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Chapter 1803 No.420: He never cared
[Bezer: Baelmon's status... I don't think there's much to say about it.
After all, it has never been injured or anything like that, and there will be no visible enhancement after fusing with the main body.]

[Omer: So what I’m asking is about the mentality, or the level of will]

【Bi Ze:?

How can I tell? I am not you.]

[Omer: Yes, and he knows it too]

[Bi Ze:? ]

【Omer: So, did he say anything to you? 】

[Bi Ze: Then he said too much... Oh, he said he had made up his mind, and said that I didn't have to follow him...]

His typing movements were slowed down by his memories, and before he could type out the words about his reactions and feelings, a unique sound like the sound effect of Ultraman transforming suddenly rang out.

When he turned his head, he saw his brother walking out from a rainbow vortex.

And that brother was staring at him with a serious face.

"You said he had made up his mind?"

"But...there's no need to react so strongly, right?"

He actually teleported directly into the room... Let's give some privacy to those brothers who have girlfriends! Although Zhuohua is definitely not here now...

"Shouldn't this be the right reaction to an important decision that could determine life or death?" Omar frowned.

He tried to ignore the various details that filled the bedroom and focus only on the young man in front of him who seemed to lack self-awareness.

In Omar's eyes, knowing what he is doing and the meaning behind the decisions that will affect the people around him are all part of the concept of "self-awareness", but just as he himself cannot always have it, he cannot expect others to reach that level better than himself.

After all, the essence of self-knowledge is also the complete mastery of intelligence.

People who cannot achieve omniscience will always have to deal with the unknown, and that unknown will often hinder the accuracy of your judgment, and thus make your "self-awareness" from a macro perspective an extremely high level that is difficult to reach.

This is also part of the source of his patience.

I am used to communicating with those who are not aware, and I am used to explaining to them the part that they cannot see clearly...

But he is still a young man.

The mind is still active and will still provide feedback to external stimuli, which will make the demon extra patient, but will still frown at some unacceptable feedback.

For example, Bi Ze’s embarrassed sigh.

No need for such a big reaction?
Is it necessary?

"The decision he made was a real inroad into the enemy camp."

Looking at his friend who didn't seem to think the situation was serious, the demon emphasized solemnly.

"There is still room for turning back from the previous cooperation with Great Dracomon, the acquisition of information on returning to the original body, and the lighting of the Gate of Sin - but when he said he had made up his mind, what was your choice?"

"I'll help him." Bize answered straightforwardly.

"That's why I reacted so strongly," Omer said, "Have you ever done a combat capability assessment?"

"Yes, I have!"

Bize raised his hand and grasped it, and a mechanical staff with black and gold patterns appeared. The top of the staff also had a deformation effect of four interlaced mechanical wings.

very cool.

After the transformation is completed, a faint outline of the light path expands and flashes away.

Very cool.

"Those of us who use magic wands will have our combat capability assessed regularly. If we don't, we won't even be eligible to renew our licenses!!"

Very excited.

"Is there a D-level rating?"

"… Still, there are still a few more versions to go…"

And then just like that, it withered.

The D-level assessment was used to correspond to the level of combat power in response to disasters at the provincial level when the concept of a nation first existed.

Even today when different languages ​​and cultural circles are divided by urban areas, this concept still exists and becomes the entry threshold for most ascenders to practice and pursue in order to leave the planet.

At the same time, it is often regarded as the watershed between amateur hobbies and professional main jobs.

People who exercise and practice in their spare time just to look cool and keep fit usually stop at level E. Those who can reach level D are either doing this for a living, or are extremely talented, or have a long life.

Mr. Bi, who does not meet any of the three criteria, has indeed not reached Grade D.

He finally began to realize what his brother was going to say next, and after the dry laugh he lowered his eyes and added cautiously, "But E-rank is enough to deal with Digimon, right..."

"Many Ultimates can't even reach E-rank..." "Do you think this is safe?"

Class E, in the past, was enough to cover a small urban area, and now it is also considered a village in the city, or a disaster that would endanger the survival of the entire community of Central Tresen. This is indeed something that some Ultimate Forms cannot do.

But that's 'some'.

'Some' and 'a lot' are actually two different concepts, and it is also proof that Bize has a bit of luck in his heart.

So his voice wasn't very confident when he answered Omer.

"Well, besides, Baelmon.X is here too. Why are you making it sound like I have to fight on my own?"

"Isn't it?" Omar asked coldly.

"Do you think you can evolve with him from the beginning and act as Beelzebumon X in a fused state?"

"Ah? Not possible?" Bize was stunned.

"Of course not..."

The other party's righteous question made Omar silent for a moment.

Silent in this justifiable optimism.

"Being in the dark data of the Demon King type for a long time is the same as being fused with a monster card for a long time. You will become more and more emotional over time, and when you realize that you have become a stranger, it is often when you have completely become a different person."

The data in the digital world can be easily reorganized.

This is the underlying logic of how the world operates.

The compressed digital code can repair any environmental damage by decompressing it, and can also serve as evolutionary food for Digimon to accumulate data.

What does this mean?

This means that all the food you love to eat can be broken down into atoms and molecules and reassembled into soil, minerals and even vegetation - this process does not require the intervention of any instruments or energy sources, it exists naturally and is a natural law that belongs only to that world.

When you're not in that world, you don't have to think too much.

But when you find yourself in that world, and even have to participate in another underlying logic of that world, you can forget about trying to deny that you are from another world.

You can't take that risk.

There have been cases of humans being in the dark realm among the characters in previous digital IPs, but they are not many.

What they have in common is that the struggle is extremely difficult and being rescued is a miracle.

Of course, different situations call for different solutions. The dark data has infected someone who is incurable - it's not like there's no hard and fast way to deal with it in the Federation. But do you really have to go through this when you could be safe and sound?

"Didn't you say...didn't you say you wanted to rely on fusion evolution to help?"

After digesting Omer's explanation, Bize felt a little at a loss.

"If I can't help, why did you tell me...tell me that I can help him..."

His thoughts were probably in a mess, and at the end he even lowered his voice and his eyes dropped to the table next to the two of them.

There, he didn't drink any of the Coke he had poured. After it had been left for a while, there was no longer any bubble to be seen. It seemed as if one could imagine the taste of it, which was completely worthless to drink.

There is no vitality at all, only sweetness left, which is the most meaningless even in sugar water.

“It made sense, didn’t it…?” he asked softly.

Grasp the logic that just came to mind.

"It was you who told me that that made me feel that I could help him. After all..."

During those days which were neither long nor short, I trusted his judgment countless times. Even my current living standard was largely dependent on the winning rate of Uma Musume he had suggested.

Omer Linton.

"You've never lied to me, have you?"

"I have cheated many times."

"Why did you answer so decisively?"

I burst into laughter. Seeing this bitch saying such nonsense so calmly, it would be hard for anyone to hold back, let alone Bize who never forces himself to hold back.

"Because we have to tell the truth at this time," Omer replied, "But I was not joking about what Balmon.X said, but your attitude was too casual, so I had to reiterate to you the danger and seriousness."

“…What do you mean?” Bi Ze was stunned, as if he had finally caught up with the other party’s pace and thought of the subtext of this sentence.

"From now on, you must strictly follow the instructions given, otherwise you will probably be a senior student for another year."

"? Why do you mention this?"

"?" Omar looked at him in surprise.

"Have you forgotten that you will take the college entrance examination next month?"