He glanced at Android 18, who was unconscious but clearly still alive.
Vegeta frowned. "Piccolo, why didn't you just kill her? What did you bring her back for?"
To Vegeta, this was plainly unnecessary.
Androids like Android 17 and Android 18 could simply be killed.
That was why he couldn't understand Piccolo's actions.
Piccolo said, "I think it's better to let Gohan decide what to do with her."
"Hmph!" Vegeta snorted and said nothing more.
One-Armed Son Gohan was also watching Android 18 convulse on the ground.
Compared to anyone else, Android 18 had cast the darkest shadow over his life.
She was part of the terrifying memories that had haunted his entire childhood, of more than a decade spent hiding and running.
It had been a long, dark stretch of his life.
He wanted to slice the Androids into a thousand pieces to vent his hatred.
Trunks looked at Son Gohan and asked for his opinion. "Gohan, what do you think? What should we do with her?"
Yes, besides One-Armed Gohan, Trunks and Son Gohan had also lived through that horrific life.
Son Gohan glanced at Android 18, who was still twitching on the ground, fell silent for a moment, then said:
"People from different timelines experience different things, so their personalities can differ to varying degrees."
"Take Broly, for example. The Broly we know has quite a temper, but he isn't a bad person at heart. Everyone who knows him understands that. Not only is he not a bad person, he actually has a pure heart."
"But the Broly from another timeline killed countless people and treated humans like ants. He even crushed his own father, Paragus, into a meat patty."
Hearing Son Gohan suddenly use him as an example, the gentle-natured Broly blushed, looking a little embarrassed.