Sensing No. 17's impatience, No. 16 reaffirmed: "She is telling the truth."
No one said anything, just waiting.
Da Te was worried that they would attack Ino, so he remained on alert. No. 18 was also afraid that Ino would hurt No. 17. No one dared to let down their guard. Only No. 16 remained calm, looking at the woods and the birds, relaxed and contented.
An hour later, No. 17 stood up naturally.
His arms shook.
With a crisp "click" sound in the spiritual world, the solid shackles originally formed by the combination of the human body and technological devices were easily broken, and No. 17 felt more energy surging out of his body.
These energies come from his cells and from the human side of him.
"Hello? Hello, No. 17, are you okay?!"
"Can you hear me?"
"No. 16, what happened to him? Did those two guys do something?" No. 17 vaguely heard No. 18's anxious shout. He suppressed the surging energy in his body, opened his eyes, and his originally cold tone couldn't help but become a little warmer.
"I'm fine."
No. 18 looked at him strangely. His appearance and height seemed to be the same, but his temperament was definitely different from before.
No. 18 looked at No. 16 again.
No. 16 remained calm from beginning to end. At this moment, he said in a dull tone: "Insufficient data, unable to judge."
"I feel like I can ignore Dr. Gro's initial orders. I feel like I've become a living person again." No. 17 touched his heart, and then suddenly realized the problem: "Where are those two mysterious guys?"
No. 18 looked at him strangely: "They said there was some great discovery on her planet, but the people there left long ago. Don't you know?"
"When did you leave? No, was I absent-minded for so long?"
No. 17 checked the time and found that more than an hour had passed without realizing it.
Apart from the first ten minutes or so, his memory of what happened afterwards was a bit fuzzy, and he had no idea when the other party left.
He clenched his fists and expressed his feelings: "That girl must be right. She seems to have awakened all my memories that belong to me as a human. It's like I'm reviewing all my experiences from birth to now. It's a very strange feeling."
No. 18 carefully studied his expression, put his hands in his pockets, and sighed softly: "Since it's useful, then next time you see that woman, thank her. Besides, we have to find a way to pay back the 20 million debt. It's really unlucky that I owe such a huge sum of money just after waking up."
When it comes to owing money, No. 18 feels uncomfortable all over.
If she were given 20 million, she would be very happy, but if she gave the money to others, she would be extremely unhappy.
"That's easy." No. 17 was now full of confidence and asked No. 16, "Are there any rich people around here?"
No. 16 motioned him to look at the billboard nearby, and a huge portrait of Mr. Satan holding up a pair of scissors and showing eight teeth caught the eyes of the three.
No. 16 said calmly: "The database shows that this guy should be quite rich."
Number 17 childishly made a shooting gesture: "That's him. Let's go and borrow some money."
The three of them took trains, long-distance buses, subways and buses to rush to Mr. Satan's mansion, but they were disappointed. The housekeeper said that Mr. Satan had taken his daughter out for training, and Nappa felt that he was about to make a breakthrough and was also looking for a place for special training. Since the master was not there, they could only leave Mr. Satan's house in disappointment.
Not long after walking, we met Cell, who was covered in green and looked like a large insect.
"Brothers, I am also a android created by Dr. Gero. In order to fulfill the doctor's last wish, I created invincible warriors, No. 17 and No. 18." When Cell saw the tall and strong No. 16, he couldn't help but get stuck for a moment, and a question mark appeared in his mind. Who is this guy? He was a little unsure about fighting one against three, but recently he had been killing crazily in several human cities and absorbed a lot of human life essence. The energy he lost due to degeneration into an egg has been almost recovered. He is fully confident that he can take down No. 17 and No. 18, absorb these two androids, and become a true complete form.
No. 17 looked disgusted: "Ugly monster, what on earth are you? Why do you have the 'qi' of Sun Wukong and others?"
Cell sneered twice.
Ugly? You will soon merge with me, an ugly monster!
Dr. Gero took away a lot of materials and technology that were originally supposed to be used on him and used them to create No. 17 and No. 18. As a result, Cell's design was excellent, but it was congenitally flawed, and now he has become so thin and ugly.
"I am indeed a man-made human created by Dr. Gero. In his early years, Dr. Gero came up with the idea of creating a super soldier. He collected cells from many soldiers, including those of Sun Wukong, Vegeta, King Cold, Ginyu, and those aliens. But later he gave up, but his computer strictly executed this order, and that's how I was born."
Cell briefly narrated his origin. He had detected the area within a hundred miles around and knew that the Earth soldiers would not come to Mr. Satan. He had plenty of time and didn't mind talking to No. 17. It would be even better if he could defeat the enemy without fighting.
"So that's what's going on. The enemy that woman was talking about should be you." No. 17 sneered: "It's a pity, you ugly bastard, you're too late."
He burst out all his energy and without waiting for Cell to react, he threw a straight punch at him.
His speed seemed unbelievable to Cell. His eyes could not follow his movements at all. He just managed to raise his arm to block, and then he heard a crisp "crack" sound, and the solid chitin of his left arm, which was like an exoskeleton, was shattered by a punch.
Cell's tail swung out suddenly and stabbed like a poisonous needle. No. 17 rose into the sky, and a punch from the sky flattened Mr. Satan's mansion. The water in the swimming pool evaporated, and several precious trees that showed taste were uprooted. Mr. Satan's collection of cars turned into a pile of scrap metal.
No. 17 clenched his fists and instantly appeared behind the enemy, smashing at the back of Cell's head with obvious insect features.
Like a cannonball, Cell was smashed diagonally into the ground, sending up a cloud of dust. He had just crawled out of the pit when he felt his heart contract violently, as if it had been pierced by a needle. With the cells of so many warriors, his intuition had almost reached the limit of his current level, and without thinking, he rolled to the side.
No. 17's whip kick landed in the air, and the young man in the red scarf grabbed to the side with his backhand.
He grabbed Cell's right shoulder, contracted his five fingers, and the force that erupted seemed almost irresistible to Cell. The chitinous shell collapsed instantly, and a sound of bones breaking was heard from inside.
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