American Comics: BOSS Invasion

Android Number Thirty-Five was independently programmed by Dr. Rogue, possessing a human appearance and capable of effortlessly unleashing power far exceeding that of the general-purpose Androids surpassing even Super Saiyans.

This guy's form of existence is similar to an hourglass, only his combat power is even more exaggerated. In addition to a biological power core, his body is equipped with two artificial energy furnaces.

In an extreme state, he can drain all of his energy in an instant.

The power unleashed can easily destroy a planet.

And it only takes ten seconds to go from empty to fully charged.

His normal combat power can reach about 350 million, so he should have no problem fighting a Super Saiyan Two in an extreme state.

On the other side, Raditz had a hard time taking down a black man.

He gasped for breath, straightened his back, and a trace of caution appeared on his expressionless face.

"I didn't expect that these pieces of trash with a combat power of only around 500 would be so difficult to deal with! This is already the twelfth one. How can there be so many temporary existences of the First Episode on this planet?"

This planet is much larger than Planet Vegeta. Even at the height of Saiell's power, the entire race only numbered a little over a hundred thousand, including a large number who couldn't fight. At most, there were only thirty to forty thousand who could be called low-level warriors. But in his scouter, there were as many as seventy or eighty targets with values exceeding 500, and even sporadic targets above that.

There was one target that was extremely conspicuous, in the air about 210,000 kilometers away from him.

Raditz absolutely couldn't continue like this. If he continued to sweep through at the same level, he would be exhausted before he found Kakarot.

Go straight for the one with the highest combat power!

Having made up his mind, Raditz was just about to move when he suddenly felt a hand appear on his shoulder, and a slightly gentle voice sounded behind him.

"This young man, you've already killed more than a dozen people in a row. Don't you feel any guilt?"

Raditz's hair stood on end. He was instantly terrified. His figure flashed, and he appeared twenty meters away.

His expression was solemn, his eyes were bright, and he scanned the white-clothed man who had suddenly appeared.

This man was slender, dressed in a white uniform that was both strange and proper. His long hair hung down to his shoulders, and a strange hair clip was tied on the top of his head, exposing half of his handsome face.

The man had a short knife inserted in his waist. His upper body was fitted, and his lower body was a loose white kilt. Black shoes were exposed, and the aura of the whole person was cold, but his eyes were very soft, and the line of sight looking at himself was substantial.

Every time his eyes met, Raditz seemed to feel a sharp lightsaber inserted into his eyes, and there was a faint tingling in the depths of his eyes.

"Damn it, how dare he hide behind me?"

Raditz subconsciously activated the combat power tester, only to hear the sound of beep beep beep beep, from slow to fast, and finally a rapid alarm sounded. Just as he was slightly stunned, the heat suddenly exploded.

A fleeting number deeply shocked Raditz's heart.

"A combat power of over 120,000? How is this possible? This is just a low-level planet? The database shows that on this planet more than twenty years ago, no individual combat power exceeded one hundred.

How can there be a combat power of tens of thousands? This is impossible. There must be something wrong with the tester!"

The white-clothed man on the opposite side showed a slight regret, tilting his head slightly, revealing a stylized number thirty-five tattooed on his neck.

"This thing of yours is a Galaxy Communicator, right? Even on other planets, it can transmit information in a timely manner? It's a bit of a pity to let it explode like this!

Fortunately, the Doctor didn't ask me to bring back the scouter. I guess it shouldn't be of much use anyway.

Oh right, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Number Thirty-Five. I am an Android. Nice to meet you!"

The price of Cultivation Pods is already quite high. Each of the plant minions grown has the same combat power as oneself, but there is no limit. According to rumors, true Android warriors can even rival Emperor Frieza.

"What do you want?"

Number Thirty-Five slightly raised the corner of his mouth: "Very good, it seems that you have realized the gap between us, so don't resist. Resistance is easy to get hurt.

We have no malice. It's just that the boss is a little curious about you.

After all, Saiyans are extremely rare in the universe, and you are a fighting race with excellent physical qualities. When used on the battlefield, you are often invincible. I think that's why the boss wants me to capture you alive!"

"Capture me alive? Keep dreaming!" Raditz gritted his teeth and pushed his palm out violently. A huge energy ball shot out at high speed, directly hitting Number Thirty-Five's face.

With a bang, it exploded, and the smoke cleared. Under Raditz's nervous gaze, Number Thirty-Five's face didn't even change.

"Is that all you've got? It's a bit of an overkill to send me here! Someone like you could easily be taken down by the new Android Number Eight!"

Number Thirty-Five shook his head, quickly losing interest in Raditz. In his data, he knew that the other party could receive special light waves and transform into a giant ape with ten times the combat power.

So what if that's the case?

The combat power gap between the two sides is too large. Even if the other party exhausts all their potential, they still can't escape his grasp. Instead of playing these boring games, he might as well complete the task as soon as possible. The Doctor is still waiting in the laboratory. Having just been created, many skills are still a bit rusty. After a short rest, Number Thirty-Five plans to continue to train his abilities!

After learning from the lessons of Number Seventeen and Number Eighteen, Dr. Gero focused on brainwashing in the subsequent Android modifications.

Especially when creating the Cell embryo, he directly wrote his respect and obedience to orders into the genes.

After several adjustments and multiple tests, he then created Number Thirty-Five.

For Number Thirty-Five, Dr. Rogue is perhaps like a father, but Qishan is the only God.

Too lazy to waste any more words with Raditz, his figure swayed slightly, and he appeared behind him again. After chopping him down with a hand knife, Raditz's eyeballs subconsciously turned, and then he fainted.

The whole process was as fast as lightning. Ordinary people couldn't even see it clearly.

Having completed the task, Number Thirty-Five gently carried Raditz up. He tapped the ground lightly with his feet, and a large pit exploded on the ground. Soil and rocks flew everywhere, and Number Thirty-Five instantly turned into a small white dot, disappearing in the blink of an eye!