Digimon My Adventure

At the same time, the core silently calculated: the probability that Takenouchi Sona would decide to save people: 100%.

Badoramon quickly transformed into an orange figure and swooped down. "Masato, I'll pull you up."

Badoramon dived straight down and rushed towards Masato who was in free fall.

As he fell, Masato could only hear a sound of breaking air in his ears and could only see Badoramon getting smaller and smaller. Even when Badoramon adjusted its body shape and could not see clearly, Masato only felt that his clothes seemed to be hooked by something.

"Is it a branch?" Masato turned his head slightly to look, and at the same time turned around to see Zibamon and Ludemon also hanging on other branches.

Zibamon's cloak was tangled in a branch, and Ludemon's shield seemed to be stuck in a fork.

"Masato, it looks like we survived." Ludemon looked at Masato.

"Yeah, our luck should still be pretty good..."

"Gulu, but the branch of Yaren seems to be about to break..."

"Please say this earlier!" Gulemon also flew down after hearing Yaren's lingering voice.

"Masato!" Zibamon and Ludemon shouted.

"Wall target!" Ludemon threw out his shield and cut off Zibamon's branch, while also cutting off his own branch and jumping down.

"Masato, are you okay?" The two Digimon looked at Masato, their eyes full of worry.

"I think... I should be... okay. Bolengai, my elbows and hips should be fine." Masato rubbed his legs. "By the way, Zibamon, Ludemon, when I fell just now, I found this..."

When Sona landed on the ground, she found Masato sitting on the ground with his legs stretched out, while Zibamon and Ludemon were watching over him.

"What happened to Yato?" Bikyumon flapped its wings and flew over.

"Yato is a little injured. We want to find some herbs, but we don't feel safe leaving him here."

"Yaren, are you injured anywhere?" Suna stroked Yaren's legs carefully. "Bolunggay, elbow, hip joint..." Suna's expression became more serious as Yaren spoke.

“These places are all right.”

"...Masato, do you think this joke is funny?" For some reason, Sona's expression and tone reminded Masato of a mother in a JRPG online game.

"Um, I'm afraid you'd worry, so I asked you to relax. If you must say... there's something wrong here!" Yaren patted his left thigh.

"Let me see." Sona squatted down and touched Yaren's left thigh. "It seems that the thigh is injured."

"It's a pity I didn't bring a first aid kit." Sona looked at Masato's current condition, "And I didn't see any hospitals or anything nearby when I was on Badoramon just now. It doesn't look urban at all compared to this."

"No urbanization..." Masato didn't expect Sona to say that, but it was normal. The current state of the digital world is probably not a state where Popo Sha comes to be ecstatic. As for who will kill whom in the end, it's hard to say. Speaking of what Popo Sha was doing in 1969-1970, I can't remember it clearly.

"Masato, I understand. Biyomon and I will go find something nearby to bandage the wound."

Zibamon and Ludemon looked at Sona and Bikyomon who were walking away. "Masato, maybe it would be better not to tell her about that."

"Well, this can be considered a blessing in disguise for us." Yaren looked at his digital terminal and saw two strange-looking digital armors inside.

……

"Are you okay?" Sona watched Yaren barely stand up.

"It's okay, Sona, humans are not as fragile as you think." It would have been more convincing if Masato hadn't been holding on to the tree trunk when he said this.

"It's better not to force it." Biyomon also looked at Masato.

"It's okay, luckily it's just a muscle injury. But even if it's a fracture, it doesn't matter. After all, the human femur has a strong ability to heal itself. As long as it is properly treated, it will be fine." Yaren said as he removed his hand from the tree trunk. "You know, a self-healing femur is a sign of the formation of human civilization."

After traveling through time for 12 years, Yaren has completely forgotten the correct discussion about the femur in The Wandering Earth 2, and the result is...

"Yaren, a femur of yours shouldn't be related to human civilization." Su Na also stroked her forehead with her hand.

"Gulu, Yaren, are you and your companions going to continue human civilization here, Gulu?" Gulemon added fuel to the fire.

"Masato, don't you want to..." said Bikyomon as he hugged Sona tightly.

"Impossible, impossible." Ya Ren waved his hands repeatedly. How could he be so hungry that he would not choose what to eat? But at the same time, Ya Ren could not help but look at So Na carefully. Her appearance and personality were exactly the same to Ya Ren.

At the same time, Masato looked at the sky. "But it looks like it's getting late." Masato looked at the sky that was gradually turning into night. He was still a little tired after playing an aerial chase with Aguramon for an entire afternoon.

"Masato, aren't you going to look for the digital armor first, Gulu?" asked Gulemon.

"Well, it's easy to have problems at night." Ya Ren looked at the dense forest. "If there is a time difference of five million years, we can take a break for a while."

