Shenron’s Call: The Ultimate Cheat Awaits!

"Ding! Dear master, [Shenron System] is at your service!"

"Ding! Seven Dragon Balls have been scattered across the Dragon Ball world!"

Renkai never thought stepping outside to buy a pack of gum would turn into a nightmare. One second, he was walking down the street, left foot, right foot, thinking about which flavor to get. The next? Boom. Time travel.

No warning. No explanation. Just sudden, absolute darkness. It was the kind of blackness that made him question if his eyes were even open. He waved a hand in front of his face—nothing. No sound, no light, no ground beneath him. It was like floating in the middle of nowhere.

"What the hell?! How far did I get sent?" he thought, trying to process what had just happened. He forced himself to stay calm. Panicking wouldn't help, but his situation was ridiculous. He had only stepped out for gum! Why did it feel like he had been thrown into some kind of cosmic garbage dump?

Then another thought hit him. His cousin.

Not long ago, his cousin had gone out to pick up a package. Simple, right? Except he never came back. No messages, no goodbyes—just gone. Vanished without a trace. At the time, Renkai thought it was some kind of accident or crime. But now, standing (or floating?) in this endless darkness, he had to wonder.

"Did he go through this too?"

The thought sent a chill down his spine. Then, something even more annoying crossed his mind. He had been so focused on the craziness of time travel that he completely forgot one important thing—he really wanted that gum.

He instinctively reached into his pocket. Nothing. "Oh, come on!" he groaned, rubbing his temples. Frustrated, he finally shouted into the void, "Hey, Tongzi! Couldn't you have waited until I bought my gum before throwing me through time?!"

"Ding! Master's feedback has been noted. The system will optimize its timing in the future!"

Renkai's eye twitched. "In the future?!" he muttered. "You mean this is gonna happen again?!" Whoever or whatever this "system" was, it was already getting on his nerves.

The [Dragon System] – The Ultimate Cheat

As Renkai stood (or floated) in the darkness, he focused on what the system had just said. The [Shenron System] was now his.

What did that mean? Well, the concept was simple—seven Dragon Balls were now spread across the Dragon Ball world. And when someone gathered them? They wouldn't be summoning some random wish-granting lizard. They'd be summoning him.

At that moment, he would transform into an all-powerful dragon, just like Shenron from Dragon Ball. He'd grant their wish, return to his human form, and officially enter the Dragon Ball world. But here was the real cheat code. Every wish he granted made him stronger.

Not just a little stronger. Not just some tiny stat boost. No, he absorbed everything from the wish-maker. Their strength. Their abilities. Their techniques. Their entire power level. And that wasn't even the craziest part. If a wish changed reality, he gained those changes too.

For example, if someone wished for immortality? Boom. Now he had immortality. If someone wished to be stronger than Beerus? Great! That power belonged to him now, too. Which meant… If someone like Zeno summoned him and wished for something insane, his power level would instantly surpass the gods.

And unlike the original Shenron, he had no restrictions. In Dragon Ball, there were always annoying limits on wishes. Some people couldn't be revived. Some souls were lost forever. If someone had already been revived once, well—tough luck.

But Renkai?

He could bring back anyone. Even if they had been reincarnated. Even if Zeno had erased them. Even if an entire universe was wiped from existence, he could restore it.

This was power beyond logic. Of course, there was one catch. He couldn't make a wish for himself. But honestly? Who cared? When you could just grant someone's wish and steal their power in the process, who needed self-made wishes?

And this was only the basic function of the [Shenron System].

Trapped in the Void

Time didn't seem to exist here. Was it seconds? Minutes? Hours? He had no clue. The only thing he knew was that he was still alive. "Tongzi, do you know where my cousin is?"

Silence. "Can I return to my original world?" Still nothing. "WHEN am I getting out of here?!" Renkai's patience snapped. If this continued any longer, he was going to lose his mind.

"Ding! The seven Dragon Balls have been gathered! Someone is summoning the master!"

His eyes widened. "Finally! I'm getting out of here!" A grin spread across his face. The Dragon Ball world was about to get one hell of a surprise. A brilliant golden light burst around him.

And just like that—he was gone.

749 A.D. – Earth

Beyond the snow-capped mountains, a dense forest stretched endlessly. A single road cut through the trees, leading to a heavily guarded base. And above that fortress? A bold red flag, fluttering in the wind, with two white letters: "RR."

The Red Ribbon Army. Feared. Ruthless. Unstoppable. But today? Today, they were about to meet something far beyond their understanding.

Inside the Red Ribbon Army Headquarters

In the heart of the fortress, a tall man sat behind a desk, twirling a small golden orb between his fingers. Marshal Black. The one-eyed leader of the Red Ribbon Army.

He had just received an urgent report. A UFO was approaching at high speed. Did he look concerned? Not even a little. Underneath his eyepatch, his expression was unreadable. But inside? He was ecstatic.

Because in his hands, he held a Two-Star Dragon Ball. A few days ago, it had mysteriously appeared in the forest outside their base. He had picked it up while hunting, and the moment he saw it, he knew.

The legendary Dragon Balls—the ones that could grant any wish—were real. For years, he had sent his men across the world searching for them. And now? He had one.

But that wasn't all. Something strange happened when he held it. He could feel the locations of the other Dragon Balls. Six of them. All moving. Heading straight for him.

No legend had ever mentioned this ability. But it didn't matter. Because now, he didn't have to search for them. They were coming straight to him.

Marshal Black smirked. "Six Dragon Balls, delivered right to my doorstep? Don't mind if I do." His lifelong wish was about to come true. But deep down, he knew—whoever had collected six Dragon Balls this quickly was not someone to take lightly.

Which is why, without hesitation, he barked an order. "Full security lockdown! Prepare for battle!"

The Red Ribbon Army had gone up against entire nations before. But this time? They had no idea what they were up against.

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