Digimon My Adventure

The Beanmon ran wildly on all fours close to the ground, and at the same time continuously shot out bubbles backwards to block Yato's sight... However, the bubbles were ruthlessly shattered by Yato with the Ziba sword.

And Yaren also noticed that there was a group of something in front...it seemed to be a group of pygmy beasts?

A group of Gyimon were fighting with each other, but it didn't look like the interaction of young Digimon... How should I put it, it felt more like wild beast cubs playing together... Although it was really impolite to call Digimon wild beasts, Masato really couldn't find a more appropriate metaphor at the moment.

At this time, the animal nature of Digimon has dominated. Survival of the fittest, the strong prey on the weak, this is basically the condition of the ancient digital world. It may even be more stringent than the modern digital world.

"There are so many Gnomemons." Yato also looked at the group of Gnomemons in surprise, and the Gnomemons seemed to notice Yato... and then adjusted their positions at the same time... a huge bubble came!

……

"Oh my god!" Masato had to be thankful that he dodged quickly. It really doesn't work to judge a person by appearance. Who would have thought that a juvenile Digimon that looked so cute could be so fierce.

"Zibamon, Ludemon, are you Digimon so fierce when you are young?"

"Maybe this is an ancient Digimon." Zibamon also panted. "Ancient Digimon have the ability to overwrite their Digi-Cores very frequently, and can also more easily unleash their combat power..."

"Why does it sound like I'm stronger than you guys?" Yaren scratched his head.

"We are also very strong, okay?" Ludemon was not very satisfied.

"The Digi-Cores of ancient Digimon are not stable enough, but they can also undergo various evolutions and gain increased combat power. This increase in combat power comes at the cost of losing the number of times the Digi-Core can be overwritten. When the number of overwrites reaches 0, their lifespan ends."

I don't know why Masato thought of a hard drive with a limited number of erase and write cycles... So Digimon is a hard drive?

Ludemon looked at Masato's confused eyes, "I don't know why, but it feels like you're thinking about something very rude, Masato."

"Ahem, I definitely don't have any." Masato immediately stopped his wild thoughts. "I was wondering, what's the use of knowing where the pygmymon gather?" Masato carefully poked his head out to take a look at the gathering place of the pygmymon... It looked like an ordinary gathering place, and there didn't seem to be any digital armor.

"ENIAC is related to lightning, how can we find it?" Masato scratched his head. "If courage is fire, then friendship is lightning, why?"

"Gulumon, is there any digital armor here?" Masato thought about it and decided to ask the special detector. Gulumon, it must be said that Gulumon has many functions. It can be used as an evolution limiter for Digimon, and it can also be used as a digital armor detector. In case the pressure is too great, it can also be used to rub and rub. It can be said to be a must-have for home travel, murder and arson...

Bang. Ya Ren slapped himself on the forehead. Why did he associate home travel with murder and arson?

"Gulu, Gulemon, feel it." The light on Gulemon's head was faintly shining... "Gulu, there must be...Gulu." Gulemon also seemed very excited.

"Gulumon, don't get too excited, or the Digital World will be ruined." Zibamon warned.

"It's okay, Gulu, Gulu and the Digital World are one." The red light on Gulumon's head slowly bloomed... Masato noticed that it seemed that the Gedimimon had actually begun to evolve...

The evolved appearance is very familiar to Yato. As a fan of both Beanmon and Veemon in previous lives, it would be a huge problem if he still couldn't recognize Veemon.

"Gulu evolved Gulu." Gulemon was so excited.

"But we are looking for the digital armor. What's the point of evolving it?" Ludemon asked.

"Well... Gulu..." Gulumon rubbed his chin with his fingers, thinking carefully. "Gulumon doesn't know Gulu either."

"But evolution must be a good thing, right, Guru?" asked Gulemon.

“Indeed…” Masato stroked his forehead with his hand, and V-mon seemed very surprised… The once pointed little hands had become one short and four long, and the legs were more developed than when it was a juvenile… For some reason, when Masato saw V-mon, this image appeared in his mind…

When the Australopithecus became human 400 million years ago, it must have been at a loss when it stood up. And that's how humans have come to this day.

V-mon looked at his palm. If it wasn't for the lack of sharp nails, he would have thought it was useless, but he felt as if he had learned something. As he spoke, he scratched a nearby piece of wood fiercely, and the wood fell down.

"What is V-mon doing, Gulu?" Gulumon looked at V-mon curiously.

"He probably wants to see the combat power of the new form?" For some reason, Masato noticed that this V-mon seemed to particularly like to attack with his hands... "Is he dissatisfied with the palm of his hand?"

