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

However, using drones to assist Digimon in special training is even rarer.

On an open space outside an abandoned factory, a small dog wearing FPV goggles is intently controlling a drone. Its little paws deftly move the remote control stick, and it occasionally sticks out its tongue to lick its nose, completely immersed in the joy of flying.

“Yes, that’s it…” Cheng Yuan squatted down beside him and gave him a soft instruction, “Feel the changes in airflow and remember the force at each turn.”

Through the live feed from the FPV goggles, the little dog seemed to truly transform into a bird. Its ears twitched slightly with the drone's movements, sometimes standing up and sometimes lowering, and even its tail unconsciously swayed from side to side following the drone's trajectory.

"Woof!" With an excited bark, the drone suddenly executed a beautiful roll, precisely passing through the gap between two rusty steel pipes. Cheng Yuan couldn't help but whistle, "Beautiful! That maneuver is just like a veteran pilot!"

It must be said that the little dog has shown amazing talent in operating drones. In just half an hour of practice, it has mastered the basic flying skills and can now even perform some simple aerobatic maneuvers.

Cheng Yuan stroked his chin thoughtfully: "Have you noticed that controlling the Holy Light Bullet is actually quite similar to playing with a drone?"

The little dog tilted its head and blinked its eyes behind its glasses.

"Both require spatial awareness and trajectory prediction..." Cheng Yuan said, gesturing with his hands to indicate the flight path. "It's just that drones rely on rotors, while holy light bombs rely on divine energy."

The little guy nodded thoughtfully, his paws unconsciously mimicking Cheng Yuan's gestures.

“But your control over the Holy Light Bullet…” Cheng Yuan deliberately dragged out the tone, “is still at the stage of linear firing, right?”

“Imagine if the Holy Light missiles could be as agile as drones…” Cheng Yuan’s eyes suddenly lit up, “Sharp turns, climbs, dives, even multiple missiles fired at once!”

This idea instantly excited the little dog. It barked twice, suddenly feeling a sense of purpose. This special training was too easy, and it could even turn the holy light bullet into a drone.

Cheng Yuan scratched his head, thinking, "This shouldn't count as fooling the little dog beast, right?"

Looking at the little dog beast that had returned to training, Cheng Yuan secretly felt satisfied with his training (deception) plan.

Using the fun of drones to motivate training, and then transferring flight experience to the control of holy light missiles—this approach is simply brilliant.

This edutainment approach makes what would otherwise be a tedious skill practice lively and interesting.

Clearly, the little dog had fallen for the trick and willingly jumped into the pit.

Watching the little beast intently focused on its training, Cheng Yuan's gaze gradually deepened. He seemed to see a future battle scene—holy light projectiles would no longer be monotonous straight-line attacks, but rather countless projectiles flying through the air, tracing graceful arcs, attacking the enemy from all angles like a swarm of bees. This three-dimensional attack method would completely change the existing combat model.

“Imagine,” Cheng Yuan crouched down, pointing to the drone hovering in the air, “if we could control the Holy Light Bullets to this extent, or even control multiple bullets simultaneously…” His voice trembled slightly with excitement, “what a scene that would be?”

The little dog tilted its head and thought for a while, then its eyes suddenly lit up and it barked excitedly twice.

But then his ears drooped in disappointment, as if he was worried that his current power was not enough to pose a threat to a powerful enemy.

"Don't rush!" Cheng Yuan gently stroked the little dog's head.

"We are still in the growth stage. Once we evolve to maturity, and under the training of this genius beast tamer Cheng Yuan, your holy and light attributes will be greatly enhanced." His tone was full of confidence, after all, he had a system that could replenish the attributes of the puppy beast, and the future was promising.

Today, the little dog trained until noon with great enthusiasm.

By noon, the training had already begun to show results.

The little dog beast, having removed its FPV goggles, was intently practicing the basic controls of the Holy Light Ball. Although the ball's movement was still somewhat clumsy, it was already able to perform simple turning maneuvers.

