Dragon Ball: Everyone's playing the reincarnation game, huh?

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Will you still give me money?

"Um... Mr. Satan..." The pretty girl was a little embarrassed. She took a step forward cautiously and asked in a soft voice, barely audible.

"Is there something you need?" Satan glanced back at the pretty girl, a hint of impatience in his eyes, but his hands continued to massage Buu without stopping.

"What about me?" the pretty girl asked, blushing, her fingers nervously twisting the hem of her clothes.

"You stay here and keep me company tonight. Let's learn something together." Satan grinned, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth. He looked the pretty girl up and down with greedy eyes, and drool was practically dripping from his mouth onto the carpet.

"Huh? What are we studying?" The pretty girl suddenly had a bad feeling, and her brows furrowed slightly.

"I have lots of study materials, we can learn as we go." Satan chuckled, a malicious glint in his eyes, and rubbed his hands together.

The pretty girl: "..."

Just talking.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, the bedroom door of Satan's house was kicked open, the door drawing an arc in the air with a whistling sound.

The door flew straight out, piercing through the wall, scattering fragments everywhere, and finally slammed heavily onto Buu's stomach, leaving a long, shallow mark on his smooth belly, as if something had gently scraped it.

Buu: "..."

Buu looked down at the marks on his stomach, then looked up at the doorway, his eyes filled with confusion.

Satan was so frightened that his soul almost flew out of his body. His body trembled and he nearly collapsed to the ground. His face was even paler than before, and his lips were trembling.

What are you doing?

What's wrong with my front door?

Who dares to kick down my door?

Number 18 walked slowly in from outside.

When Satan saw Android 18 appear at the bedroom door, his eye twitched violently as if he had been pricked by a needle. His face turned ashen, and the hand that had been pounding on Buu's back suddenly stopped, his fingertips trembling slightly.

Buu sat up straight in bed, his round head turned towards Android 18, his bright black eyes full of curiosity, and his chubby cheeks swayed gently with the movement.

The pretty girl next to her shrank back in fright, clutching her skirt tightly with both hands. Her lips trembled, and she couldn't say a word. Her pale face looked as if she had seen a ghost.

"You...it's you?" Satan stammered as he looked at Number 18, his eyes darting around, his face alternating between pale and flushed, as if his palette had been overturned.

"Hmph, you should know why I'm here, right?" Number 18 said calmly, arms crossed, his tone devoid of any emotion, but his eyes were like ice.

"I know, I know." Satan nodded repeatedly, his head bobbing like a rattle-drum. "My money is all ready for you, not a penny less!"

"That's fine then." Number 18 nodded in satisfaction, took a step forward, and his sneakers made a crisp sound as they hit the floor.

"Turn into chocolate!" Buu suddenly spoke, and the tentacles on his head instantly flashed with purple and white electricity, like a nimble little snake, quickly darting out and covering Android 18's body.

"Snapped!"

Before Number 18 could even react, her body turned into a glistening piece of chocolate and fell onto the carpet, the wrapper still intact, just like her clothes.

Satan was stunned. His mouth was agape, big enough to fit an egg. He stared in astonishment at Buu, then at the chocolate on the ground, his lips trembling and making a "hoarse" sound in his throat.

"I won't allow anyone to bully Satan." Buu pouted, frowned, snorted, and put his chubby little hands on his hips like a protective child.

“Buu…” Satan was so excited that tears welled up in his eyes, and tears fell like beads from a broken string. He choked up and couldn’t speak.

There was a brief silence.

"But Buu, didn't we agree not to kill anyone?" Satan scratched his head and asked cautiously, a hint of worry in his eyes.

“She’s not dead, she can turn back.” Buu blinked and answered casually.

"Really?" Satan stepped forward, picked up the chocolate, and examined it from all angles in his palm. His eyes suddenly lit up like light bulbs.

This is a human-shaped chocolate, with delicate curves, almost exactly the same as the figure of number 18. The "clothes" on it have clear patterns, like exquisite wrapping paper.

Satan swallowed hard, a daring idea popping into his head.

Is it okay to lick a couple of pieces of chocolate?

Forget it……

Satan quickly straightened Chocolate's clothes and said to Buu, "Turn her back, Buu."

“No problem.” Buu’s tentacles on his head crackled with electricity again, covering the chocolate.

"Snapped!"

Chocolate quickly transformed back into number 18. She staggered before regaining her balance, her face as pale as paper.

Number 18 was genuinely terrified; her heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was going to jump out of her throat.

What just happened?

Buu?

This person's name is Buu?

Could he be the monster that Sun Wukong and the Supreme Kai are trying to defeat?

How did he end up with Satan?

Did I accidentally kick a steel plate?

