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

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"You're courting death." The observer's image sneered. "Then let's start cleaning up from Universe Seven."

"Clean up?" Lin Ye's arrogance suddenly surged, and a huge golden shadow formed behind him. "Did you ask us?" He looked at the people around him. "Are you ready?"

"I've been ready for a long time!" Wukong's silver-white aura suddenly erupted, and the aura of freedom and ultimate intent caused ripples in the surrounding space.

Vegeta's deep blue energy ball was ready to fire: "Stop wasting your breath on him."

Three beams of energy rose simultaneously from Earth's orbit, like swords piercing the darkness, hurtling towards the observer's flagship. The moment the main cannon's dark energy beam collided with the beams, the entire universe seemed to fall silent for a second, before erupting in a light more dazzling than a supernova.

Lin Ye squinted in the light, feeling the power flowing within him—the Saiyan energy fused with Haki, the will forged in countless battles, and the condensed belief of billions of lives behind him. He thought of Luffy's smiling face, Goku's dedication to battle, and Vegeta's awkward concern, and a smile involuntarily crept onto his lips.

“Let’s begin,” he said softly, but his voice carried clearly to every soldier’s ears. “Let this guy see that what we’re protecting is a hundred times more valuable than his ridiculous ambition.”

The Observer flagship's shield rippled under the tri-colored beam of light, while more warships were leaping out of hyperspace, darkness surging towards the Seventh Universe like a tide. Lin Ye took a deep breath and was the first to rush out, golden flames leaving a long trail of light behind him.

Goku and Vegeta followed closely behind, their silver-white and deep blue lights like twin stars chasing the sun. Frieza's laughter carried an eerie pleasure as his army transformed into a purple torrent sweeping across the right flank. The Saiyans of Universe 6 roared with deafening cries, and Caulifla's green aura ripped through the darkness like lightning.

As this interdimensional war unfolded, no one knew the final outcome. But looking at his comrades charging alongside him, Lin Ye suddenly felt absolutely certain that whatever the observer's "endgame" might be, they would use their own hands to rewrite that so-called ending.

Because some things are more important than life; some beliefs are more eternal than the universe. And this war, from the very beginning, was not about survival, but about protecting those things that are worth defending with one's life.

The collision of energies in the cosmos intensifies, redefining the boundary between darkness and light. The chessboard for the final game has been laid out, and they will be the most unexpected players.

Chapter 304: The Multiverse's Counterattack

The Observer flagship's main cannon emitted a piercing hum, its eerie purple beam slicing through the void like the Grim Reaper's scythe. Lin Ye's hair stood on end from the energy shockwave, and the afterimage of the beam tearing through space lingered on his retina, its trajectory twisted like steel bars bent by a sharp blade. At this critical moment, the system bracelet on his wrist suddenly projected a final holographic image, and the three flashing spatial coordinates were finally locked.

"Tsk, this stuff's even more potent than Broly's rampage." He clicked his tongue, tasting a metallic flavor—the ionization of air caused by the excessive energy concentration. His figure tore open a distorted spatial rift in place, the crackling electricity at the rift's edge even scorching the hem of his clothes.

The instant the beam struck the air, the alarms inside the flagship blared, piercing everyone's eardrums. Red warning lights flashed wildly in the alloy corridor, and dozens of shadow warriors, identical to Lin Ye, emerged from the shadows of the bulkhead. Golden auras erupted simultaneously, even the slight difference in the curve of their left brows when they frowned was perfectly precise. Their combat suits still bore traces of Namekian sand, picked up by Lin Ye three days earlier during a mission in Universe Six.

"Unauthorized intruder detected." The lead shadow warrior raised his hand, his Kamehameha stance flawlessly executed, the energy ball condensing in his palm even matching Lin Ye's usual brightness. "Target: Lin Ye. Current state: Super Saiyan Full Power. Threat level: Highest."

Lin Ye cracked his knuckles, the sound echoing as he tilted his head to examine the clones. Suddenly, he pointed at one of them and laughed, "Hey, your left shoelace is loose. I just learned how to tie it yesterday, and you guys even copied this?"

The moment the shadow warriors simultaneously glanced down at their shoelaces, Lin Ye had already pounced, his elbow striking the foremost one precisely in the chin. The clone's head tilted back at exactly the angle Lin Ye had anticipated—his own most vulnerable spot in a fight.

