Digimon My Adventure

Chapter 6: Seaside Telephone Booth

"I don't think I have a fever..." The weather has changed a lot recently, and Jia Er is prone to getting sick. Taiyi said as he touched his head. Well, it's not hot.

This was Taichi Yagami's most direct reaction after seeing the cherry blossom trees on the beach.

Even the girls who thought the scene of cherry blossoms by the sea was romantic found it a little hard to believe.

"But everyone saw it." Asuke also seemed very excited. He felt that if he didn't go back, sooner or later his cognition would be refreshed by this world, and then he would write nonsense answers in the entrance examination of a famous private middle school.

"Look, everyone. There is a telephone booth under the cherry tree." Masato relied on his sharp eyesight and pointed to the telephone booth below.

God knows why there is no such passage in the original book. Maybe the screenwriter thought it was too outrageous so he didn’t do it?

"Great, now we can call home for help!" Everyone got excited when they heard this and ran to the phone booth. Although they knew it was useless, they still thought it would be better to call.

"Yaren, why aren't you moving?" Looking at Yaren who had not moved for a long time, Suna turned her head with some suspicion.

"They ran too fast, I didn't react for a moment." Ya Ren scratched his head. He couldn't tell Sona that this thing was useless. He just gave people hope and then extinguished it. Ya Ren couldn't do such a heartless thing.

Sona stared at Yaren closely, as if she wanted to learn something from him. It must be said that Sona's eyes were really oppressive.

"Brother, everyone else is on their phone calls. How long are you going to stay here and be affectionate with Sister Sona?"

"What do you mean by being affectionate?" Soura's face turned a little red when Yamei suddenly interrupted her.

"Sister Suna, don't you like my brother? My brother said that this word can be used between people who have a good relationship." Yamei seemed to be frightened. She lowered her head and accidentally kicked away a stone with the red shoes on her feet.

"Not really...By the way, Masato." Sona turned around and said, "Do you need me to lend you a phone card?"

"No need, I have it with me." Yaren said as he took out a phone card from his trouser pocket.

Inside the telephone booth.

Taichi took the ten yen he borrowed from Koshiro and put it into the coin slot skillfully. He dialed his home phone number, "Hello, this is Yagami..."

"Today is thirty-five hours, seventy-eight minutes and sixty-nine seconds in the morning."

Taiyi:? ? ?

Ah He, "It's lonely at night, no one can accompany you. Are you looking for your other half? I'm waiting for you here, handsome boy."

Ah He hung up the phone silently and decided to keep this secret in his heart for the rest of his life. This thing will have a bad influence on Ah Wu.

"Brother, didn't the call go through?" Awu looked at his brother's expression. It was just a phone call. Could there be anything worse than not getting through?

"It's okay. I'll call dad's workplace."

Here, Sona said, "The wings of Biyomon flutter up and down. It will be more delicious if it is cooked and fried..."

Is this the Digimon on the tip of your tongue?

Guang Shilang hung up the phone silently. The extremely high BPM of pi that came over the phone just now made him feel like his eardrum was about to burst.

"It will be sunny to cloudy tomorrow and ice cream will be served." Meimei was completely confused when she heard such a voice coming from the phone.

Yaren here, "Yami, can I call mommy?"

"Well, I listen to my brother."

As he spoke, Ya Ren inserted the card and dialed the number skillfully. To be honest, Ya Ren never thought that he would have the opportunity to use the phone card again after traveling through time. But it was normal to think about it, because the time-travel novels he read in his previous life were either about traveling to another world or to ancient times.

"Hello, this is Akimoto..."

"The Chinese team wins the World Cup!"

Bang! Yaren hung up the phone like everyone else.

"Brother?" Yamei was curious about why her brother was so angry.

Then several people dragged their tired bodies and slowly walked out. "Yato, you didn't get through either?"

"Yeah." Yaren now thinks that he was really impatient. Why did he make a phone call for no reason? It made him think about more and more things.

Masato now faces two problems: the first is how to make the Chinese team win the World Cup, and the second is how to save the digital world.

Not knowing how to solve the first problem, Masato decided to think directly about the second problem.

"Sona, didn't you call either?" Yaren looked at Soona's tired face.

"Yeah." Sona now thinks that she was really crazy at that time. She actually patiently listened to the nonsense on the phone: Agumon's meat tastes similar to crocodile meat, Patamon's meat is tender, and Gabumon's fur is too thick and needs to be peeled... and she doesn't want to be a housewife!

