Digimon: I really didn't want to be the Digimon Emperor!

Chapter 83 A Chance Encounter with the Ancient Music Beast

"From now on, this computer will be your personal learning tool." Cheng Yuan patted his old-fashioned laptop, which had just been downloaded as an electronic tutorial for "Introduction to Algorithms".

The Gear Beast's red optical lens instantly lit up with excitement, and the mechanical gears involuntarily began to spin at high speed, making a "click-clack" sound.

After hesitating for a moment, it took out a bank card from the inner layer of the outer shell and carefully pushed it toward Cheng Yuan.

"Tsk...wages..." The gear-like beast's electronic voice trembled slightly. In its limited understanding, handing over its pay card to the tamer was a way to express loyalty.

"Take it back!" Cheng Yuan and his father shouted in unison, startling Cheng's mother who was busy in the kitchen.

Cheng Yuan gently pushed the bank card back in front of the Gear Beast: "In our family, your salary is yours. Save it carefully; you can use it to buy data to improve yourself later."

"Thank you... teacher..." The data stream of the Gear Beast fluctuated slightly, and the optical lens shone with a warm light.

"What kind of teacher is this? Calling me by my name like a little dog!"

Over the next few days, during the day, Cheng Yuan took the puppy beast to school for battle training courses, while the gear beast went to work at the factory with Cheng's father to continue its work of assembling precision parts.

In the evening, the three "students" squeezed into Cheng Yuan's room, each busy with their own things—Gear Beast focused on learning programming, Puppy Beast practiced playing Go with Holy Light Ball and Shadow Ball, while Cheng Yuan tutored Gear Beast and studied how to apply algorithms to optimize Puppy Beast's skills.

The Gear Beast has demonstrated an amazing talent for learning programming algorithms.

In just one week, it taught itself all the programming courses required for elementary school.

Even more amazingly, as knowledge accumulates, the amount of data within the Gear Beast grows exponentially—a growth rate far exceeding what one would expect from simply memorizing textbooks.

"The saying 'knowledge is power' is truly embodied in the Gear Beast," Cheng Yuan remarked, looking at the increasingly bright data stream on the Gear Beast's shell.

Knowledge is data, but the volume of data far exceeds the data itself.

Gear Beast's focus and dedication to programming have allowed it to progress at an astonishing pace. Cheng Yuan even suspects that he may have inadvertently discovered a programming genius.

Of course, this is inseparable from the Gear Beast's hard work—it studies until late at night almost every night, and its dark circles are so obvious that even its black shell can't cover them up.

This worried Cheng Yuan's family, as it might become the first Digimon to die from overworking.

"This can't go on." At dinner on Friday, Cheng's mother looked at the metal panda eyes of the gear beast and said with heartache, "Xiaoyuan, you have to find a way to help this child relax."

Therefore, the travel plans for Saturday were officially announced.

"No studying today!" Cheng Yuan slammed the Gear Beast's laptop shut without another word. "Let's go to the amusement park!"

To help Gearmon relax, Cheng Yuan decided to take the two Digimon to an amusement park for half a day. Even though Puppymon had been born for so long, it had never been to an amusement park before. Cheng Yuan clearly remembered the longing look in Puppymon's eyes when he described the amusement park to Silverhornmon in Savage Valley.

However, the gear beast's eyes dimmed slightly, and it made a pitiful "zzzz" sound.

The little dog is furious! Do you know that this spoils the fun and might prevent me from going either?

The sacred ring glowed with a threatening holy light.

"Don't do that," Cheng Yuan said while stuffing snacks into his backpack. "Work and rest should be balanced. The little dog is training hard, and you are studying hard, but you should still go out for some fresh air on the weekend."

Fifteen minutes later, Cheng Yuan rode a shared bicycle with a little dog beast with its ears swinging on both sides in the basket, a gear beast with an expectant look on its face on the back seat, and a backpack full of snacks and drinks.

