Chapter 288

"Evolution successful, then come over and let me check your bodies."

Facing two Floramon with extremely high natural affinity, Nanomon displayed the typical style of a Machine Digimon, refusing to bow to the Floramon's charm; his attitude was no different from when he had dealt with the two unevolved Palmon earlier.

The Floramon had no objections; fluttering wings thin as cicada wings, they greeted Lord Tyrannomon beside them, then flew to the mechanical beds for data scanning and lay their petite bodies directly upon them, while Nanomon operated the instruments beside them.

This procedure was mainly to scan the detailed data constituting the Floramon, so that when Tyrannomon evolved into Floramon for reference, the required evolution data could be proportioned and filled in according to the finished Floramon's data.

This was a rather meticulous task requiring no small amount of time; after watching for a while, Tyrannomon ran off to the side room to check the monitors.

"Yo, Tyrannomon, here to watch your boy again?"

Piximon was inside drinking juice; before it were the real-time feeds captured by the surveillance equipment installed around the Data Absorption Factory Castle. Seeing Tyrannomon enter, it greeted the white cat.

"How are the other Chosen Children? Any new Super Evolution existences appear?"

Tyrannomon found on the screen a room where his own Agumon was being tutored in mathematics by Joe Kido, then asked Piximon.

"No. The Chosen Children have already gotten familiar with the Adult-level Digimon in the castle; knowing they're in no danger, they've all laid flat one by one.

Look — weaving wreaths for Digimon babies, tutoring your Agumon in math, forming a theatrical troupe with Gomamon.

Every single one lacks ambition; I have no idea how they're supposed to Super Evolve."

Piximon seemed somewhat helpless.

Fortunately, there were still Chosen Children who gave it relief.

On another screen appeared the figures of Greymon and Garurumon.

They followed into Megadramon's territory; though the Perfect-level Megadramon had already bitten the dust, quite a few Adult-level Megadramon still existed in the area.

The two Chosen Children and their Digimon, attacked by multiple wild Megadramon, displayed extremely excellent battlefield evasion skills worthy of evolution components, as well as their partner Digimon's ability to fight cooperatively outnumbered.

Under constant ambush, Yamato Ishida came to acknowledge Taichi Yagami's leadership, learning to let his highly mobile Garurumon roam and flank, covering Greymon as the frontline tank damage dealer.

Now, even at 2 versus 4 Adult-level Megadramon, they didn't lose the slightest ground.

"Fox Flame!"

Seeing a Megadramon attempt a sneak attack on Greymon from behind, Garurumon sprayed a mouthful of flame at it.

"Careful."

Beside them, another Megadramon dove at Garurumon, only to be knocked flying by Greymon charging in at the same moment.

The two Adult partner Digimon coordinated seamlessly, just like the two Chosen Children using rubble to kite a Megadramon.

"You okay, Taichi?"

"I'm fine, Yamato. Thanks to your thrown stones drawing the Megadramon's attention, otherwise I'd be dead."

"Think nothing of it. If you hadn't tackled me the instant the Megadramon appeared, I'd be the one done for."

Without outside interference, advancing together toward the goal of saving their comrades, the two helped each other, and in the process built a solid comrade bond.

In the long-range footage, Piximon could sometimes see the badges hanging around their necks occasionally emit light; clearly, the time for their partner Digimon to Super Evolve wasn't too far off.

"Tonight, I'll go over and bring Agumon back; you discuss with him how to continue training, or whether to end the Chosen Children business."

Tyrannomon said.

"Fine."

Piximon nodded; being able to let some Chosen Children achieve Super Evolution was already satisfying enough; now was indeed the time to consider wrapping things up.

That night, Broly was carried back by Witchmon; upon hearing Piximon wanted to wrap up, he was somewhat surprised.

"Mimi, Hikari, Takeru — their Digimon haven't Super Evolved yet, and you want to end training now?"

"Dragging it out is useless; they've already gotten chummy with the Digimon in the Data Factory Castle.

Unless, like last time, we deliberately enter the territory of a ferocious Perfect-level Digimon like Megadramon, plunging the castle into crisis, there's no way to force out the remaining Chosen Children's potential.

