Digital Hackers' Memories

Although more than ten years have passed, Chen Zhe's memories of Digimon from his previous life have become somewhat hazy, but he still remembers very clearly the "protagonist evolution route" of Blackballmon evolving into Agumon, and then Agumon evolving into Agumon.

Although Snowballmon and Blackballmon look extremely similar, their completely different fur colors tell a different story.

Moreover, if Chen Ze remembered correctly, Snowballmon's final evolution route in his previous life was Angewomon's "protagonist evolution route".

Of course, there are differences between reality and animation.

The most obvious point is that the evolutionary direction of Digimon is not fixed. The so-called "protagonist evolution routes" in the previous life were just one of the more powerful and fashionable routes.

Or to be more precise, truly powerful Digimon are not limited to so-called "evolutionary routes." Their strength comes from their own uniqueness, rather than a certain fixed form.

Even so, when Chen Ze looked at the fluffy, watery Snowballmon in the mirror, he couldn't help but imagine himself becoming Angewomon.

This is absolutely malicious.

Chen Ze couldn't help but shudder. He didn't know if the claim that "Digimon have no gender" was true, nor did he want to verify it himself.

Is it because of the 'overload program'?

Aside from the virus program he wrote on the spot, Chen Ze couldn't think of any other reason why he had become like this.

Compared to the residual data from Agumon, the program that Chen Ze personally wrote was the most complete and powerful of all the data.

In a sense, Chen Ze's current digital core is reorganized and constructed around that "overload program".

Unlike before, it's not simply loading a virus plugin onto Agumon's data.

Chen Ze's approach was to directly use a plugin called "Overload Program" as the core, thereby reorganizing and constructing the residual data that no longer had any logic.

Perhaps given enough time, Chen Ze could reverse-engineer the remaining data and create a digital core that truly belongs to Blackballmon, or even Agumon.

But under those circumstances, the only thing Chen Ze could do was to make the most of the data he had and build a feasible digital core operating program in the shortest possible time.

[Wait, does that mean I'm not actually a Snowballmon anymore, but rather a subspecies of Blackballmon?]

Chen Ze was unaware that in the Digital World, Snowballmon was actually a variant of Blackballmon; he could only speculate about his current situation based on the available information.

Fortunately, although Chen Ze's reasoning process was not very logical, at least his conclusion was correct.

The current Chen Ze is indeed not a Snowball Beast, but a new subspecies reconstructed from the original data of the Blackball Beast, a new type of Snowball Beast born with an "overload program".

"Aya!"

As he pondered this, Chen Ze suddenly felt as if something was about to come out of his mouth, which made him unconsciously open his mouth and start exhaling.

puff!

To Chen Ze's surprise, what he spat out was not saliva, but a column of air mixed with an unknown viscous substance.

What surprised Chen Ze even more was that the speed and power of that column of air completely exceeded his imagination.

Click...

With a barely audible sound, a hole was pierced through the mirror in front of Chen Ze—not that the mirror was shattered by the air column, but rather that a hole inexplicably appeared in the mirror.

It looked as if the mirror there had been turned to powder by some unknown force, while the rest of the mirror remained strangely intact.

Without needing to think about or recall his past life's memories, Chen Ze instinctively knew that it was an attack method inherent to his body—Overload Impact.

It will be like Agumon's Mach Charge and Sharp Claws; this is Snowballmon's, or rather, the Snowballmon that Chen Ze transformed into.

However, unlike Mach Charge and Sharp Claws, Chen Ze's ability was not inherited from Agumon's data, but rather derived from the newborn Digicore that belonged only to him.

Without much training, Chen Ze felt he had perfectly mastered the magical power to shatter mirrors after only a preliminary adaptation.

Inheriting a top-tier player's account directly feels different from painstakingly leveling up your own account.

Whether it's skill proficiency, adaptability, or control over one's own strength, the two are incomparable.

"Dad, I'm telling the truth, a strange egg really did pop out of your computer."

Just as Chen Ze was pondering something, a childish voice suddenly came from outside the room.