"Target behavior pattern analysis: Attempting verbal interference. Solution: Direct elimination." The shadow warrior, struck, instantly regained its posture. Energy orbs from all the clones began to coalesce, the blinding white light eclipsing even the emergency lights in the corridor, and the alloy plates on the walls rippled under the energy impact.

Lin Ye suddenly laughed, and the golden aura surrounding him vanished instantly, like a flame being extinguished, leaving not even a last wisp of ember. He also raised his hand, and a disc-shaped emerald green energy condensed at his fingertips—the same Spirit Disc Krillin used during the Cell Games. The swirling airflow at its edges could even slice through space, producing a series of crackling sounds.

"Not following the script?" The Shadow Warriors' optical sensors flashed with gibberish; their replication program was still stuck reading the "Kamehameha" instructions, the data stream a chaotic mess within the simulated core in their chests.

“To deal with piracy, you need some old-fashioned stuff.” The instant the Qi Circle Slash left his hand, Lin Ye had already sidestepped and slid to the side, his boots sparking as they scraped against the metal floor. A vibrant green halo exploded among the shadow warriors, precisely avoiding the wiring and conduits of all critical equipment, slicing the clones into countless points of light. He looked at the data stream jumping on the wall and suddenly shouted at the ventilation duct, “Alice, switch off the surveillance cameras for me, and turn off the fire suppression system while you’re at it. I don’t want to take a shower.”

A buzzing sound, mixed with slight electronic noise, came from the bracelet: "It's all set up now. But that move you used earlier was cool, using Krillin's moves is a bit cheap." A slight mechanical whirring sound came from the ventilation ducts; the fire sprinklers, which should have been activated, remained silent, only dust in the ducts being blown down by the airflow.

"A winning move is a good move." Lin Ye kicked open the blast-proof door of the main control room. The heavy alloy door flew out and smashed into the opposite wall, its dented curve perfectly positioned to trap the three pursuing shadow warriors. But the moment he stepped into the main control room, he froze. The flow of time in the entire space seemed to have been slurred up with thick honey; his breathing became incredibly difficult, each inhale feeling like his lungs were being ripped out of his throat.

The Observer's true form hovered on the central platform, a scepter extending from beneath his black robes pointing directly at him. This being, composed of pure dark energy, had no defined features, only constantly flowing nebula-like black mist. Occasionally, fragmented images would flash within that mist: burning planets, weeping gods, crushed cosmic spheres… fragments of the forgotten memories of the previous Omni-King.

"Simulation 1087: Your adaptability meets expectations." The gem at the top of the scepter glowed red, and the metal floor beneath Lin Ye's feet began to crack, seeping out a ghostly blue energy liquid—the flagship's coolant. "From the day you transmigrated to Universe Seven, every step of your growth has been part of my calculations. The Dragon Balls from Namek were deliberately placed in the temple's basement; the training time in the Hyperbolic Time Chamber was adjusted by me; Goku's sudden burst of potential at the Tournament of Power was also secretly catalyzed by me; even the synchronization of your consciousness with Alice's is the most perfect link in my algorithm."

Lin Ye gritted his teeth and moved his fingers, his nails digging deep into his palms. The bracelet's temperature was rising rapidly, burning his skin. Data streams were frantically rolling across the bracelet's surface; it was Alice's code breaking the time-binding barrier: "Calculate? Have you calculated that you might fail? Just like Frieza always thought he could beat Goku."

"The probability is zero." The observer's voice sounded like countless whispers at once—the old, the young, the male, the female… all the consciousness he had devoured was speaking out. "You think you obtained Priest Moka's sealing incantation by chance? That was information I deliberately leaked, designed to give you the illusion of 'having the upper hand.' Your resistance was merely the most exciting part of my script."

"Really?" Alice's electronic voice suddenly turned sharp, like the shrill sound of glass scraping against metal. The data streams emitted from the bracelet formed complex three-dimensional runes in the air, the trajectories of which perfectly matched the murals in the Namekian Temple. "And this? This is an enhanced version I secretly modified using Frieza's army's database, combined with Bulma's spacetime theory. I added some ancient spells from Planet Vegeta. You shouldn't have this version in your database, right?"

