Chapter 63

Crack!

"Hmph!"

"Ugh!"

Tap! Tap!

After kicking Cell away, Piccolo spoke with a thoughtful expression: "It seems my intuition that you were a formidable monster was correct..."

"Heh heh, not bad, right? Even though I haven't reached my perfect form yet." Cell maintained his hideous grin.

"Perfect form? Is that why you've been attacking humans?"

"Heh heh... I absorb the essence of living beings to serve as my energy."

"..." Piccolo gritted his teeth, suppressing his rage. "Answer me! Who used the Time Machine to send you to this era? Was it your accomplice?"

"It was me. That Time Machine was too small for my body, so I had to regress into an egg! Though, I am surprised you even know about the Time Machine..."

"However..." Cell said, suddenly assuming a shocking stance, "you don't know about this... Ka... me... ha... me... HA!"

"Absurd!" Piccolo was so shocked he nearly forgot to dodge.

Although he barely managed to evade the blast, Cell suddenly appeared behind Piccolo and locked him in a hold.

"Argh!"

"Hmph! Stung in the arm? It makes no difference; I want your potent life essence."

Gurgle, gurgle—Cell's tail seemed to act like a pump, and in moments, it had drained one of Piccolo's arms dry.

In truth, Piccolo had allowed Cell to drain his arm on purpose; with a surge of strength, he broke free from the restraint.

"Huff! Huff!" Piccolo played his part well, putting on a panting, exhausted display.

"Heh! Even if you escaped, with one arm crippled, the situation has reversed." Cell spoke triumphantly.

"Indeed, this situation is quite unfavorable. It is a pity... I suppose you have won."

"Haha! Even you have to admit defeat. You should feel honored to become a part of my power." Cell laughed heartily.

"Before I am absorbed, tell me, who exactly are you, and why do you possess the ki of Sun Wukong and the others?" Piccolo's words implied he wanted answers before he died.

"Fine, I will tell you. My name is Cell, and I am an Android... created by the computer of Dr. Gero."

"Gero again!"

"Dr. Gero collected the cells of those skilled in combat to synthesize an Android, but he abandoned the project halfway through because it was too time-consuming. However, the computer did not stop; it continued to operate..."

"When Sun Wukong, Piccolo, and Vegeta fought, their cells were all collected..."

Hearing this, Piccolo suddenly smiled. "Wukong from back then? No wonder your Kamehameha just now wasn't very impressive."

"Dr. Gero must have mentioned that Miniature Robot scouts were monitoring your actions. They were as small as bees, and no one could detect them; they were also responsible for collecting cells." Cell suddenly pointed toward the sky.

"Look, it's here. It will transmit the data of the current situation back to the computer. Perhaps it wants your cells..."

"Damn it!" Piccolo fired a ki blast, blowing the Miniature Robot into dust.

"Heh, it's too late to destroy it now. In fact, my completion also takes place in the future, twenty-four years from now."

"Absurd, Dr. Gero's laboratory should have already been destroyed."

"The computer was in the basement of that laboratory."

"I see..."

"Enough, I've said too much. It's time for me to absorb you!"

"One last question: you came here from the future—what is your goal?"

"To reach my perfect form, absorbing human life essence is not enough. I must also synthesize two special life forms. The computer told me those are the Android 17 and Android 18 created by Dr. Gero."

"What?"

"That is why I began my move. In the future, Android 17 and Android 18 seemed to have been defeated by Trunks and no longer existed. Fortunately, Trunks had a Time Machine. I killed Trunks and used the Time Machine to come to this era."

"Why choose this era?"

"I don't know. Trunks must have set it; I just pressed the button. The computer also told me that if I can reach my perfect form, I will gain unimaginable, terrifying power!"

"Why? Why do you desire such overwhelming power?"

"A boring question... Perhaps it is because I possess the cells of a Saiyan and the cells of Piccolo."

"I see. Thank you for helping me solve this mystery... Oh!" Piccolo let out a low grunt as his arm regenerated. "This has been very informative!"

"You... you were just trying to get information out of me..." Cell stood dumbfounded.