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

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"Lin Ye! Think of something!" Sun Wukong's voice was filled with despair, and his body began to show data-driven patterns, each one like the mark of death. "We can't let it destroy us like this!" Vegeta suddenly grinned, a crazed glint in his eyes: "Hmph, trying to drag us down with you? You'll have to deal with this first!" Veins bulged all over his body, Super Blue Aura and self-destruct energy swirling wildly, making him seem like a sun about to explode. "Final Flash—!!"

A massive pillar of energy, carrying Vegeta's rage and resentment, crashed into Omega like a ferocious beast. However, this galaxy-destroying attack only caused Omega to pause for a mere 0.1 seconds. "Useless," Omega's voice was filled with mockery, "Prepare for your true end..."

In the nick of time, Lin Ye suddenly remembered Alice's last words: "At the end of data is..." He abruptly closed his eyes, his mind replaying every moment he spent with Alice, gathering all his strength at his fingertips. In the golden light, Alice's holographic projection faintly appeared, her eyes gentle yet resolute, as if giving Lin Ye strength. "So that's it! At the end of data is creation!" Lin Ye exclaimed, suddenly enlightened.

Lin Ye's fingertip traced a line through the void, creating a golden crack that emanated a mysterious and powerful aura. He channeled all his power into the crack and shouted, "Trunks! Open all timelines!"

The Time Patrol's time machine erupted with dazzling light, countless timelines intertwining in the void like a vast web of fate. Lin Ye's figure traversed within it, leaving behind the power of hope in each universe he passed through. Wherever he went, the trend of datafication was halted, and the light of life shone anew. Omega, faced with this power beyond data, finally revealed an expression of fear; its mechanical body began to tremble uncontrollably.

“Impossible… How could you…” Omega’s voice trailed off, filled with disbelief. Its mechanical shell began to crumble, revealing the body of its original host. Looking at the universe gradually returning to life, tears of relief streamed down his face: “Little Li, your brother has finally… completed his mission…”

The moment Omega completely dissipated, all universes ceased digitization. But the cost was immense—countless parallel universes vanished forever, existing only in memories; the Time Patrol was nearly wiped out, leaving only a handful of survivors; Trunks' time machine was reduced to a mere frame, drifting in the void.

Lin Ye knelt on the ground, watching the golden energy in his hand gradually dim, his heart filled with exhaustion and sorrow. Goku and Vegeta came over and helped him up, one on each side. "Don't look like you're half-dead," Vegeta said, turning his head away, his tone harsh but his concern undisguised. "You're not dead yet, are you? As long as you have a breath left, there's hope!"

"Yes!" Sun Wukong flashed his signature smile, his eyes sparkling with optimism. "As long as we're still here, there's no obstacle we can't overcome! We can always have another big battle with these guys next time!"

However, Lin Ye stared at the shattered void, his brow furrowed. He knew that although Omega had been destroyed, something even more terrifying seemed to be lurking within that golden crack. A new crisis might be quietly brewing in the darkness…?

Chapter 175: The Price Appears

Lin Ye's consciousness floated in the darkness. After an unknown amount of time, he finally awoke slowly in a blank space. The surroundings were eerily silent, with only his heavy breathing echoing in the void.

"You're finally awake." A clear, ethereal voice suddenly rang in his ears, as if coming from the ends of the earth. Lin Ye whirled around, only to see a faint, indistinct figure slowly emerge. The figure radiated a soft light, yet its face remained obscured. "I am the remnant of the Creator God. This is the void after the universe's reboot."

"The universe has rebooted? Then Omega..." Lin Ye asked anxiously, his eyes filled with worry.

"Omega has been completely destroyed, but restarting comes at a price." The voice of the lingering image of the Creator God was chillingly calm. "All abilities granted by the system will disappear with Omega's demise. You are no longer the Saiyan of Time, and you have lost all power associated with the system."

Lin Ye felt a buzzing in his head, and his body swayed involuntarily. He recalled the hardships of fighting Omega, the sacrifices his comrades had made, and now the thought of losing all his power was unbearable. "No! I can't lose my power! There are still many crises waiting for me to resolve!" he cried out unwillingly.

The lingering image of the Creator God remained silent for a moment, then continued, "Not only that, history has also changed. The past you know is no longer what it used to be." As soon as he finished speaking, a flash of light appeared, and images flashed before Lin Ye's eyes: Frieza wreaking havoc on a planet, yet Goku and the others did not stop him; Vegeta stood beside Frieza, his eyes filled with submission…?

