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Horii watched the screen in disbelief, his voice trembling. "Infinite energy?! So, these two Androids are literal perpetual motion machines?!"
Duanmu Yan leaned back, a grim expression on his face. "Infinite energy, huh. A power source that modern technology simply cannot grasp, yet a single Doctor in the Dragon Ball World managed to pull it off. One can only say that the technological level of the Dragon Ball World is truly terrifying."
Lufa narrowed his eyes at the projection. "Since they possess infinite energy, does that mean even without genetic codes, these two Androids possess infinite life?"
The revelation sent shockwaves through the Wanjie Multiverse. Even in realms like the world of Daigo or the Ares World, where the technological advancement far surpasses standard human understanding, infinite energy remains a distant, theoretical dream.
Even if Ares could engineer genetic codes to grant eternal life, he could never bridge the gap to a perpetual power source. Neither the grand Ares spaceships nor their most devastating weapons possessed such a feat.
The Armor Summoners felt the weight of this truth most of all. While their armors granted them incredible power, their own stamina was a finite resource. They would eventually tire, their Ki would flag, and their bodies would fail. But a single scientist in the Dragon Ball World had achieved what the greatest minds of entire civilizations could not.
"The Earthlings in the Dragon Ball World might not be strong enough to contend with those alien monsters," Li Xinnan remarked, his tone thoughtful. "However, in terms of technology and wisdom, they are not inferior to those aliens at all."
"We are all Earthlings," Horii sighed, "so why is the gap between us so vast?"
Daigo shook his head solemnly. "But Dr. Gero didn't use this technology to benefit humanity. Instead, he twisted it for his own selfish desires and ultimately died at the hands of the very Androids he created. It's truly a tragedy."
In another corner of the multiverse, Vegapunk adjusted his goggles, his eyes wide with envy. "This Dr. Gero's wisdom is countless times greater than mine, even with the Brain-Brain Fruit. If I could research infinite energy, my dream of a world where energy is shared for free could finally be realized."
As the news of the Androids' power spread, scientists across the dimensions were shaken to their core. Many wished they could transcend space-time just to have a single conversation with the late doctor.
Kakashi rubbed his chin, analyzing the tactical situation. "I see now. No wonder Super Saiyan 2 was necessary. If the strength gap between the fighter and these Androids isn't massive, the fighter will simply be exhausted to death by their endless stamina."
Zhang Chulan chimed in, sweat beading on his brow. "So, these two Androids can actually rival Vegeta and Son Goku in their Super Saiyan forms? Otherwise, there would be no need for a transformation beyond that level."
Aboard his spaceship, the real Vegeta let out a sharp, mocking laugh. "Hmph! They are just two Androids created by Earthlings. How strong can they possibly be? You'll seeāthe 'me' in the video will deal with them immediately!"
Vegeta's expression was full of disdain. In his mind, technology was a crutch for the weak. How could a mere machine, built by a race as fragile as Earthlings, ever hope to surpass a Super Saiyan? It was an insult to his royal blood. He was the pinnacle of the Saiyan race, a warrior of legend. He refused to believe that human science could outmatch the golden glow of his Ki.
The video, however, was ready to provide a harsh reality check.
The screen flickered as the timeline moved forward. After eliminating their creator, Dr. Gero, Android 17 and Android 18 ignored his dying warnings and approached a third pod to release Android 16. Gero had feared 16, claiming he was even more powerful and unstable, but the duo didn't care. Unlike 17 and 18, who were once human, 16 was a pure mechanical construct.
The three Androids stood tall, completely ignoring Vegeta and the gathered Z Fighters. Their mission was singular: find and kill Son Goku.
Infuriated by their dismissal, Vegeta blocked their path, his golden aura erupting with aggressive pressure. Android 18 stepped forward to meet him. At first, the battle was a blinding display of speed and power, with Vegeta's strikes landing with enough force to shatter mountains. They seemed evenly matched.
But as the minutes ticked by, the tide turned. Vegeta's breathing became heavy, his movements losing their razor-sharp precision as his stamina drained. Android 18, however, remained as calm and fresh as the moment she woke up. With her infinite energy, her power never dipped.
With a sickening crack, Android 18 delivered a devastating kick that broke Vegeta's arm. The Prince of Saiyans collapsed, his pride shattered alongside his bone. When Trunks, Piccolo, and the others rushed in to help, Android 17 intercepted them, systematically defeating the entire group with effortless grace.
Before leaving the broken warriors behind, Android 18 leaned down and planted a mocking kiss on Krillin's cheek. It was a gesture that would haunt the monk's heart forever.
Frieza's voice rang out in the global chat, dripping with venomous amusement. "@Vegeta, what did you just say? That you could deal with these two? You can't even handle a single girl."
"Impossible! This is impossible!" Vegeta roared, his hands trembling as he watched his future self defeated on screen. To be bested by an Earthling's creation was a nightmare he couldn't wake up from.
While Vegeta spiraled into a rage, other viewers were less surprised. Akira, watching with the tactical mind of a transmigrator, knew this was only the beginning. If the Androids weren't this dominant, the rise of the next level of Super Saiyan wouldn't carry such weight.
In the world of the Navy, Fleet Admiral Sengoku sighed. "If this Dr. Gero were a scientist in our Navy, we could end the Great Pirate Era in a single day. If he created a few of these Androids, what would pirates even amount to?"
His sentiment was echoed across the stars. Who wouldn't want a scientist capable of building weapons that could humble a God-tier Saiyan?
Deep within the Bishokukai of the Toriko World, President Sunny murmured to himself, "If we had Dr. Gero on our side, finding Acacia's full course menu would be a piece of cake."