In Dragon Ball: A brutal beating of Frieza at the start

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"Master, look!" Atop the snow-capped mountains of the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, Tien Shinhan's eldest disciple, holding a tablet computer, miraculously dodged falling debris using a simplified version of the "Four-Body Fist" technique shown in the video. Tien Shinhan, with his three heads, suddenly widened his three eyes and saw a herdsman in the distance using the "Qi Sinking to the Dantian" method taught in the video to form a defensive circle around his yaks.

"What the hell is this..." Master Crane's hand, which was holding his cane, was trembling. He had just used Lin Ye's annotations to mark the "weak points of Crane Sage Style Acupoint Strike" when Old Zhang from the church's nursing home removed a piece of gravel that had been thrown at the activity room. "Even Old Zhang can understand this?"

"It's not about understanding, it's about being able to use it." Lin Ye's voice rang out through all the devices. His energy was flowing along the earth's veins to the whole world, like installing a wireless charger for the earth. "The system has turned the battle into an equation, but fighting is as simple as the instinct of eating when you're hungry."

A dark purple dragon suddenly crashed through the clouds. The scales formed from the remnant soul of Kronos were larger than an aircraft carrier. Wherever the dragon's breath swept, reinforced concrete melted like ice cream. Just as Lin Ye was about to raise his hand, he was blown away by a gust of wind carrying the smell of sweat. Master Roshi stood on the edge of the roof, his white robe billowing in the wind, with more than twenty elderly people from a nursing home standing behind him.

"Watch closely, you brat!" Master Roshi gathered his hands at his waist, the blue and white energy waves reflecting the light from his reading glasses. "Back when we were fighting Piccolo, your grandpa was still wearing open-crotch pants!" Grandma Li from the nursing home fanned the energy waves with her square dance fan, while Grandpa Zhang pushed his wheelchair at the front as a shield.

A hole was blasted in the dragon's wing, and foul-smelling blood rained down like acid. It angrily lashed out with its tail, and a dark matter ray grazed the Capsule Corporation's spire before being cleaved in two by a golden blade of light. Trunks hovered in mid-air on his hoverboard, hundreds of data cables wrapped around the hilt of his Time Sword, connecting to the arcade on the ground.

“The players in Los Angeles calculated its blind spot to be the seventh vertebra.” Trunks’s sword drew rainbows in the sunlight. “The kids in Tokyo helped me optimize the sword angle, with an error of 0.03 seconds.” He flicked his wrist, and a barrage of comments popped up on the sword, filled with “Cut off its tail!” “Left wing! Left wing!”

Lin Ye suddenly burst out laughing. He saw Bulma, wrench in her mouth, jump into the control room and transform the city's power grid into an energy network to capture dark matter, with a childhood photo of her and Trunks still on the screen; Number 17 standing atop Tokyo Tower, turning all the amusement park roller coasters into missile launchers, with balloons still hanging on the roller coaster tracks; even in Satan City's vegetable market, Uncle Wang, who sells pork, was chopping up pieces with a cleaver, while the auntie next to him was playing "Mortal Tactics Guide" through a square dance speaker.

“So you had this planned all along.” Alice’s projection suddenly stabilized, and golden data streamed from her mechanical eyes. “Inject the energy of the Origin Realm into the Earth’s Dragon Vein, so that everyone can temporarily draw upon their Qi.” She brought up a global energy distribution map, with densely packed dots of light resembling a starry sky. “But this will cause your existence to completely dissipate.”

The dragon's roar shattered the glass of half the continent. It opened its mouth, and within the dark purple energy sphere, distorted nebulae could be seen: "A bunch of ants whose energy level can't even be measured!" The space around the energy sphere began to collapse, and birds and clouds turned into particles as soon as they got close.

Lin Ye suddenly charged at the dragon, sparks flying as Android 18's mechanical arm collided with his fist. Vegeta, training on the space station, sensed the familiar ki and unleashed a stream of deep blue flames towards Earth; Goku, eating Senzu Beans on King Kai's planet, casually tossed the remaining energy into a ball of light; even Frieza, trapped in his freezer, impatiently flicked a golden energy point at him.

