day long and doesn't even care when Frieza destroys planets.

Even if we find him, he might not heal Sun Wukong.

After all, Sun Wukong's reputation in the universe is not very widespread yet.

Only after Sun Wukong dies will he become famous in Heaven and attract the attention of the Supreme Kai.

But angels are different.

Angels are generally easygoing. If you give him some good food, he might take pity on you and cure Sun Wukong's viral heart disease.

The only way now is to see if my master-level culinary skills can attract the angels.

If not, Wukong will likely not live much longer.

This is probably Sun Wukong's tribulation.

Solo never imagined that he was in the most primitive time and space.

That is, there is no Trunks traveling from the future to the past.

The androids born in this timeline will be extremely evil beings.

It seems there's no longer a Cell, since Cell's birth is twenty years in the future.

Solo originally wanted to have some fun with Cell.

I can't worry about that anymore.

Solo is going to try out his master-level culinary skills.

……

That afternoon, Soro asked Bulma to prepare some ingredients for him.

He stood in the kitchen of the Capsule Corporation, tapping his fingers lightly twice on the countertop.

The reason for choosing to cook on Earth is because there are more ingredients available on Earth.

Most of the food on Mars was introduced from Earth, and many of it hasn't even matured yet.

"You're going to cook?" Bulma paused, looking Solo up and down, her gaze sweeping from his serious face to his rolled-up sleeves, somewhat puzzled.