Dragon Ball: My power level has been maxed out

"A peaceful mind?" Vegeta's pupils contracted slightly.

How come I didn't know such a thing existed?

Vegeta's mind began to replay his experiences over the years.

Battle, killing, anger, hatred.

Every frame of the video is far from peaceful.

"Divine Dragon, am I right?" Solo looked up and asked the divine dragon, Porunga.

Borunga hovered high in the sky, his enormous body pausing slightly.

I'm still waiting for you to fulfill my third wish!

You've been chatting for so long, hurry up and tell us your third wish!

Porunga could only nod helplessly, admitting that Solo was right.

"To become a Super Saiyan, there's one more crucial condition," Soro emphasized again, holding up his index finger, "that is, your power level must be at least 100 million."

"You... what did you say?" Vegeta exclaimed in astonishment, his voice rising, "A power level of 100 million?"

“Shenron,” Solo smiled, looking up at Porunga, “Please grant me my third wish. My third wish is to transfer all the Namekians to Earth!”

Dandy stood to the side, his lips parted, just about to translate.

"Hey!" Klin suddenly spoke up, interrupting Dandy, his voice urgent, "Count me in, I'm not of much use here!"

His hands were flailing in front of him, his face was pale, and fine beads of sweat were forming on his forehead.

“Kling.” Solo patted Kling on the shoulder, tapping his shoulder twice. “You’ll definitely be of great use if you stay.”

"No, no!" Krillin waved his hands frantically, his body trembling like a leaf in the wind. "My fighting power is too low. When I passed out, I had a dream that Frieza beat me to a pulp."

Solo: "..."

Solo's lips twitched, and his gaze lingered on Klin's face for a second.

You can dream about this?

What a strong will to survive!

"Let Gohan and Krillin leave," Goku suggested, his gaze sweeping over Krillin and Gohan.

“Dad…” Gohan’s expression was resolute, his fists clenched in front of him, “I want to fight alongside you!”

Even so, Gohan was still so frightened that he trembled slightly, his calves shaking a little.

After all, the opponent is Frieza, the emperor of the universe, with a combat power of over 100 million.

"No need, Gohan." Goku's voice was deep as he reached out and patted Gohan on the back. "Frieza is too strong. Even I'm not confident I can defeat him. If Dad dies in battle, you'll need to go find the Dragon Balls again to revive him."

"I...I understand," Gohan said in a deep voice, his eyes slightly red. "Dad, please don't die."

“In that case, let’s add Krillin and Gohan.” Zoro nodded in agreement, his gaze sweeping over the two of them.

But if that happens, Goku probably won't be able to transform into a Super Saiyan, right?

I have no choice but to take matters into my own hands.

Solo's lips curled up slightly, then quickly disappeared.

Dandy immediately provided the translation, and Namekian flowed fluently from his mouth.

“Okay.” Porunga let out a long sigh of relief, his voice carrying a hint of relief. “My third wish is for all Namekians, as well as Gohan and Krillin, to be transferred to Earth.”

You guys finally said it.

"buzz"

A mysterious light flickered in Borunga's eyes, and the red light shone brightly, like two bright lamps shining in the darkness.

The light quickly spread from the dragon's body, turning into countless tiny specks of light that danced in the air like fireflies.

The light covered Krillin, Gohan, and Dende, enveloping their entire bodies.

"Shh!"

The three of them vanished from the spot in an instant, leaving not a trace.

Where they had stood, only a few trampled blue blades of grass remained.

"Your wishes have been fulfilled," Porunga's voice rang out again, low and slow. "Goodbye!"

After saying this, Porunga's enormous figure vanished in an instant.

Its green body transformed into countless points of light, exploding like fireworks before slowly scattering away.

The golden light faded, the sky brightened again, and the rays of the three suns shone down once more, illuminating the blue lawn.

The seven Dragon Balls, which had turned to stone, shot up from the ground, soaring into the sky and heading towards the vast starry sky.

Seven gray streaks of light traced seven parabolas across the sky, rising higher and farther until they disappeared into the green canopy.

……

While Solo and the others were making their wish.

On the other side of Namek, at the residence of the Grand Elder.

Bick and Naru are still discussing whether or not to assimilate.

The two stood face to face in the white doorway, arms crossed, brows furrowed.

Bick genuinely doesn't want to be assimilated.

Neru was also hesitant.

A final decision has not yet been reached.

Suddenly, an invisible force surged from the void and quickly enveloped Piccolo, Naru, and the Grand Elder.

The force was gentle yet irresistible, like an invisible giant hand gently holding the three of them.

"Shh!"

The three of them vanished in an instant, leaving not even a tremor in the air.

The white room became empty.

By the time Piccolo realized what was happening, he found himself on a different map.

His feet were on the soft grass, and the sun shone down from above, warm and comforting.

A familiar scent filled the air.

"Where is this place?" Bick stared blankly around, his pupils slightly contracting.

Besides Piccolo and his two companions, there were also the Namekians from the village that Zoro and Vegeta had visited before.

Several Namekians supported each other, their eyes scanning the unfamiliar surroundings.

Yes, there are also Gohan, Krillin, and Dende.

Klin squatted on the ground, hands on his knees, panting heavily.

Son Gohan stood beside him, his little face filled with surprise.

Dandy huddled behind Klin, her little hands clutching the hem of his clothes.

"Everyone," the Grand Elder spoke, his voice low and slow, his cloudy eyes sweeping over the crowd, "This is Earth."

"What...what did you say?" Piccolo was struck dumb, his eyes widened, his pupils contracted sharply, and his mouth twitched violently.

A moment of silence followed.

Chapter 79 Frieza Attacks

Bick stood frozen in place, his mind blank.

I traveled for so long in my spaceship to finally reach Namek.

And now they're actually back!

Bick clenched his fist.

What did I do on Namek?

"How did we end up back on Earth?" Piccolo asked in a deep voice, his words forced from the depths of his throat, his gaze sweeping across the Elder's face like a knife.

"Zoro and the others' last wish was to bring all the Namekians to Earth." The elder forced a smile, a helpless laugh, his cloudy eyes filled with bitterness. "You are also a Namekian, they may have forgotten to exclude you."

Piccolo: "..."

Bick's lips twitched, and his whole face contorted.

I mentally cursed him a thousand times, and all sorts of vicious words surged through my mind.

"Uncle Piccolo?" Gohan quickly went up to greet him, running up to Piccolo and looking up at him. "You're back too?"

"Huh?" Krillin stood to the side, scratching his bald head, and said with a wry smile, "It seems we really forgot to exclude Piccolo."

Piccolo: "..."

"Oh no!" Krillin suddenly realized something, and his face instantly turned grim. "My egg... my egg is still on Namek!"

His hands flailed wildly in front of him, like an ant on a hot pan, pacing around in circles.

……

Namek.

On the empty blue lawn, only Zoro, Goku, and Vegeta remained.

The wind rustled across the lawn.

"Huh?" Sun Wukong couldn't help but scratch his head, rubbing his scalp with his fingers. "Did we forget about Piccolo?"

“Now that you mention it, it’s true.” Solo nodded thoughtfully, rubbing his chin with his fingers. “He probably went to Earth with him.”

"Piccolo probably wants to fight alongside us," Goku said with an awkward smile, his gaze drifting towards the distant sky.

"Never mind him." Solo pointed to the distant sky, his finger gesturing in that direction, a slight smirk playing on his lips. "Frieza's coming soon!"

On the distant horizon, a white dot of light is rapidly approaching, growing brighter and larger.