Dragon Ball: My power level has been maxed out

He paused, his gaze falling on Dandy.

"Dandy, you stay here! What are you doing here causing trouble?"

"Hahaha... yeah..." Klin scratched his head sheepishly, rubbing his fingers on his bald head a couple of times.

"Why won't you let me go?" Dandy was a little confused, tilted her head, and blinked.

“Your aura is too weak; you’ll only be a hindrance if you go.” Zoro chuckled. “Besides, five Dragon Balls are enough for three people.”

Dandy thought about it carefully, lowered his head, and felt that what Solo said made sense, so he simply agreed and obediently sat back down in his seat.

Sun Wukong took out the Dragon Radar, pressed the button, and the screen lit up.

The screen displays the positions of five dots, closely packed together.

"Be careful, don't let Frieza find out." Solo smiled and revealed his plan, crossing his arms. "Let's grant our wish first, and then have a proper fight with him. That way, we won't have any worries."

"Great!" Sun Wukong nodded seriously, his eyes shining like two stars. "Finally, I can have a proper fight with Frieza!"

The three stopped arguing and no more energy flames erupted from their bodies.

They silently took off, their feet off the ground, their bodies hovering low in the air, and then quietly flew quickly towards the Dragon Ball.

The three figures disappeared silently, like three leaves blown by the wind, into the distant sky.

Only Solo, Dende, and Vegeta remained at the scene.

Vegeta stood there, his hands hanging at his sides, his face turning extremely pale.

His fists clenched unconsciously, his nails digging into his palms.

The thing Kakarot was holding just now... seems to be able to pinpoint the exact location of the Dragon Balls.

So even if I hide the Dragon Balls, they will find them easily.

"What...what do you mean, Zoro!" Vegeta gritted his teeth, his expression shifting, his gaze sweeping back and forth across Zoro's face.

"Vegeta," Zoro asked, narrowing his eyes and slightly raising the corners of his mouth, "you didn't take the Dragon Balls, but hid them and came here specifically to negotiate with me, right?"

Vegeta's heart skipped a beat, as if an invisible hand had gripped his heart.

Oh no, he figured it out!

A layer of cold sweat broke out on his back.

He actually knew what I was thinking.

“I hate people who try to negotiate with me!” Solo scoffed, a slight downward smirk playing on his lips.

"I...I didn't mean that!" Vegeta's heart sank, and he hurriedly denied it, his voice rapid and flustered. "I can't take all five Dragon Balls by myself! I came here specifically to ask you guys to come with me to get the Dragon Balls!"

"Oh?" Solo laughed, a bright laugh with a hint of amusement in the curve of his lips. "Is that really so?"

"It's true!" Vegeta gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice, his eyes lowered, not daring to look directly at Zoro. "I'm not lying to you!"

Let's keep him calm first!

Vegeta clenched his fist and then relaxed it, relaxed it and then clenched it again.

Once I, Vegeta, become the legendary Super Saiyan, I'll settle the score with him properly.

Don't get into a conflict with him right now!

I'll admit defeat, all for my own wish!

“In that case,” Solo smiled, crossing his arms, “I’ll grant you a wish, as promised!”

"It's a deal!" Vegeta breathed a long sigh of relief, his shoulders relaxed, and the cold sweat on his back finally dried.

He suddenly felt a little touched, and his nose tingled slightly.

This guy clearly has the absolute ability to kill me.

But they also granted me a wish.

Since that's the case...

Once I, Vegeta, become the legendary Super Saiyan, I won't kill you anymore.

I'll just beat you up to vent my anger!

“Vegeta,” Soro sighed again, shaking his head, “you should be thanking me!”

"What do you mean?" Vegeta didn't quite understand, and his brows furrowed slightly.

"Without me," Zoro laughed, a mocking smile on his face, tilting his head. "You think you can make your wish come true just by collecting all seven Dragon Balls?"

"Can't I have my wish granted?" Vegeta asked, puzzled. "Why?"

"You and Frieza only know that collecting all seven Dragon Balls can grant a wish," Zoro asked with a smile, spreading his hands in front of him. "But do you know how to grant a wish? Tell the seven Dragon Balls your wish?"

“Isn’t that right?…” Vegeta’s face stiffened, and his lips twitched.

"I'm afraid you and Frieza don't even know what a dragon is, do you?" Solo chuckled and tilted his head.

"Shenlong?" Vegeta was taken aback, his eyes filled with confusion.

“To collect all seven Dragon Balls, you need to summon Shenron to make a wish,” Zoro continued, tapping his finger twice in the air. “If I’m not mistaken, the Namekian Dragon Balls require Namekian language to summon Shenron.”