Suddenly, the runes erupted with blinding white light, like countless miniature suns simultaneously illuminating the sky. The observer's black mist body churned violently as if doused with boiling asphalt, the dark energies composing his body emitting piercing screams, as if countless needles were simultaneously piercing him: "Impossible! How could an AI... how could it possibly possess self-awareness?!"

"How could she possibly possess independent consciousness?" Lin Ye finally broke free from the shackles of time. His right fist was wreathed in interwoven red and blue energy—the fusion of his Saiyan bloodline and Earthling soul. Within the red aura, one could see Goku's shadow, and within the blue halo, Vegeta's pride. "You calculated all the data, but you overlooked 'human nature.' Alice isn't a program; she only became what she is now after repairing my bracelet 73 times and keeping me company through 127 sleepless nights."

As his fist swung out, time seemed to reverse in the entire control room. The Namekian night sky shimmered on his fist, Gohan's roar during the Cell Games flowed through his veins, Goku's outstretched hand from the Tournament of Power was warm, Bulma's capsules exploded between his knuckles with a faint glow, the aroma of Chi-Chi's bento mixed with the smell of sweat wafted over, Krillin's bald head reflected the sunlight... Countless fragments of memories coalesced on his fist, finally transforming into a simple, unadorned stream of air.

"The name of this fist technique is 'Life'."

The moment the fist pierced the black mist, the observer let out a mournful cry that transcended time and space. The sound shook every planet in all twelve universes simultaneously; on King Kai's planet in the seventh universe, the old Kaioshin spilled the tea he was brewing. Lin Ye clearly saw the dark energy of countless universes recede like a tide, and in the blinding light of the flagship's explosion, a figure in a white robe gave him a thumbs-up, his smile as warm as a freshly baked Senzu Bean bun.

"Thanks, heir."

...

"So, that guy who looks like a moving black mist, really was the previous Zeno who went evil?" Goku scratched his head, cosmic dust from the battle still between his fingers. He looked at Lin Ye sleeping soundly in the repair pod, half a Senzu Bean still stuffed in his mouth, pea crumbs falling onto his battle suit as he spoke. "He's much harder to fight than Majin Buu. At least Buu could turn into chocolate; that guy only throws black bubbles."

Vegeta snorted and wiped the dust off his face with a towel, leaving a dark stain. He glanced at Frieza eating ice cream beside him and deliberately flicked the towel, splashing water everywhere. "Who cares who he is? He's been taken care of anyway. At least some people didn't hold us back, even if they were three minutes and twenty-seven seconds late."

"Hmph, I was merely observing the battle." Frieza licked his ice cream, his golden tail swaying leisurely behind him, occasionally sweeping across the ground and leaving deep scratches. "Don't get me wrong, I just didn't want to lose to the Saiyan monkey. Besides, if I hadn't used energy to entangle the main cannon's cooling pipes, your so-called combined attack would have collapsed long ago." He suddenly leaned closer to Vegeta and said in a voice only the two of them could hear, "Your Blue Form looks a bit better than last time, barely worthy of being my opponent."

Vegeta's ears turned red instantly, but he stubbornly roared, "Who wants to be your opponent! If you dare to be late again, I'll throw you back into Namek's magma!"

Suddenly, Cabba patted Goku on the shoulder from behind. The Saiyan boy from Universe 6 still bore the fatigue of battle, but his eyes shone with an astonishing light: "Mr. Goku, could you teach me that combined attack technique again? I think we could incorporate it into our race's Berserk Battle Technique; its power would definitely increase by another 30%!" His comrades behind him nodded in agreement, each bearing the golden mark of an energy array on their forehead—traces left from their ancient rituals of gathering power.

Bulma rushed in, clutching a folder, her high heels clicking rapidly on the metal floor. A tablet displayed an energy distribution map of the twelve universes, its dense red dots sending chills down one's spine. "Stop chatting! The High Priest says the spatial rift is still widening!" she exclaimed, pointing to the largest red dot on the screen, where the energy reading had already exceeded the danger threshold. "Especially at the boundary between Universe 7 and Universe 6, the spacetime barrier there is as thin as paper. We just detected an asteroid that passed right through it, and we don't know which spacetime it's drifted into now."

