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"I wish to be transformed into a Bio-Android with the peak genetic traits of the Saiyan, Frost Demon, Cerealian, Majin and Human races. I want to maximize each of their racial abilities and have them cohesively blend together such that I become the ultimate lifeform," Kaza requested, speaking slowly.

'Basically a buffed Perfect Cell'

In Kaza's mind, Dr Gero really had the right idea.

In the Dragon Ball lore, power either came from rigorous training or genetic abilities and the latter was the heavier element in a power discussion. Certain genetic abilities were so powerful that they even nullified the effects of hard work on their own.

Kaza himself was an excellent example, given how easily he overwhelmed the Guardian of Earth. Since Kaza had the Dragon Balls on hand, he immediately desired to maximize that possibility.

The Eternal Dragon exhaled sharply, thick strands of golden electricity arcing around him. A golden energy beam leapt up from his body, soaring high into the air above before descending on him.

"It is done," Shenron declared firmly.

'It doesn't hurt?'

Kaza mentally braced for the worst but discovered that the sensation of being rebuilt was extremely pleasant. It was like a deep tissue massage that worked all the way to the bone.

He jolted weakly, shaking in a gloopy semi-humanoid form as the intense magical power continued to burn inside of him. Slowly and gradually, his stature began to rise, his senses returning one by one.

In a single instance, awareness struck him, his conscious thrust back into the driving seat.

'Wooaaaaaaaaaaah'

His hearing picked up on a low hum that echoed in the far reaches in the Time Chamber, the original sound that accompanied his transformation. His eyes opened and studied Shenron's frame of their own volition, every ridge in his pale-yellow underbelly presented in extreme detail.

The weak gloopy sensation inside of him gave way to a full-body tension that tightened as he breathed.

"HMPH!"

Instinctively he floated up into the air and released his aura, dense golden energy pouring off of his skin as the vigor trapped inside of him raced out, redoubled.

'This body is nuts'

In his experience, Majins were light, springy and fluid, clearly built for adaptability and there was a deep sense of freedom that governed every motion they made.

By contrast, his Bio-Android body was extremely mechanical and dense, obviously built for power. Raw sheer force. 

He could sense that with a slick flick of his will, five or six different muscles would work in tandem to produce a force that could level a city in seconds.

He wanted to grin but was stopped before he could, his two hands gravitating towards his head as a heavy mental blockage in his mind was suddenly removed.

The precision and speed of his thoughts spiked massively.

'There's no shot this is a dream'

It was just too much.

All of his senses were finely tuned, strengthened beyond description. The experience was far beyond anything a human brain could produce, not to speak of dreaming.

That revelation was supposed to be world-shattering but a satiated grin stuck to his face as he basked in the afterglow of the transformation.

'I definitely won't waste this opportunity'

The myopia of the main cast came to mind. The Dragon Balls constantly represented an infinity of untapped possibility yet because of pride and ego, Goku and Vegeta were too foolish to draw from it.

Kaza's wish was one of the most cost effective wishes that could be made since it operated on the chemical level. Kaza couldn't imagine the tremendous amount of grief that could have been avoided if they simply used the orbs properly.

Kaza smiled widely at Shenron, high out of his mind.

"I don't know how to properly thank you for granting that wish. This body is really incredible," he gushed.

Shenron snorted, his expression unchanged.

"It is my duty and purpose. If there is no other thing that you desire, let me take my leave," he declared emotionlessly.

'Spoken like a true plot device'

"Not yet!" Kaza affirmed, his voice deeper and louder than before.

He shook his head for the nth time today, trying to gather his focus which refused to stay in one place.

'I have to ask for the obvious'

"I wish for 1000 tons of gold. Neatly arrange them in a pyramid of golden bars by the entrance of the Time Chamber," he requested.

Money. What more needed to be said? Having a tremendous stock of currency would make Kaza's life even easier.

'I still want a job though'

He wasn't planning on becoming an unemployed bum. His job would just be for fulfillment and not necessity.

'Gold is also better than Zeni'

Gold was a more flexible and universal currency that anybody on any planet would be happy to have as opposed to Earth's local means of exchange.

"As you have requested," Shenron repeated.

Another mighty arc of deep golden energy rushed out from above his body, streaming through the air towards the Connecting Building. The magical energy bolt landed next to the sand timer on the right.

It took the shape of a 10 foot tall, 60 foot wide pyramid, the golden bars neatly stacked on top of each other.

Kaza's grin deepened as the gold bars glistened in unison. A thick happiness brewed within his chest. The high was too intense. He could only imagine it was like what hard drugs was like, although he didn't have any experience.

"Alright Shenny," he started, his speech threatening to slur. "I want a... MILLION! Senzu beans, all in... like a big box!" he said, his focus shattered.

Shenron's emotionless visage cracked and a small smile formed, a thick exhale accompanying his words.

