Chapter 270: Allowing a Safety Net, Guaranteeing the Wife Beast Realizes Stage-Wishes

"You're back?"

"I'm back, Abu. What are you doing?"

The little dog Digimon who had returned to Fruit Tree Manor asked, looking at Broly standing by the tree stump holding a wooden mallet.

"I'm making rice cakes."

"You're going to eat the Rice Cake Digimon?"

The little dog Digimon's eyes went wide.

"Not eat you guys. A Beetle Digimon found a truck loaded with glutinous rice outside, and also found a method for making rice cakes on it. We tried making some in the village and they tasted pretty good, so we brought some glutinous rice here to offer to the Gluttony Digimon King."

The Rice Cake Digimon answered while holding up steamer baskets, then poured the steamed glutinous rice into the wooden stump that had been hollowed out into a concave pit beside them.

"I'm ready, Gluttony Digimon King."

On the other side of the stump, the Beetle Digimon had washed its claws and was already prepared to act as the rice cake pounding aide.

"Then let's begin. I'll make extra rice cakes, and once they're done, little dog Digimon, you take Cactus Digimon and the others to distribute the rice cakes to the other Digimon."

Broly liked sharing food with his own people. The Digimon in the dense forest weren't human, but they viewed him as their King, often bringing him food or providing information on where to find delicious food, so Broly naturally regarded these Digimon as his own people.

This time, the Beetle Digimon and Rice Cake Digimon obtained a truckload of glutinous rice. After tasting the rice cakes they brought, Broly found the texture and flavor quite good, so he wanted to turn the glutinous rice the Rice Cake Digimon offered into rice cakes and send them to the other Digimon in the dense forest to let them have a taste as well.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

Broly struck the glutinous rice with the wooden mallet; the solid wooden hammer was no different from a toy hammer in his hands.

However, his striking force was precisely measured, not smashing the wooden stump directly.

And the speed of the falling hammer was also controlled in a slow, steady state.

This speed allowed the Beetle Digimon to put its claws down to turn the glutinous rice without being hit by the hammer.

Even if the Beetle Digimon made a mistake and was accidentally struck, it wouldn't be injured; at most its claws might hurt a little.

The wooden hammer went up and down. The little dog Digimon watched from the side for a while, then slowly started yawning.

The repetitive motion had a somewhat hypnotic effect; the little dog Digimon got a bit sleepy, but quickly shook its head.

Its two floppy ears fanned along with the motion.

The little dog Digimon came to Broly's leg, tilted its head up, and said to the boy: "Abu, Abu, do you know what happened today?"

"What happened?"

Broly, swinging the wooden mallet, didn't ignore the little dog Digimon just because he was making rice cakes; he asked.

"It's like this..."

The little dog Digimon immediately told the boy about the Nanimon village being attacked by a Giant Bird Digimon.

"Little dog Digimon, you're amazing. Just Champion level and you defeated a Champion — truly worthy of being my Digimon."

After hearing the little dog Digimon's description, Broly didn't stint on his praise, and in his heart he also understood the situation of the little dog Digimon's Happiness Value fluctuating earlier.

"But I didn't keep that Giant Bird Digimon."

The praised little dog Digimon's tail started wagging, but thinking about how it still let the Giant Bird Digimon escape in the end, it felt a bit disappointed and stopped wagging its tail.

"What does that matter? Our family doesn't lack food."

Broly thought the little dog Digimon was sad because it hadn't caught that Giant Bird Digimon, so he immediately comforted it.

"I wanted to keep the Giant Bird Digimon, but not for food."

The little dog Digimon hurriedly said.

"Then what for?"

The first batch of glutinous rice was pounded. Broly put down the hammer, had the Beetle Digimon make rice cakes with the pounded rice first, then scooped up the little dog Digimon by his leg, held it up, and asked:

"At the time, I thought that Nanimon was dead. I wanted to avenge the Nanimon friends who died for Squeakmon."

The little dog Digimon answered honestly.

"So, did that Nanimon die?"

Broly pursued the question.

"It didn't die."

The little dog Digimon immediately shook its head.

"Then what are you disappointed about?"

Broly didn't quite understand.

"The Cactus Digimon that evolved from Palmon said that Giant Bird Digimon is a subordinate of another Digimon King outside the dense forest. I didn't keep the Giant Bird Digimon and let it escape. I'm worried the Digimon King behind it might come seeking us out."

