Multiverse Share: 36 Worlds at the Same Time

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As soon as everyone gathered, Ottoman Renzo excitedly laid out his grand plan.

By the time he was done, the group was left speechless.

"So basically... you're turning the whole 'unite the world' thing from normal difficulty to baby mode? Where's the challenge in that? Still, I guess there's no point dragging it out. It's inevitable."

Everyone just nodded.

Fairy Tail Renzo chimed in, "But that A.I idea is really good. But make another A.I that oversee the ruling A.I."

"Just for safety," he added.

Ottoman nodded.

"Then we're good," Fairy Tail Renzo said, nodding. "So your path is basically a combo of empire-building and tech, huh?"

"Yeah, but," Ottoman Renzo said, "now that I've got so many power systems to reference, I think I can create a fast-track martial arts method for training an elite army. I'll use stuff like the breathing techniques and Six Styles as the base."

"And with the amount of Sea King meat I can make, I could probably raise an entire army of human monsters."

The more he thought about it, the more excited he got.

That meat wasn't just rich in life force and vitality—it was perfect for training the body. 

"It could work," Fairy Tail Renzo agreed. "Just don't go overboard. Your mental power is still limited. Plus, you've got other projects—like developing high-yield crops, machines, and factory equipment. All of that takes a serious toll on our mental energy."

Ottoman nodded in agreement. "Then I'll start with a test group. Maybe train a hundred first and see how it goes. If it doesn't scale well, I'll ask some of the science-types to cook up a high-energy, nutrient-dense supplement. Shouldn't be too hard for them."

Fairy Tail Renzo gave him a look. "You're seriously planning to turn your own people into lab rats and tech monkeys? Be careful, or you'll get jumped."

Ottoman just waved him off. "Come on, how is that using them? If I build up OUR Empire, everyone benefits. It's a win-win."

"Uhh.... I could give that nutrient supplement thing a try," Dragorr (Dragon Ball Renzo) suddenly offered.

"Huh?" Ottoman raised an eyebrow. "Aren't you the guy leeching off Bulma? You actually have skills? You picked up something other than 'look pretty and mooch'?"

He and Fairy Tail immediately dove into Dragorr's memory data, which they'd mostly skipped before.

What they saw made their jaws drop.

"Holy crap, you're legit!" Ottoman said, eyes lighting up. "I thought you were just riding coattails, but turns out you're a damn research genius!"

"My bad, my bad—much respect. Looks like we're gonna be working together a lot, brother. I've got a ton of infrastructure questions that I'll need help with."

Even though Ottoman now had access to the shared memories and abilities, that didn't mean he could immediately use them all effectively. It took time and experience to really make them his own.

And let's be real, the guy had too much on his plate to get hands-on with every little thing.

Dragorr, however, wasn't thrilled. "So now I'm your tool? Just make a shadow clone and do it yourself!"

He looked genuinely annoyed.

Back in his own world, he had no talent for martial arts at all. Even Master Roshi gave up on him. He'd been forced to quit training altogether.

But he never truly accepted that fate.

It wasn't just about getting stronger—it was survival. The Dragon Ball world was terrifying. If you didn't have power, you didn't even control your own life.

Look at how many people on Earth died.

But now things were finally looking up. His "cheat" had arrived, so of course he was going to throw himself into training.

Originally, his plan was to wait until Bulma built the Dragon Radar, then use the Dragon Balls to wish for martial arts talent. But now? That plan might need a little adjustment.

He still intended to make a wish, but now he was considering going for something even more ambitious—like wishing for Saiyan blood or Frost Demon blood.

Whether it'd actually work or not, he wouldn't know until he tried.

"C'mon, Shadow Clones aren't the same thing! And people aren't alike, you know? Help me out here! I won't take up too much of your time—I swear. We're all in this together! If you ever need help, I've got your back too!"

Ottoman gave him a big, innocent grin.

"…Fine. We'll see when the time comes," Dragorr replied, not exactly agreeing, but not turning him down either.

At that moment, Fairy Tail Renzo chimed in, "You're seriously impressive, Dragorr bro. To be acknowledged by Dr. Brief, Bulma's dad himself, as a scientific genius? That's huge! I bet Gundam Renzo is gonna be thrilled when he hears about this."

"He's always complaining we don't have enough scientific minds or worlds with high-tech abilities in the group."

"Up until now, almost all of our scientific advancements have come from him and his world's tech. The rest of us just used power systems from different universes to enhance those existing technologies in supernatural ways."

"But honestly, at their core, the tech didn't really get any stronger."

"Now though? Dragon Ball tech is no joke! Time machines, Capsule Corp's storage tech, artificial gravity devices, androids, advanced spaceships… The list goes on!"

"When Gundam hears about this, he's going to lose it. This could be the breakthrough he needs to kickstart real space colonization for Earth."

"Gundam, huh? That was a childhood dream of mine too," Dragorr said with a chuckle. "I always wanted to build Gundams or Iron Man-style suits, but I just never had the time. Too much to study, too much going on."

"But now? I can finally try building a few prototypes."

"Plus, I can integrate Capsule technology into them—imagine carrying your Gundam around in your pocket!"

"And on top of that, I could mix in some of the advanced black-tech from our world. I guarantee it'll push the Gundam's combat capabilities to a whole new level."

"Who knows? One day I might even be able to go toe-to-toe with Dragon Ball warriors… in a Gundam."

I mean, if Dr. Gero could create androids that brawled with Super Saiyans, anything's possible.

Still, Dragon Ball was a world where personal strength reigned supreme. No matter what tech he developed, training would always be his main focus.

"Heh, you could even try mixing in some magic," Fairy Tail Renzo said, clearly trying to pull him in. "I've already got a couple of Shadow Clones working on that side of things. We can grow together!"

Researching all of this alone was just too slow.

He'd originally wanted to recruit Gundam Renzo or Hermione to help out. But both were swamped lately.

Hermione was buried in studying alchemy, magic, and bloodline enhancement potions—especially the kind related to dragons.

Meanwhile, Gundam Renzo was deep in the middle of a war. He'd already formed alliances with Clyne's Faction, the Orb Union, and a few other groups.

His plan? To strategically wipe out the Blue Cosmos and ZAFT's more radical elements in the upcoming conflict.

Once that was done, he aimed to unify Earth and PLANT in preparation for humanity's leap into interstellar colonization.

And as for the old "coordinators vs naturals" issue?

Gundam Renzo had already cracked the code—his Adjuster Gene Enhancement Serum was complete.

No need for genetic engineering from the embryo stage anymore. Now, even regular humans could be injected and, after six months to a year of adjustment and adaptation, they'd undergo a full transformation.

With that, the wall between Naturals and Coordinators could finally come down for good.

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