But even then, whether potential can be forced out is still unknown; more likely, the enemy would be easily dealt with by the Chosen Children's partner Digimon that have already Super Evolved.

And there are only so many Perfect-level Digimon on Server Continent; I can't think of any way to plunge those Chosen Children into crisis again."

Piximon spoke the truth — this was why it planned to end training: both the lack of external pressure and its feeling that this was enough; for the Chosen Children's current growth, it was already very satisfied.

"Actually, there is still a way to plunge the Chosen Children into crisis again."

"What other way?"

Piximon frowned and asked.

"Don't forget we have ourselves."

"But we're all chummy now; can't bring a sense of crisis. Without crisis sense, can't force out the Chosen Children's potential."

"Crisis sense — even if there isn't any, you can just create it yourself."

Broly didn't think this was a problem; having once studied at the Red Demon Clan Red Prison Academy, he clearly knew that even without danger, one can personally manufacture danger to make a cool entrance — that kind of special knowledge.

"Right now our inability to bring crisis sense to the Chosen Children is mainly related to how, after capturing them, we only absorb their partner Digimon's evolution data in limited amounts. To make crisis sense appear again is actually very simple: just change the style, from limited data absorption to unrestrained data absorption."

"Ah, but wouldn't such an attitude shift be too abrupt?"

Piximon asked.

"A direct attitude shift like that would definitely be abrupt, but just add a little detail — give reasonable explanations for some unreasonable points — and it should work."

"Specifically how?"

"Let me think..."

Broly thought a moment and soon had an idea.

Witchmon is the villain Digimon King — that can stay the same.

But the goal changes from wanting the data cows to produce milk, to wanting to directly slaughter the data cows and eat the meat.

"The reason: say she feels extracting data slowly is too slow, so she wants to extract it clean in one go."

Broly gave a reasonable explanation, but Nanomon raised an objection.

"Gluttony Digimon King, even if you drain all the data from those partner Digimon's bodies, we still can't get much evolution data, because the true providers of evolution data are the Chosen Children themselves, not their Digimon."

"That's objective fact, but we know that — Mimi and Joe and the others don't; as a pretext, it's perfectly plausible."

Broly nodded, yet shook his head again, saying he merely needed a passable crisis pretext, not a genuine need to manufacture a crisis pretext.

"Alright."

Molecule Beast had no objection.

"Then the pretext is set; as for the specific execution, do we have the Champion Digimon in the castle directly move against the Chosen Children and their Digimon?"

Fairy Digimon pursued the question.

"Wouldn't that be too dangerous? If control slips, our Digimon might suffer casualties; those Chosen Children now have two Ultimate Digimon, after all."

Dirumon was somewhat worried.

"Mm, Dirumon your worry is correct, so this time the Digimon from the Data Factory side will not move against the Chosen Children; instead you will move against them." "Eh?"

"As for the script, I've already thought up a bit: in getting along with the Chosen Children, the castle Digimon gradually grow fond of the Chosen Children.

Therefore, upon learning their King's drain-the-pond-to-catch-the-fish data absorption plan, they secretly notify the Chosen Children and sneak them out to leave.

And during the Chosen Children's escape, LadyDevimon discovers the Digimon who betrayed her, and right before the Chosen Children's eyes eliminates the traitors.

Mm, Koushiro Izumi told me that the scene of us eliminating Gazimon and Pagumon when we first met made them think we are super evil Digimon; I feel this scene can very well bring them pressure; what do you think?"

Fairy Digimon and Dirumon exchanged a glance, feeling this script was quite good.

"If LadyDevimon acts, the castle Digimon can fully cooperate in acting, no need to worry about being killed by the Chosen Children's Partner Digimon who don't know the truth.

And the scene of the Digimon they got along well with dying will undoubtedly stimulate the Chosen Children's hearts.

The remaining Partner Digimon that haven't achieved Super Evolution might just achieve Super Evolution under this stimulation."

