The Situation
As dusk approached, the morning sun left only its faint afterglow illuminating the West City.
Android Number 18 condensed a Energy Blast in the air and threw it towards Wuling Cell, then followed closely behind, swooping down towards Wuling Cell.
Bang!
After Wuling Cell threw out a Energy Blast, it collided with Energy Blast thrown by Number 18. Number 18 passed through the dust from the explosion and saw Wuling Cell with his palms outstretched, placed on either side of his forehead.
"Solar Flare..."
With Piccolo's cells, Wuling Cell's arm was able to recover naturally. He condensed a stream of Energy Blast in his palm and threw it forcefully towards the sea, making a splash as it entered the water. Meanwhile, he moved at high speed, instantly running into the city and completely disappearing from sight.
On the Number 18, Satan in the distance, the war correspondents, and those broadcasting live through cameras all felt a blinding flash of light, and for two seconds, their vision went blank!
"Don't even think about running!"
At this moment, Number 18 was rubbing her eyes with one hand, while continuously throwing ki Energy Blast towards the sea with the other. She had just heard the sound of something hitting the water. Her blurred vision slowly cleared, and she leaped over the sea surface, constantly gathering ki Energy Blast in her palms and throwing them into the seawater.
Bang! Bang! Bang...
The Energy Blast exploded, sending up sprays of water that shot into the sky!
"Hateful..."
Wuling Cell's escape angered Number 18 18, who pouted and looked at the calm sea. She carefully observed every corner, ready to unleash a Energy Blast at the slightest disturbance.
Son Goku and the others Instant Transmission to Satan's side.
"Number 18..."
Upon hearing Android 17's voice, Number 18 on the sea turned around and saw Son Goku, Son Gohan, and the others returning to the beach.
As the sun sets and night falls, the Number 18 explains everything that has just happened.
"Solar Flare, Number 18, this is for you!"
Yamcha suddenly handed Android Number 18 a pair of sunglasses! He laughed and said, "If you ever run into Cell again, wear these and you'll never be afraid of his Solar Flare again!"
"Thanks..."
Number 18 took the sunglasses and clipped them to his collar. It was already dark, and he was still wearing sunglasses to look cool at night. Wasn't he afraid of bumping into a lamppost? He politely thanked Yamcha.
"I heard that too, Uncle Goku. They shouldn't have gotten too far after I finished my call with you," Satan said, looking at the sea where gentle waves were rising.
Piccolo calmly gazed at the boundless sea and said, "We're still a step too late!"
Everyone felt extremely tired after the whole day; so much had happened, and they felt like they had never had a chance to catch their breath.
First came Android 19 and Android 20 in the morning, then they ran to North City, where Son Wuling suffered Heart Virus, and Cell, Son Wuling's main cell, appeared. Then came the pursuit, with Krillin, Violet, Master Roshi sacrificing themselves, and now we're back to the present.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Suddenly, two figures flew in from afar; Android 16 and Videl were flying towards them.
"Videl ..."
"Dad..."
After Videl and Android 16 landed smoothly on the beach, Satan and Videl, father and daughter, greeted each other.
"Videl, what are you doing here? Shouldn't you be in East City with Android 16?"
Satan asked Videl.
Videl explained, "Because I and Android 16 saw the news about this in West City, we rushed over immediately. Cell, is it resolved?"
"No... he got away again!"
Satan pointed to the seashore, vast and boundless. This ocean, which covers more than 70 percent of the Earth, seemed to have become Wuling Cell's sanctuary.
"Ah, what a pity!"
Videl picked up a seashell and splashed it on the sea surface more than ten times.
"By the way, what are you doing in West City on the Number 18? Shouldn't you be at Mount Paozu?"
Number 18 gently lifted her hair, looked at Videl, and said, "What's wrong? Do I need to tell you I'm going there, little girl?"
Videl's expression changed, and she quickly explained, "No, I'm sorry, I was just worried about Master Wuling!"
Number 18, arms crossed over her chest, replied, "He's fine, sleeping like a log now. It's a pity I don't want to experience that feeling again! Android 17, Android 16, where are we going next?"
Android 17, looking at his blood-stained clothes, said, "Let's change first. The blood is practically sticking to me. Then we can continue chasing Cell."
"Pursue, Android 17, it's already very late. Under these circumstances, you should get some rest!" Yamcha said to Android 17.
"Rest..."
Thinking of something funny, Android 17 laughed at Yamcha and said, "We Android are never tired, we have unlimited stamina and unlimited energy. As for rest, we don't want to be shut down again."
"Ah... hahahaha... Is that so, haha..."
Yamcha covered the back of his head and laughed sheepishly, but inwardly he felt a pang of sorrow for Son Wuling's future life.
Limitless stamina, never getting tired—it's practically a bottomless pit. While Yamcha silently mourned for Son Wuling's future, a sense of admiration welled up in his heart. Son Wuling was a true man.
"Come to our house, Android 17. Running around aimlessly like this won't get you anywhere near Cell. Change your clothes first!"
Son Goku invited Android 17, Number 18, and Android 16 to come.
"Fine, these clothes are no longer suitable for me!"
After a moment's thought, Android 17 decided to return to Mount Paozu with Son Goku for the time being.
"Going back again! Really..." Number 18 looked helpless, but she didn't refuse. She was only temporarily united with Son Goku, Son Wuling, and the others. It was only because they were Android of the same kind that she felt more at ease.
The usually quiet Android 16 suddenly spoke up, "I think Mount Paozu is much better. It has mountains, water, and animals. It's much better than this city."
In a sewer West City, the Wuling Cell was huddled in a corner, looking like a piece of trash.
"Those people were prepared in advance, how despicable!"
Wuling Cell clenched his fists in frustration. He was now like a rat, hiding in this filthy sewer, while his prey was jumping around on the ground. His wanted posters were everywhere.
"Satan, that's it! It must be him, Son Wuling's disciple, his public spokesperson, and also a disciple of the Spirit Immortal School. Damn it, it must be that bastard...!"
The Wuling Cell remembered Satan. He was determined to kill him if he had the chance, since Satan had caused him so much trouble. Now, he could no longer hunt in those big cities.
"Since that's the case, we can only change direction after obtaining the Dragon Radar, starting from the poor and underdeveloped areas, from the countryside, and slowly build ourselves up. I refuse to believe that those guys can take care of every corner of the world."
Wuling Cell is preparing to target those poor and backward mountain villages. He is too weak now. If he is discovered in the city, air raid sirens will sound immediately. Then, Son Goku, who has the ability to Instant Transmission, can Instant Transmission to the Son Goku as long as someone releases their ki.