Dragon Ball: My power level has been maxed out

"You should go get treatment too," Frieza nodded and waved her hand.

"Thank you, Lord Frieza!" Sabo breathed a long sigh of relief, his shoulders relaxed, and the cold sweat on his back finally dried.

We finally managed to get away with it!

Let's focus on healing the injury first.

"Apulu." Frieza pointed at Apuru and gave the order, then pointed forward with his index finger, "Contact headquarters immediately and have the Ginyu Force come here, and bring some detectors with them!"

He paused, then tapped his chin twice with his fingers.

"It should only take five days to get there, right?"

“Yes!” Apru nodded, his feet together and his back straight.

Sabo was immediately alarmed, his pupils contracting slightly. He hurriedly asked, "Lord Frieza, are you going to deploy the Ginyu Force now?"

"You've been beaten to a pulp." Frieza snorted, his lips curving slightly downwards, his gaze sweeping over Sabo. "If you don't activate the Ginyu Force soon, do you expect me, Frieza, to do it myself?"

“You’re right!” Sabo nodded excitedly, his eyes shining and a grin spreading across his face. “That guy who injured me, with the Ginyu Force involved, they’ll definitely beat him to a pulp!”

Frieza waved his hand, gesturing in front of him to signal that Sabo could get lost.

Sabo, dragging his exhausted body, carried Vegeta and walked heavily toward the treatment room.

Vegeta hung on his shoulder like a sack of cargo, his head drooping and his arms swinging back and forth.

The two disappeared at the end of the corridor.

……

Zoro, carrying the Dragon Ball, swaggered back to where Goku and the others were.

The orange-yellow sphere felt heavy in his arms, gleaming faintly in the sunlight.

He slowly descended from the air, his feet landing on the blue lawn.

"Zoro, you're back?" Goku's face lit up with joy, a wide smile spreading across his face. Then he noticed the Dragon Ball in Zoro's hand, his eyes brightening. "Not bad, you found another Dragon Ball?"

"I passed through a village and chatted with the village elders." Solo smiled slightly and placed the Dragon Ball on the ground. "They gave it to me. I also had the villagers hide it somewhere."

"Now we have two Dragon Balls!" Krillin rubbed his hands together excitedly, his fingers rubbing against each other, his eyes shining.

"Yes!" Son Gohan also cheered, a smile spreading across his face.

“Zoro.” Krillin reached out and ruffled Dende’s hair, patting the boy’s head twice as he introduced him to Zoro, “This is Dende. Gohan and I rescued him in a village. We even saw Frieza there; it was terrifying.”

He paused, then looked down at Dandy and said, "Dandy, don't be afraid, he's one of us."

"Hello...hello." Dandy greeted him timidly, his voice barely audible, his gaze lingering on Solo's face for a second before quickly looking away.

"You guys are really something." Solo gave a thumbs up admiringly, a smile of appreciation curving his lips. "To escape from Frieza is truly remarkable."

"We were just lucky." Klin scratched his head sheepishly and rubbed his fingers on his bald head a couple of times.

"It was Uncle Krillin who escaped using the Solar Flare," Gohan explained, pointing in Krillin's direction. "It's similar to Uncle Zoro's Flash Technique."

"Good job," Solo praised, a smile playing on his lips.

"Goku!" Krillin asked hurriedly, turning to look at Goku. "Quickly, check if the remaining five Dragon Balls are with Frieza?"

Sun Wukong took out the Dragon Radar from his pocket, a palm-sized, round device in his hand. He pressed the button on the side, and the screen lit up.

Five points of light gathered at one spot on the screen, close together, like a bunch of grapes.

Sun Wukong nodded solemnly, his brows furrowing slightly.

"It seems the only way to collect all the Dragon Balls is to steal them from Frieza," Krillin said in a low voice, his Adam's apple bobbing.

"I've already spoken to Vegeta," Solo smiled slightly, crossing his arms. "I promised to grant him one wish."

"Huh?" Krillin exclaimed, looking at Zoro with a puzzled expression, his eyes wide. "You're going to grant Vegeta's wish?"

“The Namekian dragon can grant three wishes, right, Dende?” Solo lowered his head, his gaze falling on Dende.

"Yes...yes." Dandy nodded, her little hands clutching the hem of her clothes.

"A person who has died once can be resurrected, right?" Solo asked again.

“That’s right.” Dandy nodded again, his gaze becoming serious.

“So all you need to wish for is to bring Chiaotzu back to life after he died once,” Zoro suggested, glancing at Goku and Krillin. “I also need a wish.”

"So, dumplings can be brought back to life!" Sun Wukong exclaimed excitedly, his eyes shining, and he clenched his fist in front of him. "That's wonderful!"

He readily agreed, a wide smile spreading across his face: "No problem!"

“But… Solo,” Krillin asked curiously, tilting his head, “what wish do you plan to make?”

“Our Saiyan race, our biggest weakness, is our inability to survive in outer space,” Solo said thoughtfully, rubbing his chin twice with his fingers. “So I plan to make a wish that all the surviving Saiyans will have the ability to survive in outer space.”

"Huh?" Sun Wukong's eyes lit up, and his lips curled into an even wider grin. "Surviving in outer space? Can I do that too?"

