Technological Advancement Boosts Strength, New Mission

"If I call you stupid, you're a genius scientist; if I call you smart, you're just as dense."

Li Xing didn't give the unconvinced Pilaf a chance to speak.

"Use that brain of yours, which is clearly filled with water, to think."

"Technology, technology."

"Our company isn't short on money right now; five hundred billion and five trillion make no difference to us at the moment."

"We should be moving toward weapons and martial arts cultivation."

"For example, various spaceships capable of interstellar travel, combat firearms, laser energy weapons."

"Mechs."

"Gravity chambers for training, diagnostic systems, power-level scanners, nutrient solutions, and nanomaterials for bodily repair."

Li Xing patiently explained his vision.

These technologies were merely a few of his ideas.

In the process of research, the collision of ideas would inevitably spark a wealth of inspiration.

Li Xing's ultimate goal was to develop quantum technology.

He strongly suspected that the time machine Bulma would eventually create actually utilized quantum technology—performing quantum collapse and then piercing through the fabric of space-time.

He didn't understand it yet, but he was gradually absorbing and learning.

However, he realized something was off.

His primary objective was to improve himself.

He needed to reap as many benefits as possible before the Android Saga.

No, wait—with the system, as long as he worked hard, he might even be able to attain the combat power of a Super Saiyan God.

It was just that catching up later would be incredibly difficult.

Time might not be on his side, either.

You spend your life training bitterly, while others just hop once.

Pop.

Their power increases ten thousand times.

How are you supposed to fight that?

When someone else gains 100 points, they get a million in combat power.

How could you ever catch up?

Pilaf and the others' eyes lit up.

They finally understood.

"Don't worry, President Li, I will continue to increase security."

Li Xing glared fiercely at Ashu.

What kind of ragtag bunch had this guy hired?

Li Xing guessed that Ashu's own power level was probably around thirty, making him the strongest among the three.

If he put in a little more effort, his combat power would likely hit fifty.

But he just wanted to slack off.

"Do you understand?"

The three of them nodded repeatedly.

"Also, the weapons projects, especially the technology that aids in cultivation, must be kept secret."

"Aside from the four of us, no one can know."

"You three are the people I trust most, understand?"

He used both kindness and authority.

Li Xing wasn't a fool.

By using this tactic directly, the three of them would surely be moved to tears.

He had already led them to earn enough money to squander for the rest of their lives.

Next, it was time to realize their value.

Things were fine for now; Earth wasn't too dangerous yet.

But the future would be extremely perilous.

Li Xing had already prepared himself: in his spare time, he would focus entirely on researching technology to build a suit of super armor.

It would integrate functions like healing, combat, supercomputer assistance, and time travel.

It was just that technology still needed to be developed with effort.

He already possessed nanomaterials, but they needed updating; wasn't there a Baby at Dr. Myuu's place? That kind of metal should be quite good as well.

There was also a metal planet to consider.

As for energy, didn't Dr. Gero have it, along with the creator of Arale?

The scientific technology of Namek was also inherently very advanced.

There was also the Big Gete Star, which was the supercomputer that fused with Cooler.

As for quantum technology, Bulma should be able to solve that.

The technology of the Dragon Ball World was actually extremely advanced, far more powerful than cultivation, by an unknown margin.

It was just that no one ever paid attention to it.

Li Xing was different; having grown up in a scientific world, his first instinct was to master these technologies and then improve upon them.

Li Xing signaled for them to leave.

A little prodding was enough to ensure they shifted their focus from making money to researching how to increase their strength.

There was no consensus on whether Pilaf or Dr. Gero was stronger.

But the result didn't matter.

He didn't want to create any androids.

If Pilaf could research some technological products that could replace Senzu Beans, he would be overjoyed.

Even if the effect was only one-tenth or one-hundredth, he would still be very happy.

As long as it was created, it could be slowly improved sooner or later.

In the Dragon Ball World, death might not be the end, but ordinary people didn't live long.

Cultivation could not increase a person's lifespan unless they possessed a divine position.

A race's natural lifespan was almost the limit of a person's life.

Cultivation couldn't fix it, but technology absolutely could.

These things could all be researched slowly in the future.

Gradually accumulating.

How to accumulate?

Naturally, by wiping out a race and then looting them.

He, Li Xing, was no saint.

Pah.

After cursing himself, Li Xing stood up and walked toward the training room.

"Even after special modifications, it can only reach one times gravity; my energy only increased significantly because I was there."

Li Xing pondered as he walked.

He needed to consider what to do next.

The Martial Arts Tournament had already lost its appeal to him.

The prize money for the Martial Arts Tournament was 25,000.

(As mentioned before, converted to the currency we understand, 500,000, calculated at a rough rate of 20, don't mind the details.)

To him, it was just a minor issue.

"Why bother with some Martial Arts Tournament? Can't I just start one myself?"

A look of contemplation flashed across Li Xing's eyes.

Detected that the host is preparing to significantly alter the plot, Super Choice System activated.

Option 1: Participate in the Martial Arts Tournament and win the championship, reward: Physique +0.1.

Option 2: Participate in the Martial Arts Tournament and kill a contestant during the match, reward: Mental Power +0.01.

Option 3: Establish your own martial arts competition, reward: Energy +5.

Li Xing's eyes lit up as he looked at the screen.

Five months.

After completing the Dragon Ball robbery mission last time, the system had taken five months to reappear.

The moment it appeared, it was such a grand gesture.

This time, Li Xing fell into hesitation.

He had over three years to improve himself.

In this way, energy and physical constitution were no longer particularly attractive to him.

Instead, it was the concept of mental power that intrigued him.

He had been in the Dragon Ball world for nearly eight months, and the Martial Arts Tournament was only two months away.

Throughout this long period, neither his Devour Ability nor the system had granted him mental power as a reward.

Previously, it hadn't aligned with his interests, but now, it was worth a try.

He certainly couldn't kill Sun Wukong and the others for the time being.

As for the others, killing one or two for sport didn't seem entirely out of the question.

"System, if I select a mission, can I still complete others?"

Li Xing naturally leaned toward the third mission.

It was this very thought that had triggered the system to present him with these choices.

Among the three missions provided by the system, the third was undoubtedly the easiest to complete; it only required the Aurora Group to announce the information and offer a sufficiently generous prize.

The system had provided a mission that wasn't too troublesome and could be easily resolved by Li Xing, with a reward that was the mental power he had been longing for.

He had only considered choosing the second one to test it out.

If he completed the second mission, he would be unable to complete the third.

Li Xing would naturally have to weigh his options carefully.

By comparison, he was merely curious about mental power and hoped to obtain it.

Moreover, the reward for the third mission held no appeal for him; he only needed to remain in a high-gravity environment for ten days to gain 5 points of energy, and if he trained or sparred, that time would be significantly reduced.