It Turns Out That Bojack And The Others Are Just Fodder For Cellulite—Renkai’s Mecha Unit Devours the Cosmic Threat

The air crackled with tension as Selu vanished, a green blur streaking toward Gogoa. Before the pirate could blink, Selu's fist sank into his gut. Gogoa gagged, blood spraying as he crumpled, knees hitting the dirt—combat power 1.8 billion snuffed out in one blow. BoJack's gang froze, but Selu didn't pause. He seized Gogoa's limp form and hurled it toward Cell.

Cell caught the body with a grin, tongue flicking out. In a grotesque shimmer, Gogoa shrank into a water-blue carrot. Cell popped it into his mouth, crunching like a beast devouring prey. The Z Fighters flinched, King Kai's jaw dropped, and BoJack's crew recoiled, scalps prickling with dread.

"Ha!" Cell roared, fists clenching as energy erupted—a brief quake rattling the plateau. Cell: 5.1 billion (complete). His mini-form shed its stunted shell, face now human-like, joy lighting his eyes as he surpassed Perfect Cell's 4.4 billion.

"He's complete!" Gohan gasped, the group's memories of their Cell flashing raw.

Vegeta's voice cut through, grim. "That's Renkai's game—BoJack's gang are just fodder to juice up his Cells!"

"Stronger than our Cell," Goku added, awe and unease warring in his tone.

King Kai muttered to the Kaios, "They're villains, sure, but… fodder?" The Western Kai smirked. "Tell Renkai that, not us." King Kai's forced laugh betrayed his fear—no one challenged the man feeding pirates to androids.

BoJack's arrogance cracked, Zanjia's bravado faltered, and Buchin and Bido trembled. Without their boss, they'd have bolted for the ship. Renkai, lounging on his recliner, ignored the stares and tapped his detector—confirming Cell's leap. He nodded to Selu. "Why're you all standing around? Move."

Selu dropped his crossed arms, striding toward the gang. BoJack barked, "Zanjia, Buchin, Bido—together!" The trio hesitated, dread palpable, but obeyed. Zanjia's silk threads lashed out, snaring Selu in a transparent web.

BoJack roared, clothes shredding as muscles bulged. BoJack: 4 billion (burst). "Now, boss!" Zanjia cried, strain in her voice. "He's breaking free!" BoJack charged—not at Selu, but the ship, abandoning his crew.

"Boss!" Zanjia wailed, despair echoing from Buchin and Bido. Selu's eyes flashed with disappointment. "Done playing." He snapped the threads like cobwebs, vanishing—then reappearing with a flurry of blows. Zanjia, Buchin, and Bido hit the ground, dazed and broken.

BoJack sprinted, ship in sight, freedom tantalizingly close—until he screamed, collapsing in agony. Siru's telekinesis—Chiaotzu's gift—locked him down, 4 billion powerless against 4.2. The gang, battered and bound, was dragged before Renkai.

They knelt, trembling, BoJack's defiance gone, replaced by pleading stares. Renkai sighed, feigning indecision. "BoJack later—you three, rock-paper-scissors."

BoJack exhaled, relieved to be spared—for now. Zanjia, Buchin, and Bido blinked, stunned. They played: Zanjia and Bido threw scissors, Buchin cloth. Buchin groaned, Zanjia and Bido smirked—until Renkai winked at Cell.

Cell's fist crashed into Buchin, pummeling him to the brink of death. "Silu," Renkai said, "he's yours." Silu's tail needle gleamed, gratitude in his voice. "Thank you, Lord Renkai!" He stabbed Buchin's broken form, absorbing him with a wet slurp. Silu: 4.5 billion (complete). The ground quaked again as Silu evolved, first-stage shedding for perfection.

Zanjia paled, clutching Bido, her victory hollow—her fate teetered on Renkai's whim. "Cruel," Piccolo muttered, Kami's empathy clashing with the horror. Silu lacked rabbit cells—no carrots here, just raw consumption. Renkai's choice of primal Cells made sense—why bother with finesse when terror sufficed?

"Now you're all complete," Renkai said, smirking. Siru's jaw tightened—his 4.2 billion, once tops, now lagged behind Cell's 5.1 and Silu's 4.5. He'd led the pack with 17 and 18, but these cosmic feasts flipped the hierarchy. Yet dissent never crossed his mind—Renkai's clones ensured absolute loyalty.

Siru eyed BoJack, the juiciest prize, and the shivering Zanjia and Bido. Appetite flared, but he restrained it, turning to Renkai. "Lord Renkai, what of the rest?"

The plateau fell silent, all eyes on Renkai—Z Fighters grappling with the brutality, Kaios balancing relief and revulsion, BoJack's gang awaiting their doom.

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