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Chapter 1736 No.352: It’s too late to start to grow your brain now
As expected, I said goodbye.

Although he finally got to meet the human youth who seemed to resonate with him and with whom he should have a few words, seeing that the other party seemed to be busy with something, Jesmon still chose to respect him.

At the same time, he himself heard the 'voice' again.

The broken rhythm echoed in his heart and the sharp tremor passed by his ears. Although it was so subtle that it could be completely regarded as an illusion, he still caught it.

Jesmon will never miss any sign of mutation and chaos.

"Maybe it's a common trait." Watching the other party rushing away surrounded by three sword spirits and disappearing without a trace, Omer thoughtfully thought of the only two guys in the agency who did not travel with the group.

Not to mention the blue-haired boy who is still a high school student in his own world, the guy who is still a super agent is also patrolling the computer world every day without a break.

"Guys with Justice in their names never rest."

I should find a chance to arrange a meeting between these two guys later... Putting this spur-of-the-moment idea aside for the time being, Omer turned around and saw Takumi Aiba waving his arms like a traffic policeman, directing several huge Digimon that needed to bend over or even crawl to get out of the portal to come and take their positions.

Dark Battle Greymon, with its large body despite its restricted data, is a silent and powerful Ultimate Digimon that is like a killing machine.

Final Crossbow Garurumon, also known as the Cannon Steel Dog, is a subspecies of MetalGarurumon and an Ultimate Digimon with even greater firepower than the latter.

RustyGiantdramon is a new Digimon that was reconstructed from the framework data of InfiniteDramon. Its framework itself is destined to be a huge body with a basic height of more than ten meters. Its appearance can be described as a rusty SteelGiantdramon, which is also the Red Steel Dragon that is close to the Super Ultimate Form, and whose evolutionary route has only been explored recently but is extremely difficult to reproduce.

"You...wait a moment!!"

"Eh?"

Takumi Aiba, who was still urging the Red Rust Dragon Beast to make some effort to get out like a midwife, was suddenly dragged to another place by his brother. He had to ask the other person to wait first.

"What's wrong? Isn't it about efficiency?"

"Is it so efficient?" Omar looked at the Red Rust Dragon Beast who was being looked at by Beizi beside him without saying a word. "The ultimate combination that prioritizes firepower? Your way of assisting in the investigation is not to drive more heavy firepower to destroy everything, right?"

"And how did you create that guy? Wasn't it said to be a 'Red Dragon of Steel that has survived since the creation of the world and is in charge of destruction'?"

"Wow! Have you read the last issue of the digital magazine? I thought I had to introduce it to you from the beginning." Takumi was a little surprised.

“How could I not pay attention to something that looks like a three-style machine dragon? I still remember that it was a combination of Mugendramon and Aegisdramon.”

"In fact, you can also try Machine Tyrannosaurus and Orange Guramon," the red-haired scout said excitedly, "The route is feasible, but there has been no successful case so far."

"You didn't make it either."

"No."

"Don't mention the unsuccessful ones. You also used the Holy Shielddramon to merge, right?"

"It failed twenty-six times. Fortunately, the failure of a Digimon's fusion evolution will not cause too much loss. It's really not easy for me to ensure that I am in sync with you."

"I'm so happy that I've achieved this. I've always believed that this kind of fusion evolution requires the right time, place and people."

"I should have a share of the right time, right place, and right people, right?" Aiba Takumi put his hands on his hips and raised his eyebrows. "It's not that hard to walk the path that others have walked. It's nothing more than persistence. You don't think Red Rust is a unique Digimon, do you?"

He said, waving and glancing at his brother's Digimon partner.

"Even the Seven Demon Kings themselves are not the only ones."

"You're talking as if Beizi used to be Lilithmon, or some sissy Beelzebub? If you want to disgust her, I won't stand with you."

"I'm talking about the demon beasts she provoked. She was able to face the demon beasts and escape unscathed without having the characteristics of a mortal sin. She must be hiding something. Do you dare to say that you know her well enough?" "I dare say I'm on the way. Also, you don't think our conversation is muted, right? She can hear it all."

"That's true. I saw her glaring at me. It's a cruel world where even telling the truth will make people hate you. That's why I prefer to stay in the digital world."

"Don't think of aggression as a sign of social phobia. Your partners just don't attack you because they are either quiet or don't like to think."

"I think you're pretty aggressive, Omer."

"We are in a particularly turbulent period, so let's deal with this inefficient communication and thinking!" He put his palms together and clapped them hard. Omar turned around and glanced at the two-meter-long Belstar beast that had come close to him and had "grown" at some point, then looked back again.

"Let's talk about your lineup selection again. We don't need firepower that can directly destroy other people's bases. It is difficult to ensure stable mimicry with such a large amount of data, unless you can come up with a technology that is more efficient than those two badges."

"Eh? I want to show you my other partners."

“…I’ll look at it later.”

This kind of enthusiasm of "Brother, look at the lineup of my team!" is still very much in his memory. Little Omer understands it, but the resentful gaze behind him is getting more and more direct, so he has to find a way to end the topic faster: "Now we just need to keep in touch with Jesmon and call him when necessary. Anyway, he can always sense the signs of changes here, right?"

"The abnormal network status of Tianmen City is definitely related to the digital world, and the most likely cause is obviously in this dark area - don't tell me you haven't thought about this aspect."

"Of course I did, but that's why we think they're planning something in the main world," Aiba Takumi said as he carefully walked around Omar. To be more precise, he tried to avoid Belstarmon, who was bending over and looking down at everyone like an eight-foot-tall man. After taking a few steps, he quickened his pace. "Anyway, I'll go talk to my friends first and replace them with another team of Digimon that can assist with the investigation and disguise, right?"

"Yeah, you'd better hurry up, from what I hear that store won't be open for long."

After calling out to him from afar, Omer raised his hand to scratch his itchy forehead, then took two steps forward and turned around to look...

Look at the unhappy purple eyes above the two huge treasure chests that block the view.

"What are you doing again?"

As an Ultimate Digimon, and also a Digimon whose data is normally compressed, Belstarmon's normal height can fluctuate between 1.7 and 1.8 meters, but this entire body shape can also be adjusted based on the amount of data.

If she relaxes a little, she can become the tall figure of an eight-foot-tall adult. If she relaxes further, she will become a hybrid Titan. If she relaxes completely, she will become a giant girl, which is the size that a battle-hardened ultimate form should have.

Of course, a huge body will not only increase its power, but also make it easy to become a slow target, so if it is not facing an equally huge enemy, Belstarmon would rather appear as a compressed version.

It would be even more convenient to just degenerate and walk as a witchmon, which would be more comfortable.

But now, she may feel that being a little taller and being able to overlook or even block the light that could shine on her partner is more suitable for her current needs.

Like a sense of oppression or something...

"That guy is saying bad things about your partner! Why don't you speak up for me and continue chatting with him instead of caring about your partner?"

"?" However, the Omer puppet did not feel any sense of oppression, and just looked at her three eyes with some surprise, which seemed to have no acting elements. "It should be me, not you, who has become a child's mind. Where did Ms. Belstarmon pick up this awkward heart that belongs to humans?"

"Is it human? Shouldn't caring for your partner be the most basic and common thing?"

"It is indeed the foundation, but the standard for measurement is not here. Otherwise, look over there, how Takumi and his friends get along with each other with tolerance."

"You just said that they tolerate him because they are quiet and don't like to think."

"..."

But you don't like to think.