"Okay, Yaren, you are more familiar with the ancient digital world than I am, so you make the plan." Sona agreed to Yaren's proposal. "If Sona agrees, then I have no objection."

"I'll go find some fruit or something." Sona said as she walked out with Bikyumon.

"I'm going to prepare the campsite and firewood and stuff." Masato originally wanted to say that he was going fishing, but for some reason, he always felt that he might catch a lot of supplies from the 1960s and 1970s.

"What is Yaren thinking about?" The Gule beast lay on Yaren's head.

"It's okay, I just thought of something bad." Ya Ren couldn't help but touch his forehead. In fact, Ya Ren's sixth sense was right... When Sona came back, she found a wooden house built around the campsite, which was good. But there were a lot of strange things around, like circuit boards? Why was there such a thick wire?

"Masato...what is that thick tube..." Sona rubbed her eyes. Did she not know this chosen child well enough?

"…USB cables from the 60s…" Masato estimated that if he brought all of these back, he could open a hardware expo on the history of computer development… He had caught a bunch of hardware like this in less than two hours of fishing, and he didn't know whether this was good luck or bad luck.

"Here." Suna handed a roasted fruit to Yaren. "I roasted it softer for you. Didn't you say that you have bad teeth recently and can only eat soft food?"

Although what Sona said was true, why did Ya Ren still want to have a physical exchange with Sona? However, he still had to continue to try to communicate before the physical exchange.

"By the way, Sona, what do you think of the ancient digital world?" Yaren thought for a moment and looked at Sona.

"My opinion..." Sona thought carefully. "How should I put it? It feels different from our previous adventures. When we were adventuring, there were factory towns and toy towns, but this place looks completely, how should I put it, a little undeveloped."

"Guru, it's very rude to say that in the Digital World, Guru." Gurumon shook his head.

"By the way, why are there only Failu Island and Saba Continent here now?" Biyomon remembered something.

"Gulumon doesn't know either."

"Could it be... a geological movement? If there is a geological movement in the human world, there must be one in the Digital World. After all, when the Armor of Courage was found, the Digital World was still an isolated island called Appa Island."

"You'll probably have to ask ENIAC about these, Gulu."

"ENIAC, is there anything it doesn't understand?" asked Biyomon curiously.

"I don't know, Gulu, but for Digimon, He is an omnipotent being, Gulu."

Ya Ren and Suna looked at each other and decided not to ask about the rest. "We've finished our meal, so we should go to bed early..."

Suna looked at the wooden house built by Yaren. "Wait a minute, some places are too loose." Suna noticed something sharply.

"Let me take care of it."

"Masato's companions are so awesome, Gulu." Gulemon couldn't help but sigh as he watched Sona repairing the bug in the house.

"Yes, Sona can identify many fruits." Bikyomon said. "She knows which mushrooms are poisonous and which fruits are edible. She is really amazing. It seems that there is nothing she can't do."

What Bikyomon said was right, this Sona could do everything better than the original Sona. The only thing she couldn't do was flower arrangement.

"Good night, then." They both lay down on their own wooden beds.

Different beds, but different dreams.

Chapter 302: Suna's Limit

"Gulu, where should Gulemon sleep?" Gulemon looked at the two people sleeping in separate beds.

Masato rolled his eyes, "Gulumon, please sleep with me. Otherwise it will cause trouble for Sona."

"Got it, Gulu."

"Masato, is it okay not to send anyone to keep watch?" Zibamon looked outside. Although the place chosen by Masato was very good, it could completely avoid being caught by other Digimon following the wind direction and smelling the scent.

"Well, from what I've seen so far, this place is relatively safe." Masato took a look at his sacred plan. "It seems that I don't sense any enemies at the moment."

Perhaps they were too tired, so Yato and Sona slept in their own beds with their partners. They each took a large leaf as a blanket and snored softly.

Suna listened to the sound of Yaren sleeping soundly, "It seems that the plan was successful." She quietly got up while trying not to make any loud noises. "Suna, how do we deal with this person?"

"Let's take a look at his digital terminal first." According to the order of Millenniummon, the digital armor of the ancient digital world was very powerful, because at that time the digital world did not even have the concept of Ultimate Form. Evolving into a perfect form was already the most perfect existence. And the digital armor could infuse the Digimon with powerful strength. It could even allow the Digimon to exert the power of the Perfect Form and Ultimate Form.

I came here just to kill this man.

Thinking this, Sona slowly walked to the bedside, and Masato couldn't help but move his body, and the leaves leaned to one side. "Well, Sona, are you still awake?"

Masato could clearly feel that Sona seemed to be standing by the bed. At the same time, he silently put his hand on Zibamon's cloak, so that he could wake up his partner at any time. Zibamon's cloak just pressed down on Ludemon's shield, and Masato could wake them both up with a push.

"I just saw that your quilt was crooked, so I covered it for you." Sona created by Millenniummon perfectly imitated Sona's actions.