"If they come seeking us out, so be it. Do you still worry that I might not be able to defeat other Digimon?"

"No, I believe Abu you're the most powerful..."

"Then why?"

Broly held the little dog Digimon in his hand up to level with his own head, and looked at it with a questioning gaze.

"It should be me protecting you, Abu, but now it's reversed — you're protecting me. And while being protected by you, I still brought you trouble..."

The little dog Digimon spoke its inner voice.

"That's not true at all."

Broly interrupted the little dog Digimon's words.

"I am the person you waited for, and you are the partner I wanted to find. We are one; there's no such thing as who brings trouble to whom."

Thinking it over, Broly felt the little dog Digimon might feel its own self-worth was too low, just like Aqua Master once worried she had no function in another world, so he said to the little dog Digimon:

"How about this, little dog Digimon. As long as it's trouble you can solve yourself, I won't intervene. But if you can't solve it yourself and need my help, don't face it alone — bring it to me, okay?"

The most direct way to raise a wife's Happiness Value is to fulfill the wife's current wishes that need fulfilling.

Since the little dog Digimon now had doubts about its own value of existence, Broly didn't mind letting the little dog Digimon face some things on its own to prove itself.

In fact, at the very beginning the little dog Digimon felt staying with him was happiness, and the situation was indeed so.

But this happiness of staying together, after reaching a certain degree, the speed at which the happiness value on Gabumon increased, greatly slowed down.

However, during this period, if new needs arose again, and Gabumon produced new thoughts, as long as the other party's thoughts were satisfied, and the other party's stage-specific wishes were realized, it would once again allow Gabumon's happiness value to enter a state of rapid increase.

This is also why Broly has always stayed in this dense forest, and never refuses more Digimon in the dense forest pledging allegiance to him.

Only because Gabumon likes to uphold justice for other Digimon.

When it is sought out by some Digimon to uphold justice, it can obtain corresponding satisfaction in the process of upholding justice.

And this satisfaction would then be transformed into happiness value.

Right now, it is merely that another matter causing Gabumon trouble has appeared; believing that as long as it is resolved, Gabumon's happiness value will once again enter a state of accelerated increase.

Regarding this, Broly is happy to see it succeed.

"Broly-sama, the first batch of rice cakes is done." Kuwagamon is one with discernment; he only spoke after Gabumon seriously agreed to Broly.

"Then, continue making the second batch of rice cakes. Gabumon, do you want to come help too?"

Broly asked, and Gabumon hurriedly nodded.

Over the next few days, the Digimon in the dense forest received rice cakes made by their own Great King.

Those who ate the rice cakes were deeply moved.

On the other side, the Giant Birdmon who fled the dense forest in a panic also found his own Great King who was holding a mobile concert.

"The matter is like this, Great King Gokumon, that group of Digimon from the East Forest really don't give you face.

Even knowing I am your subordinate, they still beat me into this state, and I inquired that behind that group of Digimon, there seems to be a guy called the Gluttony Beast Great King......"

Giant Birdmon was driven away by Gabumon, but he was too embarrassed to directly seek out Gokumon, after all, admitting he was defeated head-on by a Champion Digimon was simply too shameful.

Giant Birdmon instead dispatched some Champion Digimon subordinates to secretly infiltrate the dense forest to investigate Gabumon's situation.

Only after learning that behind the other party, there might exist an Ultimate Digimon, did he dare come find his own Great King.

Giant Birdmon added oil and vinegar to the story, telling it all, directly causing Gokumon, who had a Monkey Doll hanging at his waist, to flare up with anger.

"Great King Gokumon, on the Server Continent, you are the true Digimon King, yet that Digimon in the dense forest dares to provoke your prestige, really looking down on you too much, you cannot just let them off like this, please sortie and give those Digimon a lesson."

As Giant Birdmon's words fell, he was kicked flying by Gokumon, who was like a puppet monkey: "You guy, you actually dare to command me, just who is the Great King, you or me?"

"Sorry, Great King Gokumon, you are the Great King."

Giant Birdmon, in pain, hurriedly prostrated on the ground and apologized.

"Hmph~"

Gokumon coldly snorted, only then saying: "On the Server Continent, guys who dare not give This Great King face will have no good end, but right now This Great King's concert tour is more important, so it's a matter of singing it through first before speaking of this; as for you, Giant Birdmon, This Great King will give you a task."

"Great King Gokumon, please instruct."

