Chapter 266

Goose-feather snow drifted down from the sky; before he knew it, a month had passed since Broly arrived in the Digital World.

During this time, because the Puppy Digimon's Happiness Value was very easy to raise, Broly wasn't in a hurry to leave this place.

He took over the fruit forest originally occupied by the Gotsumon and temporarily settled down in this dense forest.

Every day at dawn, he would take the Puppy Digimon out for a walk outside, incidentally searching for the day's food.

The Digimon originally living in this forest, with relatively brutal personalities, consequently had terrible luck; any that the Puppy Digimon deemed bad guys would be sought out one by one.

In just a month's time, near the Gotsumon's territory, numerous ferocious Champion-level Digimon were turned into truly cooked Digimon by Broly.

Their bodies, manifested from external data, were divided up and eaten by Broly and the Puppy Digimon, while the residual core data was left to scatter.

According to the Puppy Digimon, as long as the Digimon Core wasn't destroyed, dead Digimon would, after scattering, head to a place called the Original Village.

The data core would reassemble into a Digimental there, and after a period of incubation, would once again become a Fresh-level Digimon baby.

"So, those Digimon we ate are actually still alive?"

Broly asked this question intending to eradicate evil thoroughly, but the Puppy Digimon's answer made him abandon the idea.

"Count as alive, but it's more like rebirth; the newly hatched Digimon baby has had its previous data wiped clean, basically no memory of before becoming a Digimental exists.

And even if they can re-evolve later, what they'll evolve into is something no one knows."

After death, Digimon return to the Original Village and become a Digimental again, but the newly hatched Digimon baby has no relation to the previous Digimon.

Of course, if the data at the moment of death could be preserved, they should be able to remember what Digimon they were before; it's just that the vast majority of dead Digimon cannot achieve this.

"Puppy Digimon, you're amazing, you actually know so many things."

Learning this information from the Puppy Digimon, Broly didn't stint on his praise, praising the Puppy Digimon until it became a bit shy.

"I'm actually not that amazing; this information just naturally appeared in my head after I evolved into a Puppy Digimon."

Digimon evolution seems to carry some inheritance of knowledge; at least the Puppy Digimon's head contained quite a lot of information.

It didn't appear during the Chomusuke phase, but after evolving into a Puppy Digimon, it emerged bit by bit along with experience.

Listening to the Puppy Digimon's description of the information in its own head, Broly felt the other party was somewhat similar to himself.

"Puppy Digimon, actually information occasionally pops up in my head too."

"Really?"

"Really."

"What kind of information?"

The Puppy Digimon was very curious.

"For example, right now there is some: what are you barking about?"

Puppy Digimon: "???"

Broly's words hurt it deeply.

And when the Puppy Digimon got hurt, Broly got hurt too.

Because the Crystal Palace prompted that the Puppy Digimon's Happiness Value was decreasing.

What's called a boomerang, this is called a boomerang.

Its return speed was so fast it was practically a single sentence's worth of time.

Fortunately, after Broly promptly comforted and explained he didn't dislike it, the Puppy Digimon's Happiness Value rose back up.

This false alarm made Broly realize the principle that sometimes food can be eaten randomly, but words cannot be spoken randomly.

Another new day, but near the Gotsumon's territory, no Digimon suitable as ingredients could be found anymore.

"I'm going to head farther out to see if there are any more ferocious guys; Puppy Digimon, do you want to come with me?"

Broly asked.

"No thanks, I'll stay here and pick fruit; if you can't find prey, we can still fill our stomachs with fruit."

The Puppy Digimon refused; its activity area was just around here, it wasn't familiar with other places, and following Broly wouldn't be of much help either.

Fighting and hunting — there was absolutely no need for it to act; Digimon it could beat, Broly could definitely beat too, and Digimon it couldn't beat, Broly could still beat.

Although lazing around as a pet dog, mooching food and drink by Broly's side felt pretty good, the Puppy Digimon always wanted to do something for the boy as repayment.

However, being just a Rookie, what could it do for Broly?

Thinking back and forth, the Puppy Digimon only thought of helping pick fruit.

"Then while you stay here, you must pay attention to your own safety."

