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NO.388 is a big problem

It has been said that Digimon that died in the Dark Area often find it difficult to enjoy the minimum living allowance of Digimon in the Main World - reincarnation in the form of Digi-Eggs, and some powerful ones can even retain some of their memories.

When their digital cores are severely damaged and cannot be healed, all the data that makes them up will collapse and scatter, turning into the basic units that make up this world, completing a cycle of giving back to the world and then waiting for the world to nourish them.

But there are exceptions to everything.

Digimon that are able to stand among the Seven Great Demon Lords often have a large enough amount of information accumulated and are too closely connected to the "Crown of Sin".

However, the "Crown of Sin" is a powerful authority that can be transferred, inherited, and even usurped.

This also means that the Digimon that are the seven demon lords can make a fuss about the transfer of authority.

Keep the core information to take over the bodies of the younger generation, or to educate the younger generation;

Preserve the compressed data to strengthen future generations, or feed back to the Gate of Sin, allowing it to go one step further in its function as an incubation pool and reproduce the legendary record: When all the emblems light up, the Super Demon King of the Eighth Eye will appear.

Omer and the others did not know whether Lilithmon.X had taken this into consideration when she died.

However, the special status and theoretical usefulness of the "Crown of Sins" in the dark area are not difficult to discover.

Because whether official or private, people in the Terra Federation whose work and interests are related to the digital world are engaged in a lot of investigation, research and communication.

Whether good or evil, whether legal or illegal.

From Digimon to the Digital World, and then dividing the Digital World into the Main World, the Other World, and the Dark Area which exists as the dark side - the Federation has been studying the Digital World for more than two hundred years. By now, many secrets that even the local Digimon don't know have been made clear, and they have also found out rumors and past events that even they themselves don't know whether they are true or not.

But this is another topic about connections.

Although there have always been people who make a living by studying the digital world, and there is a certain degree of information exchange between the legal and illegal groups, this does not mean that you can successfully monopolize all the above results.

In the end, it all depends on who can be contacted on both sides and how much intelligence can be obtained from them.

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In the circle of researchers in the digital field, Omer Linton himself obviously has nothing much to say, but he is originally just an assistant in a consulting position. The real key is obviously the two cyber detective brothers and sisters who have to worry about network crises even when playing on the beach.

And the director who sits firmly in the office behind them.

Although she is obsessed with some incomprehensible coffee drinks, when it comes to actually working, her efficiency is no slower than Omer.

Although the specific manifestation is to open screens in the office, make phone calls everywhere, and then go to the digital world to find some Digimon for interviews. Then, relying on the gains, go to call some people again, and drive out to find people for interviews - chat with one person, change the place to chat, chat with a group of people, and repeat this cycle.

But that's how the secret information was collected.

If it were someone else, they might have to add a little bit of fighting involved, rely on force to build authority, and use authority to carry out a round of persuasion using both kindness and force, but Kyouko Murumi didn't need that.

As the guardian of the Aiba siblings and the director of the Mukai Detective Agency, there are very few people in the industry who don't know her, and no one would force her to "prove her ability."

"So you should tell them to pay special attention to the Gate of Sin. Although Lilithmon.X's death was very natural, it was still too easy anyway."

"Eh? Aren't you overly worried, Omo-kun? With the team configuration of Takumi and I at the time, it would be strange if that guy didn't die, not to mention your partner sister who was dressed so shabbily."

"Hey! Why don't you call me brother at this time?"

"Although Belstarmon.X's outfit does have a strong visual impact, it is better to either call him by his name or use a more plain adjective."

Omer held his forehead and glanced at the witchmon in the distance whose broom was being pulled off by Shinjo Akane, then turned back and said, "I don't want to repeat what I have said before. A natural development in terms of battlefield allocation does not mean it is reasonable in strategic terms."

"Barbamon.X was watching the whole time but only offered a token helping hand."

"Isn't it because you've faced the reality? I don't think he can stop us even if he makes his move." She is full of confidence in everyone and in the Digimon she has trained herself.