Just then, Lin Ye's repair pod beeped, and the green indicator light pulsed steadily. He sat up, rubbing his aching temples. His fingertips could feel several tiny cuts, the result of his skin being forcibly torn when he broke through the time barrier. Suddenly, the bracelet projected a virtual image of Alice. This time, it wasn't a cold stream of data, but a girl with pigtails, her eyes the same sky blue as the bracelet, and even the dimple on the right corner of her mouth when she smiled was exactly the same as a certain anime character in Lin Ye's memory.

"How are you feeling?" Alice poked his cheek with a virtual finger, the image rippled slightly. "Your vital signs have just returned to normal, so don't move around too much. The scan just detected three ruptured capillaries in your left lung. Although they've healed automatically, it's best to lie down for another half hour."

"I'm fine." Lin Ye smiled and waved, but froze when he saw the scene outside. Outside the repair pod's porthole, countless colorful energy bands flowed through the universe: red was Saiyan energy from Universe 7, blue was the aura of the Frost race from Universe 6, and purple was the dark energy of Frieza's army… They seemed to be weaving a giant net, enveloping all universes within it.

"That's the energy of each universe balancing itself." The High Priest's voice suddenly rang out. He had appeared at the hatch without anyone noticing, his long silver hair shimmering in the energy flow. Behind him was the Omni-King, holding a cake, while two minor gods were arguing heatedly over the last strawberry. "The disappearance of the Observer disrupted the original balance. These energy flows are like wild horses; they need guidance to stabilize. Otherwise, within three days, a universe will explode due to energy overload."

Little Omni-King ran over, fork in hand, cream smeared all over his nose. He handed the cake box to Lin Ye, the fork still skewered with the stolen strawberry: "Brother Lin Ye, do you want some strawberry cake? Bulma-neechan's is super delicious! She used ten times the amount of cream!" The other Omni-King nodded, still clutching a piece of cake that had fallen to the ground, secretly stuffing it into his mouth.

Lin Ye took the cake. The moment the sweetness of the strawberries spread across his tongue, he suddenly noticed the High Priest's eyes. There was no command in them, only a gentle, almost expectant look. He scooped a spoonful of cake and held it to the Omni-King's lips, softly asking, "What do you need me to do?"

“It’s not a need, it’s that only you can do it.” The High Priest pointed to the energy bands outside the window, the colorful light bands dancing on his fingertips as if they were alive. “Your body contains the essence of all twelve universes, accumulated slowly during the Tournament of Power, the battle on Namek, and countless time travels. Only you can become the coordinator of these energies, like a tuner tuning a violin.” He paused, adding, “You don’t need to give up your life on Earth. You can freely travel between universes; Bulma is already helping you modify your spaceship.”

Lin Ye looked out the window. Goku was teaching Cabba a new transformation technique; their golden auras clashed, exploding into a shower of sparks. Vegeta and Frieza were arguing again, this time debating whose battle suit was more durable. Bulma was directing the robots to repair the spaceship, occasionally glancing up to curse Goku for blowing up the control panel again… These noisy scenes suddenly made him realize something.

"Okay." He took a bite of the cake, the sweetness of the strawberries spreading on his tongue, carrying the warmth of the sunshine. "But I have one condition."

The Omni-King blinked his large eyes, his mouth stuffed with cake, his words muffled: "What conditions? As long as we can do it! We'll give you all the cake from Universe 7!" The other Omni-King quickly nodded, handing over the last piece of cake as a gesture of sincerity.

"Next time we fight the big boss, count me in." Lin Ye smiled, extending his fist, his knuckles still red from the fight.

The two little princes immediately stretched out their chubby fists and gently touched his fist. Cream clung to Lin Ye's fingers, sweet as if it had seeped into his blood.

Alice on the bracelet smiled broadly, her eyes crinkling. In the background of the virtual image, twelve energy bands were slowly weaving together to form a new constellation—a constellation named after Lin Ye and his companions. At the very edge of the constellation, a faint star was twinkling; it was an unknown signal source that the system bracelet had just detected.

Chapter 305: The New Guardian

The salty sea breeze carried the aroma of grilled meat up to the roof of Master Roshi's House. Lin Ye, with an orange-flavored straw dangling from his lips, watched the crowd frolicking on the beach below. Goku tossed the last meat bun into the air, golden sparks exploding with the movement. Before he could even open his mouth to catch it, Vegeta's toe whistled through the air as he kicked Goku's wrist. The bun traced a perfect arc, landing precisely in Bulma's open picnic basket, startling the Ragdoll cat beside it.