"Maybe you think it's inconvenient without spikes." Zibamon stretched out his claws and waved them in front of Masato. "For us Digimon, it would be more appropriate if the claws were like this."

"On the contrary, the hands of humans like you, Yato, seem to have little attack power..." Ludemon looked at Yato's hands. They lacked protection and sharp nails. They really didn't seem to have any lethality.

"However, it is these hands of humans that you don't like, combined with the human brain, that have created many offensive weapons." Yaren spread his hands.

"Crack!" A tree broke with a sound. Masato was so engrossed in his conversation with Zibamon and Ludemon that he didn't notice V-mon testing out his "new toy".

"Zibamamon, Ludemon, be careful." This time, Masato did not dare to underestimate the enemy. They were ancient Digimon, and they were Digimon, but at this moment their beast nature still prevailed.

"Food." V-mon uttered a word. Masato might not know it, but he inadvertently witnessed the first speech of a Digimon.

"This?" Ya Ren took out the chocolate bar, and he didn't mind the misunderstanding just now. After all, ignorance is not a crime.

"Here." Masato put the chocolate into V-mon's hand.

"Gulu, can we make friends after evolving, Gulu?" Gulemon was very excited.

Just as the chocolate bar reached V-mon's hand, a thunderbolt from the sky struck the broken tree... and out of the tree emerged the Digi-Armor of Friendship...

"Digi-Armor of Friendship?"

Masato, Zibamon, and Ludemon looked at each other and reached out for the Digi-Armor of Friendship, while V-mon looked at Masato and nodded silently.

When Masato touched the digital armor, the space-time mechanism was triggered again.

"Hmm, why does it feel so comfortable to land on the ground, as if it were soft?"

"Yaren, can you get up from me first?" Suna's voice came from Yaren's ear.

Chapter 298: The Millennium Beast with Old-Fashioned Taste

"Yaren, can you get off me?" came Sona's voice.

"Sona, why are you here too?" Yaren quickly got off Soona.

"Didn't you go buy a tennis racket?"

"Because I sent a distress signal and called Sona here." Bikyomon flapped its wings.

"Yes, Masato, look, this is my digital terminal." Sona took out her digital terminal. Of course, Masato was not sure at all.

"Then how did you get in? Didn't Millenniumon close the digital door?" Yato asked directly. If there was a problem with this Sona, it would probably be fake.

"Of course, use this sacred plan. Didn't old man Xuannei say that as long as there is hope, we can definitely connect the doors of the two worlds." Suna stretched out her sacred plan.

"The bond between Sona and I is unbreakable." Biyomon also said so.

"Then how did you come to ENIAC's time and space?" Masato asked.

"Yato, how can I tell you about your suspicious nature?" Sona looked at the wary Yato. "Forget it, I'll tell you. There should be plenty of time."

Masato couldn't help but sigh, that was quite plenty of time. Five million years in the digital world was equivalent to one day in the real world, and Armstrong was still collecting moonstones on the moon... It was still July 1969, 7 in Japan... To Masato, the astronauts' activities on the moon were like a video played back five million times slower.

2000 December 8

"I'm going out to buy a tennis racket." Su Na closed the door and ran out.

"Although I know I'll be transferring to the tennis club, I'm still a little worried about Taichi and the others. Masato is also going to plan on joining the student union at that time. I don't know if Taichi can hold on." Sona thought carefully.

However, when Suna was thinking about it, she thought about why her way of thinking was becoming more and more like the old mother that Yamei mentioned.

"Sona is the woman who can be my brother's mother."

“I don’t want a lot of moms.”

"I'd better go buy a tennis racket..." Suna thought about it and decided to pick a tennis racket and forget about this matter.

Sporting goods store.

"Well, has the divine plan come to fruition?" Su Na looked at the tennis racket she had just received. "Guest, welcome to visit us next time."

"Thank you." Sona said as she took the tennis racket and started running. For Sona, she hadn't run so fast for a long time since the game with the Wadama Town football team ended.

Wait for me, Bikyomon, Sona thought to herself.

Soona's house.

"Mom and Dad are not here. I remember Koshiro said that we can use computers to connect to the digital world." Sona said as she turned on her own computer... "Divine Plan, please, take me to see Biyomon."

A series of geometric shapes popped up, forming a strange UI interface. "Is this a digital gate?" Sona moved closer, and then the red screen gradually faded. What came out was a scarred Bikyumon.

"Biyomon." Sona shouted.

"Sona, you came to save me? That's great." Biyomon managed to stand up. "Millenniummon is not dead...it's here to attack us."

"Biyomon, wait for me, I'll be there soon."