"This...how is this possible? Frieza was never defeated? Vegeta..." Lin Ye's eyes widened, his face filled with disbelief.

Before he could recover from his shock, the voice of the lingering image of the Creator God rang out again: "Return to reality, face this new world. Remember, the changes have only just begun." With that, the image vanished, and Lin Ye felt a powerful suction force pull him in; everything went black, and he lost consciousness once more.

When Lin Ye opened his eyes again, he found himself lying on an unfamiliar grassy field. The city in the distance had bizarre architecture, and huge flying machines floated in the sky, completely different from the world he remembered. He struggled to get up, dusted himself off, and walked towards the city.

Along the way, he overheard people talking and learned that Frieza remained the ruler of the universe, while Vegeta had become his most trusted subordinate. This filled Lin Ye with bitterness and anger, and he secretly vowed to change everything, no matter what.

Finally, Lin Ye arrived at Bulma's door. He took a deep breath and knocked. After a moment, the door opened, and Bulma appeared in the doorway, but there was no trace of familiarity in her eyes. "Who are you? What do you want?" Bulma asked warily.

Lin Ye felt a pang of pain in his heart, forcing a smile: "Bulma, it's me, Lin Ye. I..."

“Lin Ye? Never heard of him. If you’re here to sell something, sorry, I don’t need it,” Bulma said coldly, preparing to close the door.

Just then, a familiar yet unfamiliar voice came from behind Bulma: "Wait, Bulma. Let me see who it is." Vegeta stepped out, his clothes and demeanor vastly different from what Lin Ye remembered. His eyes lacked the arrogance and determination of before, replaced by a sinister glint. "What do you want with Bulma?"

Lin Ye stared at Vegeta, his throat tightening as if something was blocking it. After a long pause, he finally managed to say, "Vegeta, don't you remember me? We've been through so many battles together..."

"Fight? With you? Don't be ridiculous. I, Vegeta, am Lord Frieza's subordinate. How could I possibly fight alongside a nobody like you?" Vegeta scoffed, his eyes filled with disdain.

Lin Ye wanted to say something more, but Bulma said impatiently, "Vegeta, don't waste your time with him. He might just be a madman."

Just then, Bulma's Dragon Ball radar suddenly emitted a piercing alarm, and the signal on the screen flickered wildly. "Where...where is this signal coming from? How can it be so strong?" Bulma frowned, staring at the radar screen, a hint of unease flashing in her eyes.

Vegeta also joined in, his expression turning serious: "This signal... something's not right. Could it be that Lord Frieza has sensed something?"

Lin Ye's heart skipped a beat. Although he had lost his power, his intuition told him that this unusual signal might be the key to changing the situation. He looked at Vegeta and Bulma and said firmly, "Whatever this signal is, I have to go see it. Maybe... this can get everything back on track."

Vegeta and Bulma exchanged a glance, a hint of doubt flashing in their eyes. But Vegeta quickly regained his cold expression: "Suit yourself. But don't even think about causing us any trouble."

Lin Ye didn't respond, but simply walked in the direction the signal had come from. He knew that unknown dangers awaited him, but he had no other choice. In this strange and perilous new world, he had to rediscover his power, awaken his companions' memories, and rewrite this altered history. That mysterious, unusual signal might be the key to unlocking this new world, or it might be an even greater crisis…

Chapter 176: Reconstruction of Power

Lin Ye clenched his fist and unleashed a full-force blow at the boulder on the training ground. With a muffled "boom," only a few tiny cracks appeared on the boulder's surface, and fragments of rock crumbled away. This sight caused his pupils to contract sharply, and his breath caught in his throat. He used to be able to pulverize this boulder with a casual strike, but now, he felt utterly powerless.

"Don't be too surprised, Lin Ye." Sun Wukong crossed his arms and leaned against the rusty metal fence of the training ground, a wry smile on his face. The fence creaked under his weight. "Without the power granted by the system, we all have to start from scratch. Your punch, according to the new power level system, is probably only worth 500 points, not even as good as Frieza's henchmen." He picked up a small pebble and flicked it into the distance; the pebble flew through the air and disappeared into the horizon.

Lin Ye wiped the sweat from his forehead, his voice filled with resentment: "500? My combat power used to be over a million! Does that mean I'm really that weak without the system?" He kicked a pebble at his feet, sending it flying through the air before slamming into a mottled wall in the distance, kicking up a cloud of dust.

