One month.
Two months.
Three months…
Three months had passed since Son Gohan ate a Senzu Bean and recovered his arm. They had been inside the Hyperbolic Time Chamber for six months now, with less than a year and a half remaining.
During this half-year, Son Gohan still hadn't found a way to break through to Super Saiyan 2. He could only maintain the full-power state of Super Saiyan. Although he hadn't made any breakthroughs in his level, his base battle power had increased quite a bit.
But no matter how much it increased, he still couldn't overwhelm Cell without breaking through to Super Saiyan 2.
Son Gohan kept trying hard, but to no avail.
He tried using anger to push himself to Super Saiyan 2. He thought about the pain he had suffered in the past, which did make him angry many times, but he couldn't take it any further each time. In fact, as he got angrier, the effect of this method weakened.
In a sense, it was desensitization.
Son Gohan used to get angry when he thought about the damage the Androids had caused in the past, but now it allowed him to easily calm down.
This was, in a way, quite frustrating.
In a certain sense, Son Gohan's state was understandable. After all, the Android crisis in the future had been resolved, and a beautiful future awaited him. With such anticipation, and the fact that this world was ultimately just a passing phase for them, how could he truly become enraged enough to break through to Super Saiyan 2?
Since anger wouldn't work.
Ling An had Son Gohan try to stimulate his S-Cells to see if he could break through, but Ling An only knew about S-Cells from hearsay. She hadn't delved into them deeply in her previous life. In this situation, Son Gohan was completely clueless, like a fly bumping around, unsure how to utilize S-Cells to achieve a breakthrough.
This put them in a deadlock.
"If he just keeps training step by step, he might be able to break through to Super Saiyan 2, but there's no telling how long that would take."
Ling An stroked her chin, deep in thought.
In the original story, after the Cell Games, both Son Goku and Vegeta trained to the level of Super Saiyan 2. Son Goku even advanced to Super Saiyan 3. So, with normal training, she could break through as well.
But the problem remained: time.
"Tomorrow is the special annual benefit. I hope the special benefit I get tomorrow will help Son Gohan."
Looking at Son Gohan, who was still diligently training in the sky, Ling An thought to herself.
With each passing day of signing in, another year had gone by. Tomorrow she would receive the system's special annual benefit. Ling An was very much looking forward to it, because sometimes the special benefits could yield incredible things.
The most recent time she received a boost in combat power, and because of that skill, she could instantly have power exceeding a normal Super Saiyan 2. And with her constant growth in base combat power, reaching Super Saiyan 3 in the future wouldn't be impossible.
As for the benefits she had received before, the healing skill didn't need to be mentioned. It was equivalent to having many more lives. Perhaps the Martial Artist's memory was slightly inferior, but in a certain sense, it was precisely because of that Martial Artist's memory that she didn't just have power but was also able to use it.
Therefore, the special benefits one can obtain are basically all useful, it's just a matter of degree.
If possible, Ling An naturally hoped to directly obtain the power of a God of Destruction, or even an Angel, or even Zen-Oh. In that case, someone like Cell, Buu, or Goku Black wouldn't even need Son Gohan to worry about; she could just take him and fly.
Unfortunately, while such a possibility might exist, it was also likely almost nonexistent. Ling An still couldn't figure out where the system's upper limit lay.
Ling An took out the food Kami and the others had prepared. It wasn't delicious, only enough to sustain their training, but neither Son Gohan nor Ling An minded. After all, in a certain sense, it was also part of the training.
Ling An had gotten used to all sorts of unappetizing things while hiding in the basement in the future timeline. She was already accustomed to it. Don't think that after she saved Son Gohan, she was able to enjoy meat cans alone for a long time; that was basically only possible after her strength had slightly improved. In the beginning, it was already good enough if she could eat her fill, let alone eat meat.
They had both suffered, and even though life had returned to normal, she wouldn't find it difficult to accept eating something that wasn't very tasty.
"Gohan, how was your training today? Any progress?"
This was a daily routine. It wasn't that she didn't know about Son Gohan's progress; after all, her strength far surpassed Son Gohan's. It wasn't difficult for her to see if Son Gohan had made progress, not to mention she had the system.
The reason for asking like this was simply to give Son Gohan some feedback on his training. Through this feedback, Son Gohan could also actively share the results of his day's training, and then the two of them could review it together. They could identify areas of progress to maintain and areas needing improvement.
If Son Gohan were alone, he might review it in his mind, but reviewing alone inevitably had some oversights. It was still not as effective as discussing it together.
As lazy as Ling An was, she could still discuss and guide Son Gohan in this area. Moreover, her laziness was expressed in her dislike of getting hurt and feeling pain after fighting others, but as a former male, how could she possibly dislike fighting itself?
Besides, the memories of a Martial Artist she had gained, and the strength she could feel after obtaining such power, were enough for her to guide Son Gohan's training.
Even if the effect wasn't as good as Son Goku's, it was enough for Son Gohan at this moment.
The two of them ate while reviewing and discussing. The review results were the same as usual. Son Gohan's progress existed, but it wasn't much. Or rather, his base combat power had increased, but he remained remarkably stable in the Super Saiyan One state.
However, Son Gohan wasn't discouraged, or rather, he had already made up his mind to continue training hard. As for whether he could break through, he could only wait and see. After all, this situation had been going on for more than half a year, and he didn't care much anymore. Anyway, he would continue training like this, and if he could break through, he would. Not being too concerned sometimes led to unexpected results.
After finishing their meal, the two of them went to find places to rest.
Time ticked by, minute by minute, until twenty-four hours had officially passed. Ling An abruptly opened her eyes and said to the system in her mind, "Give me today's critical hit! Also, don't forget to give me this time's special benefit!"
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