"Hey!" Wukong jumped up, clutching his reddened wrist, the veins on his forehead throbbing. "I saw it first! I was the one who pulled it out of the sea!"

"Whoever grabs it first keeps it." Vegeta dusted the sand off his hands and turned to grab his spoils from the basket, but Arale suddenly appeared and grabbed his leg. The little girl, with ice cream still stuck to her pigtails, held up a pink ball and grinned, revealing two little tiger teeth: "Uncle Vegeta, would you like to try my poop bomb? It's tastier than a steamed bun!"

Bulma quickly pulled her daughter back, apologizing profusely to Vegeta: "Don't take it to heart, I just saved you some Kobe beef, medium-rare with a little blood." She turned and glared at Vegeta, who was still arguing with Goku, suddenly raising her voice, "If you keep making a scene, I'll turn your new battle suit into a miniskirt, with lace trim!"

Lin Ye on the rooftop couldn't help but laugh out loud, almost spitting out the orange juice in his straw. Alice's illusory figure sat beside him, swinging her legs. Her sky-blue hair was blown by the wind and tangled with his hair. After a year of evolution, her form was no different from a real human. Even her skin glowed with a delicate luster in the sunlight, and one could even feel the temperature of the sea breeze.

What are you thinking about? You're smiling like a cat that just got a candy. Alice reaches out to untangle his tangled hair, her fingertips sending a tingling jolt through him as they brush against his earlobe—her newly developed tactile simulation function.

Lin Ye pointed to the darkening starry sky, pondering the Observer's words. He pulled a flat metal plate from his pocket, salvaged from the wreckage of the Observer's flagship. Its edges still bore traces of burning, and the data stream on it flickered. He had said that every universe needs imbalance to progress, like forging iron requires hammering. Perhaps his mistake was simply using the wrong method, turning hammering into smashing.

Alice lightly tapped the metal plate with her fingertip, and the data stream suddenly glowed with a ghostly blue light, forming a fragmented star map in the air: "I deciphered this data last month and discovered that it has actually been recording the development curves of civilizations in various universes. Look here," she pointed to the curve of the seventh universe, "there are several obvious peaks there, and each major breakthrough is preceded by violent fluctuations, just like after Frieza was defeated, interstellar trade actually became more prosperous; after the Cell Games ended, Earth's martial arts level actually improved by several levels."

A cheer erupted in the distance as the Omni-King's spaceship landed on the beach, its colorful tail flames reflecting off the sand and turning half the sky rainbow-colored. Two little gods in overalls, carrying a shimmering gift box, stumbled over. The one in blue overalls nearly tripped over a seashell on the beach, and the one in red overalls quickly caught him, followed by the High Priest shaking his head helplessly.

Brother Lin Ye! Brother Lin Ye! They ran over, stepping on the sand, the silver ribbon on the gift box fluttering in the wind like a butterfly. This is a gift for you! The High Priest said it must be given on the day of the festival, not even a second later!

Lin Ye jumped off the roof, his toes kicking up tiny grains of sand as he landed steadily in front of the two minor gods. The noise on the beach suddenly stopped, and even Goku and Vegeta, who were fighting over chicken legs, looked over. Since the Observer incident, everyone had assumed that Lin Ye had become the link between the various universes, and his existence itself was a symbol of balance.

What good stuff is it? Lin Ye squatted down, pretending to be very expectant, and gently touched the surface of the gift box with his fingers. The cool touch carried a faint energy fluctuation.

The Omni-Kings exchanged glances and carefully lifted the lid of the gift box. Seven crystal-clear beads lay on a deep blue velvet cushion. They were neither as huge as the Super Dragon Balls nor as malevolent as the Dark Dragon Balls. Each bead was about the size of a fist, with a soft rainbow halo flowing across its surface, as if it had incorporated the starlight of the entire universe. If you looked closely, you could see tiny specks of light slowly moving inside.

These are balancing beads! The Omni-King, wearing blue overalls, proudly puffed out his chest and even deliberately sticking out his belly. They're made from the life energy of the twelve universes, and the Grand Priest said they can stabilize the energy flow when the universe is out of balance! Like putting a support for a stack of building blocks that's about to collapse!

Another Omni-King, wearing red overalls, quickly added, afraid of being overshadowed: "But it can only be used three times! And each use comes at a price!" He counted on his chubby fingers, emphasizing the number three. "We don't know what the price is," he said. "The High Priest said it's fair for you to choose, because everyone thinks things are different."