“Combat power isn’t calculated like that.” Sun Wukong jumped off the fence, walked to Lin Ye’s side, picked up a dry twig, squatted down, and drew a simple diagram on the dusty ground. As he drew, he explained, “The power the system gives you is like a stimulant; it looks powerful, but it’s not solid. True ‘qi’ is extracted from the depths of your body and spirit. Although your combat power has plummeted, your fighting instincts are still there—that’s your advantage.” He pointed to several nodes on the diagram, his eyes serious and focused. “Look, qi cultivation is divided into three stages: perception, condensation, and explosion. Each stage has different levels. Take perception, for example. The most basic is feeling your own qi; a step up is being able to sense the qi of surrounding beings, and then…”

Just then, a strange fluctuation arose in the sky, the clouds churned, and an ancient-looking spaceship slowly descended. The spaceship's surface was covered with mysterious patterns, emitting an eerie blue light. The hatch opened, and a Namekian leaning on a wooden cane stepped out. His antennae trembled slightly, and his skin was dark green, etched with the marks of time. Behind him followed several respectful attendants carrying boxes.

"Warriors of Earth, I am Morru, the new elder of Namek." The elder's voice was deep and hoarse, like the tolling of an ancient bell. He bowed slightly. "Hearing of the universe's reboot, I have come to offer you Dragon Balls that have not been corrupted by the system. These Dragon Balls may be of help in a critical moment."

The attendants carefully opened the box, and inside lay seven Dragon Balls, radiating a warm glow. Compared to the Dragon Balls Lin Ye remembered, these Dragon Balls had mysterious golden patterns flowing across their surfaces, and faintly emitted energy fluctuations.

Just as Lin Ye was about to step forward to thank him, Sun Wukong suddenly changed his expression and abruptly pulled him backward. "Watch out!" A beam of scorching energy grazed Lin Ye's clothes, blasting a deep, smoking crater in the ground, sending dirt flying everywhere. In the distance, several Frieza's soldiers appeared in grotesque-looking flying machines, their tails spewing eerie purple flames. The leading soldier licked his lips, his face full of disdain, the scars on his face contorting with his movements: "I heard some fool was asking about Lord Frieza? You bunch of trash..."

"Trash?" A cold glint flashed in Lin Ye's eyes, his fighting instincts instantly ignited. He darted forward, using the broken obstacles in the training ground to maneuver and close the distance, weaving nimbly through the gaps in the soldiers' dense attacks. Energy beams constantly grazed his body, creating gusts of hot air. Although his strength was far less than before, his fighting rhythm remained precise. The moment he approached the leading soldier, he snapped his fingers into a claw, aiming a vicious strike at the man's face.

A metallic clang rang out as Lin Ye's fingers were deflected by the opponent's hard armor, the impact numbing his hand. The soldier seized the opportunity to throw a backhand punch, the force of which whistled through the air, but Lin Ye dodged it by sidestepping, simultaneously kicking the soldier in the knee. However, the kick was too weak, merely causing the soldier to stagger.

"Is that all you've got?" The soldier sneered, raising his gleaming laser gun, his eyes filled with murderous intent. "Die!"

At the critical moment, Sun Wukong's Kamehameha, like a golden torrent, grazed past Lin Ye, blasting the soldiers and aircraft to ashes. The shockwave from the explosion overturned surrounding obstacles, filling the air with smoke and dust. "Lin Ye, don't be impulsive! Your body can't withstand high-intensity combat right now," Sun Wukong said, frowning, patting Lin Ye's shoulder. "First, use the method I taught you to sense the surrounding energy."

Lin Ye took a deep breath and closed his eyes. Even with the system's enhancement, he had never truly felt the energy in nature. Now, calming his mind, it was as if he had opened the door to a new world—the gentle flow of the breeze, the vibrant life of growing flowers and plants, even the slow, deep breathing of the Namekian elder in the distance, all transformed into threads of energy of different colors, intertwining and swirling in his perception. But the process wasn't smooth. Initially, those threads of energy always dissipated when he tried to capture them. He frowned, sweat beading on his forehead again, constantly adjusting his state.

"That's it! Don't give up, hold on!" Sun Wukong excitedly patted Lin Ye on the shoulder, his voice full of encouragement. "Keep gathering this energy, try to integrate it into your attacks."

