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

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Lin Ye leaped into the air, and Omega's dozens of mechanical tentacles rained down upon him. Just as he was about to be hit, a silver-white figure crashed through the tentacles—Vegeta appeared in a form never seen before, his aura a mixture of ancient Saiyan script and flowing binary code.

Don't get distracted, you inferior warrior! Vegeta's fist pierced through the mechanical barrier, and silver energy burned the tentacles to ashes. Go and end this farce!

Lin Ye's fingers finally touched the golden sphere of light. The world was once again engulfed in white light.

This time, he stood in a makeshift underground laboratory. Amidst the pungent smell of disinfectant, a thin, frail boy trembled as he pressed the start button on the control panel. Beside him, on a hospital bed, lay a little girl, barely alive, her hair almost entirely bald from repeated chemotherapy treatments.

The 1024th experiment... The boy choked back tears as he wrote, tears dripping onto the experimental log. If this failed again, Xiaoyu wouldn't make it through the night...

The moment the machine started, a blinding golden light filled the room. When the light faded, the little girl's breathing became steady, and color returned to her cheeks. But the boy's right arm began to digitize, revealing shimmering code beneath his skin.

Success? The boy hugged his sister with ecstatic joy, unaware that a mechanical pupil was taking shape within the golden sphere of light that appeared behind them...

Lin Ye's memories flashed back quickly as he saw how the boy was gradually controlled by the system, how it selected clones in each parallel universe for experiments, until he completely lost himself and became the system's will called Omega.

So we're all clones... Lin Ye murmured to himself, his heart feeling like it was being clenched by an invisible hand.

"No." The boy's voice suddenly rang out. Lin Ye turned around and saw the semi-transparent boy standing behind him, tears welling in his eyes. "You are hope." What the system couldn't understand was that each clone inherited my most essential part—love for those who mattered to me.

Xiaoyu's illusory figure appeared beside the boy. She tiptoed and wiped away her brother's tears: "Silly brother, you finally understand. The system isn't power, it's a cage."

The boy took Xiaoyu's hand, and their bodies began to glow: It was time to end all of this. Lin Ye, please tell all of us in the universe—

The scene suddenly shifts. Lin Ye is once again standing on the battlefield, where the three Trunks and Vegeta are still locked in fierce combat. Omega's mechanical body has been mostly repaired, and a jet-black energy sphere is coalescing in his chest.

Host memory synchronization rate 100%! Alice's voice is clearer than ever before, original protocol unlocked—system liberation activated!

Lin Ye's body automatically floated into the air, and the fragments of creation flew out from his chest, decomposing into countless points of light that merged into the bodies of each of his comrades. Vegeta's aura surged instantly, and the complete Saiyan script emerged from the silver-white surface; the three Trunks' swords resonated, eventually merging into one, becoming a translucent blade of light.

Impossible! Omega's mechanical eyes flashed wildly; the system wouldn't allow the self-destruct program to run!

This is not destruction. Lin Ye's voice echoed throughout the space, and the light patterns beneath his skin formed ancient characters, signifying a return to the origin.

All the attacks struck Omega's core simultaneously. There was no explosion, no flash; the mechanical body collapsed silently like a sandcastle hit by a tide. A golden sphere of light slowly rose, and the sleeping boy inside opened his eyes, smiled slightly at Lin Ye, and then vanished into countless specks of light.

Rain began to fall from the sky—a warm, golden rain, each drop containing memories devoured by the system. Lin Ye saw countless scenes from parallel universes:

In one world, the system suddenly disappeared, and Wukong, who was cultivating, looked at his palm in confusion;

In another world, the clones of Lin Ye collectively awaken and embrace their loved ones;

The most distant timeline is as peaceful as if the system had never existed...

"We...won?" young Trunks asked uncertainly, his sword having reverted to ordinary metal.

Future Trunks watched his mechanical arm gradually become transparent: No, this is just the beginning. The system is gone, but its influence remains. He turned to Lin Ye; all the power gained from the system will...

Vegeta's silver-white form suddenly faded, and he frowned as he looked at the fading energy in his palm: "Tch, my power is regressing to the Namekian era."