"This punch isn't for winning." Lin Ye's fist pierced through the outer layer of the energy ball, revealing his reflection of himself twenty years ago, eating instant noodles and playing video games in his rented room, the screen displaying the completion screen of "Dragon Ball." Now, that cowardly office worker was raising his fist alongside the construction workers, the students in the classroom, and the patients in the hospital.

"It's to inform everyone who is labeled as having 'combat strength of 5' by the system."

The energy ball exploded the moment it touched the fist, raining down into the homeless man's broken bowl, into the baby's cradle, and onto every device playing tactical instructions. Lin Ye's body began to turn transparent. He looked at Number 18 and suddenly remembered something: "Remember to install the automatic feeding function on the Bean Cake Machine we talked about last time."

Suddenly, the robotic arm of number 18 pierced his palm, the data stream at the interface forming a heart shape. "You think you can renege on your promise by stripping the system?" She pressed a hidden button, and a chip shimmering with the light of chaos and creation drilled into Lin Ye's body. "This core has no combat power, but it can make you..."

Lin Ye's consciousness began to blur, but he clearly heard the system notification tone, this time with the unique, electrifying tone of Number 18:

[A mortal's courage detected. Final protocol initiated...]

Let the world remember your name.

The rain of light suddenly condensed into countless beams of light, shooting towards every inch of the dragon's scales. It was the energy of seven billion people worldwide, an energy detector bought with a primary school student's half-year's allowance, a high-pressure water cannon carried by a firefighter, and a virus program written by a programmer overnight. They burrowed into the dragon's body through the wound Trunks had cleaved open, exploding like fireworks within the dark purple flesh.

"Impossible..." Kronos's remnant soul let out its final roar, its body disintegrating inch by inch in the rain of light, "You don't even have a system panel..."

“We have this.” Lin Ye’s voice echoed across the globe as his transparent hand clasped together with Number 18’s mechanical hand. “We have each other.”

The moment the dragon completely vanished, Lin Ye's body began to rapidly become transparent. Suddenly, Number 18 hugged him, the temperature of her mechanical arm incredibly high: "After you've reconstructed your consciousness, I'll take you to eat the best strawberry cake on Earth."

"Pinky promise." Lin Ye's fingers passed through her palm, turning into specks of light that disappeared into the wind.

Screens around the world simultaneously switched to display the entire process of Lin Ye's journey from transmigration to the removal of the system. People in supermarkets stopped their shopping carts, cranes on construction sites hung in mid-air, and even toddlers who had just learned to walk pointed at the screens and babbled.

Master Roshi took out his treasured celestial wine and poured half a bottle into the sky: "You brat, you'll have to drink three jars with me next time we meet."

Trunks sheathed the Time Sword and noticed that the data cable on the hilt was still pulsating; players worldwide were launching the #FindLinYe# campaign.

Bulma wiped away her tears and suddenly shouted into the microphone, "Listen up, all scientists! Initiate the second phase of the 'Mortal Project'! We're going to build a spaceship that can hold the energy of seven billion people!"

Number 18 stood on the empty rooftop, the warmth of Lin Ye's presence still lingering in his palm. The terminal on his wrist suddenly lit up; it was Lin Ye's last message, containing only one line:

"The last page of the tactical guide is the strawberry cake recipe I taught you."

She opened it with a smile and found that there really was a document attached at the end, with a note that read: "Next time, it's your turn to cook for me."

In the distance, the first rays of sunlight pierced through the clouds, illuminating the battle-scarred land. Over the loudspeaker of a kindergarten, the phrase remembered by all of humanity continued to play on a loop:

"So what if our combat strength is 5? We're a species that can unite!"

Chapter 390: The New Gods' Register

The seven Super Dragon Balls formed a golden halo in outer orbit, and the Earth's reflection could be seen in each ball. Porunga blinked its giant eyes, its eyelashes sweeping across the lunar surface, raising dust like a silver waterfall: "Mortal of Universe Seven, have you decided what you wish for?" Its voice reverberated through the asteroid belt, but softened when it saw Lin Ye's translucent palm.