Broly instructed.

"I will."

The Puppy Digimon nodded very obediently.

Broly and the Puppy Digimon parted ways; because this world is composed of data, Ki Sense could barely perceive anything, and he didn't know where Digimon were, so he just randomly picked a direction and flew off.

Broly soon flew out of the fruit forest, and after he flew away, a rustling sound rang out from the tree thicket not far from the fruit forest.

"The Gluttony Beast King has left, good opportunity, let's quickly enter the other's territory."

From the tree thicket, a group of Fresh-level Digimon emerged, led by several Rookie-level Digimon, heading toward the fruit forest.

"Everyone be careful; the Gluttony Beast King doesn't seem to have brought the Dobermon with him; if that hound is still guarding the fruit forest, once we're discovered, it'll be bad."

A Digimon that walks upright and resembles a flower cautioned the group of Fresh-level Digimon beside it.

"Palmon, what are you afraid of? The powerful one is the Gluttony Beast King, not his hound; with so many of us Digimon together, even if discovered, we can join forces to subdue it."

A green caterpillar Digimon said.

"But if we're discovered this time, next time, Kunemon, will you still dare come here to pick fruit?"

Palmon asked.

"Uh, I don't dare……"

Wormmon decisively admitted defeat.

"Since you don't dare, everyone still needs to act carefully; if we can avoid being discovered, then don't get discovered."

"But, Dobermon's sense of smell is very sharp."

"No problem, I'll use pollen to help mask everyone's scent."

Palmon possesses the ability to manipulate pollen; this ability can be used as an attack method, and in a forest environment, it can also serve as a means to conceal one's presence.

"Hidden Pollen."

As Palmon opened her flower-petal palms, she scattered Hidden Pollen onto the other Digimon.

The scent on the other Digimon became almost the same as the fruit trees' scent.

"Act carefully, don't make too much noise, try to pick as many fruits as possible."

A group of Digimon, led by Palmon, carefully invaded the fruit forest.

"Eh, such a fragrant smell!"

Gabumon was originally picking fruits inside the fruit forest, but suddenly smelled a pleasant fruit aroma.

Thinking there might be newly ripened fruits, in order to pick bigger and sweeter fruits for Broly, he jumped down from a fruit tree.

Sniffing the scent drifting in the air, he walked toward the outside of the fruit forest.

"I'll knock the fruits off the tree, you guys have to catch them properly."

A Palmon said to the other Child-level Digimon.

"No problem."

A group of Child-level Digimon answered.

"Keep your voices down."

Palmon reminded from the side.

"Oh."

The sound of this group of Child-level Digimon responding directly lowered.

"Deadly Poison↑Vine↓……"

Under Palmon's somewhat stern gaze, the rather jumpy Palmon also lowered his voice. Vines extended from his fingertips, knocking some fruits off the tree, and a group of Child-level Digimon bounced around below catching them.

Just as a group of Adult-level and Child-level Digimon were picking fruits from the tree with tacit cooperation, Gabumon arrived at this side.

"Who are you?"

Gabumon asked.

And this one question nearly scared the group of Digimon stealing fruits to death.

"So it's Gabumon!"

The stiff Palmon turned his head, and upon discovering the speaker was a little milk dog, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"What's wrong, why so nervous?"

Gabumon was confused.

"Gabumon, you're also here to pick fruits, right?"

Palmon saw the vine bag containing some fruits behind Gabumon and asked.

"Mhm."

Gabumon nodded; he indeed was picking fruits.

"Then let's pick together, that way it'll be faster."

Palmon proposed.

"Uh, okay, but I want big and sweet fruits."

Gabumon thought for a moment, then nodded.

"Truly greedy, but okay, however you have to promise us, if enemies appear later, you also have to fight alongside us."

"Huh, are there enemies nearby?"

Gabumon asked in surprise.

"You don't know?"

Palmon was surprised by his surprise.

"What should I know?"

Gabumon didn't understand.

"You should know this is the Gluttony Beast King's territory."

At the side, Wormmon chimed in.

"Gluttony Beast King?"

Gabumon indicated he had never heard of it.

