"What?" Tais was on the verge of tears.
"Tais, please bear with it. Whether your parents can pull through depends on these three days," Jak sighed.
"What do you mean, that's as good as saying nothing," Bulma shook her head. Suddenly, she grasped the deeper meaning of Jak's words. Tears welled up in her eyes, and she murmured, "What? Did you just say… Mom and Dad they…"
"This friend is right, you should be prepared," the doctor also sighed helplessly. "If there's really no way to find an antidote for this poison… we can only rely on the immune system to fight it off. Whether they can endure it depends on these three days."
"But… why is Vegeta okay?" Bulma asked curiously.
"What? That kid drank it too?" the doctor exclaimed.
The Capsule Corporation family is really something.
Are you guys playing with poison?
"Hurry up and send them to the hospital…" the doctor urged.
"How much did that kid drink?" Tais asked.
"He said he drank two catties… didn't you see how drunk he was…" Bulma said.
"Perhaps he's not drunk, perhaps he's already passed," Jak sighed.
"Waaah…"
Bulma burst into tears.
"Waaah… I don't want to be a widow…" Bulma cried heartbreakingly.
Tais: "…"
"I don't want to lose Mom and Dad either," Bulma wiped away tears and quickly walked to Vegeta's side, checking his breath.
"Hey, it seems your sister is more upset about becoming a widow," Jak whispered.
"Shut up! Aren't you an elite warrior of the Galactic Patrol? Think of a way!" Tais rebuked.
"If we can contact our Galactic Patrol headquarters and have them send an excellent healer, this poison can be resolved," Jak explained. "But don't forget, the communicator on my spaceship is broken, and I can't contact headquarters…"
"This is terrible," Tais sighed helplessly. She suddenly looked at Bulma. "Bulma, can you fix communicators?"
"What are you talking about, she's just a 4-year-old child," Jak shook his head.
"Don't underestimate my sister just because she's young, she's a genius," Tais said. She then called out to Bulma, "Bulma, Jak's communicator is broken. If you can help him fix it, perhaps the Galactic Patrol can save Mom and Dad."
"I can't… I haven't learned yet… but I can try," Bulma looked up and said to Tais. "This is too much, this family would have fallen apart without me… I'm only 4 years old, and you want me to fix a communicator."
Tais didn't want to say anything more.
"She's saying she's too young now, but earlier she said she was already married," Jak whispered in Tais's ear.
"There isn't a single normal person in our family…" Tais shook her head.
"Oh, right, Vegeta is okay, he's still breathing," Bulma added.
Doctor: "??????"
The doctor was stunned and quickly went forward to examine Vegeta's body.
He was indeed still alive.
"Did he really drink two catties?" the doctor asked.
"That's what he said, I don't know exactly how much he drank," Bulma shook her head.
"Your parents almost died after just a small sip…" the doctor sighed. "Your friend here is probably beyond saving… if he really drank two catties."
"Little girl… I can guarantee that I can contact headquarters to save your parents, but if your friend really drank two catties, I can't guarantee if I can save him," Jak also said.
You drank two catties of poison.
Even a Galactic Patrol healer wouldn't be able to save you.
However… I feel like I've heard this kid's name somewhere before.
Where did I hear it?
"Am I going to be a widow?" Bulma began to stir up tears again.
"Rumble!"
At this moment.
A loud bang came from Vegeta's body.
Looking again, Vegeta's entire body was flashing with white light.
The light was extremely dazzling, as bright as a burning sun.
"What's going on?" Bulma was terrified. She quickly ran away and looked at Vegeta from a distance.
"Is he going to explode from drinking too much poison?" Jak was also stunned.
Tais immediately hid behind Jak.
The doctor was dumbfounded.
Can you explode from drinking too much poison?
Am I dreaming today?
"Crack!"
Vegeta slowly floated into the air and opened his eyes.
"Rumble!"
Following that, Vegeta's body erupted with increasingly powerful energy and dazzling light.
Endless energy spread out in all directions with Vegeta at the center.
"Boom!"
Vegeta dispersed the spreading energy, took a deep breath, and slowly descended from the air.
"Phew…"
Vegeta exhaled the air he inhaled and felt refreshed, his body seeming to have undergone a qualitative sublimation.
Vegeta quickly sensed the strength of the energy within him.
By now, Vegeta's battle power could no longer be measured by a scouter.
After all, the highest value this scouter could handle was just over 50,000.
This scouter was more advanced than Cui's.
Vegeta could only judge his battle power by sensing the energy intensity within his body.
This time, Vegeta felt that his battle power had probably reached a height of 3 million.
3 million!
Damn it!
I drank two catties of Super Divine Water!
It forcefully increased my battle power from 12,000 to 3 million!
This battle power… if I can turn Super Saiyan, won't I be able to easily dominate Frieza?
The effect of Super Divine Water is too good!
I want to keep drinking it.
Perhaps I can raise my base battle power to over 10 million.
Vegeta slept for a good 8 hours.
During these 8 hours, the Super Divine Water in Vegeta's body had been completely digested.
Moreover, the damaged areas caused by the Super Divine Water had all been restored by Vegeta's self-regeneration ability.
The Saiyan's near-death experience and the potential power increase from the Super Divine Water allowed Vegeta's battle power to double and redouble in a short period.
This was also why Vegeta's battle power could reach a height of 3 million.
Vegeta was ecstatic.
It seems my wish to the Dragon God for immortality was a very correct choice.
Although this immortality isn't quite complete yet.
But it doesn't matter.
I'll have a chance to upgrade the Namekian Dragon God later.
Or when I meet the Great Elder Dragon God, I'll have him grant me true immortality.
The most important thing now is to continue increasing my battle power.