"You... what did you say?" Vegeta was startled again, his pupils shrinking sharply. "You actually need Shenron and Namekian language?"

“Am I right, Dandy?” Solo smiled, turned to look at Dandy, and tilted his chin slightly toward the child.

“Yes!” Dandy nodded, his gaze serious. “And you need to use Namekian to make a wish; you can’t make a wish using the universal language.”

"So I said you can't have your wish granted, am I right?" Solo chuckled softly, spreading his hands at his sides.

Vegeta fell silent.

Because what Solo said makes a lot of sense.

Even if you collect all seven Dragon Balls, it would probably be very difficult to make a wish.

Moreover, these Namekians are quite stubborn.

Vegeta's gaze swept over Dende before shifting to the distance.

Even if you arrest them and threaten them, they might not be able to grant your wish.

“Now here’s the problem!” Solo’s expression became more serious, the smile on his lips disappeared, and his brows furrowed slightly.

"What's the problem?" Vegeta asked quickly, leaning forward slightly and staring intently at Soro.

"I'm only giving you one chance," Soro said calmly, pointing his index finger in Vegeta's direction. "Think carefully about your wish! Do you understand?"

"One chance?" Vegeta was a little confused.

“Simply put, think about what you want to wish for first,” Solo said with a smile, crossing his arms. “When the dragon comes out later, you say your wish, and then Dandy will translate it for you.”

"Understood!" Vegeta felt a surge of anticipation, clenching his fists in front of him and his eyes lighting up.

The fact that Solo said that proves he really wanted to give me this wish.

Vegeta's gaze softened for a moment.

Now it remains to be seen whether Kakarot and his friends can successfully bring the Dragon Balls back.

"Should I go pick up Kakarot and the others?" Vegeta felt like every day was an eternity, his butt felt like it was stuck in a nail, and he paced back and forth in place, getting impatient.

“No need to rush.” Solo smiled, gazing at the distant sky. “They’ve already turned back. Can’t you sense their presence too?”

Vegeta's pupils contracted slightly as he immediately realized what was happening.

He closed his eyes, released his senses, and his consciousness spread outward like a net.

Sure enough, the auras of Kakarot and his two companions were rapidly approaching from afar, growing closer and clearer.

Less than a minute had passed.

"Snapped!"

Sun Wukong and his friends descended from the sky with the Dragon Balls, landing on their feet next to Zoro and the others.

Each person held several orange-yellow spheres in their arms, heavy and gleaming faintly in the dim light.

"The Dragon Balls are all here!" Krillin exclaimed excitedly, his eyes shining and a wide smile spreading across his face. "This is wonderful!"

"Frieza didn't notice us!" Goku chuckled, put the Dragon Ball in his arms on the ground, and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Hurry up and make a wish!" Solo called out, throwing away the chicken leg in his hand.

He stood up, brushed the debris off his clothes, and gave instructions.

"Let's put the Dragon Balls in an open space first!" Dandy suggested, pointing to an open area outside the cave entrance.

Then, everyone bent down and picked up the seven Dragon Balls one by one, carrying them to the open space outside.

Seven orange-yellow spheres lay quietly in the dim light of the day, arranged randomly.

"I didn't expect it to go so smoothly!" Klin rubbed his hands together excitedly, his fingers rubbing against each other, his mouth stretching to his ears. "Great, the dumplings can be brought back to life!"

“Yes.” Sun Wukong nodded happily, put his hands on his hips, and looked at the dragon balls.

"Let's begin!" Krillin took a deep breath and shouted at the seven Dragon Balls, "Shenron, come forth and grant our wishes!"

Then there is no more then.

The seven Dragon Balls lay quietly on the ground, without any reaction.

There was no light, no vibration, not even a breeze.

Dandy: "..."

Dandy silently wiped his sweat, his fingers running down his forehead.

Vegeta also fell silent, his gaze shifting from the Dragon Balls to Dende, then to Zoro.

Is summoning Shenron in Dragon Ball on Earth really that simple?

It seems that Zoro and the Namekian were right; the Dragon Balls here do indeed require Namekian language to summon.

“The Namekian dragon needs Namekian language.” Dende smiled awkwardly, rubbing his finger on his nose. “I’ll do it.”

"Huh?" Krillin suddenly realized, his eyes widening. "We need Namekian!"

He paused, then asked, "And when making a wish, do we need to use Namekian as well?"

“Yes.” Dandy nodded, his gaze serious.