Chapter 124 Coincidence

It was pure coincidence that Piccolo and Tianma Xingkong appeared together.

During this incursion of the Derivants, their experiences were similar… they were both attacked in a storage room and entered the data layer through a hole in the wall.

The difference was that Piccolo couldn't leave that space through the "door" in the first place, while Tianma Xingkong could have exited through the elevator door. However, Little Ma was a bit dense. He just kept fighting and fighting those endless redundant troops… until the six sides of the storage room were basically destroyed, and he fell into the data layer.

Later, the two encountered each other in the data layer, and Piccolo took Little Ma along, bringing him all the way to this data link layer.

"What? You choose to stand on the players' side?" Infinite looked at Piccolo and asked in a deep voice.

The way he looked at Piccolo was obviously different from how he looked at the players. Firstly, Piccolo was an NPC, not a player. Secondly, Piccolo's combat power was very… very strong.

"Hmph…" Piccolo snorted and descended rapidly from the sky, carrying Little Ma, saying as he descended, "I don't stand on anyone's side."

In just the time it took to say these words, he had already landed with Tianma Xingkong.

"I came here tracing the 'qi' of 'someone,' because I have a few words to say to him." Piccolo said, glancing at the open space beside Infinite. "But… his qi disappeared not long ago." His gaze shifted to Infinite's face. "I suppose… you killed him."

"Are you talking about that sunglasses guy?" Infinite replied.

"Ah… that's him." Piccolo responded casually, then released Tianma Xingkong and turned to look at the players' location.

A few seconds later, his gaze settled on Zhao Yingwang.

*Chi ying—*

In the next second, a sharp sound pierced the air, and Piccolo's figure suddenly appeared in front of Zhao Yingwang.

"You're a companion of Uncle Scumbag, right?" Piccolo asked.

"Uh…" Even Zhao Yingwang didn't know the relationship between Piccolo and Uncle Scumbag, so he hesitated for a few seconds before replying, "That's right."

After receiving a definite answer, Piccolo said, "Please give him a message for me. Tell him… thank you for taking care of me during this time, but I must return to my own universe eventually. Today, the opportunity has arrived, and I must leave. We were master and disciple after all, so please say goodbye to him for me."

After saying this, Piccolo raised his head and flew back into the sky.

"Wait!" Greed Wolf, as the only surviving strategist present, quickly seized this last sliver of opportunity. "Since you are Uncle Scumbag's master, shouldn't you be on the same side as us?" He looked at Piccolo and said loudly, "Please! You're the only one who can stop Infinite now!"

Hearing this, Piccolo stopped in mid-air, but he didn't turn around, only saying coldly, "I refuse."

"Why?" Greed Wolf pressed.

"Because it has nothing to do with me." Piccolo replied in a matter-of-fact tone. "I'm not a creature from this universe, I have no obligation, let alone the need, to interfere in an event like this." He paused. "Besides, I don't have that deep of a master-disciple relationship with Uncle Scumbag. I guided him… simply out of interest."

Piccolo wasn't wrong. He really didn't need to get involved in this matter, and his relationship with Uncle Scumbag wasn't that great…

Back when Uncle Scumbag's level wasn't very high, he had gone to a script world based on the Dragon Ball universe and completed a hidden quest with an extremely low trigger probability but extremely high completion difficulty. And the reward for that quest was—an arm that Piccolo had left behind in a near-death state.

Piccolo's regenerative ability… was also well known. Therefore, after Uncle Scumbag brought the arm back to the storage room and some time had passed, Piccolo was reborn in that space.

However, because his data strength was too astonishing, he was subjected to all-round restrictions by the system. Not only could he not use many of his abilities, but he was also limited to "absolutely not leaving the storage room." In other words… even if Piccolo beat himself until only his head remained, and then had Uncle Scumbag put that head in his bag and take it out, it wouldn't work.

In that case… all Piccolo could do was meditate and practice martial arts in that space.

In a sense, Piccolo had been tricked by Uncle Scumbag. But if you thought about it from another perspective, Uncle Scumbag hadn't anticipated this outcome either. Besides… if it hadn't been for Uncle Scumbag back then, Piccolo might have died directly in his own universe (yes, I know what you're thinking, he could use Dragon Balls made by others to revive, but discussing this hypothesis would never end, so let's stop here).

Having figured this out, Piccolo resigned himself to his fate. Anyway, Namekians had long lifespans and few physiological needs, and he liked being alone… so he settled down in Uncle Scumbag's storage room.

When he had nothing to do, Piccolo would teach the latter some combat skills. Of course, Uncle Scumbag couldn't learn most of his skills, after all, the difference in combat power was too great, and Uncle Scumbag didn't have any Saiyan blood… With a combat power like a player's, he could only learn moves like the Mafuuba, Solar Flare, and Flight Technique.