“Very good,” Cheng Yuan nodded in satisfaction.

"Next, we will conduct a live-fire exercise at an abandoned factory."

He pointed to the familiar training ground in the distance, "Remember where we practiced high-speed ramming last time? The oil drums and metal frames there are perfect for practicing the precise obstacle avoidance of Holy Light Bullets."

Chapter 17 Dark Gears

Inside an abandoned factory in the western suburbs, Cheng Yuan walked on the ground, which was a mixture of gravel and rust.

Since practicing high-speed collisions here last time, Cheng Yuan has discovered that this area is simply a natural training ground—rusty metal frames form natural obstacles, empty oil drums can be used as targets, and most importantly, it is secluded enough not to harm innocent people.

"Woof!" The little beast suddenly perked up its ears, and the sacred ring around its neck gleamed faintly with golden light. It warily scanned its surroundings, its shiny black nose twitching incessantly.

"What's wrong?" Cheng Yuan squatted down and gently stroked the little guy's head.

The little dog tilted its head in confusion, then finally shook it. It did sense a faint, eerie aura, but it vanished in an instant, making it wonder if it was just its imagination.

Little did they know, this was precisely the brilliance of Devimon's "Soul's Desire" illusion—perfectly concealing dark energy. After all, the level of a Champion-level Digimon is far superior to that of a Rookie-level Digimon, capable of even deceiving the senses of Holy-level Digimon.

"Let's begin training!" Cheng Yuan took out a drone and FPV goggles from his backpack. "Today we're going to train the Holy Light Bomb to be as agile as a drone!"

As the drone hummed, the training officially began. Cheng Yuan piloted the drone through the abandoned factory, while the little dog tried to mimic its flight path with holy light orbs. At first, the movement of the orbs was clumsy and awkward, but the little dog quickly mastered the knack.

"Beautiful!" Cheng Yuan couldn't help but cheer as he watched the Holy Light Bullet follow the drone in a beautiful serpentine maneuver. "This talent is simply born for flight!" No wonder it's a Digimon that will evolve into Angewomon in the future!

The training was progressing smoothly. The little dog was completely absorbed in the fun of flying the Holy Light Bullets, racing and dodging obstacles with Cheng Yuan's drone. It even tried some simple stunts on its own, although it crashed into walls a few times as a result, but its enthusiasm remained undiminished.

However, this cheer broke the silence of the abandoned factory and awakened the demon beast that was sleeping in the illusion.

In the darkest corner of the factory, a pair of scarlet eyes slowly opened.

The demon emerged from the shadows, its jet-black bat wings silently unfurling. It stared at the man and beast with disgust, its sharp claws digging deep into its palms.

“Noisy ants…” a low growl came from the Devimon’s throat. It instinctively wanted to tear the human who had disturbed its rest to shreds, but reason quickly prevailed.

Recalling his previous hunting experiences in the human world, especially the large search parties that came after he hunted humans, Devimon suppressed his urge to kill.

It has moved from the city to hunting in remote mountains and forests in order to avoid those annoying "professional animal trainers".

Killing this human would attract the attention of those "professional animal trainers," so he refrained from taking action.

"We can't let a small loss lead to a bigger one..." A cold glint flashed in Devimon's eyes. It silently maintained the illusion of [Soul's Longing], hoping that this noisy duo would leave as soon as possible.

Watching the intimate interaction between humans and Digimon, Devimon felt a surge of inexplicable irritation.

It simply couldn't understand why these promising Digimon would depend on such weak humans.

These past few days, it has been hunted down by the world's beast tamers, especially that Tyrannomon that also possesses dark attributes, which it finds utterly repulsive.

"Why..." Devimon's claws left deep scratches on the metal wall. "Why should Digimon depend on and obey humans?"

A strong sense of hatred surged within it. Had its original world of Wicherny not been devoured by that terrible being, it would not have been forced to smuggle itself into this resource-scarce human world.

Thinking of this, the cheerful scene of a person and a beast in the factory became even more jarring to its eyes.

