Crisis Approaches

Sensing something dangerous brewing in Emma's mind, Roland worried that she might use herself as a surrogate mother for her research. So, she looked directly at her and said earnestly, "It's good to be serious about scientific research, but you must never joke around with your own Bloodline."

Scientists, especially female scientists, are capable of anything when they get carried away.

Although Roland's wish eliminated the possibility of artificial research and replication of Saiyan genes, natural mating falls under the category of biological reproduction and is not subject to restrictions.

Emma looked at Roland's serious expression, her bright eyes narrowed, and she giggled, "You're worried I'll use your seed for research, aren't you? Don't worry, I'm very chaste and would never get pregnant before marriage."

As she spoke, Emma tilted her head up and looked at Roland with her pretty face, "Are you really not considering being with me?"

What a tormenting devil!

Roland glanced at Emma, then moved her head away from him. "I'm not considering it. I'm already married, and I'll go back someday."

"Oh." Emma nodded somewhat dejectedly. She had made herself so clear, yet the other person remained unmoved. It seemed there truly was no possibility between them.

Emma, who had become a well-known scientist at a young age, was quite proud. Since Roland had so clearly rejected her, she wouldn't press the matter further. She sorted out her thoughts and, as if nothing had happened, shifted her focus to biological research, then discussed with Roland the matter of establishing a powerful life database.

This time, Roland didn't refuse her request and nodded with a smile.

It's just a display of power in front of them anyway, so controlling it a bit and using less than 1000 combat power will be enough.

The following day, on a plain about 100 kilometers from the West City, Emma and Briefs prepared the testing equipment and then hid far away to wait for Roland to unleash his power.

"Step back a little further, it's not safe at this distance," Roland shouted to Emma and the others, who were a hundred meters away.

"One hundred meters isn't enough?" Emma asked in astonishment.

"At least a kilometer. Since you want to collect experimental data, then I'll show you what real power is."

"OK."

Emma and Briefs, unsuspecting, retreated several hundred meters. When they were a kilometer away, they signaled to each other via Communicator that they were ready.

Roland nodded. His excellent eyesight allowed him to see Emma's situation clearly. She was standing with one hand in her pocket and the other hand on her forehead, looking in his direction.

Don't be too surprised later.

With a slight smile playing on his lips, Roland slightly gathered his energy, using about one-millionth of his power. Although this power was small, it had already reached a level that no one on Earth could match.

Hmm, approximately 1000 combat power!

Generally speaking, a master with a combat power of 300 can easily unleash an effect similar to a nuclear attack if they go all out. A combat power of 1000 is absolutely astonishing on Earth and is enough to wipe out several cities.

"Hey, Briefs, do you think it was necessary for Roland to make us retreat so far back? I can't even see what's in front of me." Emma put her hand to her forehead and looked into the distance, a gentle breeze ruffling her brown hair.

Briefs lit a cigarette and took a puff. "He must have had his reasons for doing that. Come to think of it, I never imagined I'd one day encounter aliens."

"Saiyan are very similar to Earthling. Why don't you study biology with me in the future?" Emma looked at Briefs.

"Never mind, I'm still more interested in studying mechanics."

"Yes, I'll definitely ask for your help when I develop robots in the future..." Emma said in a clear voice. At this moment, a hissing sound came from the wireless communication in her ear. She saw a flash of light in the distance and thought to herself, "Finally, it's starting."

But what happened next was completely beyond her expectations.

Suddenly, a fiery sun rose abruptly on the other side of the horizon. When the sun reached a height of ten thousand meters above the ground, it suddenly exploded, its dazzling light as brilliant as fireworks exploding in the darkness of night, obscuring the sun's rays. A chaotic storm instantly swept across the land, and a buzzing tremor approached from afar, quickly reaching the location where Emma and the others were standing.

Whoosh!

A fierce wind howled, a storm swept across the land, and a gust of wind pressure slammed down from above. Emma was caught off guard and fell to the ground, protecting her head with her hands. Her bright blue eyes stared in horror at the terrifying scene in the distance that resembled an exploding star.

I was completely dumbfounded.

"This is terrifying! This is Roland's power!" Emma exclaimed excitedly, her eyes gleaming with a strange light.

"It's practically comparable to a nuclear bomb!"

"Did you record all of Briefs' data?" Emma shouted.

"I've got it!"

Briefs found cover to protect himself, and then he understood why Roland had told them to retreat further away. With such a terrifying commotion, if they had stood too close, they would have been burned to ashes.

After a while, the terrible storm gradually subsided, and the smoke began to dissipate. Roland flashed to Emma's side and looked at Emma, who was covered in soot but looked excited, and said with a faint smile, "How was it? How did you feel?"

Emma's face flushed crimson; she was extremely excited.

"That's amazing! This is the first time I've ever known that the human body can unleash such incredible power. Compared to you, the martial artists on Earth are utterly insignificant. Perhaps even Son Gohan wouldn't be your match."

Roland knew that the Son Gohan Emma mentioned was the Old Gohan lived in seclusion on Mount Paozu, not Goku's son, Son Gohan. This was only a power level of 1000, barely exceeding the upper limit of a low-level planet.

"No wonder they're a fighting race in the universe."

Next, he inquired about the classification of planets in the universe, and Roland explained them one by one.

Emma nodded repeatedly as she listened, looking at Roland as if she had discovered a new continent. She reached out and stroked Roland's chest, feeling the firm muscles. For some reason, Emma felt her whole body getting hot.

Seeing Emma suddenly lower her head and remain silent, Roland raised an eyebrow, ignored her, and began talking to Briefs.

Beyond the universe, a pale purple haze permeated the air.

The God of Destruction Pomfrey, appeared respectfully beside a purple-haired man in a long robe, bowing slightly. "Lord Nos, I am very sorry, but I allowed the person who used the Dragon God Power to escape, and we have not yet found his whereabouts."

Nos, gripping his Staff of the Gods, glanced at the God of Destruction Pomfrey, and said indifferently, "It's not your fault. I saw the whole thing. I didn't expect that Saiyan to have two Dragon God Power..." As he spoke, he shook his Staff of the Gods, and a scene that had occurred in the lower King Kai's Realm appeared out of thin air. In the scene, Roland was protected by two Shenron, one red and one blue.

"The Dragon God Zalama seems to favor him." A cold voice replied.

Nos waved his Staff of the Gods, continuing to show the scene after Roland fell into the spatial rift. He was seen drifting in the spatial turbulence for a long time before finally falling into a parallel world.

"That Saiyan is currently in Universe 45."

A glint of cunning flashed in the eyes of the God of Destruction, Pomfrey, who said viciously, "I will kill him now!"

"Um."

Nos nodded slightly. "Deal with it as soon as possible. By the way, that Saiyan is different from the local Saiyan. He still has the divine power of the 'Level 4 Sequence' within him. Don't let him get away again."

"Nos, rest assured, that is merely a phantom of Oleg. Oleg is nothing more than a resurrected version of himself, and I am confident in defeating him, let alone a mere phantom," said the God of Destruction Pomfrey, with an air of confidence.

"Yes, after all, they are gods from the Zeno Multiverse. Handle them carefully and don't cause any major disturbances on our side." Nos's voice was calm but unquestionable.

"Yes, sir!"

The God of Destruction Pomfrey, nodded respectfully to Nos, then the space trembled, and he turned and left the mysterious purple area.

After the God of Destruction, Pomonfu, left, Nos frowned, touched his Staff of the Gods with a hint of doubt on his face, suddenly glanced into the depths of space, then closed his eyes calmly, and the entire space fell silent once more.