In addition to moves, Piccolo also had a lot of other knowledge he could impart (if he was in a good mood). And this "knowledge," as long as Uncle Scumbag could understand it properly, the system would still materialize it into skill cards.

Seeing this, everyone probably understands… the main reason why Uncle Scumbag, a fledgling independent professional player, could emerge in the S1 era was because he had a god-like "master" behind him.

In any case… now that Piccolo had finally left that space, what he wanted to do most was find a way to return to his own universe, not get involved in a dangerous struggle that had nothing to do with him.

"Heh… hahahaha…" For a few seconds just now, Infinite, who was far away, had panicked a little. But now, hearing that Piccolo was going to remain neutral, he burst out laughing. "What a pity! Everyone… you thought you saw a lifeline, but he's not giving you any face! Hahahaha…"

After laughing for a few seconds, he raised his hand, preparing to reap heads with cyan light. "Well… it's about time to end this. You should all be prepared to die!"

"Hey, I'm talking to you…"

Just as Infinite was about to strike, suddenly, a voice came from behind him, calling him with a contemptuous tone.

This wouldn't have mattered, but this call caused Infinite's expression to change drastically and he was shocked.

His reaction was understandable, because he recognized the voice of…

"You seem to be having a lot of fun~" Feng Bujue said, placing his hand on Infinite's shoulder. "What's so funny…" As he said this, he brought his face close to Infinite's, revealing an incomparably thick-skinned smile. "...tell me too."

"You… you…" Infinite stuttered, stiffening his neck and turning his face in jerky movements, meeting Jue-Ge's face that was close at hand and difficult to look at directly. "How could you be here…"

Infinite hadn't noticed the other party's approach at all, which meant… the teleportation coordinates for Jue-Ge entering this space were right behind him, a foot away.

"Why can't I be here?" Feng Bujue retorted with a smile. "Just because you and Link made a 'reverse induction program' that would automatically run when 'Feng Bujue attempts to enter the data link layer'?"

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the Links also changed, and they were shocked. "How did he know?"

"Hehe… I just used *The Autobiography of Chuck Norris* to decipher that kind of thing and solved it." Jue-Ge shrugged and tilted his head. "It's completely meaningless~"

Before he finished speaking, Feng Bujue suddenly exploded, doing something that surprised everyone…

He jumped onto Infinite's back, wrapping his limbs around him, holding him tightly.

"What are you doing!" Infinite asked in a panicked tone.

"I advise you not to move around~" Feng Bujue lowered his voice, saying in the other's ear, "I've already tied several Mark II grenades to myself, and the pull rings of each one are connected to steel wires, and the steel wires are entangled with the binding wires…" He paused for half a second. "Hehe… even I don't know… how much trembling will cause the grenades to explode~"

Jue-Ge's intimidation sounded a bit nonsensical at first glance… Everyone knew that with Infinite's physique, he could eat grenades as snacks, and if an explosion were to occur, it would at most blow Feng Bujue half to death.

But… that was precisely the meaning of this intimidation.

One of the clauses in [Special Plan-F] was—Infinite must not initiate any attack behavior against Feng Bujue. This "attack behavior" didn't only refer to direct attacks, indirect attacks also counted. For example… Infinite couldn't only not hit Feng Bujue himself, he couldn't even hit the ground under Feng Bujue's feet, because doing so might cause Feng Bujue to fall and get hurt.

Jue-Ge was using this point to come up with this shameless method… When he said the information, "I have grenades tied to my body, and if you move around they will explode," Infinite couldn't move even if he wanted to.

This was the same as the restriction that players in team scripts couldn't actively harm their teammates. After learning about the "possible consequences of action," [Special Plan-F] would prevent Infinite from turning intention into action.

"Hey—" After successfully sealing Infinite's movements, Feng Bujue shouted at Shiva and the others, "Everyone over there! Infinite has been hit by the essence of Chinese ancient martial arts that I released—Golden Snake Entwining Hands, he definitely can't move anymore~ Take this opportunity to quickly take down the Links! Victory is in sight!"

Hearing this, all the survivors looked at Jue-Ge with a pained expression, muttering to each other…

"Hey hey… is this guy serious…"

"Saying 'Golden Snake Entwining Hands,' but I think he's just hugging Infinite in a very wretched posture…"

"But how do you explain Infinite's panicked expression…"

"To take a step back, even if what he said is true, it's not easy for us, is it?"

"Yeah, although Wang Tan Zhi helped us take down hundreds of Links, with our current combat power, how can we take down the remaining hundred or so Links…"

The players who were still resisting in the center of the battlefield were roughly… Shiva, Atobe, Zhao Yingwang, Matcha Su, Po Jun, Greed Wolf, Blood Rose, Barcode, and several other relatively powerful passerby players.

Not to mention that their numbers were close to a one-to-ten ratio with the Links, just talking about their condition… they were all exhausted and their skills were almost depleted.

With their lineup, it would be difficult to even protect themselves, let alone take the initiative. But Feng Bujue actually told them to "take down the Links" and that "victory was in sight," which was really laughable.

