Digimon: I really didn't want to be the Digimon Emperor!

Cheng Yuanmin noticed the ground shaking—Kang Zhaodi's pangolin was lurking underground!

"Shadow Clone!" he decided immediately. The little dog beast blurred and split into two clones, the three white figures fleeing in different directions at the same time.

"How come there's an extra clone?" Zhao Lu stared wide-eyed in surprise.

The pangolin, emerging from the ground, hesitated, unsure which one to chase.

Even more shockingly, these clones no longer disappeared in five seconds as before, but continued to exist, each leading two or three Digimon and circling around the field.

As the three little dogs reunited, Cheng Yuan seized the opportunity: "Extreme Speed ​​Collision!"

The pangolin on the shimmering ground instinctively protected its weak belly, only to find that the charging little dog beast had vanished in a blur.

"Bang!" On the other side, the hedgehog was hit solidly and sent flying, followed by a Holy Light Bullet that finished it off, sending it out of the arena.

"A brilliant feint!" Xu Xin laughed heartily from the sidelines. "One kill!"

On the other side, the Puppy Beast charged forward like lightning, and when it got close to the Pangolin, it suddenly let out a piercing roar, which interrupted the opponent's Bouldering skill.

The tamer of the Flower Beast, in his folly, released poisonous gas to try and restrict the movement of the puppy beasts, only to be met with a chorus of curses: "Are you an idiot? This will poison our own people!"

Taking advantage of the opportunity, the dogmon sprinted to the sidelines, unleashing five holy light bullets. Several Digimon frantically dodged, thinking they had successfully avoided the attack, but unexpectedly, the light orbs suddenly changed direction, circling around like suicide drones, and launching a sneak attack from behind!

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!" The Insect Beast and Flower Beast, hit by several bullets, fell to the ground.

"The Holy Light Bullet can track you?" Wang Wei wailed. "Is this cheating?"

Now that his trump card had been revealed, Cheng Yuan decided to unleash his full potential and employ kite tactics. His unpredictable Holy Light Bullet took down two more Digimon, leaving only Gearmon and Sandslammon on the field.

"It's better if no one else gets in the way!" Kang Zhao shouted. The pangolin burst out of the ground, its earth-splitting claws sweeping across the entire area—this was a wide-range attack, leaving almost nowhere to escape!

Behind them, Zhao Lu's Gearmon set up a high-voltage electric net, blocking the retreat of the Puppymon. Dense lightning balls and holy light bullets clashed, giving the Puppymon no chance to use Roar to interrupt the skill.

"Little dog, in the air!" Cheng Yuan thought quickly.

The little dog beast charged and leaped into the air at top speed, dodging the power of the Earthclaw. In mid-air, it summoned five Holy Light Bullets to block the Lightning Balls, and at the same time, it suddenly summoned four Shadow Balls! These pitch-black energy balls attacked the pangolin without any pattern.

The pangolin had just used its Earthclaw, but its strength was running low, so it couldn't dig any deeper and just endured several Shadow Orbs.

However, while these heavily armored Digimon could withstand the blast of Holy Light, the Shadow Balls, being highly corrosive, were the bane of their scales. Hit by four Shadow Balls simultaneously, the pangolin's scales were corroded, creating four holes that hissed and crackled, revealing the decaying flesh inside.

It's countered by dark-type blood.

Divine light overcomes darkness, and darkness overcomes everything else.

"Stop!" Xu Xin suddenly called a halt to the match. "Did you all see that? This is the consequence of a lack of teamwork!"

Gearmon stopped in time, and Puppymon landed on the ground, panting and exhausted.

The nine trainers looked at each other, their faces full of embarrassment, and each went to comfort their Digimon.

Cheng Yuan quickly used his meager wealth points to boost the little dog's stats, then pulled out an energy drink and poured it into its mouth. "Drink slowly...don't choke..."

"Well done, partner." Cheng Yuan rubbed its little head. "But next time, could you tell me in advance when you learned to create two shadow clones?"

"Woof~" The little dog wagged its tail proudly, its expression clearly saying: Surprised?

“Cheng Yuan’s performance was outstanding,” Xu Xin commented, “but what is even more worthy of learning is his tactical thinking—finding opportunities in disadvantages and creating advantages in chaos.”

He glanced around at the swarming, blood-stained walls and said, "From now on, whether in the wild or in cyberspace, you're very likely to encounter wild Digimon packs. Remember today's lesson—"

"Whether in the wild or in cyberspace, when encountering wild Digimon herds, running away is not the only option. Calm judgment and composed response are the keys to turning danger into safety!"

Cheng Yuan let out a long sigh and slumped to the ground. The little dog was lying on his lap, panting heavily with its tongue lolling out, but its eyes were full of the joy of victory.

"Next week, our special training theme is: Digital Space!"

"We will venture deep into the northern suburbs of Pengcheng, to a famous digital space—Wild Man Valley."

"There's a very high chance you'll encounter wild Digimon packs. I hope you remember that! Don't get separated if you run into any Digimon packs!"