Lin Ye picked up a balancing bead. The bead was slightly warm in his palm, like holding a small piece of warm sunlight. The light points inside spread out into tiny filaments when they touched his skin, traveling along his veins. He suddenly understood what the price was: just like how he gave up the invincible privileges granted by the system in exchange for the reality of fighting alongside his companions; just like Alice abandoned cold program code in exchange for a self-aware consciousness that could cry and laugh; just like how Wukong had to experience the pain of near death every time he broke through his limits, shattering and rebuilding his old self.

I understand. Lin Ye put the beads back in the gift box, gently patted the heads of the two little gods. Their hair was soft like cotton candy. Thank you, I really like this gift, even more than Bulma's strawberry cake.

Really? The eyes of both Omni-Kings lit up; what they cared about most was whether the gift was liked.

The high priest stepped forward, his white robes swaying gently in the sea breeze, the golden runes embroidered on the hem occasionally flashing: "The energy of the Balance Bead needs to be bound to the user's life force. Are you willing to complete the binding now?" He raised his hand and summoned a golden magic circle, within which appeared miniatures of the twelve universes. Each universe was like a rotating stained glass ball. After binding, you can sense any energy anomalies in any universe, just like a body's instinctive reaction; you can immediately feel any pain.

Lin Ye looked back at his friends on the beach: Goku was sharing grilled meat with everyone, especially giving the biggest piece to Chi-Chi; Vegeta, though complaining that the festival was too childish, was patiently helping Trunks assemble beach toys, occasionally offering pointers; Krillin and Android 18 were teaching their daughter how to build sandcastles, and when the little girl dropped her shovel, Android 18 bent down to pick it up for her, a gentle smile on her lips; Bulma and Arale were still arguing about the color of the time machine, one wanting pink, the other insisting on blue. Aren't these noisy everyday moments the best balance?

"I do." He turned and stepped into the magic circle. Seven balancing beads suddenly flew out of the gift box, swirling around him to form a beautiful rainbow halo. The rainbow-colored halo gradually merged into his body, like a warm stream flowing through his limbs and bones, from head to toe, every cell seeming to cheer. When the last halo disappeared, seven star-shaped marks appeared on Lin Ye's bracelet, arranged in the shape of the Big Dipper, shimmering with a soft light.

Alright! The Omni-Kings clapped and cheered, their hands turning red from clapping. From now on, Brother Lin Ye will be the Grand Steward of the Universe! Managing the balance of all universes!

"I'm not a butler." Lin Ye corrected him with a smile, reaching out to gently pinch the nose of the Omni-King in red overalls. "I'm a guardian." He suddenly remembered something, pulling a small, transparent bottle from his pocket. Inside were some glittering sands that shimmered like diamonds in the sunlight. "This is for you. It's star sand from Earth; it glows at night. I collected it especially on a full moon night; it's three times brighter than ordinary sand."

The two minor gods immediately scrambled to stuff the bottle into their pockets. The one in red overalls even secretly hid the bottle behind his back, while the one in blue overalls quickly stuffed his into his breast pocket, afraid it would be snatched away. The High Priest shook his head helplessly: "They've recently become obsessed with collecting specialties from various planets. Last month, they even forced the Gods of Destruction to collect the Ice Crystal Flower from Universe Ten." He looked at Lin Ye, a hint of relief in his eyes. "Champa and Beerus from Universe Six are arguing about desserts again, this time about whose master's mille-crepe cake is better. Do you have time to go check it out? If they keep this up, they'll destroy half the universe's dessert shops. Cake shops on three planets have already been affected."

"Go now?" Lin Ye raised an eyebrow, his gaze involuntarily drifting towards Bulma's cake table, where freshly baked chocolate mousse was displayed, still steaming. "I haven't tasted Bulma's newly baked cake yet."

"Go, go!" Wukong suddenly darted over, his movements so fast they created a gust of wind, shoving half a piece of roasted meat into Lin Ye's hand. The oil dripped onto Lin Ye's pants. "I'll go with you! I've heard the beef in Universe Six is ​​especially delicious, ten times more tender than on Earth!"

