Chapter 1738

NO. 352: It's not too late to start feeling itchy and grow a brain now.

As expected, I still bid farewell.

Although it was hardly easy to have any resonance with that, the human youth who ought to have exchanged a few words met face to face, but seeing that the other party was busy with something, Jes Beast still chose to show respect.

And at the same time, he heard the 'voice' again.

The fractured rhythm echoed in his heart, a sharp tremor flitted past his ears; although it was so subtle it could be considered an illusion, he still caught it.

Jes Beast never misses the slightest sign of anomaly and chaos.

'Probably counts as a common trait.' Watching the other party dash away under the escort of the three sword-blade spirits, a fleeting shadow vanished, Aomo thoughtfully recalled the only two office members who hadn't joined the group trip.

Leaving aside the blue-haired teenager who is still a high school student in his own world, the guy who is still a super agent also roams the computer world every day without rest.

'Anyone whose name contains Justice just can't take a break.'

Besides, one should find a chance to arrange for those two guys to meet, or something… Aomo, who had temporarily set aside this spur-of-the-moment idea, turned his head back, and saw Xiayu Tuohai directing like a traffic officer, waving his arms, guiding several huge Digimon that needed to bend over or even lie down to crawl out of the portal to take their positions.

Hei'an Battle Fury Dragon Beast, even with its data volume restricted, still has a towering build; it can be called a silent and mighty ultimate Digimon akin to a killing machine.

Ultimate Bow Garuru Beast, nicknamed the Cannon Steel Dog, a subspecies of Metal Garuru Beast, is an ultimate Digimon with greater firepower than the latter.

Rust Giant Dragon Beast, a newly emerged Digimon that reconstructs the framework data of the Infinity Dragon Beast at a glance, its very framework dictates a base height over ten meters, a huge build; its appearance can be described as a rust-colored steel giant dragon beast, and this is precisely the evolution route recently explored, yet extremely hard to replicate, approaching the Super Ultimate Steel Crimson Dragon—

'You… wait a moment, wait a moment!!'

'Eh?'

Still urging the Rust Giant Dragon Beast to push out like a midwife urging labor, Xiayu Tuohai was suddenly grabbed by his brother and pulled elsewhere, having no choice but to first greet the one on standby.

'What's wrong? Aren't we after efficiency?'

'Is this what you call efficiency?' Aomo silently gazed at the Rust Giant Dragon Beast being observed by Belze beside it, 'An ultimate combination focused on firepower? Your way of assisting the investigation won't be to drive more heavy firepower to destroy everything, will it?'

'And how did you even create that guy? Wasn't the agreement that it would be the "Steel Crimson Dragon that has survived since creation and governs destruction"?'

'Wow! You actually read the last issue of the Digimon magazine? I thought I'd have to explain everything from scratch.' Tuohai sounded somewhat delighted.

'How could I not pay attention to something that looks like a Type-3 Machine Dragon? I still remember it's a fusion of Infinity Dragon Beast and Holy Shield Dragon Beast.'

'Actually, Machine Fury Dragon Beast and Orange Big Gurla Beast could also be tried,' said the red-haired net detective, eyebrows flying with excitement, 'the route is feasible, but so far there have been no successful cases.'

'You haven't succeeded either.'

'Nope.'

'Don't mention the failures; you also fused with Holy Shield Dragon Beast, right?'

'I've failed twenty-six times, but fortunately a failed Digimon fusion evolution doesn't incur too much loss; to ensure harmony of mind and rhythm, it's really not easy for me.'

'If you succeed, just be glad about it; I've always thought this kind of fusion evolution requires favorable timing, location, and harmony.'

'Shouldn't favorable timing, location, and harmony also apply to me?' Xiayu Tuohai shook his eyebrows with hands on hips, 'What's hard about following the path others have taken? It's just persistence; you don't think Rust counts as some unique Digimon, do you?'

He said, waving a hand and glancing at his brother's Digimon partner.

'Not even the Seven Great Demon Lords can claim uniqueness.'