"Sona, you have to be careful. Millenniumon has set up restrictions on the digital gate, so you can't pass through it easily." said Bikyomon.

"I'm going to give it a try." Sona picked up the Sacred Plan. "This is what I had when you and I first met. It's also the important bond that connects me and Biyomon."

"There must be a way, Bikyomon," Sona called out.

"Well, old man Gennai said... if the bond between the chosen child and the Digimon is strong enough, the two worlds can indeed be connected, but I don't want you, Sona, to be in danger."

"No need to say more, Biyomon. After all, our bond can definitely not be false." Sona said.

"Yeah." Bikyomon nodded.

At the same time, the heart badge on Sora's chest began to shine, and the heart badge on the digital gate also began to shine.

As long as you believe in hope and the power of realizing your dreams, you can open the digital door.

"Biyomon, I finally see you." Sona hugged Biyomon excitedly. "Sona, I missed you too."

"Millenniumon now wants to rule the Digital World, and the Digital World is now divided into two parts, the anode and the cathode. And Taichi is caught in the space gap between the anode and the cathode."

"Biyomon, how did you get in touch with me?"

"Let me think about it." Biyomon stretched out his claws and carefully felt something in his fur. "At that time, we were worried that we would be caught by Millenniummon again, so we dispersed."

"Also, this is something that old man Xuannei gave us in advance." Bikyumon took out a DT terminal from his fur.

Sona’s reaction was a bit confused: Can things be hidden in Bikyomon’s fur?

"Let's go find other people quickly." Bikyumon thought of something.

"OK, all right."

"Chosen children, do you think I will let you do this?" Millenniumon's voice came.

The shadow of Millenniumon's dragon head appeared in front of Biyomon. "So there's a fish that slipped through the net!"

"You'd better be locked in the gap in space too!" Millenniummon's cannon aimed at Sona and Bikyomon... and a black wave hit them directly.

Sona hugged Bikyomon tightly. At the same time, Sona felt as if something was guiding her.

"Then I was suppressed by you, Yaren." Sona said.

"..." Yaren didn't say anything. At the same time, Yaren carefully examined Sona's clothes. Wearing a skirt was quite normal. Sona had been wearing skirts more often recently. Although wearing pants was okay.

But it’s not enough to just look at the clothes.

"Yato, have you read too many science fiction novels?" Sona thought of something. "Are there any bionic people in science fiction novels?" Sona thought of something.

"No, I didn't." Masato scratched his head. "But I still find it hard to believe that you are the real Sona..." To be honest, Masato is not Sanada Arata, and he can't fight Sona in the year 2000, or 1969... um, anyway, any time is not right in the Digital World.

I don't have the courage of Sanada Arata to fight against Takumi or Ami. Sanada Arata's boxing is mainly a "fist" that is equal to that of men and women.

"ENIAC, are you sure she is not an enemy?" Masato thought about it and thought that there might be external help here.

"The identification is correct. The chosen child of 1999, holder of the Heart Badge, Takenouchi Sona. Partner is Biyomon. Is there any other information that needs to be disclosed?"

"What information?" Yaren asked the question he regretted the most.

"Including Takenouchi Sona's height, weight, and measurements..."

"Yato, if you want to ask..." Yato looked at Sona's eyes and always felt that Sona wanted to stab him. It must be an illusion. How could the holder of the love badge want to stab others?

"But Sona, are you saying that my divine plan brought you here?"

"Yes, thanks to Masato, Sona and I were not trapped in the space-time rift." said Biyomon.

Masato wanted to ask something, but ENIAC seemed to have thought of something. "Alert, threat is approaching."

"Sona, come with me to fight." Masato didn't dare to leave Soona, whose true or false identity was unknown, and Biyomon together with ENIAC. If one of them shut down, everyone would die.

What could Masato and Sona say when they saw this? They were unexpected yet reasonable enemies. "Shellmon and Seadramon."

Ya Ren had no choice but to hold his forehead with his hand, "Millennium Beast is worthy of being Millennium Beast. Such old-fashioned and boring tastes have not changed."

"Masato, aren't you evolving into a mature stage?"

"It's possible, but it's easy to explode this digital world, so not only should we avoid using the Perfect Form, but we should also try not to use the Mature Form." Masato said as he thought of something. "I'll keep an eye on you." Masato looked at Sona and Bikyomon.

"I know, Masato, you're just too sensitive." Sona shrugged helplessly. "I'll help you too, to avoid the complete form, or even the mature stage."

After all, the ancient digital world is also an important asset of Millenniummon.

"Suna" thought so.

Yaren looked at Suna and thought of something: Millennium Beast, let me make good use of the sugar coating on your sugar-coated bullets.