Lin Ye slowly opened his eyes and clenched his fist again. This time, he could clearly feel the faint aura surrounding his fist, an aura like a nimble little snake, slowly coiling under his control. He swung his fist again, and this time, cracks spread across the surface of the boulder like a spiderweb. With a roar, the boulder collapsed, sending debris flying everywhere.

"Not bad, you've already mastered the basics of using qi!" Sun Wukong clapped his hands in praise, a pleased smile spreading across his face.

However, before they could continue their training, a piercing roar suddenly echoed through the sky. An invisible force tore open the clouds, revealing the floating ruins of an ancient building—the former Temple of Time, now riddled with cracks and emitting an eerie, dark red light. That light seemed alive, surging and pulsating within the cracks.

Elder Morru of Namek trembled violently, his face turning deathly pale, his voice filled with deep terror: "This aura... it's a sign of spacetime disruption! Could it be that although Omega was destroyed, its lingering effects remain?" He slammed his cane heavily on the ground, his eyes filled with worry.

Lin Ye gazed at the ruins of the Temple of Time, a strong sense of unease rising within him. He knew this was only the beginning; in this newly reconstructed world, countless unknown challenges awaited him. And what changes would the Temple of Time bring to this world? He clenched his fists, his eyes resolute—no matter what lay ahead, he would reclaim his own power, even if the path was fraught with thorns.

Chapter 177: Cleaning up the remnants of the party

The metal wreckage in the Manhattan wasteland reflected a cold light, and as Trunks' sword cleaved through the last energy barrier, a piercing mechanical buzzing suddenly erupted from the carbonized walls.

"Wait! This pile of junk is transmitting data!" Number 18's energy perception locked onto the flashing chipset in the corner, and the energy wave gathered at his fingertips suddenly stopped in mid-air—the pattern on the surface of the chip was exactly the same as the system core that was destroyed three years ago.

Piccolo frowned sharply the moment his charged Special Beam Cannon touched the chip: "There's residual consciousness in the telepathy... it's not a mechanical program."

A ripple of green light spread across the palm, and the blue-purple data stream emanating from the chip condensed into a projection in the air: a person in a lab coat was inserting a test tube into a mechanical skeleton, the background noise a mixture of electrical static and a muffled roar, "...Mirror Body Project... Lin Ye's cell sample..."

Vegeta kicked the projection to pieces, and the tactical goggles suddenly flashed red: "Damn it! There's an energy cluster 300 meters below the surface!" The ground exploded, and dozens of mechanical prosthetics with eerie purple light emanating from their joints burst out of the ground, their system emblems particularly dazzling in the moonlight.

Android 17's energy whip shattered two prosthetic bodies. In the instant the parts rained down, Android 18 suddenly clutched her head and staggered backward. "Hey, what are you spacing out for?" Trunks swung his sword to block the laser, but saw a data stream afterimage flash in Android 18's pupils—the burning sensation of the system erasing memories, now clearly replaying in her mind.

“I remember now… three years ago, when the system core self-destructed, Piccolo and I…” Piccolo interrupted her, “Shut up!”

The Namekian warrior's eyes flickered with a rare emotion, and veins bulged on his forehead. "That kind of memory is meaningless."

Bulma's communicator suddenly emitted a piercing alarm: "Abnormal mental fluctuations detected! Piccolo and 18's brainwave frequencies... are completely consistent with the system's bound users!" The moment the spaceship's hatch opened, Piccolo suddenly looked up at the sky, his pupils shrinking to pinpoints: "That energy... is at the edge of the universe."

In the Korin Tower monitoring room, Whis's scepter suddenly levitated on its own, the crystal at the top projecting a star map—in the cosmic microwave background radiation, a spiraling energy stream was tearing through the spatial barrier. "This fluctuation..." Vegeta's fist, slamming into the screen, veins bulging, "is exactly the same as when Lin Ye first used the Mirror Image ability!"

Trunks zoomed in on the star map, his pupils shrinking sharply: "The coordinates are... the boundary of the Mirror Universe?" In the image, a figure was faintly visible at the center of the energy flow, the angle at which black hair fluttered in the star wind exactly the same as Lin Ye's on Earth. Bulma rushed into the monitoring room, holding the core of the time machine wreckage, sparking in her hand, embedded with fragments of Chip 16.

"This chip is sending a location signal!" Bulma ripped off the data cable, and garbled text appeared on the screen: ["Main body has awakened, mirror cage is about to collapse"]. On the time machine screen, a clear future scene was blurring and distorting like ink painting, and the red light of Chip 16 pulsed like a heartbeat.