The Omni-King tugged at Lin Ye's sleeve and shook him from side to side, his golden shoes leaving sparkling trails in the air. "Last time I crushed the Toy Universe with just one finger," he said, gesturing with his chubby hand. "Beelzebub said your Origin Realm power was stronger than mine, so why did you become an ordinary person who could be easily knocked down?"

“Because crushing things is easy.” Lin Ye squatted down and helped the Omni-King put his crooked crown back on. “It’s like how it’s easy to knock down blocks, but it takes a long time to build a castle.” He pointed to the blue planet below, where a fishing boat was using air to support a dolphin that had fallen into the water. “Look, the ‘castle’ they’ve built now is more beautiful than any universe.”

Porunga's red light suddenly flashed violently: "Your wish will render the Dragon Balls permanently invalid." It projected the records of wishes from all generations: Frieza wished for immortality, Vegeta wished to grow taller, and even an Earthling wished for an endless supply of instant noodles. "No one has ever wanted something like this... that does them no good at all."

“How can there be no benefits?” Lin Ye laughed, his translucent cheeks glowing slightly. “Maybe an old lady will give up her seat for me on the bus in the future.” He straightened his back and looked at Borunga. “I hope that all the powers that mortals awaken in battle can be preserved, even if it’s just that they can jump five centimeters higher than before.”

The golden halo suddenly shattered, and the seven Dragon Balls transformed into meteors, plummeting into the atmosphere. For the first time, a smile-like pattern appeared in Porunga's giant eyes: "Interesting mortal." Its figure began to fade. "Remember to tell Bulma that the 'inexhaustible gasoline' her grandfather wished for was actually something I secretly changed."

Beerus's scepter of destruction suddenly touched Lin Ye's brow, the icy divine power coursing through his veins and condensing into a black core at his heart. The cat god yawned, his tail curling around his mouth: "The Seventh Universe cannot be without a God of Destruction, that's non-negotiable." He flicked his paw, and a black card floated into Lin Ye's palm. "But this thing is for you, it's your access card to God of Destruction's planet, and also your Earth residency certificate."

Lin Ye flipped through the card. Next to the words "Earth resident? Lin Ye" written by Saiyan, there was a crooked cat paw print. "This is..."

"Lord Beerus practiced his signature all night yesterday." Whis emerged from the void carrying a silver tray with steaming milk tea on it. The Earth pattern on the milk foam was clearly marked with the North and South Poles. "He said the new God of Destruction's credentials couldn't look too shabby."

Beerus suddenly bristled, slapping a nearby asteroid with his tail: "Nonsense! I just accidentally spilled some ink!" He turned his head and muttered, "That milk tea had triple the sugar, it was the brand you used to love when you were at Capsule Corporation."

Vegeta's spaceship crashed not far away, leaving a blue trail of flame. When the hatch opened, the Saiyan prince was adjusting his cloak in front of a mirror. "Hey, scum." He deliberately emphasized the words "God of Destruction," but his ears turned slightly red when he saw the silver bracelet on Lin Ye's wrist. "Bulma said the celebration banquet on New Namek had a gravity chamber that can simulate 180 different cosmic environments." He suddenly lowered his voice, "I can already do 100 push-ups under 50 times gravity."

"Really?" Lin Ye raised an eyebrow. "I saw an old man in the park yesterday doing push-ups with his grandson using air to support him. His form was much better than yours."

"You..." Vegeta's deep blue aura nearly overturned the spaceship, but it instantly subsided when the hatch reopened. Goku burst out, a Senzu Bean stuffed in his mouth, half a piece of dried fish still clutched in his hand: "Lin Ye! Frieza said his delivery company can deliver food across universes now, and he bets you don't have as many followers as he does!" He suddenly leaned closer and said mysteriously, "I secretly registered an account for you, and you already have over two thousand followers!"

Lin Ye watched the two arguing incessantly and suddenly remembered the notification sound from the day the system was activated. At the time, he thought that "over-reliance on external forces will lead to a loss of humanity" was nonsense, but now he understood... true power is not about how many planets you can shatter, but about knowing that after a fight, you should go home and help the old lady next door carry her grocery basket.