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"Dad, I'm telling the truth, a strange egg really did pop out of your computer."

While Ms. Tachikawa was making breakfast, Mimi pulled on Mr. Tachikawa's cheek and said very seriously.

"And it's in my room right now."

With a doting smile, Mr. Tachikawa seemed to be used to his daughter's whimsical ideas and did not completely deny her statement.

Mr. Tachikawa, an experienced man, has long since developed his own set of principles for how to appease his wife and children.

The first point of this set of rules is to go along with what they say, affirm their various unreliable statements, and take the initiative to cover for them when necessary.

"Dad knows. And those two strange creatures you saw last night must be real too, it's just that Dad didn't see them."

Upon hearing this, Meimei glanced at Mr. Tachikawa suspiciously, only to find that he was staring at her with a "sincere" expression, seemingly genuinely believing her words.

"I knew Dad was the best!"

After a brief hesitation, the childlike Meimei finally revealed a big smile, and then hugged Mr. Tachikawa's cheek and began to rub against him.

"Hey?! Dad hasn't shaved today!"

Faced with his daughter's sudden affection, Mr. Tachikawa was taken aback at first, and then hurriedly pulled her away from his cheek.

"It's okay, Dad's face is very clean today, no stubble."

Chapter Twenty-Five: Childhood

"Dad, this is it."

As the door to the room was slowly pushed open, Mr. Tachikawa, carrying Meimei, entered the small room under the direction of his daughter.

To Meimei's surprise, the digital egg that had been quietly waiting behind the door had disappeared.

"It really is here, I'm not lying to you..."

Seeing Mr. Tachikawa's "I knew it" expression, Mimi immediately pouted, giving him a "If you dare say I'm lying, I'll cry for you" look.

"Of course Meimei didn't lie to Daddy. How could my princess lie?"

Seeing this, Mr. Tachikawa decisively chose to acknowledge the situation, since he had already prepared a reason for it.

As long as his beloved daughter wasn't lying maliciously, Mr. Tachikawa preferred to "dream" with her rather than shatter her innocent fantasies.

Children will have plenty of time to come to terms with reality in the future, but the right to fantasize and dream is something that only children of this age have.

"Judging from the current situation, the egg should have hatched, and the strange creature inside is now hiding."

Nodding seriously, Mr. Tachikawa watched as Mimi's expression gradually brightened, secretly praising his own cleverness.

"Meimei, don't you think that having breakfast right now is more important than finding that strange creature?"

"Delicious omelet rice, and it even has a fried egg as you requested."

Upon hearing Mr. Tachikawa's words, Mimi, who hadn't felt hungry before, suddenly felt ravenously hungry—she wanted to eat fried eggs.

"Since you trust me so much, I'll listen to you this once."

Clutching her rabbit doll tightly, Meimei, whose attention had been diverted, temporarily forgot about finding the strange egg.

"But I don't want to drink milk today, so Dad, you have to drink it for me."

Mimi, who is usually a picky eater, said this, but unfortunately, she was only met with a funny face from Mr. Tachikawa.

"That won't do. A real princess wouldn't be picky about food. Or do you want to become a dwarf in the future?"

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Chen Ze, who had been hiding under the bed, breathed a long sigh of relief as he silently watched the father and daughter, Taichi Kawa, banter and walk out of the room.

We're finally safe.

Through the brief conversation between the father and daughter, Chen Ze roughly understood his current situation.

Compared to the worst-case scenario Chen Ze had envisioned—that he would merely be witnessed by a spoiled little girl emerging from the computer—this was already the best-case scenario imaginable.

Children may be the most troublesome creatures in the world, but their ability to learn is unmatched by most adults.

If it were an average adult, upon discovering a Digimon Egg, they would either be terrified and immediately call the police, or they would probably discard the Digimon Egg or lock it in a cage, and their own fate would certainly not be good.

In comparison, Meimei, who casually took the digital egg back to her bedroom and only told her parents the next day, was already the best-case scenario Chen Ze had envisioned.

His only question now is: how much did that little girl actually see?