"Just a little longer..." Devimon forced himself to calm down. Its Dark Gear Project was about to begin, and it absolutely could not expose this base because of a momentary impulse.

Finally, as the sun began to set, Cheng Yuan started packing up his training equipment, seemingly preparing to leave. The Demon Beast secretly breathed a sigh of relief, its crimson eyes narrowing slightly.

"Little Dog Beast, wait a minute, I need to use the restroom." Cheng Yuan wanted to relieve himself, so he walked out of the factory.

At this moment, the little dog beast was immersed in training. Its paws controlled the drone, while its head manipulated the holy light bullet, engaging in "hand-brain combat." This was a training method that Cheng Yuan had come up with on the spur of the moment, which could train the little dog beast's ability to multitask.

Seeing Cheng Yuan leave, and with only the little dogmon wearing FPV goggles to cover its eyes, Devimon suddenly thought of an interesting experiment.

A sinister glint flashed in its eyes. Slowly raising its bony hand, it hooked its scarlet middle finger, and a jet-black gear rose slowly from a barrel filled with black oil, revealing its grotesque outline in the illusion.

"Since we can't kill him..." Devimon's lips twisted into a grotesque arc, "then let's play something fun..."

With a whoosh, the dark gear shot towards the unsuspecting puppy-like beast like an arrow. Only at the very last moment did the puppy-like beast sense the chilling dark energy emanating from it. It frantically removed its FPV goggles, but it was too late—

"Woof!" A piercing howl shattered the factory's silence. The dark gears had already burrowed into the little dog's back and vanished.

Cheng Yuan, who was relieving himself, was startled by the scream and hurriedly fastened his pants before rushing back. He saw the little beast lying quietly on the ground, its body twitching slightly and its eyes unfocused.

"Little Dog Beast!" Cheng Yuan exclaimed in a panic, picking up his friend. "What happened? We need to get to the Digital Center Hospital right away!"

However, just as Cheng Yuan was about to leave with the little dog, it suddenly opened its eyes. Its gaze returned to clarity, as if the pain it had just endured had never happened.

"Woof?" The little dog tilted its head, looking at its anxious partner with a puzzled expression.

"You...are you alright?" Cheng Yuan checked the little dog over, but found no external injuries. "What happened just now?"

Cheng Yuan frowned and squatted down, carefully checking the little dog's condition. The little guy seemed to have recovered, tilting his head and looking at him innocently with his big, bright blue eyes, his tail wagging gently, seemingly completely unaware of why his owner was so nervous.

"Could it be overtraining?" Cheng Yuan muttered to himself, reaching out to touch the sacred halo around the little dog's neck. The halo still radiated a warm golden light, but Cheng Yuan felt that the light seemed a bit dimmer than usual.

He recalled that Xu Xin had once said that Divine Digimon could indeed experience a brief period of exhaustion when they overused their power.

"Here, let me give you some attribute boosts." Cheng Yuan saw that the puppy was fine and assumed that it had been using Holy Light Bullet for too long and had exhausted its holy energy, so he gave it some light attribute boosts.

While supplementing attribute data doesn't directly replenish stamina, it does have some effect and can speed up recovery.

The little dog's holy ring shone brighter, and the little guy squinted his eyes comfortably, making a "purring" sound.

However, when Cheng Yuan's gaze inadvertently swept over the value of the Dark attribute, he was stunned for a moment.

The previously stable 130 points of Dark attribute have now skyrocketed to 350!

"What's going on..." Cheng Yuan muttered to himself. He recalled that he had recently used his wealth points to add points to the little dog beast, but he hadn't added them to the dark attribute.

However, he already knew from the time he signed the partnership agreement with the Digimon at the nursery that Puppymon had been infected with a virus and regressed into a DigiEgg. Could this be related?

Cheng Yuan couldn't figure it out, so he thought he might have to take the puppy to ask Zhou Ya, the intermediate-level animal breeder.