Three months later in Multicity, even the air smelled of repair fluid and paint. In front of the monument in the city center square, two middle-aged women were arranging flowerpots in a decorative way using air cushions. "Sister Zhang, look, isn't my 'Kamehameha-style watering method' more powerful than your 'Crane Style watering method'?" The woman in the red apron manipulated the water flow to draw arcs.

"What's so impressive about that?" the woman in the green apron snorted, flicking a small water ball from her fingertip that landed precisely on each flower. "Last time you used the Kamehameha to hang the sheets, you even punctured Grandpa Wang's solar panel on the third floor."

Lin Ye was carrying a strawberry cake when he was surrounded by a group of children holding up picture books. A little girl with pigtails pointed at the dragon-shaped black shadow in the picture book and asked, "Brother Lin Ye, did you use a super powerful move back then?"

"No, that's not it." Lin Ye squatted down and pointed to number 18 in the corner of the picture book. "This lady used a robotic arm to calculate its weakness, just like you need to find the formula first when you do a math problem." He suddenly lowered his voice, "Actually, the most amazing one is Uncle Wang from the vegetable market. He's much more accurate than me when he's chopping pieces with a cleaver."

Suddenly, Number 18's robotic arm wrapped around his neck from behind, its metal knuckles lightly brushing against his earlobe: "Talking behind my back again?" She snatched the cake box and opened it, revealing strawberries still covered in glistening frosting. "Dandy just texted that all the representatives of the Universal Peace Conference have arrived, just waiting for our God of Destruction to make his appearance."

In the conference hall of New Namek, the purple floor was covered with glowing moss. Dende's younger brother, holding his speech, was so nervous that his antennae were trembling: "The first item on the agenda..." He was suddenly interrupted by the commotion below the stage. Goku was fighting with Kale from Universe 6 for the last piece of Senzu Bean Cake, while Vegeta rolled his eyes and kept score.

"Have they always been like this?" Caulifla nudged Android 18's arm. The female Saiyan from Universe 6 was writing and drawing on a tactical tablet. "I thought all the Gods of Destruction's friends were aloof."

Number 18 smiled and turned the tablet around, on which was a "comparison of cross-universe fighting techniques" summarized by her and Lin Ye: "He was in the park yesterday, teaching children how to blow bubbles with air." She suddenly circled a certain item with her pen, "Your universe's 'Super Saiyan Rose' can actually be simplified into aerobics. The old men downstairs in my building can learn it in three days."

Lin Ye sat on the hover chair reserved for the God of Destruction, watching Bulma stand in front of the holographic projection, spitting as she spoke. "...So, watermelon juice from Universe 7 must enjoy tariff preferences in inter-universe trade!" She slammed her hand on the table, arguing with the representative from the opposite universe. "Your crappy planet's carrot juice is tax-free, why can't our watermelon juice?"

“Looks like you’re adapting well.” Beerus sat down next to him at some point, holding a Namekian melon in his paws. “You’re much more reliable than when I first took office. At least you don’t turn the conference table into a scratching post.”

Lin Ye picked up the juice glass on the table, the outline of the Earth reflected in the glass: "Because I know that if I get tired of staying here, I can always go home and have a bowl of ramen." He suddenly pointed out the window, "Look, Wukong and the others have started comparing whose apprentice can eat more. Isn't that more interesting than discussing the laws of the universe?"

As the meeting ended, Lin Ye's bracelet suddenly lit up red. Alice's holographic projection, with dark circles under her eyes, had an astonishingly bright mechanical eye: "New spacetime coordinates detected!" She pulled up a 3D map, where a shimmering point of light was surrounded by pink mist. "The energy characteristics match the legendary 'Devil Fruit Tree' perfectly, and it can even simulate the scent of the fruit."

The projection suddenly switched to a screen full of delicious food: "The seafood rice in that world is said to be incredibly delicious, even cooked directly in seawater it has a sweet taste!" Alice's robotic arm made a tempting gesture. "Would you like to apply for inter-universe travel? Lord Destroyer, I've already checked out the local hotspots for taking photos."

Lin Ye's gaze swept across the starry sky, where Earth shone with an exceptionally gentle light. He recalled that when he first transmigrated, his greatest wish was to become stronger than everyone else; later, he hoped to protect those around him; and now, he only wanted to watch the myriad lights of homes slowly illuminate the night until dawn.

