Dragon Ball Villain System

Feeling the vast black energy in his body, Campbell nodded with satisfaction. .Shung he found the three cultivators one by one and rushed to the war island.

There are 96 hours in a day on the planet Kanaya, and it was still daytime when we arrived at War Island. Campbell took the three cultivators around along the long corridor made of steel, and once again saw Professor Blanc lying on the leather sofa. He seemed to have been sitting there, with the floor in front of him covered with the ashes of some kind of tobacco burning.

"What do you think? Can we develop a device that hides combat effectiveness?" Cambor walked to Blanc's side carelessly, took off his shoes and poured out the yellow sand inside.

"Of course it hasn't been developed." Blank replied righteously.

"Is it difficult? Didn't you say you know who can build such a device?" Campbell frowned, obviously not satisfied with this answer.

"What can I do? Hit that old guy on the head with a wine bottle? Your uncle only gave us three days, and I'm worried." Blanc shrugged helplessly.

"What do you mean by old guy?"

"The guy lying on the table snoring like thunder." Blanc pointed to the scientists holding an emergency meeting not far away. To be precise, he was pointing at the sloppy old man lying on the conference table with his mouth drooling.

Sewell has always been like this. When the country's top scientists gathered to discuss academic issues, this sloppy old man lay facedown on the table and fell asleep soundly. Sometimes he would drink while others were in meetings, making the entire meeting room smell of alcohol. After other scientists finished the discussion, he became energetic, standing on a chair or sitting on the conference table and spitting about his great academic ideas.

His academic views are regarded as funny jokes by the world, such as using the most advanced nanotechnology of Planet Kanaya to extract the element 'ethanol'. He claims that this element will save the world, and the result is to create red wine with a sweeter taste.

Sewell was so slovenly that some people joked that he might do better in a mental hospital. But it is such a crazy old man who is known as the "Two Saints" together with Guldo, a talented warrior from Planet Kanaya who was selected into the Ginyu Special Forces. No one knows why; Sewell made no intellectual contribution at all.

"Can this kind of guy develop what I want?" Campbell couldn't believe it.

The scientists talked all kinds of esoteric academic remarks, but Sewell didn't listen to a word. He was wearing slippers made of some kind of animal hair, and they were the wrong ones, one yellow and one red. The soles of the shoes were cracked and were shiny black from being worn for a long time without being washed.

"Of course, Sevier is the pride of our clan. He once saved the entire world." Blanc picked up a cigarette and put it to his mouth, lit it, stood up and waved to a corner.

There was no chandelier installed in that corner, and it was completely dark. As Blanc moved his palms, the two soldiers immediately illuminated the dark corner with lights.

Blanc paced back and forth, stroking the wall with his withered hands. The wall is not made of steel, but of bright yellow rock, with two rows of carvings carefully carved by craftsmen. The pattern is very strange and looks like the murals in the tombs of the pharaohs in ancient Egypt.

The carvings record various dishes. King Zuo Sheng stood respectfully beside the dining table inlaid with sapphires, smiling flatteringly.

"This person who smiles very obscenely is me." Blanc pointed at the king recorded on the carving with a finger holding a cigarette: "The person we entertained that day was extraordinary, a super super person who could rival Frieza, the Emperor of the Universe. The strong one. His name is Beerus, also known as the God of Destruction..."

Where there is justice, there will be evil. In the same way, some gods are responsible for creating the world, and some gods are responsible for destroying the world. Yin and Yang are reconciled. If there is an imbalance between good and evil, the world will fall into chaos. The death of one demon will leave a vacancy for a demon stronger than him. Because of this, gods dare not attack Frieza, because Frieza exists to maintain the balance of the universe. Kill Frieza and a more powerful demon will be born. Even if you can kill all the demons, the invincible God of Destruction will appear to take their place.

"Lord Beerus is very dissatisfied with our tribute food and wants to destroy us." Blanc put the cigarette to his mouth and took a puff and continued: "At the critical moment, Dr. Sewell came to Beerus with his work in hand. In front of Lord Si, there was a glass of red wine that tasted particularly sweet. Lord Beerus was very satisfied with the glass of red wine. He shared the red wine with his servants and left. Because of this glass of red wine, the planet Kanaya was preserved."

"Red wine?" Campbell frowned: "What I want is a genius scientist, not a bad old man who soaks in wine barrels all day."

"Your words are very appropriate. Sewell is indeed a bad old man who spends all day soaking in wine barrels, and he is not a genius scientist."

"Professor Blanc, I don't have the patience to learn the history of this planet." Campbell was a little impatient.

"Sewell is not a genius..." Blank blew out a smoke ring: "but a god, a god who has reached the pinnacle of scientific research and academics. He can even reverse the time and space of the four-dimensional plane and the five-dimensional fan with technology, and use technology to make Living things live forever.”

"Hmph..." Sevier, who was sleeping soundly on the conference table, woke up at some point. He crossed his arms and crossed his legs, with a self-satisfied and triumphant smile on his face. He took out a bottle of wine from nowhere and drank it hard. The pungent smell of alcohol filled the air, making the nearby scientists sniffle.

"Are you really that powerful?" Campbell cast a skeptical look.

"Of course." Sevier puffed up his chest: "I can give life to machines. You can call me God Sevier, or Emperor Sevier."

"This guy is a lunatic." Blanc, who spoke highly of Sewell, walked up to Campbell and said, "My mind is only clear when doing scientific research. You can ignore what he says."

"Damn it, you actually said that you can ignore my words? I am Sevier, the creator of Vienna No. . If it weren't for me, you damn smelly cockroaches would have died long ago!" Sevier drank heavily and spat. Flying across.

"Vienna No. ?" Campbell asked in confusion: "Does it mean some kind of terrifying war weapon?"

"No." Blanc shook his head: "It's a mechanical rooster that can crow in the morning to wake you up from your dreams."

"My rooster can lay eggs!" Sevier cheered, holding the wine bottle high, and said arrogantly: "A cold machine can create a living body. This is a great progress in the academic world! My Sevier name will be recorded in the history!"