Chapter 34 Debt Collection

"Ring—" The bell rang, signaling the end of class. Cheng Yuan stretched out his arms and legs, feeling as if every bone in his body was protesting.

Today, the little dog's feat of taking on nine opponents single-handedly was impressive, but it also left the little guy exhausted. He rubbed the little dog's head, and the little guy immediately slumped into his arms, like a melting marshmallow.

"Hey, big guy!" Cheng Yuan shouted at Kang Zhaodi, who was tidying up the area, "Did you, pangolin, turn the training ground into a mole burrow?"

Kang Zhao scratched his head憨厚ly: "Hehe, it's just that your little beast is too difficult to deal with..."

The training ground was riddled with holes by the pangolin, looking like a bombed battlefield. The students grumbled as they filled the holes, while giving Kang Zhaodi a menacing look.

The big guy could only smile sheepishly and offer everyone soft drinks.

By the time the venue was cleaned up, it was already 7 p.m. The afterglow of the setting sun dyed the campus orange-red, and the students left in twos and threes.

"I have to go to the club as a sparring partner tomorrow..." Cheng Yuan sighed, looking at the little dog beast sleeping soundly in his arms, "I have to treat you well tonight!"

On Cheng Yuan's way home, there was a shop called "Digital Home". These kinds of shops can be found in every neighborhood. They mainly provide services such as Digimon grooming, massage, and hair trimming. They are Digimon-related service industries, similar to pet grooming shops in his previous life.

The little dog had rolled around in the dirt several times today, covered in mud and sand, with a few pieces of pangolin scales stuck in its fur, as well as some engine oil from the gear beast. It looked just like a little gray dog ​​and definitely needed a good grooming.

"Come on, let me take you to have some fun." Cheng Yuan gently pinched the little dog's ears, and the little guy barked excitedly.

Right at the entrance of the alley next to the shop, a tall, thin young man wearing a black baseball cap stood quietly in the shadows where the streetlights couldn't reach.

His face was so pale he looked unrecognizable, and his zipper was pulled up to his chin, revealing a swollen, bloated appearance.

Passersby seemed not to see him and walked right past him.

"Soon..." the young man muttered to himself, his voice like rusty gears rubbing against each other. He had learned from the little Digimon that the other Digimon, with the same dark fluctuations, passed by here every day with its tamer. He only needed to wait quietly here.

Suddenly, a commotion arose from the depths of the alley, where several people were gathered together.

"Miss Zhu, when will you pay back the money you owe my brother?" A man with tattooed arms crossed his arms, speaking in an unfriendly tone.

Another short, stocky man, as thick as an iron block, blocked their escape route.

Zhu Caiwei remained silent. She owed the other party 200,000 yuan, and it was only right to pay back debts.

“I don’t have that much right now, but please believe me, I’ll be able to pay it back soon.” Zhu Caiwei’s voice was calm, but her fingertips were trembling slightly.

Zhu Caiwei, the owner of Digital Home, was surrounded by the two people.

Zhu Caiwei is the manager of "Digital Home". She spent all her savings and incurred debts to buy a Dinosaur and a Digimon.

Without government subsidies, even a regular, affordable version of a Digivice would cost over 20 yen, and a DigiDevice would be about the same price. It's not something that ordinary people can easily afford.

In addition, with a market average price of nearly 20 for a Digimon, without government subsidies, it would cost an average person about 40 to own their own Digimon.

Just then, the back door of Digital Home creaked open. A little girl with a schoolbag skipped out: "Sister, I've finished my homework! When are we going home?"

The two men looked at the girl behind Zhu Caiwei.

The little girl was about seven or eight years old, and her delicate, beautiful features were very cute.

"The little girl is quite cute, is she your sister?"

The tattooed man reached out to touch her head, but Zhu Caiwei stopped him.

"Don't touch my sister!" Her voice suddenly turned cold.

The young man in the baseball cap, standing not far away, watched the scene with great interest.

In his eyes, the ugliness of human nature was the most beautiful scenery—violence, greed, despair… these were fertile ground for the growth of dark forces. He could almost foresee what would happen next: the two poor sisters would be bullied, trampled, and humiliated by two villains…

"This has nothing to do with my sister, so don't touch her," Zhu Caiwei threatened them coldly.

"Now you know fear?" The tattooed man approached menacingly.

Another short, stocky man chimed in menacingly, "That's right, if you don't pay back the money, we'll erase all of your sister's homework!"

Zhu Caiwei was taken aback: "???"

The man in the baseball cap: "???"

...What the heck?

At this moment, the man in the baseball cap was distracted when he heard this, and did not notice that Cheng Yuan had already walked across the street and turned into the Digital Home.

"You two idiots!" Another scarred-faced man emerged from the depths of the alley. He stepped forward and brutally slapped his two henchmen on the head.

"It's really a ghost-proof Qitou. It doesn't even ask for debt."

The scarred man cursed angrily, then turned to Zhu Caiwei, revealing a ferocious smile: "Beautiful lady, it's 300,000 in total. I want to see 100,000 every month. Your digital home must have a monthly turnover of at least 150,000, right?" the man said in an unquestionable manner.