A gentle breeze rustled through the Gear Beast's shell, and sunlight danced on its metallic surface. Having never experienced an amusement park before, the Gear Beast's disappointment at not being able to study was quickly replaced by anticipation.

Happy Valley Amusement Park is located in the suburbs of the city. It is a relatively old amusement park with outdated facilities, but it has the advantage of moderate visitor flow on weekends, making it an ideal place to go.

Upon arriving at the amusement park, Cheng Yuan first took the two Digimon to ride the carousel and Ferris wheel. Gearmon gripped the railing tightly, its eyes sparkling with curiosity; Puppymon, on the other hand, wiggled excitedly in Cheng Yuan's arms, its tail wagging like a little motor.

"How about we go to a haunted house next?" Cheng Yuan suggested with a mischievous grin.

"Woof! I'm not afraid!" The little dog puffed out its chest, but its ears twitched involuntarily.

The data stream in the Gear Beast's eyes visibly became disordered: "Ghost... what kind of program is Ghost?"

Ultimately, they opted for the relatively milder 4D cinema.

In the darkness, the chair swayed with the image, and the sprayed water mist made the puppy beast bark repeatedly, while the gear beast analyzed the technical principles of the projection system with a blank expression throughout.

At lunchtime, they spread out picnic mats on the lawn.

Cheng Yuan prepared grilled meat sandwiches and juice, and also brought a specially made high-performance lithium battery for the Gear Beast—a delicious feast for the Gear Beast.

"Click-clack..." The sound of the gear beast enjoying the battery.

"Smacking sounds..." The little dog made as it munched on a sandwich.

After lunch, training officially began. The little dog ran to the spacious lawn of Happy Valley, where there were no electric amusement rides, so there weren't many people.

The Holy Light Ball and the Shadow Ball lit up simultaneously, and the golden and purple energy balls intertwined and danced in the air.

The Gear Beast sat on the picnic mat, observing intently, occasionally recording the flight trajectories of the two missiles on its tablet—despite Cheng Yuan's repeated emphasis that today was for fun.

As the sun set, visitors to the amusement park gradually left. They prepared to finish their remaining snacks and head home.

"One last set and then we're home." Cheng Yuan was packing up the picnic blanket when he suddenly lowered his voice, "Little Dog Beast, don't you think... there's something strange about those bushes over there?"

Although he couldn't see it, Cheng Yuan always felt that something was observing them from the shadows.

"Woof?"

Before he could finish speaking, the little dog beast had already transformed into a white light and rushed into the bushes not far away.

After a muffled thud, rustling sounds came from the bushes, and then... silence.

"Little Dog Beast?" Cheng Yuan called out, but there was no response, and he immediately felt nervous.

The Gear Beast immediately went on alert, signaling Cheng Yuan to stay where he was, while it slowly moved toward the bushes.

There was another rustling sound, and then... silence returned.

"What's going on..." Cheng Yuan took out a multi-functional telescopic baton from his backpack and carefully parted the bushes.

The sight before him made him both laugh and cry—Puppymon and Gearmon were surrounding a small, unconscious Digimon.

The puppy beast was performing "cardiopulmonary resuscitation" in a very professional manner, while the gear beast was providing "technical guidance" from the side.

After all, factories need to conduct emergency drills every now and then.

It's just a pointless mess.

"Are you rescuing a beast or murdering it...?" Cheng Yuan squatted down helplessly, finally getting a clear look at the Digimon's appearance:

Its round body resembles a soft ball of fur, standing no more than 30 centimeters tall, and is entirely white. On either side of its head are a pair of fan-shaped ears with a faint purple halo around the edges, their tips drooping slightly like two delicate flower petals. Most striking is the tuft of hair sticking up on its head, resembling a small antenna.

"This appearance... Holy crap!" Cheng Yuan's eyes widened, a name flashing through his mind, "No way! Ancient Music Beast?!"

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