"Eh, you unexpectedly know nothing yet dared to come here to pick fruits?"

The Palmon on the other side was extremely shocked.

"Stop talking nonsense, we need to gain time, we must pick enough fruits and leave before the Gluttony Beast King returns."

Palmon urged them on, sweeping Gabumon along to pick fruits together; after every Digimon's homemade bag was filled with fruits, Palmon prepared to lead this group of Digimon to withdraw from this fruit forest.

"Gabumon, aren't you leaving?"

Wormmon discovered the Gabumon behind hadn't followed, so he hurriedly stopped his steps, turned his head, and asked.

"Go, where to?"

The little dog Digimon still hadn't figured it out, but the fruit in its bag had already been changed into large fruit with an even richer fruit aroma.

"Where to, that is of course leaving here, don't think just because you're a small dog-type Digimon you can stay here, if you're discovered by the Gluttony Beast King's hound, you'll be unlucky all the same."

"Hound?"

"That's Dobermon, it's the Gluttony Beast King's loyal running dog, before, it brought the suddenly appeared Gluttony Beast King to attack other Digimon everywhere, heard that the Gluttony Beast King would bring back the attacked Digimon to eat them, is an extremely terrifying existence."

Little Dog Digimon: "..."

It had already realized what the Gluttony Beast King in Palmon and the others' mouths was.

"Did you get it wrong?"

The little dog Digimon asked.

"Get what wrong?"

"The matter of Dobermon and the Gluttony Beast King attacking other Digimon."

"No mistake, this is what some lucky Digimon who escaped with their lives said."

Palmon spoke sincere and earnest.

"Said what?"

"Said the Gluttony Beast King is a Demon Man-type Digimon resembling a human child in appearance, and the other party appeared in this dense forest to devour all Digimon here, yet is an extremely evil and terrifying existence."

"Huh, so there's actually this kind of bad guy Digimon, but I don't seem to have encountered one."

Palmon felt something was off, how did the sky suddenly get a bit dark.

"Pa-Palmon, quick look overhead."

Kunemon stuttered a bit, gave a reminder.

Palmon raised its head to look, a huge drooping black dragon head entered its field of vision.

Turned out it wasn't that the sky darkened, but the huge body of this ferocious Digimon BlackDragonmon obscured the sky overhead.

However, the other party wasn't the most dangerous right now, the most dangerous was below the comatose BlackDragonmon, with a petite body forming a stark contrast, single-handedly holding up BlackDragonmon's huge body, a boy floating in the air.

"Hey, the Gluttony Beast King you spoke of, where is the other party?"

Broly asked again.

"Snap~"

Palmon's legs went a bit soft, it plopped down on its butt on the ground, looking at him with a terrified expression: "Glu-Gluttony Beast King!"

Broly: "???"

"Wait, if he's the Gluttony Beast King, then who are you?"

Palmon reacted, looked toward the little dog Digimon.

"I'm probably the running dog you all spoke of, the Champion-level 'Dobermon'."

The Rookie little dog Digimon was a bit speechless, but still answered Palmon's question.

"Done for, turns out this is a trap, we're all going to be eaten..."

Kunemon was a bit despairing.

The other Baby-level Digimon were in much the same situation.

The timid Minomon and Botamon had already shrunk together in a ball.

"What's with them?"

Broly didn't understand this group of Digimon's reaction, directly asked the little dog Digimon.

"They seem to be taking you, Abu, as the bad guy who would devour other Digimon."

The little dog Digimon was a bit helpless, although this was part of the truth, the truth was actually not like this.

"The bad guy is actually me?"

Broly blanked for a moment, then observed the three Rookie Digimon below.

Palmon and Palmon need not be mentioned, both are Plant-type Digimon, one look and they're not tasty.

Rather, the chubby Kunemon looks like a plump, tender, delicious specimen.

Kunemon's body was trembling, a top-tier predator's gaze brought it immense pressure.

"Gluttony Beast King, Kunemon isn't tasty, please don't eat me, I beg you."

Kunemon began pleading.

"I don't eat worm meat."

Broly blurted out, after reacting added another sentence: "Temporarily not eating, because I have dragon meat to eat today."

(Chapter End)