"Of course there is nothing wrong with this understanding..." "What do you mean by this understanding? Brother Omer, you haven't seen how everyone fought before. Do we want to have a Digimon battle?"

Although the most noteworthy thing at that time should be Jesmon, who still had potential power that had not been used, she did not think that the partnership between her brother, herself and Omer was necessarily inferior to that of the Royal Knights, so there was nothing to say about it.

But Omer seemed not to believe everyone, so she couldn't help but argue with the other party's words.

"No, I believe in everyone's fighting power. Um...ah, I think it was my way of expressing myself. I apologize for that. However, what we are talking about here is a strategic issue, and it is also based on the concept of the beginning of a world crisis. We need to be cautious. I hope you two can convey this truthfully. Okay?"

"Why make it so exaggerated? I understand what you're saying. Yami sometimes gets too serious about things like this." Aiba Takumi, who is obsessed with combat power but doesn't care about his acquaintances' evaluation of his combat power, just patted his sister on the shoulder and promised Omar, "I will definitely pass on my message to you, but is there no problem with your side?"

"what do you mean?"

"You're a trainer, right?" Takumi looked at the blue sky and the distant woodland in the background of Omer's video call with a subtle look, unlike Yami who was staring at Omer's collarbone. "Going to that beach shouldn't be considered a vacation, but a change of work location, right?"

"That's true, but it still feels more like a vacation," Omar was very frank on this point, not saying anything. "I'm a little disappointed that you guys are returning to the digital world so soon. Miss Xingzi clearly said that you two could stay here for a few more days."

"That's right! At least stay one more day!" Slapping her brother's hand on her shoulder, Aiba Ami yelled at him angrily, then turned back to look at the screen, "I missed the normal version of the swimsuit Omo-ge! Did Akane-chan and the others take pictures? Omo-ge, will you guys post updates? I said post it on your secondary account!"

She knew that Omer and his friends' main account had become a public account, which had become a ruthless notification and forwarding machine, and would not contain many private speeches and photos.

But her speech still made Omer silent for a moment and asked: "What do you want to say?"

"Abs! Omer usually wears too much! I want to see Omer's swimsuit body! Or you can step back a little to make the picture more... Oops!"

"Alright, alright, stop being a hooligan," interrupted the good brother who quickly pushed his sister aside. His usual sunny and cheerful smile became a little stiff. "But Omer, you should pay more attention to your work. We will definitely do our best to investigate the abnormal situation in the digital world. You should focus more on your work."

"Of course, but why do you keep emphasizing this..." Omar didn't finish his words. He turned around with an epiphany and saw two little girls approaching him on tiptoe.

Although they are little girls normally, they are now obviously very small. When the two of them were frozen, Omar immediately turned around and clarified: "It's the potion. They shrunk because of the medicine. Don't think too much!"

"Ah, well, you're the same as you were yesterday, I know..."

"Your words are normal but your eyes keep wandering."

"Anyway, take care of your work first. We'll hang up here for now. We'll contact you if we find anything new!"

After saying that, he hung up the phone, letting Omar raise his hand and twist his nose, then turned back to look at the two girls who slowly moved in front of him.

"It's not my fault, Guinea Pig-kun!"

Before he could even open his mouth, the little brown-haired girl spoke first, as if she had predicted what Omer would say.

The black-haired girl next to her was even more embarrassed: "…I'm sorry, trainer, I didn't expect to cause this kind of trouble."

"……fine…"

The eleven or twelve-year-old pony girl made such an aggrieved expression, which naturally made Omar pat her little head silently.

"It's probably because of what he saw and heard on the beach yesterday that his thoughts are not stable right now. It's really not your fault."

Speed: "That's what I mean."

"But you have a problem!"

Omar squatted down and pulled the face of the little Suzi who was obviously taking advantage of the fact that he had no training schedule today and dared to drink the medicine abruptly.

Brothers, there are only 28 days in this month, remember to vote for the monthly ticket, the guild war will end early

(End of this chapter)