"You're so old... but you still can't sleep well. Don't make people worry." After saying that, Su Na turned around and went back.

"I understand, Mom." Yaren answered in a daze.

Takenouchi Sona almost exhausted her core's computing power before she calmed down. At the same time, she turned back to look at Masato, silently confirming in her heart that the plan to steal the digital terminal was temporarily terminated. A new plan was launched.

And Sona seemed to sense something was starting, "Ah, Yaren, what are you doing?" Sona tried her best to appear calm, and at the same time did not turn around to look at Yaren, otherwise she would expose herself.

"I'm going to get up and go to the bathroom." Yaren yawned and scratched his head.

"I don't know why, my head feels so heavy." If Masato raised his eyelids, he would find the ancient music beast lying on his head.

"Oh, hurry up then."

After a relatively peaceful night, everyone finally regained their energy.

"Phew, now that we have eaten and drunk enough, we can continue on our journey."

"But, Masato, do you have any idea?" Zibamon looked at Masato.

"When Aguramon chased us before, Guramon reacted..."

"Are you talking about me, Gulu?" Gulumon came closer, and perhaps out of curiosity, Sona tapped the gem-like thing on Gulumon's head. Gulumon seemed to sense something and immediately flew behind Masato.

"Yato, this guy is so scary."

"Maybe it's because you're cute, Gulemon." Masato touched Gulemon.

"Sona, are you okay?" Ya Ren thought for a moment. A girl would probably hate it if she touched a cute thing and then the cute thing despised her. "Well..."

"It's okay, Sona can touch me." Biyomon said, rubbing his face against Sona's legs. For some reason, Masato seemed to see Biyomon shedding some hair? So Digimon can shed hair?

"Gulu, what is this?" Gule Beast seemed to have discovered something, flew over slowly, and then picked up a deep red feather with white stripes underneath.

"It looks like Agulamon's feather?" Ludemon looked at the feather.

"Could it be that the digital armor is in its nest?" For some reason, Masato thought of the settings in countless online novels and RPGs where the used treasures were guarded by some powerful BOSS.

"Then let's go together." Suna said, holding Masato's hand. "After all, without Biyomon, you can't do aerial combat here."

"Leave matters in the air to me just as you left matters in the sea to Gomamon." Biyomon flapped his wings.

"Hmm, is there going to be another air battle?" Masato looked up at the sky.

"Yato, come on, Gulu." Gulemon encouraged Yato.

"Okay, got it." Masato said, clenching his fists. "Since there is a feather here, let's follow the feather to find it?" Masato looked at the feather on the ground. At the same time, he picked up the feather of Aguramon and looked at it carefully. "I wonder if it can be made into a feather pen." Masato said, holding the tip of the feather and scratching the back of his hand.

"Be careful." Zibamon wanted to warn, but it was too late. "Why are the roots of the feathers so sharp?"

"This is an ancient species of Digimon."

"Are the feathers of ancient Digimon very sharp?" Biyomon stared at Gulemon.

"Gulu, I don't know about Gulemon, but he has a strong fighting consciousness." Gulemon continued to act as a tour guide while flying around. "If you want to compare it with Gulu, please." Gulemon slowly flew over and brought a pink feather.

"Let me try..." Yaren took it and continued to use it to scratch the back of his hand... The root of the feather broke.

"I think I understand the difference between ancient bird-type Digimon and modern bird-type Digimon." Masato looked at the effects of the two feathers.

"But is the wound on the back of your hand okay, Masato?" Zibamon looked at the wound on the back of Masato's hand. The scratch was quite scary. "Anyway, Masami is not here."

"Then, Masato, don't you think about Sona?" Ludemon pointed at Sona.

"That's right, Sona is a girl after all." Zibamon replied.

"Ah, Sona..." Masato looked up at Sona. "Sona plays like a boy every time she plays football. Sometimes Taichi and I forget about it."

"...Yaren, I'll talk to you and Taiyi when I have time." Suna patted Yaren gently, as if she was providing hospice care.

"Well, let's go find the digital armor. After all, time waits for no one. If we keep wasting time like this, five million years will be up." Although Masato really wanted to say that if it took five million years to find all the digital armor, it was no longer procrastination, it could be called... well, it was a case of procrastination that was worse than procrastination.

Millenniumon also received the fake Sona's feedback. "As expected, the defective products made in a hurry are not suitable. The service life is almost reaching its limit."

The monster that controls time received feedback, "It seems I need to collect more data." Millenniumon will let Constancy and Gennai know that the chosen children will never be stronger than themselves even if they work together with Digimon.

"Analyzing Akimoto Masato's profile... I was particularly disgusted by the elements of losing his partner, his partner turning evil, killing his partner, returning to his eternal childhood, and saying goodbye to his childhood,"