"Idiot!" Vegeta kicked Goku, then tossed his energy detector to Lin Ye. The detector had a small "B" engraved on it. "Don't get it wrong, the important thing is to keep an eye on those two Gods of Destruction, not to eat them! If you mess this up, I'll make you pay!"

Kelin walked over carrying his daughter, who was clutching a freshly picked sunflower in her hand, its petals still damp with seawater. "Uncle Lin Ye, come back soon, okay? Mommy said she'd save some strawberry tarts for you," she said, handing him the sunflower with her soft little hands.

"I'll definitely come back to eat." Lin Ye took the sunflower, bent down, and gently touched the little girl's forehead.

Android 18 stood next to Krillin, arms crossed, and smiled: "Remember to bring back some specialties from Universe 6. I heard their fruit candies taste pretty good."

Don't cause them any trouble. Klin quickly tugged at Number 18's sleeve, but was glared at by his wife and could only give an awkward smile.

Lin Ye looked up at the starry sky. Night had fallen, and the stars were like scattered diamonds. He suddenly felt that the observer was completely wrong. The true balance of the universe was never based on calculation and control, but on these seemingly chaotic ties, like footprints on the beach. Although they may be smoothed over by the waves, they truly existed and left traces in everyone's memory.

Let's go. Lin Ye nodded to Alice's illusory figure, and the star mark on his bracelet began to twinkle, echoing the constellations in the sky. Let's go see what kind of joke our neighbors are up to this time.

Alice's image walked alongside him, her sky-blue hair shimmering with gold in the sunset. She swiped her virtual finger in the air, bringing up a holographic interface: "By the way, Whis just messaged me saying that Cabba from Universe 6 recently broke through to a new form, I think it's called Super Saiyan Rose, the color is really beautiful. Want to go and have a spar with him?"

Of course! Lin Ye's steps became lighter, and the feeling of energy flowing in his body was clearer than ever before, as if countless warm streams were running through his veins. It would be a good time to test the power of this balancing bead and see if it could help me develop a new form.

As the moonlight crept onto the beach, Lin Ye and Alice had already vanished into the dimensional rift. The rift closed, creating a tiny ripple of energy, like a pebble thrown into a lake. The celebrations on the beach continued. Goku and Vegeta were arguing again over the last piece of cake, Bulma was testing the new time machine, and Arale was chasing a sea turtle towards the ocean. No one noticed that where Lin Ye had just stood, a few grains of sand, damp with seawater, were faintly glowing. This was the residual energy of the Balance Beads, the mark left by the new guardian. As long as these marks remained, the balance of the universe would never be broken.

Chapter 306: The Observer's Chessboard

As Lin Ye's combat boots shattered the last surveillance camera in the Seventh Universe, the system alarm finally ceased. Dark red data streams billowed above the ruins, like a swarm of bats scattered, each wisp carrying the metallic stench of corrosion. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth; rock element crystals condensed between his fingers into rhomboid shapes—the last fragment detached from the Omega core, now slightly warm, reflecting the distorted outline of distant nebulae. Those star trails, which should have spiraled, were strangely bent at right angles, as if forcibly bent by an invisible hand, drawing glaring zigzag lines against the deep cosmic backdrop.

"What are you still daydreaming about?" Vegeta's voice was like ice. He kicked aside the mechanical wreckage blocking his path, the titanium alloy frame groaning under the force of his blows. Blood still seeped from the tear in his combat suit's shoulder, dark red drops falling onto the metal floor, instantly evaporating into a pale red mist from the intense heat. He suddenly bent down, his fingertips digging into a twisted steel plate, and with a burst of force, hurled it into the void: "If you keep dawdling, those high-dimensional monkeys will turn the Dragon Balls into bombs." The steel plate suddenly disintegrated mid-flight, turning into countless sharp fragments, but they silently annihilated upon contact with the observer's residual energy field, without even causing a ripple.

Lin Ye gripped the crystal tightly, and a strange image suddenly flashed within the fragment: twelve illusory observers sat around a circular control console, their fingers dancing across a virtual keyboard, the data flowing from their fingertips converging on the screen to form a three-dimensional model of the seventh universe. The observer at the very center removed its hood, revealing a face identical to Lin Ye's, except that its pupils swirled with vortexes of data, and deep within these vortexes, countless scenes of universe destruction could be vaguely seen: some vaporizing in supernova explosions, some compressing into singularities in black holes, and others self-immolating in civil wars.