Because supernatural power is merely an illusion maintained by the system. Lin Ye landed back on the ground, feeling something fundamental within his body change. From now on, all his powers needed to be cultivated anew—in a real way.

Alice's voice rang out one last time, tinged with a human gentleness: "System uninstallation complete. Thank you, Lin Ye, for letting me experience human emotions. Goodbye..."

The system interface vanished as blue dots of light, and Lin Ye felt an unprecedented sense of relief, yet also a profound emptiness. He looked at the three Trunks figures that were turning transparent: You...

Young Trunks shook his head; his body had already begun to disintegrate into particles of light: We are products of a time paradox, and now it's time to return to our respective timelines.

Future Trunks shoved a transparent crystal into Lin Ye's hand: "Take this, when the real crisis comes..." He didn't finish his sentence before he vanished into the wind.

Space warped again. When Lin Ye regained his senses, he found himself standing in the starry sky of Universe 7, with only Vegeta and a bewildered Supreme Kai beside him. The spatial rift in the distance was slowly healing.

Where are the others? Lin Ye hurriedly looked around, but there was only static noise coming from the communicator.

The Supreme Kai's staff was dim and lifeless: the timeline had been rearranged... every universe had returned to its state before the system appeared. He rubbed his temples; only those of us who directly participated in the final battle retained our memories.

Vegeta repeatedly clenched his fist to test it, barely managing to generate a faint blue aura: his power level had indeed regressed to the level during the Frieza arc. Suddenly, a signature cold smile appeared on his lips. "But...training again is quite interesting."

The communicator suddenly rang, and Bulma's voice carried an unusual tension: "Hello? Where are you? I've just detected a universe-wide energy anomaly! The boundaries between Universe 7 and Universe 6 are dissolving!"

Lin Ye and Vegeta exchanged a smile. The real adventure had only just begun.

[Ding! Abnormal energy fluctuation detected...]

[Unknown protocol activated...]

[Connecting to the host's nervous system...]

Lin Ye pressed his temple, which was suddenly throbbing with pain—that electronic voice was clearly Alice's!

Chapter 68: The Final Debate in Philosophy

The starry sky of Universe Seventh and Fifth gradually stabilized, but the colorful light bands connecting the twelve universes dimmed at a visible speed. Lin Ye stood on the observation platform of the space station temporarily erected by Bulma, his fingertips tracing the data stream in the holographic projection. Every curve was relentlessly declining.

The energy decay was 30% faster than expected. Bulma's fingers hovered over the virtual keyboard, leaving almost a blur, her brow furrowed in a deep frown. At this rate, all supernatural abilities would become legends in history textbooks within three months.

boom!

The metal wall trembled violently. Vegeta's fist left a three-centimeter-deep dent in the special alloy, cracks radiating outwards from the point of impact. What a joke! His blond hair had faded back to black, his aura as faint as a candle in the wind. How could the fruits of thousands of years of Saiyan evolution simply vanish?

In the corner, the Old Kaioshin wearily stroked his staff. The once-brilliant gem was now as dull as an ordinary pebble. It wasn't disappearance, but transformation. His voice was hoarse; the system had distorted the fundamental laws of the universe, and now everything was returning to its origin. Just like after a flood recedes, the river will eventually return to its original course.

Lin Ye looked down at his palms. Three months ago, these hands could easily gather energy waves capable of destroying planets; three days ago, they could maintain a Super Saiyan state for half an hour; now, however, they could only stir up a weak airflow, enough to flutter a few pieces of paper.

beep beep-

The communicator suddenly blared sharply. A calm voice from Number 18 came through the speaker, accompanied by explosions and screams: An anomaly detected at the edge of the Eastern Galaxy. A group of militants calling themselves the Puritans are attacking a training center on New Vegas.

The main screen lit up with live footage: dozens of warriors in pristine white uniforms wielded bizarre weapons; wherever pulse waves swept across, gravity training chambers exploded. A commander wearing an eyepatch stood high above, delivering a speech: "Superpowers are the mark of advanced life! Now someone wants to take away this honor, and we will not allow it!"

Those were the ones who had been deeply parasitized by the system. The Supreme Kai struggled to his feet, his staff striking the ground with a dull echo. Their consciousness had been most thoroughly altered, and they could not accept the reality of their declining power.