"Save the coordinates first." He turned off the projector, got up, and walked towards the arguing crowd. Goku and Vegeta had already started comparing the distance of their ki blasts, with Bulma placing bets nearby, and Android 18 recording on her phone. "Wait for me," Lin Ye said with a smile as he ran over, "I'm betting three months' worth of strawberry cakes on Vegeta losing!"

The black household registration card in the bracelet was slightly warm, as if responding to the Earth's temperature. Lin Ye touched his pocket and suddenly remembered the little note Beerus had secretly slipped to him earlier, which read in crooked handwriting: "There will always be your favorite triple-sugar milk tea in the refrigerator on Planet Destroyer."

In the distant Milky Way, the Destroyer Star of Universe Seven seemed to have quietly shifted its position, getting closer to that blue planet.

Chapter 391: The Trouble with Time-Traveling Express

At the grand opening ceremony of Frieza's Space Express Company, the ribbons spewed by the golden spaceship had just swept past the audience when they suddenly froze into dark purple ice crystals in mid-air. Lin Ye hadn't even swallowed the strawberry cake he was biting when the core of the God of Destruction in his chest suddenly felt like it had been stabbed by an ice pick: "This energy... is exactly the same as the remnant soul of Chronos."

"My grand opening celebration!" Frieza's tail lashed out in frustration, shattering the alloy podium beside him. Golden flames condensed into a ball of light in his palm. "Who dares to wreck my place?" He flicked his wrist, and the red light of his detector swept across the sky. "That cargo ship heading to Universe 9 in the east has something in its cargo hold that's devouring spacetime energy. My delivery can't be delayed!"

Number 18's mechanical eye popped up a blue data stream, and her fingertips flew across the virtual keyboard: "It's a fragment of the Chaos Core in disguise." She pulled up an X-ray scan of the cargo ship, where a palm-sized black package was wriggling in the corner of the cargo hold. "It's absorbing the spacetime stabilizer inside the package, like a sponge absorbing water."

Lin Ye's God of Destruction power extended along his senses, passing through the cargo ship's alloy bulkhead. The moment it touched the package, a slight tremor ran through his fingertips. "There's something alive inside." He frowned, his divine power tracing the writing on the package. "The sender's information is covered by chaotic energy, but the recipient is... Universe 9? Zamasu."

“Zamasu?” Vegeta had just crumpled the metal ornaments in the celebration basket into a ball when he heard this and suddenly sneered, “That madman who always has ‘justice’ on his lips? I think it was him who did this.” His deep blue aura surged, “Let me go blow up that damn package, lest something else happens.”

"Wait." Lin Ye pressed down on his shoulder, the tactile feedback from his divine power becoming increasingly clear. "This isn't a trap, it's more like... a distress signal." He looked at Frieza. "Can you locate that cargo ship? I need to go check it out."

Frieza's tail wrapped around Lin Ye's wrist, pulling him towards his flagship: "My package can't be lost!" He roared into the communicator, "Bring me the fastest pursuit ship! If you delay my opening ceremony, I'll throw you all to feed the space slugs!"

In the cockpit of the pursuit ship, Number 18 was deciphering the cargo ship's logbook. "This ship departed from the sixth universe three days ago, ostensibly carrying cosmic treasures, but in reality..." she pulled up the hidden cargo manifest, "...it's all spacetime energy crystals, enough to destroy half the Milky Way."

"It seems someone deliberately sent the bomb to Zamasu." Lin Ye gazed at the stars flashing by outside the porthole. "Zamasu from Universe 7 was already eliminated by Zeno, and this one from Universe 9..."

“He’s a bookworm who spends all his time studying history,” Frieza suddenly interjected, tapping a holographic image on the control panel. Zamasu from Universe 9 was sneezing at an ancient book. “My intelligence network shows that he placed an order with my company last month for a deluxe edition of *The History of Universal Pacifism*.”

