This Is Definitely Not Dragon Ball!!

"Hello, everyone around the world. I'll only take a little of your time."

"I am Cell from another world, an android created by Dr. Gero."

"You might not know me yet, but don't worry—soon, every single one of you will remember my name."

Cell's figure appeared on every television screen across the globe, his arms crossed and a sinister smile on his face.

"Th-that guy is Cell!"

Master Roshi, Krillin, and the others widened their eyes in shock, staring intently at the screen.

Meanwhile, Cell on the television continued:

"Actually, I've brought some good news for all of you. After hearing this, I believe everyone in the world will be very happy."

"As the ultimate android, I possess immense power. To prove this power, I've decided to host a game called the Cell Games, similar to your World Martial Arts Tournament."

"Anyone in the world who is confident in their strength can participate. The rules will be roughly the same as your World Martial Arts Tournament."

"However, there's one thing I must clarify: in this game, you won't fight each other. Your only opponent will be me, Cell."

"Yes, you heard that right. I will challenge your entire world alone!"

"No, wait—let me rephrase that. Your entire world can challenge me!"

"Ahahahahaha!!!!!"

Watching Cell's arrogant declaration on television, people across the world were stunned!

"Hey, hey, what kind of joke is this? That guy wants to take on the entire world by himself?"

"What even is this 'Cell' guy? And what's an android?"

"He's on every TV channel. Is he some kind of lunatic who escaped from somewhere?"

Many people were still confused, unsure of what was happening. Some even thought Cell was a madman who had escaped from a mental hospital.

How could someone claim to challenge the entire world alone? If he wasn't a lunatic, what else could he be?

Where were the police? Why hadn't they shown up yet to arrest this madman!

"It seems some of you still doubt me. I can hear your skepticism."

"Although I recently made a deal with your Guardian of Earth not to indiscriminately slaughter humans before the games, since you all doubt me, I suppose I should demonstrate my power."

"Watch closely."

On the television, Cell revealed a cold, evil smile, then raised his hand and fired an energy blast toward the direction behind him.

Boom!!!!!

A massive explosion echoed through the television, followed by billowing smoke and towering flames. The screen shook violently.

When everything settled, a jaw-dropping scene unfolded—

"Ahh… ahhh…"

"It's… it's gone! The city is gone!"

"A monster… he's a monster!"

The entire world fell silent. At that moment, everyone realized one thing: this monster named Cell wasn't joking!

"What a brutal guy. He destroyed an entire city without hesitation."

"Damn it!!!"

At Master Roshi's house, the old turtle hermit wiped cold sweat from his forehead, while Krillin and Yamcha clenched their fists in anger.

"Now do you understand my power?"

"The time is 10 a.m., three days from now. The location is 28KS northwest of Central City, where I've prepared an arena for the games."

"Your Guardian of Earth and the Queen of Earth will be there to challenge me, but I hope even more of you will come to participate."

"If anyone can defeat me, you'll save your world and become a hero. But if all of you lose to me, I will exterminate every human on this planet."

"I'll enjoy watching your faces filled with fear and despair as I kill every last one of you!"

"Everyone, I look forward to seeing you there. I'll be waiting."

"Ahahahahaha!!!!!"

With a wave of his hand, Cell fired another energy blast, destroying the camera. All television screens turned to static.

Without a doubt, Cell's declaration sent shockwaves across the world!

At first, some people couldn't believe it, thinking it was a prank by a TV station. But soon, both the government and the Temple issued announcements confirming the truth of Cell's words.

The entire world was shaken!

Cell was real, and he truly intended to challenge the entire world alone!

People were filled with anger and fear. Having witnessed Cell effortlessly destroy a city, no one could remain unafraid. It was only through the reassurance of the government and the Temple that people gradually calmed down.

"No matter how powerful that Cell monster is, we have many strong martial artists who can defeat him!"

"Y-yeah, and we have the invincible Guardian of Earth and the Queen of Earth. Everything will be fine."

Although the public's emotions were calmed, just as Cell had said, the entire world had remembered his name.

Ordinary people closely followed the news about the Cell Games, while righteous martial artists eagerly prepared to teach Cell a lesson and show him not to underestimate their strength.

Of course, there were also those who saw the Cell Games as an opportunity to make a name for themselves. Mr. Satan was one of them.

"Ahahaha! This is it—a golden opportunity!"

"If I defeat that Cell, the whole world will remember me, Mr. Satan! I'll become the world's greatest fighter!"

"Ahahahahaha!!!!!"

Standing in front of the television, Mr. Satan laughed maniacally, hands on his hips.

He had always wanted to become the world's greatest fighter, gain everyone's recognition, and live a life of fame and fortune. But those fools in the past couldn't see his greatness. Now, he finally had his chance!

"Master, you don't even know how to use the [Sky Dancing Art] or energy blasts. Maybe you shouldn't go."

"That Cell monster looks really strong. If you go, you'll definitely be killed."

Mr. Satan's two disciples timidly tried to warn him, but he flew into a rage:

"What [Sky Dancing Art]? What energy blasts? Those are just tricks and illusions!"

"Just watch me! I'll use my iron fists to expose those frauds and prove that I'm the true world champion!"

Seeing Mr. Satan's confidence, his two disciples could only sigh in exasperation.

Thanks to Yuujin's influence, martial arts had flourished in this world. Even ordinary people knew about techniques like the [Sky Dancing Art] and energy blasts, even if they couldn't use them themselves.

Mr. Satan's disciples secretly despised him, thinking to themselves, You can't even learn the [Sky Dancing Art] or energy blasts, yet you keep calling them tricks. You're hopeless.

Of course, they were no better. They had been fools to fall for his lies and become his disciples in the first place.

To be continued…

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