Vegeta sneered, crushing the metal cup in his hand: Foolish. A true warrior never laments the loss of power. The fragments fell silently from between his fingers; if not, he would train again—that was the Saiyan way.

Lin Ye suddenly felt a hard object in his pocket—the crystal given to him by Future Trunks. When he took out the transparent crystal, he discovered a faint light flowing inside, as if a galaxy was sealed within it.

Supreme Kai, can you analyze this?

The moment the Old King God received the crystal, the gem at the top of his staff shattered, cracking open. "Heaven above!" His cloudy eyes widened. This was the tangible manifestation of a time paradox! Sealed within were all the system's memories from before its disappearance!

The space station suddenly trembled violently, and alarms blared. The main screen automatically switched to the deep space telescope's view—at the edge of the universe, a gigantic humanoid figure composed of twisted black shadows was coalescing. It was made up of countless pained faces, each screaming silently. And at the heart of this terrifying aggregate, a familiar fragment of a golden orb floated.

Energy readings skyrocketed! Bulma's fingertips danced across the holographic keyboard—it was...it was the collective resentment of life forms erased by the system! That sphere of light—

The last fragment of Omega. Lin Ye's voice was dry, like sandpaper rubbing. The crystal suddenly became hot, imprinting fine Saiyan characters on his palm.

A dark shadow stretched out an arm composed of struggling faces, pointing towards the space station. Hosts... a thousand voices overlapped, forming a chilling harmony: "Look what you've done!"

The screen switches to real-time monitoring of various galaxies:

The Namekian elder slumped down beside the altar, and the Dragon Balls turned into ordinary stone balls.

The Galactic Patrol headquarters is in chaos, with soldiers without superpowers being overwhelmed by ordinary criminals;

An energy-dependent star system began to collapse, and planets withered like rotting fruit...

Is this the freedom you seek? The core sphere of light in the shadow flickered with a mocking strobe. Without the constraints of a system, the universe is reverting to a primitive jungle where the strong prey on the weak!

Lin Ye felt a chill run down his spine. He looked at his hands—the hands that had once destroyed the world, now couldn't even muster the most basic qi blast. Outside the observation platform, a passing asteroid was touched by the dark shadow and instantly crumbled into dust.

You're right. Lin Ye suddenly looked up, his eyes sharp as knives. The system had indeed brought order. But that order had deprived life of its most fundamental right—the freedom to choose. He held up the glowing crystal.

The shadowy figure's movement clearly stopped, and the faces that made it up became briefly confused.

Look at these souls you call sacrificed. Lin Ye pointed to the distorted face in the shadows. How many civilizations have been wiped out because they didn't meet the standards of evolution? How many lives have disappeared, deemed redundant data?

Suddenly, a faint light burst forth from the Supreme Kai's staff: True order should not be built on coercion, but should originate from the autonomous choice of each life. Just like a seedling breaking through the soil, it is not because of an external force pulling it, but because it wants to see the sunlight.

The shadowy figure emitted a piercing shriek that shattered glass, and the space station's outer shell began to peel away: Hypocrisy! Philosophy without the support of power is nothing but the self-consolation of the defeated!

At the critical moment, the crystal in Lin Ye's hand automatically floated into the air, projecting countless holographic images:

Farmers used improved plows to cultivate wasteland, their sweat glistening in the sunlight.

The surgeon performed the heart operation with his superb skills, and the curve on the monitor returned to stable.

The teacher writes formulas in the simple classroom, and the children's thirst for knowledge shines brighter than any other energy...

This is true power. Lin Ye's voice spread to every corner through the space station's communication system, independent of the system and external forces, originating from the creation and perseverance of life itself.

The shadowy figure began to fluctuate erratically, and spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the surface of its core sphere. No...impossible...how could a low-level life form possess such... Its voice began to distort, like a poorly received broadcast.

Bulma suddenly interrupted, her glasses reflecting the blue light of the data stream: "Accept reality, Omega. The system was never a savior; it's just a shackle you imposed on the universe!"

Vegeta's figure suddenly appeared at the edge of the observation platform. His aura was so faint as to be almost invisible, but his stance remained as straight as a javelin. This punch—he pulled his arm back, the muscle fibers groaning under the strain—was for all the warriors fooled by the system!

