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

Entering the officially controlled digital space requires going through multiple verification and registration procedures, and at this time, the "picnic team" is waiting in line.

"I've been queuing for an hour..." Cheng Yuan yawned, looking at the endless queue in front of him.

Their "picnic team" had been waiting at the entrance for nearly an hour, while Teacher Xu and several other professional animal trainers had long since disappeared without a trace through the green channel.

"Be content," Zhao Lu pushed up her glasses. "If it weren't for Teacher Xu, we wouldn't even have had the chance to queue up."

She suddenly asked, "Cheng Yuan, do you remember what kind of Digimon are in Savage Valley?"

Of course she knew what it was; it was all written in the textbook. She was just taking the opportunity to help Cheng Yuan review, so that Cheng Yuan wouldn't get into any more trouble when he had free time.

"Wildmon, WildmanShamanmon, and Wanyumon are the main Rookie-level Digimon," Cheng Yuan said, counting on his fingers. "There are also extremely rare Champion-level Digimon, such as Demonmon, Galemon, and King Kongmon. There are also a few other types of Digimon, but these two groups are the main ones." Cheng Yuan's answer was watertight.

In general, medium-sized and smaller digital spaces, the types of Digimon are relatively limited, and the same is true for Savage Valley, which is mainly occupied by two major groups.

What's frightening is that both of these types of Digimon live in groups.

These are social Digimon that live a life of hunting in groups. The two races, Wildmon and Magnemmon, are enemies of each other and are evenly matched in strength, so tribal wars are always going on.

In terms of physical attributes, the mongoose race has a slight advantage, being faster and more agile in jungle movement. However, in terms of intelligence, the savage race has the advantage, being more cunning.

【Wild Man Beast】

[Virus Type - Demon Type]

[Growth Period]

[Skills: Goblin Assault (throws fireball), Goblin Charge (charges with club)]

[Description: The Wild Man Beast resembles a goblin, with slender limbs, green or gray skin, large ears, a pointed nose, and cunning eyes. It typically carries a crude stick and wears clothing pieced together from leaves or rags, giving it a very shabby and primitive appearance.]

【The Mischievous Monkey】

[Virus Type - Beast Type]

[Growth Period]

[Skills: Miniature slingshot (100% accuracy), Prank Ring (ring-throwing foot binding)]

[Description: A beast-type Digimon resembling a small monkey. It possesses the power to easily manipulate a slingshot the size of its body, and is confident that it will never let its prey escape once it has its sights set on it. It is agile, but due to its careless nature, it often falls from trees.]

Zhao Lu said with satisfaction, "Not bad, not bad, you've improved. Now, let me continue asking you questions..."

Cheng Yuan rubbed his ears, flipping through the memories in his mind to answer.

After answering a bunch of questions, it was finally their turn. Led by several soldiers, they entered a huge indoor plaza.

Four professional animal trainers had been waiting for a long time, and Xu Xin was talking quietly with the muscular man.

"Let's go." Xu Xin waved and, following the soldier's guidance, led the nearly 40-person picnic and sightseeing group to the "crack" in the middle of the square.

A massive spatial rift floated in the center of the plaza, with countless data codes flowing across its surface like living things, forming a magnificent "firewall."

Before the crack was a ten-meter-high metal gate, surrounded by various high-tech weapons, just like a scene from a science fiction movie.

Inside the door, densely packed data codes intertwine and float, revealing layers upon layers of digital space.

"These security measures..." Cheng Yuan clicked his tongue, "Are they to prevent a Digimon riot?"

"That's right." Wang Lin appeared behind him at some point. "Three years ago, a group of savages tried to break out and have a barbecue party."

Cheng Yuan: "..."

"Let's go," Xu Xin said, and entered the portal along the passage. His figure first disappeared into a light composed of numbers.

Other professional animal trainers followed closely behind, and before leaving, the muscular man gave the students a thumbs-up—it was unclear whether it was encouragement or mockery.

When it was Cheng Yuan's turn, he took a deep breath and was the first to enter the layers of data portals.

"Woof?" The little dog suddenly turned around alertly.

"What's wrong?" Cheng Yuan followed its gaze and saw only the students queuing up.

"It's nothing." The little dog shook its head. "It felt a little strange, but it went away quickly. It was probably just my imagination."

Enter the passage...

My first impression was of being squeezed.

The second feeling was warmth.

As Cheng Yuan passed through the portal, the sight before him made his eyes widen in astonishment.

They stood on a vast grassland, with rolling green hills in the distance and a clear blue sky.

If it weren't for the futuristic-looking outpost behind him, he would almost have thought he had returned to the real world.

The group found themselves in a grassland, surrounded by part of the digital space of the outpost. Although it was not as grand as the entrance, it was much more lively and bustling.

The number of tamers coming and going around the area was more than three times that at the entrance, and all sorts of bizarre Digimon were walking or flying, creating a fantastical scene.

Passing through the alloy gate of the outpost, a towering concrete wall stretching for several kilometers came into view. The top of the wall was densely covered with automatic turrets and laser defense systems, with a watchtower every hundred meters.

The sun in the sky is unusually warm. I wonder if this sun is the same one as the sun in the real world? Are all the digital spaces also the same sun?

Is there an extraterrestrial universe in the digital space, or the digital world?

Cheng Yuan remembered that in the fourth season of the anime, the main characters were driven to the moon to escape. He wondered if the digital space and the lunar space here really existed.

He stepped on the grass and gravel on the ground, seemingly no different from the real world.

This pristine landscape and mild climate are simply tailor-made for picnics.

"Alright, now we'll split into four teams, each led by a temporary instructor, to familiarize yourselves with the surroundings," Xu Xin said. "Be careful not to stray from your team. If you do, no one can guarantee your safety, not even your instructors. The wild beasts here love tender-skinned little snacks like you."

Meanwhile, outside the Savage Valley outpost in the real world, a strange figure is lurking in the shadows.

The tall, thin young man wearing a baseball cap, "Mo"—or rather, the demon beast disguised as a human—was staring intently at the heavily guarded building with his scarlet eyes.

"Found it..." He stretched out his pale finger and made a light stroke in the air.

Just now, he clearly sensed that the dark energy within the puppy beast's body suddenly stopped, as if it had been abruptly cut off by something.

There is only one explanation for this abrupt disappearance—the puppy beast entered the digital space.

"It's like finding a needle in a haystack..." Devimon's lips twisted into a ferocious arc. The surveillance and tracking over the past few days had not been in vain; he had finally located the entrance to the Digital World.

It waved its hand and unleashed a skill, and a faint black mist began to emanate from its body.

When the power of [Soul's Longing] was fully activated, the surrounding air began to distort and deform.

He walked straight through the gate, and the fully armed soldiers acted as if they didn't see him at all.

On the monitor screen in the control room, the image was slightly distorted, and all images related to it were directly rewritten, with no trace of it.

"Human technology..." Devimon chuckled dismissively, "What a joke."

It was like an invisible ghost, following the flow of people to the outside of a huge crack.

It also stepped in gracefully, its black trench coat fluttering in the data stream.