"Starting today, you go mobilize our armies in all places."

"Eh?"

"If the dense forest side is truly as you say, already an Ultimate force that has unified the internal Digimon of the dense forest, then what awaits us next might be a war!"

Gokumon issued the task; after Giant Birdmon accepted the task, he asked with some doubt: "Great King Gokumon, why don't you use the Internet to notify the Digimon armies in all places? Wouldn't that be faster?"

"Idiot, why mobilize the army so fast? I said I'll finish the concert tour first before speaking of it; you guy, mobilize the army from another direction for me, wait until I finish the concert tour, then rendezvous with me at the L9 Region, now, scram!"

"Yes."

Giant Birdmon was yelled out.

"A new Ultimate Digimon force?"

In the desert region, inside an Inverted Pyramid, the sealed Vademon, through the camera on Gokumon's concert vehicle, completely saw the scene of Giant Birdmon pouring out his grievances, merely thought for a while in the seal, then decided to create some trouble for Gokumon.

"What's going on, Gokumon's army seems to be gathering?"

Several days later, inside an Illusion Barrier oasis, the petite, pink dumpling-shaped Piccolomon, watching the Champion Digimon Legion belonging to Gokumon's command passing by outside her own Illusion Barrier, was somewhat doubtful.

To be safe, Piccolomon flew back to her Dojo, and activated a communication device placed in a room deep inside the Dojo.

"Piccolomon, you contacting me at this time, is something the matter?"

After the communication device was activated, a virtual image of a white-bearded old man emerged, the other party asking directly as soon as he appeared.

"Gennai, have the Chosen Children already come to the Server Continent side?"

Piccolomon was somewhat suspicious.

"No, they are still on File Island side, worrying about how to deal with Devimon."

Old man Gennai shook his head.

"Then this is a bit strange; the Chosen Children haven't come to the Server Continent side yet, so why are Gokumon's subordinates gathering?"

Piccolomon was somewhat confused.

Hearing this, Old man Gennai's expression changed somewhat, as if suddenly thinking of something, only then saying to Piccolomon: "There are actually eight Chosen Children, Piccolomon, you know this matter, right?"

"I know, what about it?"

"Among them, one Chosen Child's Digimon Egg, Holy Plan, and Badge, many years ago, when I escaped carrying them from the laboratory attacked by the Clown King, I accidentally dropped and lost them."

Old man Gennai paused, then continued: "And the place lost was on the Server Continent, but the Dark Forces grew large, and we also couldn't conduct a large-scale search there, so we could only choose to believe in fate's arrangement.

However, when the Holy Plan was previously activated, the activated Holy Plans detected on this side numbered eight.

Among them, a signal emitted was on the Server Continent side, although that signal only appeared for an instant, then disappeared without a trace."

Old man Gennai did not say further, but Piccolomon had already understood.

The eighth Chosen Child, perhaps when the Holy Plan opened, was also summoned to this world.

Only, unlike the first seven Chosen Children whose appearance location was File Island (File Island), the other party might have directly appeared on the Server Continent side.

"Why didn't you tell me this matter earlier?!"

Piximon immediately grew anxious, and began to somewhat blame Gennai.

"I thought the Digivice had malfunctioned; after all, once the Holy Plan was activated, as long as one didn't enter a special zone, there would be a signal display on this side."

Gennai explained, then added, "Piximon, don't be anxious; Son Goku's mobilization of the army may have nothing to do with the eighth Chosen Child."

Piximon nodded, feeling Gennai made sense, but it still paced back and forth, unable to fully set its mind at ease.

"No, I still have to go out and take a look; if it has nothing to do with the eighth Chosen Child, then so be it, but if it does involve the eighth Chosen Child, and the eighth Chosen Child has truly come to this side, then I must help."

"Piximon, you must be careful."

"No need to worry; Son Goku is no match for me."

"I'm telling you to be careful of the Dark Four Heavenly Kings; don't let them notice you."

"Rest assured, you still don't know my skill at hiding.

Moreover, before the Chosen Children truly possess the power to threaten them, the Dark Four Heavenly Kings probably won't make a move lightly either.

For them, maintaining the Digital World's current status quo is more important than completely overwhelming the forces of light."

"That's true as well."

Piximon's words earned Gennai's agreement.

After hanging up the communication, Piximon grabbed its staff and hurried out the door.

It was going to investigate the reason Son Goku's legion had suddenly gathered.

(Chapter End)