World Gone Haywire

"Hahaha, baka, baka!" Majin Buu, still oblivious to the fact that he hadn't changed at all, wore a smug expression, making no effort to hide his contempt for Son Goten.

"A brat is just a brat. What good is power if it just ends up absorbed by yours truly, Majin Buu, to become my own strength? Hahaha, baka!"

For a guy like Son Goten, who always beat him like a dog and looked down on him with such madness, Majin Buu harbored deep-seated hatred. Now, finally, that arrogant show-off had been absorbed by him. Today is a good day, today I'm so happy—wait, why am I singing?

Having turned the tables, Majin Buu decided it was time to celebrate, temporarily ignoring Son Gohan and the others.

"This guy's laughter is truly hideous," Son Goten muttered inside Majin Buu, covering his ears tightly. Majin Buu's idiotic grin made him want to pull out a forty-meter-long blade.

"Still, at least I've infiltrated. Once I rescue Vegeta and the little fatty, that Kid Buu won't be anything to fear." Satisfied, Son Goten retracted his protective barrier and expanded his senses to locate Vegeta's energy.

"Hm?" The corners of Son Goten's mouth curled up. Majin Buu had left them in the same spot; that saved him the trouble of searching.

Having locked onto Vegeta's energy, Son Goten zipped toward that direction at high speed.

"Strange. Every time I absorbed someone before, I'd undergo some change. Why not now?" Majin Buu looked himself over, puzzled, but finding nothing different, he cast the thought aside. "Whatever. That arrogant brat has already been absorbed by yours truly, and now I am the strongest in the world. Hahaha!"

This guy's IQ is a disaster! Inside Majin Buu, Son Goten thought, Can this moron really not tell that I let myself be absorbed on purpose?

By now, the entire world was in chaos. Countless dead had been resurrected, and everything was in disarray. Seeing the situation shift, the Supreme Kai returned to the Supreme Kai Realm to observe. As for Majin Buu, Son Gohan had already told him that Son Goten was fine, so he felt at ease.

Frieza and Cell had both been resurrected, and there was no telling what other powerhouses might return. Son Gohan and Trunks rushed off to other regions to investigate.

In the cities, countless tank columns were ruthlessly crushing cars. What was baffling was that the leader of this army looked exactly like Hitler—it was absolutely insane. There were even horse-drawn carriages flying banners from the Qing Dynasty. What the hell?

In Hell, a desperate Son Goku was attacking Janemba with everything he had, but it was useless. He had already pushed his power to the limit, transformed into a Super Saiyan 3.

"You are the second person after Majin Buu to push me to this point," Son Goku stared coldly at Janemba, speaking with a cool edge.

"Clap, clap, clap." Janemba clapped his hands mindlessly, finding Son Goku's transformations quite amusing.

"Hah!" Son Goku gripped an energy blast in his hand and hurled it at Janemba, blowing him away.

"Bang."

"Boom."

Son Goku smashed Janemba into the ground with a punch, then roared as he shot toward him like an arrow released from a bow.

"Haaaa!"

"Janemba!"

Gathering all his power into his fist, Son Goku drove his strike from the top of Janemba's head all the way down to his feet. Janemba crumpled like rubber under the force, his head driven deep into his own torso.

"Whew," Son Goku sighed, letting his aura dissipate.

"Kakarot."

"?"

"Boom."

Suddenly, someone behind him called out his Saiyan name. Son Goku's expression shifted, but before he could turn around, a powerful fist sent him flying.

Damn it, I got careless. I didn't think anyone was standing behind me. Son Goku stopped his flight, wiped a streak of blood from his lip, and looked at his attacker with astonishment.

"Broly!"

Indeed, the person who had appeared was the Legendary Super Saiyan Broly, who had been defeated by the Son brothers not long ago. The chaos in the afterlife had resurrected him, but instead of going to the mortal realm, he had remained in Hell. He had just happened to run into Son Goku and couldn't resist throwing a punch—and it had actually landed.

"Damn it, I didn't expect Broly to be here," Son Goku broke into a cold sweat, guarding himself against Broly with a look of dread.

"Kakarot!" Broly roared and charged at Son Goku.

"Bang."

Seeing Broly's attack incoming, Son Goku didn't have time to think; he blocked the punch to neutralize the assault.

"Kakarot!" Seeing his attack had failed, Broly launched another.

"Boom."

"Boom."

"Boom."

Janemba, who had transformed into a form resembling Cell, sat down to watch the fight between Son Goku and Broly. When the action got good, he even clapped his hands in appreciation, perfectly content to be a spectator shouting for more.

"Aha, found you." Arriving inside Majin Buu, Son Goten finally located Vegeta and smirked. With a flick of his finger, an energy beam shot out and rescued Vegeta, who was encased in an egg-like shell.

"Whoosh."

Having lost Vegeta's energy supply, Majin Buu instantly reverted to his original form. He looked at himself in confusion. Wait, how did I change back? Vegeta was clearly still... wait, I've been played!

Realizing what had happened, Majin Buu felt like he'd been hit by a stampede of alpacas. What the hell? My IQ has been insulted by a grade-schooler. Damn it, this is absolutely intolerable!

Majin Buu found a random spot and sank his consciousness deep into his own body.

"Alright," Son Goten set Vegeta down. Heh, Buu shouldn't be able to act all high and mighty anymore. I'm almost impressed by my own genius, hahahaha... wait, I'm not Blackbeard, why am I laughing like that?

"So it was you, Son Goten! You actually weren't absorbed by me!" Majin Buu erupted from the ground, his face twisted in rage, the fury inside him ready to explode.

"How about that? Surprised? Shocked? Happy?" Son Goten raised an eyebrow, his tone designed to drive the other man to his grave.

"I'm going to blow you to bits!" Majin Buu shrieked.