"I only borrowed 20 yuan, and we agreed to pay back 22 yuan. Where did the 30 yuan come from!"

"Haven't you ever been out in the game before? Don't you know you don't charge interest on loans? It's 300,000 in total, including principal and interest, that's all!"

He lifted Zhu Caiwei's chin, revealing a malicious smile: "If you really can't pay it back... since you're not bad looking, spending a few nights with your older brother and waiving half the interest isn't out of the question."

"Let go of my sister!" The little girl bravely stood in front of him. Just as Scarface was about to make a move, four vines suddenly shot out from the warehouse, freeing Scarface's hand and wrapping around the little girl, pulling her back.

"Who goes there!" the scarred man with four red marks on the back of his hand shouted angrily.

A Baloo emerged from the warehouse, eyeing the three thugs warily.

Hmph, so this is the Digimon that made you in debt? You think you're the only one with Digimon!

……

Meanwhile, Cheng Yuan brought his little dog, Xiao Gou Shou, wanting it to get a good grooming at the Digital Home. He had passed by every day before but never stopped to check on it. Coincidentally, Xiao Gou Shou was looking filthy after fighting nine opponents today, so he had to bring it to the Digital Home for a bath, grooming, and a massage to reward it properly.

Cheng Yuan carried the little dog into the digital store. The front desk was empty, with only a "Closed" sign hanging crookedly.

"Boss? Boss? Is anyone here?" Seeing no one at the front desk, the ever-so-outgoing man cautiously ventured inside, found his way to the back door of the warehouse, heard the commotion, and continued forward. He then witnessed the scarred man threatening and harassing Zhu Caiwei, while Baloo was pinned against the wall by two pink Squeakmon.

"Hiss—" Cheng Yuan gasped, "It sounds like the Black Society is coming to collect a debt..."

...wouldn't it be better to slip away first?

But the little dogmon, who carries the genes of the divine Angewomon, has already lost its temper.

The little guy leaped out of his arms, and two holy light bullets blasted the squirming beast away. Balmon stood up and gave the puppy beast a grateful look.

"Woof! You bad guy!" The little dog blocked the woman's way.

"Oh, someone's meddling again... Is that little dog... a Digimon?"

"Hey, don't be impulsive... at least you have to assess the situation first..." Cheng Yuan was annoyed, but since the little dog beast was already standing in front, there was no reason for the beast tamer to hide behind it.

"Sigh, whatever, I'll go crazy with you this once." Cheng Yuan rolled up his sleeves and walked out of the warehouse.

"Kid?" The scarred man immediately spotted Cheng Yuan, who had come out with the little dog. "Who are you? Want to be a bridge-setter? Believe me or not, I'll make sure you don't leave this alley!"

At that moment, the young man in the baseball cap who had remained unnoticed at the alley entrance, upon seeing Cheng Yuan suddenly appear, widened his bloodshot eyes and exclaimed, "Hehehe, I've finally found you..."

The scarred man understood; Cheng Yuan was a beast tamer. He sneered, "Hmph, don't think you're the only one with Digimon. Take out my stuff, and I'll give you a good beating right away."

As it spoke, accompanied by a disgusting, slimy sound, a Digimon covered in slime crawled out from around the corner. With each step it took, it left a puddle of viscous liquid on the ground, emitting a nauseating odor.

Its green body, its dead fish-like eyes, and its body covered in disgusting green tumors make it look like a low-quality Digimon that evolved by indiscriminately eating data.

Chapter 35 The Path of the Demon King

"Holy crap! It's Snotmon?!" Although it was a low-grade Digimon evolved from random data feeding and its combat power was far inferior to that of a normal Champion-level Digimon, the stench emanating from it was comparable to a biological weapon, and even the well-trained Puppymon couldn't help but gag.

【Snotty Beast】

[Virus Type/Software Type]

[Maturity Stage]

[Skill: Poop Throwing]

[Description: A soft-bodied Digimon with a slug-like body. It prefers dark and damp environments and possesses neither offensive capabilities nor intelligence. If raised incorrectly, it will become a slugmon, which will resort to the absurd act of throwing its own feces to protect itself from enemies.]

The scan results from the T-Rex machine made Cheng Yuan's face turn ashen.

Although the slug is the weakest creature in its mature stage, its "weapon" is really hard to resist - after all, no one wants to be covered in poop.

"Tsk tsk tsk..." Scarface grinned smugly. "Kid, are you scared now?"

"Afraid?" Cheng Yuan forced back his nausea. "I'm afraid you'll be suffocated by your own Digimon!"

Two Squeakmon pounced on Balmon, while Snotmon wriggled toward Puppymon. A battle was about to break out in the alley, and the air was filled with... well, more than just a tense atmosphere.

The newly evolved Baloo hastily prepared for battle, its four vines flailing in the air, but it appeared somewhat flustered.

Meanwhile, the snot-nosed beast wriggled its slimy body toward the puppy beast, leaving a trail of foul-smelling slime on the ground with each step it took.

The young man in the baseball cap, who was hiding in the shadows—actually a monster disguised as a human using secret techniques—was observing the battle with great interest.