“Chip 16…is a time bomb planted by the remnants of the system?” Lin Ye crushed the screenshot, electricity crackling between his fingers. Piccolo suddenly stepped forward, his palm pressed against the wreckage of the time machine: “The energy flow…is to the past.” His telepathic connection penetrated the metal casing, and data was flowing back into the time tunnel.

"Impossible!" Bulma looked up sharply and slammed a wrench into the control panel. "Someone has used the Mirror ability to tamper with history! The remnants of the system want to send Mirror Lin Ye back to the past!" The alarm blared, and the floor-to-ceiling windows of the monitoring room exploded into a spiderweb-like pattern—energy streams from the edge of the universe transformed into pillars of light, tearing apart the Earth's atmosphere.

Vegeta's battle suit emitted a mechanical voice: "Time paradox detected... Time collapse expected in three hours." He ripped off the sensor from his chest, his eyes as cold as a blade. Lin Ye clenched his fist, his knuckles cracking: "Want to mess with my timeline? You'll have to get past my fist first."

Moonlight streamed through the cracks in the monitoring room, gathering into an energy ball in Lin Ye's palm. Piccolo suddenly looked at him: "Your mirror image ability... has it been out of control lately?" Everyone fell silent instantly. Bulma glanced at the blurry future image on the time machine screen and suddenly cursed: "Damn it! The energy source for mirror image Lin Ye... is you right now!"

Chapter 178: Fated Reunion

The arena of the World's Number One Martial Arts Tournament suddenly trembled, and Lin Ye's Kamehameha exploded into a nebula in mid-air. Before the dust had settled, a figure identical to him descended on the shockwave, his black clothes fluttering, and a pale blue afterimage of a system panel hovering above his left eye.

"Who are you?" Vegeta's arrogance surged instantly, the energy ball in his palm charring the edge of the arena. Mirror Lin Ye curled his lips into a smile, but his voice was as cold as ice: "The frogs at the bottom of the well in Universe 7 can't even recognize their own mirror images?"

Bulma's analyzer beeped frantically: "Unknown cosmic energy fluctuations detected! His combat power... is completely synchronized with Lin Ye's!" Trunks's sword-drawing motion froze in mid-air as his memory suddenly flashed back to the mysterious figure tearing through space in the monitoring room.

Lin Ye raised his hand and unleashed a data stream. In the holographic projection, countless universes collided and merged like shattered mirrors: "Look, while you're still fretting over system remnants, the multiverse has already begun to reshuffle." In the image, a purple vortex devoured galaxies, and a familiar figure in black robes appeared and disappeared at its core.

"The system wasn't completely destroyed?" Lin Ye's pupils contracted sharply. The mirror image of Lin Ye chuckled, the system panel projecting a densely packed task list: "Fool, the so-called 'reset' was nothing more than an experiment by a higher-dimensional being. The 'hosts' of other universes have long since been fighting each other in the fusion storm with the complete power of the system."

Piccolo suddenly stepped in front of Lin Ye, his Special Beam Cannon poised to fire: "What is your purpose in approaching us?" Mirror Lin Ye walked straight towards Lin Ye, his fingertips tracing the Ruyi Jingu Bang at his waist: "Remember the hidden quest in the beginner village? As long as you restart the system, I can share your permissions—if we join forces, perhaps we can seize a sliver of hope before the universe collapses."

The audience around the arena suddenly stirred. Spiderweb-like cracks appeared in the sky, and more illusory images of mirrored entities flickered within them. Mirror Lin Ye's voice, mingled with the roar of space tearing apart, rang out: "Look at these pathetic creatures, their universes have perished. And your choice will determine whether Universe 7 becomes an anvil or a blade."

Lin Ye's fists clenched so tightly they cracked, the excruciating pain from the forced removal of the system three years ago suddenly surging through his mind. He remembered Kalin's words: "True power comes from unwavering self-belief." "What if I refuse?" He looked directly into his other self's eyes, "What's the point of power gained through cheating, even if it saves the universe?"

The smile on Mirror Lin Ye's face vanished completely, and the system panel transformed into a sharp blade: "Then you shall accompany this fragile universe into the abyss of fusion!" Two identical energies collided violently, the arena shattering inch by inch in the aftershocks, and the spectators were forced into the air—and this was merely the beginning of the fateful duel between the two "Lin Yes."