However, there was still someone… who responded to Jue-Ge's request.

"Hmph! I was just about to do that even if you didn't say so!" This hearty shout undoubtedly came from Tianma Xingkong.

Compared to the other players, Little Ma's condition was much better. He was already itching to try.

"Don't rush, let Piccolo take the lead!" After receiving a response, Feng Bujue said loudly again.

"Huh?" Piccolo had flown a little higher into the sky at this point, planning to find a way to leave this place, but he heard this sentence and immediately turned his head to look at Feng Bujue on the ground. "What are you talking about? Why should I help you take the lead…"

"I have something on me that can take you back to your own universe." Feng Bujue interrupted the other party and quickly continued, "As long as you help us solve the Links, I'll give you the thing!"

Hearing this, Piccolo's expression changed slightly and he asked, "How do I know if what you're saying is true?"

"Ha!" Feng Bujue laughed, he immediately turned his head to Infinite and said, "Infinite, am I lying?"

"Not lying…" Infinite was also suffering, he could only answer truthfully to the question raised by Jue-Ge. "What he said… is true."

"Oh?" This time, Piccolo had no choice but to believe it, because from Infinite's perspective, there was absolutely no reason to help Jue-Ge lie.

Therefore, after several seconds of consideration, Piccolo made up his mind. "Hmph… fine…"

He descended from mid-air once again, and then… took off his white shoulder pads and the cape that came with them, and threw them on the ground.

*Boom—*

The feeling of the shoulder pads landing on the ground was as if a truck had fallen, immediately smashing a pit into the ground.

"I also…" Piccolo tilted his head to the left and right respectively, moving his neck and shoulders. "...haven't had a good workout in a long time."

"Holy crap…" At this moment, Link's heart was collapsing. "This situation is not right! Fighting this guy… the advantage in numbers is useless!"

However, the terrible things were far from over…

"Hehe… Little In-In~" At this time, Feng Bujue suddenly used a tone of a creepy uncle teasing a little kid to Infinite. "Please tell me, how many ways are there to eliminate Link, and what are they? Please start answering with the most efficient one, and say it loudly."

"Fuck your mother!"

Link, a special, high-ranking Derivant, had been driven to openly curse by the other party's incredibly cheap behavior in less than two minutes after Feng Bujue's appearance.

The players present were also hearing a Derivant curse like this for the first time…

"Ways to eliminate Link… there are… three…" Even though Infinite was very reluctant, after holding back for two seconds, he couldn't help but open his mouth. "The most efficient one is…"

"Ah—" At that moment, seven or eight Links closest to Infinite shouted and rushed over.

But…

Piccolo came faster, much faster.

After all, he was a super warrior from the Dragon Ball dimension, who could even blow up the earth if he gritted his teeth, truly annihilating everything. For Link to try to fight Piccolo in hand-to-hand combat… it was an understatement to say it was like hitting a rock with an egg.

*Chi ying—*

No sooner said than done, accompanied by a sharp whistle brought out by a burst of energy movement, Piccolo suddenly flashed behind Infinite and Jue-Ge.

As he appeared, his feet were already planted firmly, and then he raised his arms together and shouted loudly…

With each shout, Piccolo's palm emitted an energy blast. In less than five seconds, his ambidextrous hands fired dozens of energy blasts like a machine gun, and each one had considerable power.

Those Links who tried to rush over had already been blown to ashes before they got within twenty meters.

"I'll go… that's so powerful?"

"I suddenly have a feeling that I'm hugging a big thigh…"

"It's not just a big thigh, it's a giant thigh!"

"We don't need to take action anymore, do we."

"Hey! Am I going or not! My Meteor Fist is already hungry and unbearable!"

Except for Tianma Xingkong, who was slightly disappointed, the other players were all excited with shining eyes. From being at their wit's end to the situation being great, the reversal of the entire situation was completed in just a few minutes.

Although they didn't want to admit it and couldn't understand it, all of this… was indeed a miracle brought about by Feng Bujue.

"The most efficient one is to lock him into a separate, closed script or sandbox, and have the system perform a format deletion." On the other hand, Infinite's narration didn't stop. "Secondly, the second method is… to isolate one of the 'him's, causing the 'ring' to break. In this way… his 'chain extension' function will fail, and his number will not be able to increase again… Under this premise, if all existing individuals are eliminated, he will die."

"Oh… this seems like something we can try." Piccolo hadn't even heard the third method yet, and he was already taking action.

He flashed to the front of a Link and casually pointed, conjuring a rice cooker on the ground.

"Crap!" That Link had guessed what the other party was going to do, but… with his speed, he couldn't escape at all.

"Hmph…" Piccolo sneered. "A few years ago, I learned an interesting trick from the Kaioshin, let you open your eyes…" As he said this, he spread his ten fingers and put his palms together, "Evil Containment Wave!"