The pursuit ship stopped outside the prison planet in the Ninth Universe. The planet's atmosphere was entirely dark purple, and the prison buildings on the surface resembled steel needles stuck into a boil. As soon as Lin Ye's divine power probed into the planet, he was pierced by countless shrill cries that sent chills down his spine.

"these are……"

“Wronged spirits.” Number 18’s mechanical arm deployed an energy shield, blocking the oncoming resentment. “According to the database, those imprisoned here are all ‘threats to the cosmic order.’” She suddenly pointed to the deepest part of the prison. “But the energy reaction there is strange, like… the aura of a Supreme Kai.”

Frieza's golden aura exploded as he kicked the prison door open: "I have no interest in these dead souls." His detector pointed to the third basement level. "My goods are there. Take them and go."

In the prison corridor, all the surveillance screens on the walls were playing the same image—Zamas, with long white hair, was bound to a cross by chaotic vines, a glowing tube inserted into his chest. Just as Lin Ye approached, the screens suddenly exploded, and a viscous, dark purple liquid gushed out.

"Watch out!" Number 18 grabbed Lin Ye and jumped back. Spikes instantly sprouted from the spot where the liquid landed. "It's living chaotic energy. It can mimic attack methods we've seen before."

“Imitation?” Frieza scoffed, flicking a death beam from his fingertip. “Then try this!” As the beam passed through the chaotic energy, it was split into countless tiny needles, which reflected and shot towards them.

Lin Ye's God of Destruction power transformed into a black wall of light, and the light needles annihilated into particles upon impact with it: "It's learning our attacks." He looked towards the end of the corridor, "Zamas is inside. These things are used to prevent outsiders from getting close."

In the deepest cell, Zamasu of Universe 6 was emaciated, reduced to skin and bones, with chaotic vines piercing his skin like veins. Upon seeing Lin Ye, his cracked lips moved slightly: "Finally... someone has come."

“You are not Zamasu from Universe 9.” Lin Ye noticed the six-star mark on his earlobe, which was the symbol of the Supreme Kai’s guards from Universe 6.

“I was exiled,” Zamasu coughed up green blood, “because I discovered the secret of the First God.” His gaze swept across the wall, “those murals… are the destiny of every universe’s ‘container’.”

Lin Ye followed his gaze and saw that the universes depicted in the twelve murals were all burning. In the last mural, the figure holding the Key of Time was half gold of the Light of Creation and half dark purple of the Core of Chaos, with his feet resting on a shattered Earth.

“The original god created twelve ‘vessels’.” Zamasu’s voice grew lower and lower. “Cronus was the first to fall, and you are… the first to defy fate.” He suddenly grabbed Lin Ye’s wrist, and the chaos vines crackled when they touched the power of the god of destruction. “That package contains fragments of the Key of Time, which can locate all the ‘reset buttons’. They are hidden in the core of every universe. Once activated, everything can start over.”

"Start over?" Frieza kicked the control panel next to him to pieces. "Why should I have to start over with the delivery company I worked so hard to build?"

“Because the First God thought,” Lin Ye suddenly understood, touching the core of the God of Destruction on his chest, which was resonating with the fragments of the Key of Time, “that we, these ‘vessels,’ should either become new tools of creation or weapons of destruction. But he forgot…” He looked at Number 18, whose mechanical eyes were flashing blue light as she analyzed data, “that we can choose for ourselves.”

Chaos vines suddenly erupted, piercing Zamasu's shoulder. The entire prison planet began to tremble, and dark purple liquid seeped from the murals on the walls, slowly coalescing into the phantom of Cronus.

"Looks like your old friend wants to get involved too." Frieza's golden aura enveloped his entire body. "If you can't save this nerd by the time I count to three, I'll blow up this entire planet."

"one."

Lin Ye's destructive power flowed upstream along the vines, and wherever the black power passed, the dark purple vines melted away.

"two."

The robotic arm of number 18 ejected a high-frequency oscillating blade, precisely severing the tube in Zamasu's chest. Green blood splattered on the back of her hand, instantly evaporating under the energy shield.

"three..."

"All done!" Lin Ye hoisted Zamasu onto his shoulder, the fragment of the Key of Time transforming into a silver ring in his palm. "Frieza, can your spaceship withstand the explosion of Prison Planet?"