Dragon Ball: What if Son Goku became an evil villain?

"Immortality?" The blue-haired girl was stunned.

"Yes, look at him, has he changed in these years?"

Womi walked up to Yamcha and placed his hands on his shoulders.

"Bulma, there's nothing wrong with becoming a cyborg. Not only do I now have power that's no less than that of a Saiyan, but my appearance will never age." Yamcha said with a smile.

Not old...

The girl was at a loss.

At a time when she couldn't find the Dragon Ball, this ability was like the devil's whisper, constantly tempting her in her ears.

If I could stay young forever, I would have infinite time to wait for him to come back.

If she could stay young, she could wait for Trunks to grow up, and then leave this world and reunite with him.

If I could stay young...

"Professor Womi, are you really researching artificial humans to revive your son? In fact, I know another easier way..."

"You mean the Dragon Balls, right? But I heard that the resurrection power of the Dragon Balls is not unlimited. My child has been dead for many years. Can he still be resurrected by the Dragon Balls? But the androids are different. I am 90% sure!"

"I don't know if I can help you..."

"Of course you can do it! Bulma, I know you may have concerns about becoming a cyborg, but risks and opportunities always coexist."

"I can go with you to have a look..."

The girl finally made a decision. What Womi said was right. Risks and opportunities always coexist...

……

Today was the day when the blue-haired girl entered the incubator and prepared to formally undergo transformation.

Looking at the transformation chamber filled with green nutrient solution in front of her, the girl seemed a little hesitant.

Professor Womi asked, "What's wrong? All the parameters have been adjusted according to your design. What else are you worried about?"

"After becoming a cyborg, am I still considered a human?"

"It shouldn't count, right? But don't worry, you have seen No. 17's design drawings. Your transformation method is the same as his, which is based on the human body. Your body functions are still the same as humans, and even your reproductive ability can be preserved. But after becoming an artificial human, your energy is no longer limited, and you can continue to conduct research.

Don't worry, once you succeed, I will be the next one."

"I see."

The girl let out a long sigh and lay down in the incubator.

Wormi pressed the button to close the hatch.

As the hatch closed, the girl's consciousness gradually became heavy.

But at this moment, she suddenly saw a man outside the cabin door.

That was not Yamcha, but a bald old man.

How could it be? That was Dr. Gallo?

"Teacher Wormi! Why is he here?"

The girl banged on the hatch angrily, trying to get out, but the incubator had no switch that could be opened from the inside.

Outside, the old man smiled at her and said, "Ms. Bulma, don't be afraid. My wife didn't lie to you. You will be transformed into an artificial human soon! But in order to prevent you from hurting us, we will make some adjustments to your personality! When we meet next time, you will no longer be Bulma, but Android No. 18!"

The girl was very smart, so she immediately understood what Dr. Gallo meant.

After adjusting her personality, she will no longer be a new self;

"Teacher Wo Mi! Teacher Wo Mi! Let me out! Let me out! I have already perfected the design of No. 16 for you, why are you doing this to me?!"

Womi turned his head and looked at her, his eyes behind the lenses were extremely cold.

"I'm sorry Bulma, I actually hid one thing from you. The person who killed my son was the father of your child, Vegeta!"

The girl's hands and feet instantly turned cold, and she figured out everything in her mind.

It turns out that all of this was a conspiracy, a conspiracy set up for Vegeta.

"Womi! Let me out! Let me out!"

She knocked on the hatch again and again, but could not stop the transformation process, and the last of her consciousness was gradually stripped away.

……

I don’t know how much time has passed.

Number 18 suddenly opened his eyes.

Looking at the strange yet somewhat familiar ceiling in front of her, she jumped up alertly.

But he found himself in a laboratory. Next to him, No. 17, who had already woken up, was watching TV, which was broadcasting a baseball game.

"Number 17? Where is this place?"

"You're awake. Don't worry. This is the West Capital, the laboratory of the Universal Capsule Company."

"Universal Capsule Company, why am I here? Weren't we absorbed by Cell before?"

"Don't you remember? Cell was defeated by Vegeta. It seemed like he was the one who saved us from Cell's stomach..."

No. 17 held his head in his hands and leaned back on the bed.

"I never thought that even if I became a cyborg, I would still be no match for him. I sacrificed so much, but what was it all for?"

No. 18 also thought of it at this time.

They actually still retained some consciousness in Cell's body and were able to hear the sounds of the outside world. She did vaguely hear the sound of Vegeta and Cell fighting.

correct!

No. 18 suddenly looked at No. 17: "What did you mean by that?"

No. 17 said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I kept it a secret from you in the past. In fact, Dr. Gallo's personality reset was not complete, so I still retain a lot of Yamcha's previous intentions."

"Then why did you..."

"After being kidnapped by Dr. Gallo, I volunteered to be transformed into an artificial human. But he was afraid that I would betray him, so he performed a personality reset on me. However, Professor Wormi had not appeared at that time, and Dr. Gallo's personality reset function was not as complete as when he used it on you."

After No. 17 explained, he lowered his head and said, "I became a android just to gain strength beyond Vegeta and the others! You are not a martial artist, and you don't know how desperate it is to see Vegeta and the others leave you far behind every time you try your best to improve yourself."

"Then why don't you pretend now?"

"Because Dr. Gallo is dead, I don't have to worry about him resetting my personality. By the way, I heard from Dr. Brief that they seem to be planning to remove the compulsive control system in our bodies as well."

No. 18 was surprised: "Isn't the compulsory control system connected to the bomb in our body? How did they dismantle it? Could it be Dr. Brief?"

"No, they are going to..."

Before No. 17 could finish his words, the sky outside the window suddenly turned dark.

Based on the vague memories in his mind, No. 18 seemed to have guessed something and could not help but run out.