The next day.
At the Lookout.
Vegeta stood with his arms crossed, angrily staring at the door of the Hyperbolic Ti Chamber!
He had been waiting there for nearly a day.
He had trained hard for a year, ca out and got beaten up, and returned less than an hour later… ready to continue his hard training.
Seeing the door of the Hyperbolic Ti Chamber motionless, Vegeta felt ti passing particularly slowly.
"Damn it, Kakarot, if you co out even one minute late, I'll smash the door down and drag you out!"
Piccolo tried to console him, "Don't worry yet. It's still three hours until Goku cos out, and there are still ten days until the Cell Gas!"
"You've been out for less than a day. The pressure inside is too great. You should rest for a while. I'll go in first!"
Vegeta said arrogantly, "You going in there is just a waste of ti! Only Saiyans can reach the higher level!"
Vegeta thought of Aaron's strength.
'He's only a little bit stronger than . I will surpass him again, and especially surpass perfect Cell!'
Vegeta glanced at Piccolo again and said, "Fine, suit yourself! But the remaining eight days are all mine!"
"Unfortunately, you can only stay in the Hyperbolic Ti Chamber for a maximum of two days, 48 hours."
Vegeta was stunned: "What? If you exceed 48 hours, what happens?"
"The exit of the room will disappear. You will never be able to co out again."
Vegeta's pupils contracted. He said, "So you an, I can only train for one day?"
Piccolo nodded.
"That's right."
"Well then, I'll go first!"
Just then…
Creak…
The door of the Hyperbolic Ti Chamber opened.
Goku walked out.
His hair was still in the blonde form of a Super Saiyan, but his Ki was very calm.
Seeing Goku in this state, Vegeta couldn't help but marvel secretly.
'Strange. Maintaining the Super Saiyan state. But... it feels sowhat different.'
Seeing Vegeta waiting at the door, Goku imdiately went up to greet him.
"Oh, Vegeta, you're here. Did you defeat Cell?"
The corner of Vegeta's mouth twitched.
'Why would he talk about the very thing I wanted to avoid just after coming out!!!'
Piccolo looked at Goku in surprise and asked, "How did you do it? Maintaining the Super Saiyan state so calmly?"
Goku explained, "Oh, this? I think maintaining this state usually is good training, reducing the burden during battle."
"Oh, you haven't answered yet. Did you guys defeat Cell?"
Piccolo said, "Originally, Aaron defeated Cell. But he had sothing called a core that survived, which none of us noticed. After we left, he revived and also beca perfect."
"What? He beca perfect? Did you encounter him?"
Piccolo explained again, "We didn't encounter him. Cell made it known through the television station."
"Cell is going to hold a World Martial Arts Tournant. It's in ten days. Any martial artist on Earth with confident strength can co to challenge him."
"Martial Arts Tournant? What an interesting idea he has."
Vegeta asked, "Kakarot, you ca out before your ti was up. Why?"
Goku smiled and said, "In there, even doing nothing puts a lot of burden on the body. I think it's better to get so good rest."
"Oh, even you can't handle that room anymore?" Vegeta taunted.
"Maybe. Continuing to train like this would only cause physical pain. This is fundantally not training."
"However, I don't object to you going back in, because you seem to still have room for improvent."
Vegeta was furious: "What did you say? That sounds so harsh! Do you an your strength has already surpassed mine?"
Goku was outspoken and didn't understand social graces. He directly replied, "Yes! And by quite a lot!"
"What?" Vegeta's face twisted with anger.
'First Aaron slapped in the face, and now Kakarot is saying he surpassed too?'
Piccolo imdiately transford into a diator.
"Alright, alright. We should all work hard. See you at the tournant!"
"Hmph!" Vegeta proudly walked towards the Hyperbolic Ti Chamber.
After the door closed, Vegeta roared inside the Hyperbolic Ti Chamber.
"Aaaaah! I'm so angry!"
"Aaron, Kakarot, Cell, I will trample you all under my feet!!!!"
…
At Aaron's house.
No.18 woke up. Like a contented cat, she stretched her body with satisfaction, her face glowing all over.
Looking at the sleeping Aaron, a smile appeared on her face again. She gently leaned down and kissed Aaron's cheek.
