Dragon Ball: I became Cell at the beginning?

"Time machine? This is just my guess. I haven't tried it yet. How would you know?"

"I don't know. I just want you to build one. And you don't have to worry about the materials. Once I kill those two androids, the world will return to a brief peace, and then the materials will be easier to get."

"Besides, if you want something, you can tell me and I can get it for you."

Cell's pupils lit up slightly, and he looked at Bulma, waiting for this woman's attitude.

Suddenly, Cell glanced to the side, and the thing covered by the black cloth must be the materials for the time machine that was just about to be built.

"This is a lie with no skill."

"Wait! I can agree to your condition, but I want to ask what you mean by a short peace, and are you so confident that you can destroy those two androids? They are very strong."

Bulma clenched her palms, her heart pounding. The arrival of this monster brought her the only hope in these years. Although she didn't know what the result would be, she still wanted to try it. After all, there was no worse result, right?

"It's a short-lived peace. This is because there will be more powerful enemies in the future. But please rest assured, Miss Bulma, although I am not a human from Earth, I am also a part of Earth. I will find a way to deal with the enemy."

"As for combat power? Of course I am stronger than those two defective androids. Okay, ma'am, you have too many questions. Your task now is to help me build a time machine. Do you understand?"

Cell was a little impatient, and his tail began to swing constantly."How about this? I will let the survivors spread the news that the androids have disappeared tomorrow?"

""Okay, I believe you!" Bulma swallowed and said,"You can choose not to answer the last question."

Bulma was obviously a little nervous and said,"If I am of no use, that is, I don't have the scientific research knowledge and ability to build a time machine........."

"I will kill both of you! I like to tell the truth!"

Cell shrugged and said what Bulma wanted to ask in advance,"After all, Trunks' Saiyan energy is very tempting."

Cell stretched out his little tongue and licked around the mouthparts, his eyes full of obsession with the powerful energy.

"As expected!"

Bulma's heart sank. He had discovered from Dr. Gero's information that Cell was a growing android who could not only absorb Androids 17 and 18, but also absorb human life energy.

Trunks' eyes lit up when he heard this, and he shouted angrily,"Monster, what do you want to do?"

Trunks's arrogance suddenly surged, and he held his sword across his body in a defensive posture.

He felt the aura that had just been released from this monster, and that powerful aura was something he could not contend with now.

"Humph!"

Cell moved his fingers slightly, and a cold and powerful aura was revealed. A strong sense of oppression hit Trunks.

He was forced to retreat, his long sword trembled in both hands, and the long sword wailed.

"I really gave you a little face, little brat. I was talking to you nicely, but you always wanted to use violence?"

"Trunks, are you okay?"Bulma reached out and helped Trunks put the sword in his hand on the ground.

Seeing his stubborn little eyes, Bulma couldn't help feeling bitter in her heart, and looked up at Cell,"I agree, but you have to promise me to get rid of Androids 17 and 18, and not kill anyone anymore!"

Looking at Bulma's firm eyes and sonorous tone, Cell nodded helplessly.

He turned and walked out the door, and when he reached the door, he turned his head sharply and said,"Madam, don't play tricks, you don't want Trunks to die."

After that, Cell's figure disappeared instantly.

""Tap, tap, tap!"

Trunks picked up the sword on the ground and rushed out, looking around in front of the door. He didn't return to the warehouse until he could no longer sense Cell's presence.

""Mom, do we really have to trust an artificial human?"

Trunks asked in confusion.

"Trunks, you have to know that he is now in the same camp as us, and even if he doesn't come, I have the idea of a time machine."

Although he doesn't quite believe in the androids created by Dr. Gero, he is capable of dealing with Androids 17 and 18, right?

As for whether they will be the next 17 and 18? She thinks that they won't, at least this guy named Cell will communicate and discuss with them, instead of being a person who only uses violence, right?

"This is a hope, and I hope it won't just be a dream that is easily broken!"

Bulma looked at the information in his hand, and the concept and design of the time machine suddenly appeared in his mind and could not be erased.

"It seems that we really need to perfect it."

"Trunks, please go out first. I want to be alone."

""Oh, oh, okay!"

Trunks nodded slightly to show his agreement, and then slowly put the long sword in his hand back into the scabbard. He walked out of the warehouse slowly with steady and firm steps.

" Click!"

With a slight sound, the door was tightly closed. Trunks stopped and looked up at the dark and gloomy sky, as well as the dilapidated and crumbling buildings around him. An indescribable loneliness and sadness surged into his heart, but he did not let this emotion affect him for too long.

He took a deep breath, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes, and his hands clenched into fists.

The oath he once made echoed in his ears again: I must become a real man who is responsible and can shoulder family responsibilities!

At this moment, Trunks seemed to have found the motivation and courage to move forward.

No matter how many difficulties and challenges he will encounter in the future, he firmly believes that he can overcome everything, protect this home, and protect the earth.

After all, he is the only warrior left in the world.

"Crunch, crunch!"

Accompanied by a unique and familiar sound of footsteps, the mysterious figure once again appeared on this land. Cell walked out of the darkness step by step with slow and firm steps. His eyes were always fixed on Trunks not far ahead, as if he was examining the desire and determination deep in the heart of this young warrior.

"How about it? Little Saiyan, do you want to become stronger? If you want to be a real strong man, then follow me!" Cell's voice is low and magnetic, with an irresistible temptation.

In fact, Cell did not leave here.

He has been waiting silently, just to find an opportunity to be alone with Trunks.

Because in the entire Dragon Ball world, Trunks is undoubtedly one of his favorite characters.

This character is portrayed vividly-the tragic world line and the heroic deeds of fighting alone, all of which deeply moved and shocked Cell.

It was these plots that gave him the courage and strength to continue living when he was young; during that long time in the orphanage, and even in the junior high school and high school stages later, whenever he fell into despair, the image of Trunks would appear in his mind, inspiring him to grit his teeth and persevere.

Such personality charm makes Cell yearn for it, and at the same time, it also prompts him to want to get involved. Life should not always be full of suffering, right?

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