Behind them, in the darkest corner of the factory, a pair of scarlet eyes slowly closed. A sinister smile curled at the corner of the demon beast's mouth, and a low, guttural laugh echoed through the empty factory, as cold and venomous as a snake's.

"Hehehe... Enjoy the power bestowed by ultimate darkness, little one..." Devimon's figure slowly merged into the shadows. "Soon, you will understand what true darkness is..."

Chapter 18 LadyDevimon? That's not impossible.

Cheng Yuan tossed and turned in bed, the scene of signing the Snowballmon contract at the Digital Center's nursery replaying in his mind. The system's crisp notification sound still seemed to echo in his ears:

"Ding! Snowballmon Digimon egg detected. Notification: This Digimon egg has a dual Light/Dark attribute tendency. Bind...?"

Could it be that because of this dual light and dark element, the little dog beast's dark attribute has started to rise?

Little Dog Beast, are you about to awaken to darkness?

Cheng Yuan murmured to himself, his gaze falling on the sleeping puppy, Shou, beside his pillow. The little guy was curled up in a ball, emitting soft purrs.

The scene in the factory flashed before his eyes again—the little beast's sudden scream, its eerie convulsions, and its eyes that went unfocused for a moment. Cheng Yuan involuntarily gripped the corner of the blanket, all sleepiness gone.

He pulled out his phone from beside his pillow.

The moment the screen lit up, notifications of more than a dozen unread messages popped up in succession.

In the class group chat, students are enthusiastically sharing photos of their extra training or playing with their Digimon.

Cheng Yuan casually posted a photo of Xiaogoushou wearing FPV goggles: "[I spent the whole day playing with drones with Xiaogoushou today, and we've used up several batteries!]"

Kang Zhaodi: Playing with toys is a waste of time and ambition!

Zhao Lu: The little dog looks so handsome with glasses, I want to pet it...

Luo Guangning: The more I look at it, the more it resembles a pet...

……

As he continued scrolling down, a piece of news in the entertainment section caught his attention—"Digital Queen Producer Camp" premieres tomorrow.

This title seems strangely familiar.

Upon clicking through, it turned out to be an original song talent show, and among the contestants was the girl I had met in the square—Yun Yao.

In the photo, she is holding a guitar, while the Star Beast beside her is playfully striking various poses.

"So she really did go to the competition..." Cheng Yuan recalled the scene of teaching her to sing "Butter-Fly" that day, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up.

He silently gave it a thumbs up and then exited the page.

The next morning, Cheng Yuan brought his energetic little dog to the Digital Center Hospital. After a series of examinations, the doctor gave a diagnosis of "everything is normal".

“This is impossible…” Cheng Yuan stared at the system interface, where it was clearly shown that the little dog beast’s dark attribute had automatically increased by 50 points.

He clearly didn't add any points.

He tried to contact Xu Xin, but it showed that the other party was not in the service area.

After hesitating for a moment, he scrolled through his contact list and found the chat window for "Nurse Zhou Mo". He remembered that when he signed up for the Digimon, she had said that if the little guy had any problems with its data or showed any abnormal evolutionary tendencies, he could contact her anytime.

He paused on the screen for a few seconds, then typed: "[Evolved into a puppy beast, but exhibiting abnormal characteristics]".

The message "The other party is typing..." immediately appears at the top of the dialog box.

In less than three seconds, a reply popped up: [Photo?]

Cheng Yuan hesitated for a moment, then struck a cool pose for the camera, snapped a selfie, and sent it over.

Zhou Mo: [...]

Zhou Mo: [Not your photo, I want a photo of Little Dog Beast...]

Cheng Yuan sent an awkward emoji, then carefully took several close-up photos of the little dog. Before sending them, he adjusted the angle and took a full-body photo—in the picture, the little dog was lying on the bed in a starfish position, with little bubbles coming out of its nose, looking adorable.

Zhou Mo: [What an adorable little puppy!]

Cheng Yuan: [You asked me to send you photos just so you could see if it's cute or not?]

Zhou Mo: [Is something wrong?]