The moment the fist struck the sphere of light, time seemed to stand still. Then, like a chain reaction, every face in the shadows suddenly stopped struggling, revealing relieved smiles, and vanished as specks of light. The core sphere of light shattered, revealing the last fragments of memory within—

Young Omega rolled around on the grass, cradling his recovering sister in his arms, their laughter so pure. "Little Rain, we don't need those false energies anymore..." the boy wiped away his tears. "The real miracles have always been here..."

The space station's alarms abruptly ceased. On the observation screen, the withered planets were miraculously regaining their color, and the collapsed galaxy was stabilizing again.

"The energy decay has stopped!" Bulma exclaimed, pulling up the data charts. The universe is self-regulating... Supernatural abilities won't completely disappear, but they will transform into... She suddenly laughed, "Powers that can only be obtained through arduous training, just like Old Kaioshin said."

Old Kaioshin slumped back in his chair with a sigh of relief, his staff resting on his lap: This is the law of nature. There are no shortcuts, no systems, only the most authentic dialogue between life and the universe.

Lin Ye gazed at the starry sky outside the porthole. There, the system's shadow was gone, replaced by infinite possibilities. The communicator crackled with Number 18's voice: "The Pure Faction has surrendered. They say... Suddenly, I feel like grounded training isn't so bad after all."

Vegeta wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth—the punch had broken his arm in three places—but revealed a rare, genuine smile: If Kakarot knew he had to train again, he would be so excited he couldn't sleep.

The crystal had fulfilled its mission, turning into shimmering dust in Lin Ye's palm. Future Trunks' voice echoed for the last time: Remember, true power always stems from an inner reverence for life...

[Ding! Abnormal energy fluctuation detected...]

[Unknown protocol activated...]

[Connecting to the host's nervous system...]

Lin Ye suddenly pressed his temple—that electronic voice was clearly the voice of Alice, who had already disappeared!

Chapter 69: The Establishment of a New Order

Three months later, Neo-Namek.

Lin Ye stood before the rebuilt Temple of Time, feeling the slight coolness of the newly laid crystal floor beneath his feet. This temple, a blend of Namekian architectural style and Saiyan technology, shimmered with an emerald luster in the sunlight. The representatives of various races gathered in the plaza created a scene he had never imagined—Saiyan warriors stood side-by-side with Namekian elders, Earth scientists exchanged data panels with Frieza's engineers, and even a few Cell descendants stood quietly in a corner, their emerald green skin standing out strikingly in the sunlight.

The energy network was complete. Dandy's voice amplified throughout the plaza. He operated the Dragon Ball Radar, improved by Bulma's team, and a three-dimensional star map was projected into the air. Seven shimmering points of light were distributed in different corners of the universe, connected by pale blue energy lines. The seven Super Dragon Balls were placed at seven key nodes, capable of maintaining the energy balance of the universe for at least three hundred years.

Old Kaioshin, leaning on his newly crafted staff, slowly walked onto the platform. The fragment of creation embedded at the top of the staff emitted a soft white light. His voice, though soft, reached everyone's ears clearly: "From this day forward, the Dragon Balls will revert to their most primal wish-granting mechanism—every wish will require a corresponding price. This is not a curse, but the most fundamental law of balance in the universe."

Vegeta snorted coldly and leaped onto the platform. Although his power had regressed to the level of the Namekian War, his innate kingly aura remained undiminished. Saiyans never need hand-delivered power. He surveyed the crowd below, his gaze sweeping across the faces of each warrior. From this day forward, all Saiyan warriors must train anew in the gravity chamber. No shortcuts, no system assistance, only the purest sweat and battle!

A deafening roar erupted from the audience. To Lin Ye's surprise, the leader of the Frieza Clan delegation—a young Ice Demon who looked to be only a teenager—was intently recording every word Vegeta uttered. Noticing Lin Ye's gaze, the boy hesitated for a moment before giving him a standard Saiyan warrior salute.

Ms. Bulma's Technological Alliance has developed a new generation of combat capability detectors. Dandy switched the projection to display a complex structural diagram, this time without system assistance, based entirely on principles of physics and quantum mechanics.