Fairy Digimon nodded, indicating recognition of Broly's proposed training new script, but then thought of Tai Yi and Yamato Ishida and asked Broly: "Then what about these two children? The Chosen Children in the castle have arrangements, but what roles do they have?"

"Uh, we can have them rendezvous first, then arrange LadyDevimon to act when they escape."

Broly patched things up; Tai Yi and Yamato Ishida had been separated too long, making him nearly forget the number of Chosen Children — there were actually two more.

"This casual..."

Fairy Digimon was somewhat speechless, then looked at Dirumon.

"But this way, the pressure falls on LadyDevimon's side.

If the Chosen Children truly erupt, causing all their Partner Digimon to Super Evolve.

LadyDevimon might have to face seven powerful Ultimate Digimon."

"Rest assured, at that time I will be together with LadyDevimon."

Ultimate Digimon strength, Broly felt was just that, no pressure.

"Almost forgot, you're the one who can press an Ultimate Digimon to beat it... uh, Chosen Child."

Fairy Digimon's expression was somewhat strange when saying this.

To this day, it still harbored some doubt about Broly's Chosen Child identity.

"Abu, I can go myself."

Dirumon at this moment tilted its head up, indicating it alone could handle it.

"Fine, at that time I'll let you go first; if you can't hold on, I'll step in to help, okay?"

Broly squatted down, dotingly stroking the head of the headstrong white cat.

"Good."

Dirumon rubbed against the boy's hand, resolving to perform properly at that time, to let Abu know it was the best Partner Digimon, and no other Partner Digimon could replace its position.

"Gluttony Beast King, you've come to this side?"

At this moment two Lalamon walked in from outside, still holding juice drinks and drinking; upon seeing Broly they greeted quite respectfully.

"Who are you?"

Broly looked at the two Lalamon with some puzzlement.

"I am Palmon evolved into Togemon evolved into Lalamon."

"I am Palmon evolved into Togemon evolved into Lalamon."

The two Lalamon self-introduced, yet also knew their appearance had changed too much.

"Eh?!"

Hearing this, Broly subconsciously looked at the Crystal Palace Panel, only to discover not a hint of prompt on it.

After inquiring he learned that although those before him were also Lalamon, and two of them, they were not within the Crystal Palace recognized wife range.

The particularity of Digimon Wife was far more particular than he imagined.

"Have you already attempted to evolve into Lalamon?"

Broly asked Dirumon.

"Yes."

Dirumon nodded.

"Abu, do you think if I appeared before you in this posture, you would like it?"

Immediately after, the white cat pointed at the two Lalamon and asked bluntly.

Broly glanced at the charming Lalamon, then at the cute Dirumon, and picked up Dirumon: "As long as it's you transformed, I like all."

Dirumon is soft and fluffy, LadyDevimon is cold as ice, while Lalamon feels like the fragrant type.

Across two or three meters distance, Broly could smell the fresh fragrance emanating from the two Lalamon.

This scent was very light, yet somewhat pleasant, making him want to lean closer to carefully sniff.

However, feeling Dirumon might get angry, Broly didn't do so.

Merely held Dirumon up, buried his face in Dirumon's white little belly, and sniffed its scent.

"Did you go sunbathe today?"

"Sunbathed a little."

"No wonder there's a scent of sunlight on you."

Broly didn't hate this smell; it had the feeling of sun-dried bedding.

"Gluttony Beast King, the scent of sunlight — reportedly it's the smell of mite corpses after being roasted."

Molecule Beast reminded with a sentence.

"This is the Digital World; how could there be Real World mites?"

Fairy Beast started complaining.

Flower Fairy Beast: "???"

A silly-cute appearance, not knowing what this was about.

However, they also sniffed each other, because they had also sunbathed, to test the various data after evolving into Flower Fairy Beasts.

And their photosynthetic efficiency, compared to when they were Cactus Beasts at the Champion level, had increased by more than fifty percent.

Theoretically, they could already survive on clear water alone, beautiful girl Digimon with no physiological needs.

No need to fart, and wouldn't poop stinky either; their whole bodies are fragrant, completely satisfying certain people's beautiful cognition of abnormal beautiful girls.

(Chapter End)