Maybe it’s because she’s listened to too many food shows, but Sona’s stomach is rumbling.

"Sona, are you hungry?" Taiyi was as straight as ever.

"I hope someone brought some food." Taiyi habitually reached into his trouser pocket and said, "I brought this." A telescope appeared in his palm.

"I didn't bring anything." It was estimated that Ah He only brought a harmonica, but Ya Ren didn't intend to expose it.

"The only things I brought with me besides the treatment kit I used on Masato earlier were the sewing kit."

"I have a laptop and a cell phone here, but I can't use them at the moment."

"I brought a compass, solid fuel, and dad's hanging line set." I didn't expect that the more willful Meimei brought props that are more helpful for camping. Combined with Suna's sewing kit, it seems that this really gives these children the opportunity to "do it themselves and have enough food and clothing."

"I have a lot of snacks here." Awu opened his backpack, which was filled with colorful snacks.

"So many! As I recall, you're not even a member of our Children's Club."

"Because it's summer vacation, I came to play with my brother."

"Here are the candies, my little drawing board, and colored pencils." Yamei opened her backpack. "Oh, and there's also a little harp."

Then everyone slowly shifted their gaze towards Masato's backpack.

"Masato, your bag is so big, there must be nothing in it." Taiyi looked at Masato's backpack. Although he thought it was a bit exaggerated for Masato to bring a backpack while camping just this morning, he now thinks that Masato is really foresighted.

"Then I'll start taking it!"

As they were talking, everyone saw a shocking scene.

Masato first took out a Swiss Army knife, a monthly pass (it seemed like something strange had mixed in), cooling oil, anti-wolf spray, water purification tablets, an N95 mask, ibuprofen, toilet paper, aspirin, and cotton swabs from his trouser pocket.

Then he pulled out a wire saw, fire starter, lighter, safety matches, concentrated seasoning, flashlight, candles, pots and pans, and compressed cans of several flavors from his backpack.

When everyone saw this scene, they silently gave Masato a title: Akimoto Doraemon Masato.

Chapter 7: Seaside Chat

"This amount of canned food shouldn't be enough for the nine of us." Su Na stared at the compressed cans that Ya Ren took out, as well as the compressed biscuits that Ya Ren found in the gap in his backpack. She hoped that this would be more.

Well, after overusing her eyes, Sona saw double. This seemed to be a lot more.

"Masato-senpai, is this really enough?"

"I brought high-calorie food here. One piece can last a day." Ya Ren picked up the compressed biscuits wrapped in aluminum foil and began to count. "Well, one piece of aluminum foil wraps six compressed biscuits. I have..."

Everyone decided not to disturb Masato who was doing math problems for the time being.

"It would be great if someone else brought food besides Yaren." As for Takeru's snacks and Yamei's candies, no one considered them. It was too much for a group of older brothers and sisters to fight with younger brothers and sisters for snacks.

"By the way, didn't Azhu bring something?" Meimei quickly found the words "Feichangshi" written on Azhu's bag. She ran to Azhu who was working tirelessly on the phone.

People in the distance saw the two of them talking about something. After a while, Asuke came out.

"We're talking about food, food."

Asu seemed to have thought of something, "Oh, right, the food is kept in turns, it's your turn, Meimei."

"Oh, I don't want it. It looks too heavy."

“But if you don’t take good care of it, everyone will have nothing to eat.” He stuffed the food into Meimei’s pocket without saying a word.

Meimei looked around, hoping someone could help share the burden, and then she turned her gaze to Senior Masato.

Unfortunately, Masato was so absorbed in calculations that he didn't notice his sight at all. He was holding a branch that Zibamon had just chopped off the cherry tree, writing and drawing on the ground. Meimei seemed to see the words 1.5x20 and so on with her 6 vision.

"By the way, how many servings of food are there?" Su Na asked.

"There are nine of us here, and the food is enough for three days. If we have three meals a day, 9x9x3=..."

"81." Ya Ren answered directly after finishing the arithmetic. Ya Ren was a little impressed by the Russian Economic Planning Committee. How did they calculate the national economic plan when computers were not so advanced?

"Masato, are you done?"

"I've finished the calculation." Masato said, brushing off the sand on his shorts. "I have enough for one person to eat for 120 days. There are nine of us, including the Digimon... 9 divided by 120..."

"Count the emergency food as well." Suna reminded. Then everyone saw that Masato seemed to have stopped on the beach as if the computer had crashed.