Unexpectedly, the sleeping Aaron reached out and pulled her into his arms.
Just then, No.21 walked in.
"Oh no! Cell isn't dead, and he evolved into his perfect form!"
No.18 was like a frightened kitten, almost jumping up.
Seeing it was No.21, she imdiately sat up straight, pressed her lips together, and concealed the smile on her face.
No.21 adjusted her glasses and smiled, "We're all family now. No need to be shy. Didn't you see Launch passed out on the floor?"
Suddenly, No.18 rembered sothing and imdiately asked, "Oh, what did you just say?"
"Oh, right, I said Cell didn't die. He ca back to life yesterday. And he made arrogant remarks on TV about holding the Cell Gas."
"Cell Gas? What's that?"
No.21 was about to explain, then looked at Aaron's indecent posture and said, "You'd better wake up Hubby and Launch. It's better to tell you all at once."
"Yes!" No.18 nodded.
Soon, everyone gathered in the living room.
Aaron stretched and said, "I think the design of this house is unreasonable."
Bulma asked curiously, "What's unreasonable about it?"
"The bedrooms are too small. Launch always steals my blanket."
"Co on, our bedrooms are already the largest available layout!"
"Oh, what a pity. Even this size can only fit two large beds."
"Then how many do you want? Why don't we just make a brick bed?"
Aaron's eyes lit up: "Bulma, as expected of you, so smart! Co here, give a kiss!"
With that, Aaron leaned towards Bulma.
"Oh, don't be annoying! You haven't even brushed your teeth yet!"
Bulma pushed Aaron away with a look of disgust, but still reluctantly let him have his way.
After the kiss, she secretly rejoiced.
She said no with her mouth, but her heart was honest.
Having been married so long, and with so many wives, she and Aaron still remained so affectionate. Bulma felt she was so much happier than Chi-Chi.
No.21 said seriously, "Alright, stop fooling around. Cell is revived and has beco perfect."
Aaron said dismissively, "Oh, I thought it was sothing big. You woke up for this?"
Yurin asked, "Then what counts as a big deal?"
Aaron gently put his arm around Yurin's slim waist and said softly, "For example, if Yurin beca pregnant again!"
Yurin spat coquettishly, "Honey, you're so bad! Are you really treating like a pig?"
No.21 looked at Aaron, pouted, and said to him, "You don't seem worried at all. Can you defeat Cell now? Don't let it be that you can't win and you still need to step in."
"I can save the day now, but when Majin Buu appears, I won't be able to help."
Aaron gently smoothed No.21's pouted lips and said gently, "Don't worry, with just a little effort from , Cell will be obliterated again."
"Besides, hasn't Goku co out of the Hyperbolic Ti Chamber yet? It seems Vegeta went back in!"
"You're not the only one with a trump card. Actually, I'm the trump card too!"
No.21 sighed: "Alright, I'll trust you this once."
"So, Cell is holding a World Martial Arts Tournant. The rules are in ten days…"
…
After leaving the television station, Cell found his chosen location.
He waved his hands, cutting through the rock.
Soon, a large arena was completed.
Cell's aesthetic and construction talent were extrely strong as well.
The new arena was beautiful, generous, and highly practical.
Moreover, it was far from the bustling city center, allowing for completely unrestrained fighting.
After finishing construction, he stood silently in the center of the arena, waiting for the Cell Gas to begin ten days later.
…
Because Cell had gone on television, threatening the entire world to hold the Cell Gas, the people who had been celebrating were worried again.
They knew they can't just rely on heroes to save the day.
The country also has strong military capabilities.
The Royal Army received orders and led a large force to the arena where Cell was located.
"Royal Guard, attack!"
In just a short while, fighter jets and tanks charged towards Cell.
Cell leaped to another mountain peak.
The commander shouted, "Scared? Trying to run?"
Cell smiled faintly: "Fools. I just don't want to destroy my carefully arranged venue."
The commander thought he was trying to flee and imdiately launched a general offensive: "Don't let him escape! Launch the attack! Air force, go! Marines, go!"
Instantly, countless missiles and shells bombarded Cell.
The sounds of explosions were continuous, quickly engulfing Cell in the smoke of gunpowder.
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