"Butler, bring me 2000 million." Satan suddenly felt much more confident and shouted at the top of his lungs, his voice echoing throughout the villa.

The butler scrambled over and carried the money box over, panting heavily as he placed it on the ground.

Satan stepped forward personally, shoved the money box into Number 18's hand, and said with an unnatural smile, somewhat embarrassed, "This money is what we agreed on. Here you go."

Number 18's lips twitched slightly, and he immediately took the money box, turned around and ran, his sneakers making a rapid sound on the floor.

"call out!"

Number 18 flew out of Satan's window, turning into a blur before quickly disappearing into the skyline of Satan City.

Seeing that Buu wasn't chasing after her, Android 18 finally breathed a sigh of relief, her palms sweating profusely.

Looking at the heavy money box in his arms, Number 18 felt a sense of relief, realizing that his trip hadn't been in vain.

That terrifying Majin Buu is actually in Satan's house! That's terrifying!

……

The Realm of Gods of Destruction, Planet Beerus.

Vegeta and Frieza faced off, the air between them seemingly frozen by their auras. Their eyes clashed, almost sparking, and the ground around them trembled slightly.

“Very well, you two can have a contest.” Beerus chuckled, crossed his arms, and watched them with great interest.

“That’s exactly what I was thinking.” Vegeta gave a cold smile, his hands clenched into fists, his knuckles turning white.

"Vegeta, you'll regret this!" Frieza sneered, a ruthless glint in his eyes. Without the slightest hesitation, golden light erupted from his body.

"Snapped!"

Frieza immediately activated his Golden Mode, and golden flames shot into the sky, sending surrounding rocks flying.

"Snapped!"

Vegeta, not to be outdone, unleashed a blue light from his body, transforming into Super Saiyan Blue.

Without exchanging any unnecessary words, the two figures flashed and engaged in a fierce battle on the planet Beerus.

In an instant, dust filled the air, smoke billowed, and the sounds of fists and feet clashing resounded deafeningly.

The two moved with lightning speed, exchanging thousands of blows in an instant, their back-and-forth exchanges proving impossible to determine a victor.

The entire God of Destruction realm suffered as well. The ground was smashed into huge craters, trees were snapped in half, and many places became fragmented and incomplete.

Beerus's face darkened, and several veins bulged on his forehead, like small snakes wriggling under his skin.

If this fight continues, my planet will be destroyed!

"Snapped!"

Beerus flashed between the two, his movements so fast they were almost invisible. He extended two fingers and precisely caught their fists.

Vegeta's pupils shrank, and his expression changed from surprise to shock.

Frieza was also terrified, breaking out in a cold sweat. His back was instantly soaked with sweat, his legs went weak, and he almost knelt down, exclaiming, "Lord Beerus?"

"You two... from now on, you can only fight in your normal state, and you are not allowed to transform!" Beerus coldly ordered, his tone carrying an unquestionable authority.

Vegeta and Frieza exchanged a glance, both seeing resentment in each other's eyes, but they obediently dissipated their light and returned to normal.

Vegeta didn't see anything wrong with this.

This is normal for everyone, I don't believe we can't even beat Frieza!

The two engaged in another fierce exchange, their fists flying powerfully.

After several rounds of fighting.

Frieza pressed Vegeta's head down and slammed it heavily to the ground with a loud thud, shaking the ground.

"Hohohoho!" Frieza stomped on Vegeta's head, letting out a series of strange laughs, his face full of smugness.

Frieza hadn't laughed this happily in a long time; he felt every pore on his body relax and open up.

Vegeta was furious, and a faint blue light emanated from his body.

"Hmm?" Beerus snorted coldly, his gaze sweeping over.

Vegeta's lips twitched, and he hurriedly suppressed his aura, withdrawing the blue light, while cursing Frieza a thousand times in his heart.

"Oh dear, it seems that under normal circumstances, Frieza still has the upper hand," Whis analyzed with a smile, his tone tinged with amusement.

“Frieza is not bad, better than I expected,” Beerus gave a reasonable assessment, his tone slightly softening.

“However, this might not be fair to Mr. Vegeta,” Whis said thoughtfully, tapping his scepter lightly with his fingers. “Generally speaking, Saiyans are relatively weak in their normal state.”

“Uh…” Beerus nodded thoughtfully, thinking that Whis made sense.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Frieza unleashed a barrage of punches on Vegeta, raining blows upon him with dull thuds.

Vegeta screamed in pain, tears welling up in his eyes, but he gritted his teeth and refused to beg for mercy.

"How about it? Vegeta, you're no match for me, Frieza, are you?" Frieza's smile widened as he kicked Vegeta's face with his toe. "You killed me with a sneak attack back then. You think you're really my match? How naive!"