'Your words make it sound like Belze used to be a Lilith Beast, or perhaps a gender-bent Beelzebub; if you disgust her, I won't side with you.'

'I'm not saying she's provoked those few Demon Lord Beasts; to face a Demon Lord and come out unscathed without the traits of the Seven Sins, she must be hiding something—do you dare say you understand her well enough?'

'I dare say she's on her way, and besides, you shouldn't think our conversation is muted—she can hear it.'

'That's true; I've seen her glare at me. In a world where even speaking plain truth earns hatred, it's brutal, so I prefer staying in the Digital World.'

'Don't equate aggressiveness with social anxiety expression; your partners are either just quiet or not fond of thinking, which is why they haven't attacked you.'

'I think your aggressiveness isn't low either, Aomo.'

'In this particularly irritable phase, dealing with this inefficient communication and thought—alright!' He clapped his palms together, gave a hard smack, Aomo turned his head back, glanced at the two-meter Belstal Beast that had somehow grown a bit and now stood before him, then turned his head again.

'Let's discuss your lineup selection again; we don't need this firepower setup that would directly destroy someone else's base, and such a huge data volume makes stable mimicry hard to guarantee—unless you can produce technology more efficient than those two badges.'

'Eh? I still wanted to show off my other partners.'

'…I'll look at them later.'

The enthusiasm of 'Brother, look at my lineup!' is still strong in memory; little Aomo can't fail to understand it, but the resentful gaze behind him grows more direct, forcing him to seek a way to end the topic quickly: 'All we need is to keep in touch with Jes Beast, and when necessary just send out a call—after all, he's always able to sense the anomalies here, right?'

'Any abnormal network status in Heaven Gate City is definitely related to the Digital World, and the most likely place is obviously this Hei'an area—don't tell me you haven't considered this.'

'Of course we've thought about it, but precisely because of that we instead suspect the other side is hatching a plot in the main world,' he said, as Xiayu Tuohai carefully went around Aomo's side, more precisely to avoid the Belstal Beast looming over Aomo's head like an eight-foot-tall adult bending down to oversee everyone, then after a few steps his pace suddenly quickened: 'In short, I'll first go communicate with the partners and swap in another team of Digimon that can assist with investigation and disguise.'

'Right, you'd better hurry; according to what I know, that shop won't stay open much longer.'

After Aomo finished shouting into the distance, he raised a hand to scratch his slightly itchy temple, then stepped forward two steps, turned around, and looked……

He saw the displeased purple eyes atop the two huge chests blocking his view.

'What are you doing this time?'

As an ultimate Digimon and one whose data is usually compressed, the Belstal Beast's normal height hovers between 1.7 and 1.8 meters, but this entire physique can also be adjusted via data volume.

A little relaxation turns it into the towering eight-foot-tall adult we see now; further relaxation makes it a mixed-blood titan, complete relaxation a giantess theme—also fitting the stature of a battle-hardened ultimate Digimon.

Of course, a huge build not only boosts output but also makes it easy to become a sluggish target, so unless facing an equally massive foe, the Belstal Beast prefers its compressed form.

Even simpler, just devolve into a Witch Beast's form to walk around—actually more relaxing.

But now she might feel that being a bit taller, able to overlook and even block the light shining on her partner, better meets the current need.

Like a sense of oppression……

'That guy's badmouthing your partner, huh! Aren't you going to speak up for me instead of just chatting with him and not caring about your partner?'

'?' However, feeling no sense of oppression, the Aomo puppet merely regarded her three eyes, which seemed devoid of any acting, with some surprise: 'It should be me, not you, who's turned into a childlike mind—where did Lady Belstal Beast pick up this human-like stubbornness?'

'Human-like? Shouldn't caring for one's partner be the most basic fundamentals?'

'Indeed it's basic, but the standard for measurement isn't here; otherwise look over there—Tuohai and his partners, see how they mutually tolerate and get along.'

'You just said they're quiet and don't like thinking, which is why you tolerate him.'

'……'

But you don't like thinking either.

(End of chapter)