Chapter 62 - I Can See Death

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Having spent a good couple of days tasting different horrible Sugarian foods to try and get Bulma's mind off what had happened. Yamcha had finally decided they had to set off for another planet again.

This time though, he was much more cautious as they traveled through space. Bulma didn't seem in the mood to take so much danger at face value. She was working on something to help her with dangerous situations, but Yamcha wasn't exactly sure what it was.

Currently, he is exercising in the gravity room. The gravity was at a stable pace and the same as Earth's. During these days, he hadn't used gravity and was instead letting his body get used to the normal gravity, and he had grown stronger due to it, with his new power level being over 120,000.

On his next planet, there shouldn't be any fights, and Yamcha wanted Bulma to have a nice vacation for a few days.

Suddenly, he sensed something traveling through space at incredible speeds. Which wasn't weird, as while the dark part of space they were currently on might be desolate, it didn't mean it was without traffic every now and then.

But at a point, he could no longer ignore it as the object was coming toward them, and there was a monstrous power inside the spaceship.

If Yamcha had to fight someone like this head-on, he would have been worried. But since they were in space, he had an advantage most of them didn't have. He punched through the spaceship walls, which rippled, and his hands easily moved right through them. With his hands on space, the familiar sensation of space ran through his arms, but by now, he had gotten used to it.

There were no suns around these parts of space, and they were moving at incredible speeds, but with his Ki Senses, Yamcha could pinpoint the enemy's location and where they would be. "They really are coming for us!"

Shooting out a beam resembling a Kamehameha, the beam pierced right through the enemy spaceship and brought it crashing toward a nearby alien planet covered in darkness.

"What was that?!" Bulma suddenly came to his room, seeing his reddened arms. "I told you not to shoot beams inside a spaceship! What if you make a hole and are pushed out?! Do you know how dangerous space is?"

Yamcha would normally enjoy this situation and banter with Bulma. But he sensed that the great power level in the spaceship had started moving. He was a little nervous, as this enemy had a power level of over two million. But he smiled at Bulma calmly and ruffled her hair, hiding any negative emotions. "Go to the planet where we bought a home. You know, the one which Jaco showed us when we escaped from the lifeless planet."

"Is something wrong?" Bulma asked worriedly.

"No, no," Yamcha shook his head and put his hands on her shoulders. "It seems like they bought a lot of enemies this time, so it might be around a week or two, maybe even a month, before I join you. Next time, let's go to a vacation planet."

Bulma still seemed shaken up, but Yamcha no longer had the time and gave her a thumbs up before walking past the spaceship wall and right into space.

A giant green Namekian arm was heading for him. The arm's size was as big as Kami's lookout. Such a hand could crush their spaceship with just a soft pinch.

Of course, there was no way Yamcha would let that happen. Weapons materialized around him and skewered the giant arm in less than a second as if it had been a victim of a brutal porcupine attack.

Despite the injuries, the arm still kept moving toward them. But Yamcha wasn't done. His Ki flared, and wolves started coming out of his skin, and Ki was like he was some kind of wolf spawner. The wolves started encircling the arm and exploded on it, which was strong enough for the arm to turn into bloody chunks and fall back down on the dark planet.

Yamcha saw that no new arm was coming and was about to turn around when a slimmer arm, this one, was faster and grabbed onto him. But before the arm could tighten its green fingers around his body, he made himself into a ball of spiky weapons.

"Ka-Me-Ha-Me-HAAAAAA!!!" Yamcha nullified the weapons he had created around himself, shot a Kamehameha at the incoming giant arm, and pierced right through it. While he was doing that, he noticed too late a normal-sized Namekian arm had grabbed into his foot. "Fuck!"

He was dragged down into the dark planet, slamming into the ground with gusto, and blood swam up his throat.

"I knew I sensed some dragon balls," says an old rigid Namekian with a toothless smile. He is tall and too big to be your average Namekian. "Tell me where you got the dragon balls you used on yourself and where they are now?"

The world around them was dark, but Yamcha could still somewhat see due to a 3D Technique Roshi used to check up on girls. On top of that, he had Ki Sensing, the darkness wasn't too big of a deal.

Yamcha's body shook once he realized who his opponent was. He was bigger and older than most Namekians. Lord Slug, what were the chances of stumbling on someone like that? Yamcha knew Lord Slug wanted the dragon balls to wish for eternal youth.

Yamcha sensed the difference between them and knew that he had to either end this quickly, or the battle would become something the current him could never win. Usually, he wasn't so glum during battles. Even against Gas, he had confidence in winning. But here, there was zero chance he could win, and he wasn't dealing with some enraged opponent with no sense.

Lord Slug was evil, but Yamcha doubted the man didn't have centuries of fighting experience. He seemed like the kind of guy who spent most of his life fighting and terrorizing people. I

But despite everything saying that he had to make the first move, Yamcha didn't know what to do. Could Namekians see in the dark? He didn't know for sure, and if he were a betting man, he would say No. But this wasn't a bet and something he could take risks on.

"What now? Cat got your tongue?" Lord Slug mocked him.