Just as Chen Ze was pondering what to do next, his stomach rumbled at the perfect moment—the Snowball Beast was hungry.

Okay, next I need to find a chance to fill my stomach.

After bouncing around a few times in frustration, Chen Ze, who had gradually adapted to his body, crawled out from under the bed.

The best-case scenario would be that the family of three goes to work or school, and then he sneaks out of the room to find something to eat.

However, before that, Chen Ze had another important problem to deal with.

Are these eggshells?

In the realm unseen by normal humans, the digital eggshells that had previously disintegrated and turned into data fragments did not disappear; instead, they still existed around Chen Ze in the form of information.

This made Chen Ze unconsciously make certain connections—some things that might just be settings in animation, but have a reason to exist in reality.

In theory, Digimon focus on perfecting and evolving their bodies during their infancy and growth stages.

From the juvenile stage i, which consists of only a head, to the juvenile stage ii, which gradually evolves to include limbs, and finally to the adult stage, which has a complete body shape.

While the changes in Digimon at this stage are astonishing, they are still within the realm of human comprehension. At most, they compress the evolutionary history of ordinary organisms, which takes hundreds of millions of years, into just a few years.

Beyond the Rookie stage, once Digimon evolve into Champions, they possess various supernatural powers that seem incredible to modern humans.

The strongest among them can even externalize their own evolutionary data, turning it into a weapon with immense power.

Putting aside other things, just take Angemon and Revolvermon, who are both Champion-level monsters. The former has a powerful weapon called the "Holy Scepter," while the latter only has two revolvers that are barely useful.

This is the difference, and it is also the most obvious manifestation of the strength difference between other Champion-level Digimon, apart from Ancient and Battle-type Digimon.

Chen Ze originally thought that this ability was a special ability that Digimon would gradually reveal after they evolved to the Champion stage.

But it turns out he was wrong.

After discarding preconceived human notions, those externalized weapons can be seen as extensions of the Digimon's bodies, another manifestation of data and evolution.

Chen Ze does not deny that there are anomalies in the world who like to plunder the weapons of other Digimon and thereby gain powerful offensive or defensive means.

But most Digimon don't have that kind of thinking; they simply want to evolve and become stronger.

If a Digimon has evolved to a certain limit or constraint, then it transforms the excess data into its own power in other forms. This is the normal evolutionary process for Digimon.

However, before reaching the adult stage, it is difficult for most Digimon to even meet their own evolutionary needs, let alone evolve their own exclusive weapon.

It's just a pity there aren't enough.

After realizing this, Chen Ze began to consciously manipulate the data surrounding him, but for a moment he couldn't figure out what to turn this data into.

After all, most baby Digimon don't think that much; they just follow their instincts and turn the spilled data into a comfortable cradle or toy.

In fact, this is also the origin of the toys and cradles everywhere in Digital World Founders Village.

Chapter Twenty-Six: Family

"Aya!"

Looking at the data around him that was still escalating and decreasing, Chen Ze felt heartbroken and fell into deep thought.

He wasn't one of those clueless Digimon babies; he naturally understood the value of this data.

Even if these remaining data represent only one percent of Agumon's peak period, and the information and logic contained within are incomplete, they are still sufficient for a newly born infant to get through the initial difficult stage.

"Aya!"

As Chen Ze pondered this, he suddenly remembered another Digimon from his previous life that was also a "protagonist"—Gabumon.

It possesses the same size and strength as Agumon, but has an extra layer of Garurumon's fur, thus initiating the evolution chain to become Garurumon.

Considering that she now seems to have transformed into Snowballmon, she naturally needs a similar item in order to avoid the possibility of evolving into Angewomon.

"Aya!"

Before the remaining data completely disappeared, Chen Ze, who had already made up his mind, followed the instincts of the Digimon and reprogrammed and reassembled them in another way.

Chi!

From a distance, it looked as if there were interference sources around Snowball Beast, similar to radio waves, and clusters of pixelated data torrents appeared out of thin air.

Then, in the next moment, this data, which was insufficient to constitute a digital core, reappeared in the world in another form.