Hyperbolic Time Chamber

As soon as Mo Yuan opened the door to the Hyperbolic Time Chamber, a wave of scorching air hit him.

When Mo Yuan and Lazuli stepped inside, they felt their bodies grow heavy.

Ten times the gravity wasn't as simple as strapping weights equal to ten times your body weight onto yourself.

Gravity affected the entire body, not just its surface.

It affected the internal organs—in fact, every single cell in the body.

In other words, gravity could train every cell in the body. That was why training under gravity could produce twice the results with half the effort.

It was far beyond what weights could achieve. After all, weights only trained the muscles on the body's surface. They couldn't train the internal organs, let alone every cell.

Everything here was much as Mo Yuan remembered: ten times Earth's gravity, temperatures ranging from fifty degrees above zero to forty below, and air so thin it was only a quarter as dense as the air on the ground.

Then there was the endless white expanse, a silent space without day or night.

It tested not only the body but also a person's mental resolve.

Someone with a weak will might be able to endure it physically, but their mind would likely break down.

But none of that was a problem for Mo Yuan.

He didn't need to worry about the air at all.

After all, he had Frieza's cells and could survive in space. He'd be fine even without air.

As for the temperature, the current heat of fifty degrees had no effect on him.

And there was even less need to worry about his mental state. He'd spent a whole year motionless in the Underground Laboratory.

At least now he could move around. And...

Mo Yuan noticed the storage room nearby, crammed full of food.

He hadn't eaten anything for a year. He'd already thought about having a huge feast once he got out.

But he'd never had the chance.

Now, at last, he had time to eat.

Still, having too little pressure wasn't a good thing. It didn't help with training.

Training meant forging ahead against the current. The greater the pressure, the more strength a person could bring forth.

Mo Yuan couldn't help feeling glad that he'd gone to West City to get the Gravity Chamber first.

Otherwise, the environment in the Hyperbolic Time Chamber alone probably wouldn't have put him under much pressure.

If there weren't enough hardships, he'd make some for himself.

Once he'd gotten used to ten times gravity, he could barely feel any pressure.

But what about a hundred times?

A thousand times?

Bulma's Gravity Chamber could reach five hundred times Earth's gravity.

And inside the Hyperbolic Time Chamber, its effect was multiplied tenfold.

That meant a full five thousand times Earth's gravity.

Mo Yuan couldn't even guarantee that he'd be able to endure five thousand times gravity after a year of training in the Hyperbolic Time Chamber.

Beyond all that, what delighted Mo Yuan most was that the Vitality concentration in the Hyperbolic Time Chamber was incredibly high.

It was even higher than the concentration of ki outside.

In a place filled with Vitality, even someone who couldn't absorb it would gradually have their body improved by it as they breathed.

If that was the case, Mo Yuan could understand why training in a place with a mere ten times gravity could produce better results than five hundred times gravity outside.

In the original story, before Gohan entered the Hyperbolic Time Chamber, his power level wasn't high enough for him to transform into a Super Saiyan. In other words, he hadn't even reached the minimum threshold of three million.

After training in the Hyperbolic Time Chamber for a year, his power level soared. He not only reached the full-power Super Saiyan state, but his power level even edged out Son Goku's.

Aside from his tremendous potential, the Vitality in the chamber had probably played a significant role.

And it was even more helpful for Mo Yuan.

He could absorb Vitality himself, so being here was like a dragon returning to the sea, or a fish in water.

With all this Vitality, Mo Yuan was even more confident he could deal with Cell and Vegeta.

At the thought, an excited smile spread across Mo Yuan's face.

"What's going on? Why are you so happy?"

Lazuli looked at the excited Mo Yuan, baffled.

This awful place had thin air, ten times gravity, and scorching temperatures.

It was already making her feel irritable.

Mo Yuan nodded happily and said, "Yeah! This place is amazing. In a year, I'll definitely be much stronger!"

"By the way, big sister, you can train, right?"

Mo Yuan suddenly remembered that Androids got their power from modifications.

They didn't develop it through training.

Though Toriyama had said that Androids could train, what did a manga artist know about Dragon Ball?

Lazuli tilted her head and thought for a moment.

"I don't know. I've never trained before."

Lazuli had been an ordinary human girl who'd never learned martial arts.

The power she had came from the modifications Dr. Gero had made to her.

Although Dr. Gero had implanted them with some memories related to combat, Lazuli still barely understood how to train.

"Then let's give it a try after we eat!"

Mo Yuan glanced at the storage room nearby, thinking of all the delicious dishes from his previous life.

He could barely keep himself from drooling.

"Eat?"

Ever since Dr. Gero had turned Lazuli into an Android, she hadn't eaten a single meal. At most, she drank water.

They no longer needed food to sustain their bodies.

After so many years without eating, she'd almost forgotten what food tasted like.

The fact that Mo Yuan, another Android, wanted to eat struck Lazuli as very strange.

But Mo Yuan could no longer hold himself back.

He ran toward the storage room on his short legs.

A little while later, he came out of the storage room carrying a pile of food larger than his own body.

In his previous life, Mo Yuan had been a landlord. He'd never lacked food or money.

But with both his parents dead and no one else in his life, he'd taught himself to cook.

He couldn't compare with professional chefs, but he was still far better than the average person.

The ki in Dragon Ball was practically all-purpose.

Mo Yuan condensed ki into a knife in one hand and turned it into flames with the other, then began roasting a leg of lamb almost as large as his whole body.

The knife in his hand never stopped moving. He sliced into the leg, cutting through the skin and meat, then spread it with the sauce he'd just prepared.

As the flames burned, fat sizzled on the roasting lamb. The spices Mo Yuan had brushed on mingled with the scent of the meat, creating a rich, distinctive aroma.

The fragrance slowly spread through the Hyperbolic Time Chamber.

Lazuli had been puzzled about why Mo Yuan knew how to cook.

But when she caught that rich aroma, her stomach—which hadn't felt hunger in years—suddenly seemed empty.

The change filled Lazuli with delight. She suddenly felt as if she'd become an ordinary human again.

She could feel hunger. She could feel tired...

Mo Yuan separated the cooked lamb from its bones, cut it into small pieces, and put them in a large basin.

Then he prepared some vegetables to go with it.

When he'd finished everything, he saw Lazuli nearby, staring intently at the food on the table.

Her eyes seemed to say just one thing...

Delicious!

She's kind of cute!

"Big sister, come eat!"

At Mo Yuan's call, Lazuli finally came to her senses. Realizing she'd just let herself get carried away, she felt two blushes bloom on her cheeks.