Dragon Ball: I have the wrong system and I have entered the wrong world

The very dedicated photographer and host are currently lying on a hill, reporting the real-time situation to viewers around the world.

"In more than 20 minutes, the [Cell Games] that will determine the fate of the earth will begin... Maybe because of the panic, there is not a single audience member here..." The host held the microphone and explained to the audience in front of the TV.

"What do you think of the lack of an audience? I am skeptical. After all, a bird can fly anywhere. It is impossible for it to not have an audience to see what the future of the earth will be like."

"Everyone has seen it, Cell is standing on the field, motionless, and our human hero, Mr. Satan has not yet appeared...ah? Wait!" The host suddenly shouted excitedly.

"A car is coming. Could it be Mr. Satan?" the host said expectantly.

After a while, the car door slowly opened and Satan slowly walked out of the car. Seeing this, the host was very excited.

"Wow! It's really Mr. Satan! Mr. Satan has really arrived!" said the host happily.

It was at this time that the photographer pointed the camera at Satan.

Although the distance between them was several hundred meters, the images in the camera were extremely clear, just like shooting in front of Satan.

At this time, Satan raised his arms and clenched his fists, as if he had already announced the victory of the battle.

"Look! Mr. Satan raised his fist towards the camera, responding to the eager gaze of the people of the world!" At this time, the host also encouraged the confidence of people all over the world.

The camera also captured this scene in full and broadcast it live around the world.

"Oh, oh, oh!"

"Mr. Satan, Mr. Satan!"

Audiences from all over the world also shouted in unison to cheer for Satan.

The car that brought Satan here also left after completing its mission, leaving Satan alone to face Cell.

Cell had noticed someone coming a long time ago, but he didn't care at all. However, when he saw that an ordinary person was actually coming, Cell looked over there out of curiosity.

The only thing Cell needs to worry about now is Son Goku and his crew and... Dr. Gero...

"Hehehe..." When Satan saw Cell looking at him, he laughed confidently a few times, then stretched out his finger and pointed in the direction of Cell.

Seeing this, the photographer hurriedly turned the camera around so that the picture could include Zhongshalu's side.

Then, something happened that made everyone very excited. Satan stretched out his thumb, then suddenly pointed it down and laughed at Cell in a very mocking manner.

"Ah! Mr. Satan is declaring victory in advance!" the host shouted excitedly.

"He is courageous and worthy of being the world martial arts champion. In front of the most powerful man on earth, I think Cell seems very uneasy." The host kept saying some inspiring words, but it can also be seen that he is very confident in Satan.

"Tsk... where did this trash come from?" Cell watched Satan's performance speechlessly, while considering whether he should stay away from him to avoid being infected with any serious disease.

"Now, there are 15 minutes left before the start of the [Cell Games], where Cell will face off against Mr. Satan. I personally think that Mr. Satan seems to have the advantage." The host was still talking incessantly.

Satan also walked towards the [Cell Game] arena step by step, and his movements were very slow, as if he wanted to put enough pressure on Cell in this way.

"Okay, dear audience friends, there are still 12 minutes left until the start of the [Cell Games], but Mr. Satan is already standing on the field."

Satan stepped onto the competition field, covering his body with the cloak behind him, looking very arrogant.

"What an amazing momentum! He is truly the most reliable man on earth." The host continued to follow up with the report.

Cell was also a little bored, so he looked at Satan with interest, wanting to see what he wanted to do.

After Satan looked around at the situation around him, he called out to the photographer and the host and asked them to come down.

"Hmm? Are you waving to us? Are you asking us to come over?" the host said uncertainly.

Satan seemed to know what the host was thinking at the moment. He nodded at the two of them and motioned them to come over.

“Uh…this…this…um…” The host seemed a little at a loss when he saw this. After all, it would be too dangerous if the distance was too close.

"Okay! Let's go there quickly, we are not cowards, and Mr. Satan is there, he will protect us!" Finally, the host gritted his teeth and thought, he couldn't lose face in front of the audience all over the world, so he called the photographer and walked towards the "Cell Games" competition venue together.

"Please pay attention... pay attention to the tense scene in front of you. Now the bravest field host in the world is taking you into the arena that will decide the fate of the world." The host said with some hesitation, and it was obvious that he was not as at ease as he said.

“No, I have to perform well in front of the audience all over the world, so that I can become famous.” The host thought to himself as if to comfort himself.

After a while, the photographer and the host came to Satan.

"Um...are we going to stand on the stage too?" the host asked Satan nervously.

"You guys come up too, I'm here, don't be afraid." Satan said confidently.

"Mr. Satan, may I ask you what you are thinking now?" After the host came on stage, he raised the microphone to Satan's mouth and started his work.

"I pity that Cell who didn't plan well. He forgot about my existence. Humph, but he boasted so much at that time, it's too late to take it back now." Cell said to the camera with a smug look on his face, not taking Cell seriously at all.

"Listen to me, Cell, I have seen through your little tricks a long time ago. You destroyed Zhongdu and annihilated the army...you used bombs, right? Tricks like these won't work on me." As Satan spoke, he pointed at Cell and shouted, looking like a king of understanding.

After hearing what Satan said, Cell turned his head away and ignored him. He felt that looking at Satan again would be disrespectful to his intelligence.

"It's better to ignore him. Should I stay away from him?" Cell thought with some conflicted feeling.

"Hahaha, did you see that? He was pretending not to hear it. When the truth was revealed, he was so scared that he couldn't speak." When Satan saw that Cell didn't speak, he thought that Cell was scared, so he spoke even more arrogantly.

"Hahaha, how shameless! I despise you." Seeing this, the host made a face at Cell and raised his middle finger, putting on a good show in front of the people of the whole country.

"Hahahaha! Eat my fart for you!" Seeing that Cell still had no reaction, Satan became even more complacent. He pointed his butt at Cell and slapped it as if to humiliate him.

"Mr. Satan, Mr. Satan!"

"Mr. Satan is awesome!"

People all over the world also saw this scene through live TV broadcasts and cheered excitedly.

"This guy... is he really not afraid of death?" Master Roshi, who was also watching TV, said speechlessly when he saw this scene.

At this moment, Satan and the host looked up into the sky.

"Ah, that's strange..."

"What's wrong? What is that?"

The host and Satan looked at the thing approaching in the air with great confusion.