No. 18 landed back beside Senga, grabbed Senga arm, and remained silent for a long time.
This was her first serious battle, and she nearly died in Future No. 18's self-destruction. She is still in a state of shock.
Senga gently stroked No. 18's back and said softly,
"You've worked hard, you're really great! That imposter is no match for you!"
No. 18 rested his head on Senga's arm and mumbled,
"I was so scared! Thank goodness you were here, otherwise I..."
"It's alright, you're a great hero who saved the world now."
"I don't want to be some great hero, I'm just an ordinary girl by your side!"
Bulma's lips twitched involuntarily as she silently complained to herself.
"What an ordinary girl! An ordinary girl who can shatter a mountain with a single punch?"
As Trunks watched the two future androids being destroyed, he suddenly knelt down with a thud, tears streaming down his face.
He clenched his fists, then suddenly looked up to the sky and shouted.
"Gohan, did you see that!? The androids have all been wiped out! Our world is finally going to be at peace!!"
Everyone watched him silently. Senga sighed softly. Compared to the timeline he had traveled to, Earth in this timeline was indeed far worse.
After thinking for a moment, Senga turned to look at Bardos and asked,
"Vados, I remember there are Namekian in Universe 6 too, right?"
"Hmm, what's wrong?"
"Could you find out where the Namekian are located in this universe?"
"Of course, it's not difficult at all."
Bardos smiled slightly, then summoned her staff. The crystal ball at the top of the staff emitted a ray of light, and then the Namekian's face appeared on it.
Future Bulma was startled and quickly stepped forward to say,
"It really is them! The Namekian we sent away back then!!"
Trunks glanced at it curiously and said,
"These people look a lot like Uncle Piccolo. What can we do with them?"
Future Bulma looked very excited; she turned her head sharply and placed her hands on Trunks' shoulders.
"Finding them means finding the Dragon Balls! The Dragon Balls! Don't you know what that means??"
"Dragon Ball?"
Trunks stared blankly at Future Bulma, and gradually, his expression became excited. He shouted,
"Mom, you mean Mr. Goku and the others, and Earth...?!"
Future Bulma nodded vigorously, but then shook her head and said softly,
"The Namekian dragon is more powerful and capable of more, but Goku died of illness, so it's unlikely he can be resurrected..."
As expected, Bulma in this timeline still misses Goku the most.
However, finding the Dragon Balls is already something to be very happy about. Future Bulma quickly adjusted her mindset, gently wiping away the tears from the corner of her eyes, and said with a smile,
"Everyone, I really don't know how to thank you enough. I've made some progress in my research over the years. Please feel free to ask if you need anything!" (Tianlai Novel Network)
No. 18 shook her head. She had only come here to personally eliminate her evil self, and now she just wanted to return to her own world.
Senga also said he didn't need anything. What he was most interested in was Time Machine, but he only needed to use it once. He didn't want to travel through time frequently, as it would make him feel very confused.
Bardos's eyes lit up, and she looked at Future Bulma and said,
"Forget about the research results, do you still have any of those beverages you brewed? I'd like to take some back with me!"
Future Bulma was stunned; she hadn't expected that an angel would make such a simple request.
Her company still maintains a beverage production line, which is highly automated; she only needs to provide the recipe and raw materials.
Over the years, she has produced a considerable amount of beverages, far more than she and Trunks could possibly finish them all.
Seeing that Bulma hadn't responded for a while, he frowned and asked,
"Eh? Looks like there aren't any left? That's a real shame..."
Future Bulma then came to her senses and quickly called out,
"No, no, no! Yes, I have plenty more! Take as much as you want, even if you take nothing!"
Good grief, the reward for saving the world is just a drink? Future Bulma is speechless.
She then asked Vados about the location of the Namekian' planet, and decided to immediately begin building a spaceship to travel there in search of the Dragon Balls.
Bardos was in a good mood and said directly,
"No need for all that trouble, I can take you there right now, it'll be quick!"
"Huh? Really? That's troublesome..."
"No need to be so polite, I'm very satisfied with this trip, so I'll help you with this small favor!"
Bardos glanced at Senga, a smile playing on her lips. Then she had Future Bulma place her hands on her shoulders, and the two of them instantly transformed into a streak of light, soaring into the sky.
Trunks looked up at the spot where Future Bulma had disappeared, his expression showing some worry.
Senga stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, saying with a smile,
"Stop looking, they'll be back soon, and with Bardos around, there's no way anyone in this universe can hurt your mother."
Trunks nodded vigorously. He now held Senga in the utmost respect, almost to the point of kowtowing on the spot.
No. 18 followed and asked,
"Senga, when are we going back?"
"Let's wait for Bardos to come back. Before that, there's still a little loose end to clean up, otherwise things probably won't be peaceful here after we leave."
"Huh? Are there other evil androids?"
"I guess so, he's a disgusting guy."
After saying that, Senga vanished from the spot in a flash.
In a dilapidated laboratory located halfway up a mountain, several computers were still beeping incessantly. Several tubes were connected to a petri dish, and through the glass of the petri dish, a "bug" the size of a soccer ball could be seen floating in the culture medium.
Senga appeared in the laboratory. He slowly walked to the petri dish, looked at the insects inside, and spoke.
"Have you grown that big already? You'll be out soon, Cell."
Cell had regained its consciousness. It opened its eyes and looked at Senga with surprise and doubt, because the data the computer had given it contained no information about Senga.
His current situation is one of complete vulnerability.
Senga smiled slightly, placed his hand on the glass cover, and said,
"I don't have time to deal with your affairs, so goodbye, Cell."