I immediately realized that Solo's idea was very feasible.

“You’re a Saiyan too, of course you can,” Zoro smiled slightly.

He paused, then added, "Let's give the third wish to Vegeta. If his wish can't be granted, we'll transfer all the Namekians to Earth."

"What do you mean Vegeta's wish can't be fulfilled?" Krillin scratched his head, rubbing his scalp with his fingers, a little confused. "What did he want to wish for? Wasn't it immortality? Is that wish impossible to fulfill?"

“Yes…yes.” Dende took over, his voice not loud but clear, “Polunga’s power is limited, and there are many wishes that cannot be fulfilled. So even if Frieza collected all the Dragon Balls, he could not achieve his wish for immortality. Because the body cannot be immortal. By the way, Porunga means Shenron.”

"That puts my mind at ease!" Sun Wukong breathed a long sigh of relief, his shoulders relaxed, and a relieved smile appeared on his lips. "I thought that if Frieza's wish came true, he would be invincible no matter how hard I tried to beat him."

“So,” Krillin muttered, tapping his temple, “I tricked Vegeta…and shattered his dreams…”

He paused, then laughed heartily, the sound echoing in the air.

"Zoro, you're something else! Vegeta's in for it!"

"What do we do now?" Goku asked Zoro, arms crossed. "Should we go and steal the Dragon Balls?"

“No need to rush,” Solo suggested, his gaze sweeping over everyone. “We have two Dragon Balls here, so why don’t we wait here and wait for them to come to us? Vegeta has already gone to Frieza to heal his injuries. Maybe once he’s healed, he’ll steal Frieza’s Dragon Balls and give them to us.”

"Would he be that stupid?" Klin scratched his head, his brows furrowing slightly.

“What we need to do is wait for the enemy to tire themselves out,” Solo said, taking out a multi-purpose capsule from his pocket, pressing it with his thumb, and casually tossing it away.

"boom!"

The all-purpose capsule exploded in the air, releasing a cloud of white smoke. After the smoke cleared, a table full of delicious food appeared on the blue lawn.

Grilled meat, stew, salad, fruit, dessert...

Steaming hot, with a wonderful aroma.

"Let's have a good meal first."

……

Half an hour later.

Frieza's spaceship, the treatment room.

The lid of the treatment chamber opened, and green liquid slowly descended.

Sabo stepped out of the treatment pod, stretched his shoulders, and his bones made a series of soft cracking sounds.

He looked down at his hands, clenched his fists, and felt the restoring power within his body.

Sabo has fully recovered from his injury.

Vegeta was still receiving treatment in the medical device, lying in the adjacent pod.

Green liquid soaked his body, and bubbles rose from the bottom, swirling around him.

The liquid seeped through his skin into his muscles and bones, repairing his injuries and even restoring his energy.

Sabo stood in front of Vegeta's treatment chamber, arms crossed, a slight downturn at the corners of his mouth.

"Hmph." Sabo was a little annoyed, and his lips twitched. "I didn't expect I'd have to treat this guy!"

He paused, then turned to ask Apru beside him, raising an eyebrow slightly: "How much longer will it take for him to regain consciousness?"

“His injuries are much more severe than Lord Sabo’s,” Apru replied, his gaze falling on the instrument panel of the treatment pod, and his finger tapping the screen. “It will take at least 30 minutes to bring him back to consciousness.”

“I’ll go report to Lord Frieza,” Sabo said, turning and leaving with much lighter steps.

Sabo's injuries have now been healed, and he plans to report the Dragon Balls to Frieza.

After all, Sabo had already discovered that Zoro and his crew possessed a Dragon Ball.

The reason why it wasn't reported to Frieza before was because Sabo's injuries were too severe.

It was said back then that Frieza would definitely make him drag his badly injured body to find the Dragon Balls.

Sabo's figure disappeared at the end of the corridor.

Apuru stood in front of the treatment pod, his hands behind his back, smiling as he stared at Vegeta who was receiving treatment, a disdainful smile playing on his lips.

“The famous Vegeta,” Apuru chuckled, tilting his head, “can’t stir up a hornet’s nest in front of Lord Frieza.”

However, just as Apru finished speaking...

Vegeta, who had kept his eyes tightly closed, suddenly opened them, his pupils contracted sharply, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

"Huh?" Apru immediately sensed something was wrong, and the hairs on the back of his head stood on end.

"Boom!"

Vegeta waved his hand, his arm suddenly rising from the healing fluid, and a powerful burst of energy shot out from his palm, directly impacting Apuru.

Energy penetrated the glass wall of the healing device, and a bright white beam of light pierced through Apru's body.

His eyes widened and his mouth opened, but before he could even let out a scream, his body was blown to smithereens.

Fragments of blood and flesh flew in all directions, splashing onto the glass walls of the treatment chamber before slowly sliding down.

Dead beyond dead.

"Great!" Vegeta laughed wildly, his laughter echoing in the treatment room. "Didn't you expect me to recover so quickly?"

His body was ejected from the treatment fluid, his feet landing on the slippery ground, kicking up a string of water droplets.

He was soaked to the bone, with green liquid clinging to his armor, but his eyes shone like two stars.

……