"As you have requested"

An additional mighty arc of dense golden energy shot out of from Shenron's body. This time it landed right beside Kaza, forming a plain uncovered industrial-sized container of Senzu Beans.

"Awesome!" Kaza exclaimed, jumping triumphantly in the air.

In a smooth intuitive motion, he floated towards the container, squatting by the edge and placing a Senzu Bean slowly in his mouth.

His eyes flew open.

He floated higher up as fast as he could, a clear white aura reverberating intensely around him. The pressure from his body kicked the air into a frenzy, the sound echoing through the chamber.

"This is incredible!" he exclaimed loudly with renewed focus.

A dense full-feeling tingled in his stomach, like he was on the verge of over-eating. His mind snapped back to full form as his bio-chemical energy reserves were thoroughly replenished, the excess evaporating into his dense aura.

Immediately afterwards, Shenron's body began to fizzle, dematerializing into fluid gold energy.

"Wait!!! Already?!" Kaza exclaimed.

His brows furrowed until he considered how energy intensive it must have been to materialize so much matter from thin air.

A low regal rumble echoed through the Time Chamber as a beam of golden energy fell down onto the Dragon Balls, in the reverse motion of before. All seven of them dimmed but didn't quite turn to stone, however their magical luster was certainly lost.

'It would have been nice to have more wishes but this much is fine, I guess. Now I can move onto Phase 2,' Kaza thought, floating back down to the ground.

He exhaled gently, extending out his right arm and concentrating on his palm. Under the weight of his focus, his flesh began to gloop, a chocolate brown circular mass slowly protruding upward.

POP!

With a wet sound, the flesh orb separated from his body and floated in the air, totally suspended. He closed his eyes and intensified his concentration, the brown orb immersed fully with dense white energy.

In the same moment, the orb began to stretch and contort, wiggling and writhing for a few seconds before rapidly expanding. It swiftly took the shape of a man, developing into a one to one clone of Kaza.

His jaw dropped.

"You can't be serious! Is that supposed to be me!?"

Kaza guffawed as he beheld his clone. He was a 6'8, dark-skinned youth with spiky black hair, two sharp bangs dramatically covering his eyes which were both a deep dark red that glowed, even behind the bangs.

His clone had beefy heavyweight muscle that spread uniformly out across his limbs, just large enough that he couldn't really be called lean. His features were super sharp and angular, a comically square jawline and chiseled cheekbones accompanied by sharp sword-like eyebrows.

Since Andoli had left, his attire had reverted back to poofy white Majin pants and brown boots, his muscular upper body completely bare.

He looked like he was ripped from a manga panel, drawn by hand.

"Wait..."Peak genetic traits?", surely he didn't interpret my wish like that!?" Kaza quickly deduced, reflecting on his wish.

When wording his wish like that, he had intended to optimize his new body for combat function, gaining all the overpowered abilities the specific races he named.

Upon further consideration, his specific wording technically optimized for reproductive function, making him adopt the optimal aesthetic characteristics for mating with those races.

"Ehhhh!? How are you supposed to be!?" Kaza's clone questioned, pointing a finger at him accusingly.

'I guess the apple doesn't fall too far from the tree,' Kaza thought with a smile.

"Ahhh! Don't tell me our wish was interpreted like that!!? I wanted to be a better Cell! Not a male model!" his clone complained angrily.

Kaza couldn't disagree.

In his own opinion, it was better to be more plain-looking, as ordinary faces attracted less attention. Without exaggerating, his face was just too handsome, bound to be the subject of conversation for men and women alike.

"And the Dragon Balls are out of juice.... I guess we'll just have to put up with it for now," Kaza complained.

"In any case," Kaza's clone started, shaking his head. "The plan is to mass produce clones, right? That way we can farm as much combat experience as possible, as fast as possible," he mused.

Kaza nodded his head in agreement.

"That's the idea, at the end of every day we'll fuse back together and accumulate all the experience we gained individually. Since a single Senzu Bean can sustain one of us for ten days, we should be able to fight at full power non-stop with only a single bean for a day straight," he added.

"But wouldn't it be more efficient to fuse every few hours or so? That way we can accumulate more fighting experience in less time," his clone asked.

"At a certain point, we would end up doing more splitting and fusing than actual training," Kaza answered. "It's probably simpler if we do a full 24 hours of training before fusing again," he continued.

"In that case, how many clones should we split off into?"

"About fifty or so thousand? Remember, the gravity and temperature fluctuates more rapidly as you get further away from the Connecting Building. At a certain point, it's not really worth it to go so deep into the chamber but we should still try and make as many clones as possible," Kaza explained, adding his rationale.

"I think that makes sense, let's get to it then!"

His clone concentrated, a clear white aura clinging to his skin as tens of chocolate brown flesh orbs shot out from his upper body at once, suspended in the air.

"With this exploit, we'll be really strong in no time," Kaza declared, watching more clones form in the air.