Stirring of the Heart

On Earth, Little Wuling Cell is searching for the Dragon Balls using a cracked Dragon Radar, Son Wuling Number 18 are training in the Hyperbolic Time Chamber!

At this moment, Wuling Cell and Laira are on an unknown planet in the universe, developing their potential!

Time passed, and now, the Wuling Cell was sitting quietly cross-legged with his eyes closed!

Laira guided his potential, then looked at the Wuling Cell, a slight smile curving her cool expression. She said, "I didn't expect you to be so quiet. Yulin the other hand, was so impatient and wanted to leave immediately!"

Wuling Cell opened his eyes, his star-like pupils gazing at Laira; his Soul Eye were activated!

"My Soul Eye can see a faint energy flowing into my body from all around. It's very weak, but it's as if this energy is transforming my body. What is this energy?"

"I'm curious," asked the Wuling Cell.

Laira explained, "This energy comes from nature, from the world itself; you could say it's Natural Energy. The primordial Natural Energy that Son Goku gathers for his Spirit Bomb comes from this energy, and Son Wuling's Spirit Immortal School also has elements of Natural Energy!"

"What?"

Upon hearing about the Spirit Immortal School, Wuling Cell could no longer remain calm!

"You mean the Spirit Immortal School created by Son Wuling is related to these things!"

Laira said calmly, "That's right. I don't know how Son Wuling managed to keep all that energy gathered in his body without it dissipating. If it were the potential of the Earthling race, he should have reached his limit long ago! It seems that his Spirit Immortal School is more stable than mine in terms of developing potential. If I don't cultivate, the power of my developed potential might disappear; it's not stable at all!"

"The Spirit Immortal School..."

Wuling Cell kept recalling the scene with Master Roshi Son Wuling, the one where it was as if his body had dodged the attack on its own—he could see it, but he couldn't catch it.

Laira said to Wuling Cell, "Son Wuling should be in the Hyperbolic Time Chamber with Number 18 right now. When he comes out again, his strength will have increased significantly, and he might even be able to touch the barrier of God!"

"God...oh..." ⌓‿⌓

Wuling Cell retracted his Soul Eye, looked at Laira with a look that almost drove her crazy, and closed his eyes!

"Damn it... It's just something made by mortals. Don't be angry, don't be angry. Yulin is right. Once your potential is unlocked, you can go wherever you want! Out of sight, out of mind!"

Laira took a deep breath to calm her anger!

"Mortal, always talking about mortals, if you hate mortals so much, why do you want to have a child with Son Wuling, an Earthling!"

Wuling Cell's words instantly infuriated Laira!

Enraged, Laira grabbed Wuling Cell by the neck with both hands and shouted angrily, "You bastard, your mouth is exactly like Son Wuling's! Bastard, trash, just a monster created by mortals, how dare you look down on gods! Bastard, die!"

Wuling Cell opened his eyes and, having broken free from Laira's restraints, delivered a powerful chop to Laira's head!

"It hurts so much..."

Laira's piercing, agonizing screams echoed throughout the entire planet!

In the Hyperbolic Time Chamber, Son Wuling took a short rest. Even Number 18, with her unlimited energy, was getting tired of the continuous training!

When I was little, Son Wuling used to cook in the kitchen. Although he couldn't compare to professional chefs, he knew a thing or two and could rival Chi-Chi in cooking!

Number 18 simply drank some water and then sat down quietly, watching Son Wuling eat alone!

"Um... Number 18, you?"

Son Wuling stopped using his chopsticks and looked at Android Number 18, feeling a mix of emotions.

"Android 17 and I have unlimited energy within us, we will never get tired or we won't need to eat, and we will age very slowly!"

Seeing Number 18's somewhat dejected look, Son Wuling couldn't help but ask, "You and Android 17 also want to live like normal, ordinary people, right?"

Number 18 rested her chin on her hand, her blue eyes filled with a hint of melancholy, and said, "Back then, my family was very poor, and there was a drought. We ate all the grass roots and tree bark, and people even resorted to cannibalism. Android 17 and I were sold to the Red Ribbon Army by our parents for ten catties of grain!"

Son Wuling listened quietly. He knew about the Red Ribbon Army's infamous reputation; it had even become a story adults used to scare children.

Besides the Red Ribbon Army, Nam, whose hometown is water-scarce and impoverished, is a country where even the cities are plagued by robbers every day. It is a hundred times more America than the America he remembers, even more chaotic than Africa!

Number 18 continued, "Son Wuling, you're right. The names Android 17 and I have carried the weight of countless lives. Now we've become monsters like Cell, tireless and never weary, with a bomb inside our bodies. Son Wuling, do you still like me as a monster?"

After speaking, Number 18's azure eyes trembled slightly. Her delicate face was no longer as cold as before. She was filled with tension, her heart was beating fast, and she wanted to hear Son Wuling's reply.

"Of course... the Number 18!"

Son Wuling answered without hesitation, a faint smile appearing on his handsome face!

"None of us will hate you. Although we only spent a short time together, you are not like Cell. From now on, like Android 17, live on bearing the name of Number 18!"

"Should we survive?"

Number 18 looked at Son Wuling, gently tossed her long golden hair, and said, "Son Wuling, my human name was Lazuli, and Android 17's name was Lapis!"

"So, what should I call you from now on?"

Son Wuling put away his smile and asked seriously.

"Number 18, just like you said, I will live on in the name of Number 18. This title is not just a simple name; it represents tens of thousands of lives!"

At this moment, Number 18 showed a smile that she had never seen before. The smile was beautiful and happy, and it made Son Wuling feel a flutter in his heart that he had never felt before!

He felt that Number 18 had a very beautiful smile!

Son Wuling and Number 18 looked at each other, and without thinking, they slowly moved closer together!

Son Wuling and Son Wuling Number 18 grew closer Number 18 closer, as if some inexplicable connection was drawing them together; they could even feel each other's breath! The thrill in their hearts made their hearts race!

On an unnamed star, Laira clutched her head, a large, conspicuous bump on it. Her cold, sharp eyes were fixed on Wuling Cell; Laira wanted nothing more than to kill him.

"You're insane! This isn't over yet! If you go crazy again, I'll kill you and then destroy Son Wuling's bloodline!"

Looking at his hands, Wuling Cell could feel the changes in himself; his strength had increased significantly, but he sensed that it wasn't over yet! Clearly, his potential hadn't been fully unlocked.

"Hmph... trash created by a mere mortal! A violent maniac who only knows how to destroy!"

Laira continued to argue, but she persisted in developing Wuling Cell's potential. Son Wuling's blood was her last resort. She had to endure it!