"The emergency food consumption is 57 per day, and the compressed food consumption is 19 per day, which is divided by plus divided by ..."

As he spoke, Yaren picked up the branch pen again and started calculating on the beach.

Masato never thought that he would have to do math problems after traveling to the digital world. So, does being bad at math really pose a problem in the digital world?

"Probably enough for a week." Yaren wiped the sweat off his face.

"I don't think I'll have to worry about food for a week. I didn't expect you to bring these." Taichi was very excited.

"After all, who knows what natural or man-made disasters may happen, so it's better to be more prepared."

"What's the matter, Yato, do you still believe in the doomsday theory in 1999?" Yato couldn't help but sigh that Taiyi had a really good attitude. If we didn't work hard, human history would probably have really ended in 1999.

"By the way, Masato, how are you preparing for camping?" Looking at the things he had, Koushiro felt that it would be unreasonable to bring a bunch of compressed biscuits to an ordinary summer camp.

"If I tell you that we are really preparing for the end of the world, do you believe me?" Then Yaren saw the expressions of the crowd and knew that no one believed it.

"Not really. If you were really preparing for the end of the world, you wouldn't have been staring at the microwave and refrigerator in the department store yesterday."

"Brother Taiyi, you don't know that my brother was really considering bringing these two here. I thought we were really going to move again." Yamei exposed her brother's embarrassment at the time.

"But it's okay, right? These were all bought by you, Yaren, with your own pocket money." Suna then remembered one thing. It was impossible for several people to rely solely on Yaren for food.

"It's okay, just keep the account first. We'll talk about the money when we get back."

"Really? Senior Yato, you are such a good person." Mimi gave Yato a good guy card.

"I'll pay for Awu's share." It's obviously normal for an elder brother to care about his younger brother, but why does Ahe always make Yaren think of the word "keeping" when he says it?

"Brother Masato, I'll pay for it myself. Or you can exchange it with my snacks."

"No need for this. And you should keep your snacks for yourself." Ya Ren couldn't say that snacks wouldn't satisfy hunger in the wilderness. Otherwise, he would have to fight with Ah He before Taichi in the original book, and he didn't know if he could win... No, he wasn't thinking about fighting now.

"Ah, but I've already given it to Yamei." After hearing this, Yaren seemed to understand why Awu in the trilogy could attract so many girls. Could it be that his French bloodline gives him a natural talent for attracting girls?

"If you're in trouble, we can still find some wild fruits." Agumon made a more prudent suggestion.

"The fruits in the digital world are all very good. They have various benefits and are fine even if eaten by humans," Zibamon introduced.

"Oh, we'll fill in the blanks later. Now let's eat first."

"Then I'll go get some water first." Suna said as she planned to go to the beach to get some suitable water.

"Danger, Sona." Taiyi seemed to have seen something and pulled Sona back.

A creature that looked like a conch came out of the beach and rolled up the telephone booths into a row of ruins. Now that I think about it, I always feel that these Digimon like to demolish things. Devilmon demolished Failu Island, Parrotmon and Tyrannosaurus demolished Hikarigaoka Bridge...

And with the appearance of this conch, everyone's Digimon prepared for battle.

"Everyone, step back. Hey, Masato, why are you here?" Agumon thought everyone had stepped back, but it turned out that Masato was still in front.

"Can I say that I was drafted by Zibamon and Ludemon?" Masato really wants to know what Constancy was thinking when it designed two partners for him. I'm not Daimon. Well, Daimon can kill three Ultra Vampiremon with one punch, but Masato can't kill anyone with one punch. After all, Masato's hair is still very thick.

Next, a pink creature emerged from the conch, with green vine-like hair on its head.

"It's Shellmon!"

Chapter 8 Tyrannosaurus vs. Shellmon

Shellmon, a mature aquatic data species. Its special move is high-pressure water cannon.

Then Shellmon seemed to have discovered something, especially the one in blue clothes in front of him. For some reason, Shellmon looked very unhappy. Then Shellmon sprayed a huge water cannon from its head towards Masato.

Masato had no choice but to use Ludemon's shield form to resist. It must be said that Ludemon's ability to withstand the mature stage with the growth stage really deserves the title of the strongest shield. But the only problem is...

Masato, Zibamon, and Ludemon had consumed too much energy in the battle with Gugamon just now, and they hadn't had time to recover. They had wasted too much time talking at the beach just now, and they didn't even have time to take medicine or replenish their supplies.

From this perspective, taking medicine during combat in RPG games is not realistic at all!