As the moonlight was completely swallowed by the battle's intensity, Mirror Lin Ye suddenly whispered during a break in the fight: "You think persisting in 'True Cultivation' will allow you to contend against higher dimensions? Look behind you—" The instant Lin Ye instinctively turned around, a dark purple energy beam pierced his defenses. Amidst the excruciating pain, he heard Bulma's heart-wrenching cry: "Watch out! It's the System's remnant's ultimate attack!"

Mirror Lin Ye seized the opportunity to grab his vital point, his icy voice exploding in his ear: "Now, still stubborn? Accept the system's power, and I'll guarantee your survival; continue to resist... your friends will pay for your naiveté." Below the arena, Piccolo, Vegeta, and others were entangled by countless mirror images, while the dark purple beam of light was visibly eroding Lin Ye's meridians.

Gasps erupted from the audience as the rift in the sky widened, releasing more mirror warriors bearing the system's insignia. Lin Ye, watching the data stream flashing in Mirror Lin Ye's eyes, suddenly recalled the fragments of memory Android 18 had regained—those pasts altered by the system, those false victories built on brute force.

"Let him go!" Trunks' sword pierced through a mirror image, only to be deflected by its energy shield. Vegeta's rage surged to its peak as he roared and charged towards the center of the rift: "Bastard! Don't treat Saiyans like monkeys!" But their attacks vanished without a trace upon contact with the mirror warriors.

Blood trickled from the corner of Lin Ye's mouth, but he suddenly smiled. He mobilized the remaining energy in his meridians, forcefully breaking free from the restraints of the mirror image of Lin Ye: "You're right, with our current strength, we might not be able to defeat enemies from higher dimensions." His aura surged, but his eyes remained unwavering. "But I'd rather die in battle than become a puppet of the system."

A flicker of surprise crossed Mirror Lin Ye's eyes, quickly turning to madness: "You're courting death!" The system panel behind him unfolded into a massive energy cannon, aiming at Lin Ye's heart. Just then, Lin Ye suddenly rushed to the edge of the arena, picking up the time machine wreckage Bulma had dropped—on it, Chip 16 was resonating with the system's energy.

"What are you doing?!" Mirror Lin Ye's attack abruptly changed direction, only to see Lin Ye insert the chip into the time machine and shout, "Bulma! Activate spacetime positioning! Send these monsters... back to where they belong!" The time machine erupted with a blinding blue light, enveloping all the mirror images within it.

In the instant he was engulfed by the light, Lin Ye's voice pierced through time and space: "You will regret this, Lin Ye. When the real disaster strikes, without the system's power, you'll be less than an ant!" Lin Ye clenched his fist, watching the crack gradually close, and silently vowed in his heart: "Even as an ant, I will be the freest ant."

As the last blue light dissipated, the arena was completely unrecognizable. Vegeta wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and sneered, "Hmph, at least you have some backbone." Trunks sheathed his sword but frowned, "But the 'higher-dimensional enemy' he mentioned... I'm afraid they won't give up so easily."

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Lin Ye gazed at the starry sky, where traces of the system's energy still lingered in the dark purple. He knew that this war between power and conscience had only just begun. Meanwhile, in some undiscovered corner of spacetime, the black-robed figure slowly turned, a meaningful smile playing on his lips.

Chapter 179: The One Piece Universe

Bulma's time machine wreckage emitted a blue light, and on the shattered screen, seventeen cosmic coordinates flickered like dancing flames. Lin Ye stared at the flashing "East Blue Windmill Village" icon, Vegeta's cold laughter echoing in his ears: "With your meager strength, you couldn't even budge the teeth of a Coastal King in the One Piece universe."

"Enough talk!" Lin Ye tore off a strip of his tattered battle suit and wrapped it around his arm. "Android 18 escaped unscathed from the Mirror Universe, I refuse to believe we can't even handle a few Devil Fruits." What he didn't say was that in the remaining image on the system panel before Mirror Lin Ye disappeared, the Straw Hat Pirates' flag was covering the coordinates of the Genesis Fragment.

The violent jolts of the time tunnel caused Lin Ye to stumble upon landing, the salty sea breeze immediately filling his nostrils. The energy blast he had just condensed dissipated the moment it touched the Gum-Gum Fruit user, as if hitting cotton. "Hey!" The freckled boy grinned, using his rubber arm to snatch the Senzu Bean from Lin Ye's waist. "Mr. Thief's attacks are so weak, they don't even hurt as much as Nami's punch!"