Yamcha's eyes sharpened, and he put his hands to his forehead in a signature technique. "Solar Flare!"

A blinding light burned out, blinding anything and anyone within the vicinity. Whether Namekians could see in the dark didn't matter now, as Yamcha saw that Lord Slug had closed his eyes and grunted in pain.

He appeared behind the man and swung down with an empty hand as if he had an invisible sword. But mid-swing, a sword materialized in his hand.

Yet what happened next shook him as Lord Slug grabbed the weapon without looking. "You think I don't know how to sense your energy?"

Lord Slug powered up, bringing the old Namekian to a power of 2,200,000. The whole planet seemed to shake just from the powering up.

Just when Yamcha thought things couldn't get any worse, dark creatures started coming out and sucking in all the light while growing stronger themselves at the same time.

"Seems like some cuties came out to play," Lord Slug said, shooting out a blast and attempting to obliterate the creatures, but to his dismay, the creatures only ate up the light coming from the blast. "What?!"

Yamcha took this chance, punched the Namekian in the face, and tried to escape. But it was a useless effort as Lord Slug turned around and gave Yamcha a backhanded punch.

The power behind it was so intense that Yamcha blacked out for a second and felt like all the bones in his body would pop.

He smashed into some rubble and felt like a mountain was set atop him. 'This is bad. I barely survived one hit. If he hadn't been distracted by the strange creatures on this planet, I would have died.'

The situation had gone from bad to worse, as some of the dark creatures started approaching him too. They looked like giant bugs and reminded him of one of Babidi's minions.

Most of the creatures around him weren't high-leveled. Doing some quick calculations in his mind, Yamcha checked his status points.

[Status Points: 874]

His perception was also at 112. He needed another 14 points. Yamcha knew stats that broke through the 100 milestones usually experienced a relative change. At least he experienced that with his Perception, as his Willpower had raised gradually.

He licked his lips and could taste blood. A dark place in the middle of nowhere, and he couldn't use attacks that created light. It was the perfect environment for some raining, Yamcha glanced toward Lord Slug. But first he took out a handful of Senzu Beans from his pocket and got ready for the most brutal fight of his life.

Munching down on a Senzu, Yamcha got up and felt his cracked bones heal. All of his energy was back too. He charged at Lord Slug, and the old Namekian punched him in the stomach, with his hand sinking in, and he blasted a beam.

'Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!' Yamcha screamed internally as his organs disintegrated, and he had to eat a Senzu, but Lord Slug wasn't playing around and kept his blast going.

Due to the light, the creatures in the dark came and attacked Lord Slug, distracting him enough for Yamcha to jump back and create some distance. But Slug wasn't an inexperienced fighter, as he shot out a ball of Ki that slammed into Yamcha and burned the palms of his hands as he tried to stop it. But it seemed useless, as he was slammed into a rock formation and a huge explosion came after that, with Yamcha at the center.

'Fuck, this hurts.'

Yamcha got up like a puppet. He was crushed, but his willpower kept him moving as he used Supernatural Body Manipulation skill to move his muscles enough to swallow a Senzu.

'One slip up, and I'm dead. But I have to get Perception high enough and hope my theory about the Stat is right. Will I get Ultra Instinct or not? I don't know.'

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Three days, that's how long Yamcha fought. His body was destroyed, and he had a hole in his chest; the only limb he had left was half a stump of an arm.

A senzu bean floated out of his pocket as he used magic to create miniature barriers and use them to hold the bean and bring it to his mouth.

[Perception Increased by 1]

He knew that once he increased the stat past a certain level, it would be almost impossible to increase them naturally.

But he didn't hesitate and added all of his 874 into perception.

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Name: Yamcha

Age: 21

Title: Champion

Level 198 [EXP: 56%]

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HP: 678,390/678,390

MP: 1920/1920

KI: 192,582/192,582

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Strength: 125,728

Agility: 122,568

Endurance: 135,678

(Power Level: 127,991)

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Intelligence: 31 -> 33

Perception: 126 -> 1000

Willpower: 122 -> 158

(Magic Power: 82 -> 384)

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Status Points: 0

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When he did something like this last time, increasing his Perception to 100, Yamcha remembered that it had been a strange and painful sensation with his suddenly heightened senses.

'Here comes the pain.'

But there wasn't any discomfort, ache, or sudden pain from the wind hitting his skin. No expansion of senses either.

This pause of surprise cost him as he suddenly sensed Lord Slug coming to attack. He was about to stab Yamcha's head with his arm. He was too late to move out of the way, this was the first he had made a wrong move and despite his hesitation being less than half a second for someone at their level that was an eternity.

'Shit. I'm dead.'

Yamcha thought he strangely didn't feel fear or regret. He had played his cards as well as he could with the information he had at the time.

As the attack was coming toward him, and Yamcha knew he couldn't dodge Lord Slug's sharp claws from piercing into his eyes, his brain simply couldn't send signals fast enough to his body.

But what happened next shocked him. Lord Slug's attack went through his head and killed him.

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A/N: For every 300 Power Stones, +1 Bonus Chapter. (Yes, I can see that the goal is close! Already have the new chap ready, just waiting for it to reach that goal!)