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

"Little Dog Beast, let's continue practicing Holy Light Bullets." Cheng Yuan rubbed its little head. "Let's try to control two at the same time today!"

Wang Wei's Hedgehog Beast is also using its speed advantage and Flash Needle skill to create its own kite tactics;

Floramon developed skills related to poison gas, while Palmon focused on developing skills related to thorns.

Some students are still racking their brains and haven't come up with any ideas yet, so they should just stick to doing basic exercises.

During the midday cultural class, Zhao Lu acted like a strict little teacher, watching Cheng Yuan intently as he completed each question.

"You got this question wrong again!" Zhao Lu slammed her pen into the test paper. "Is your brain filled with the excrement of little dogs and beasts? You can't even write such a simple programming formula wrong!"

Cheng Yuan looked aggrieved: "I've been busy training..."

"No matter how good your training is, it's all for nothing if you fail the written test!" Zhao Lu angrily snatched his pen. "Look carefully, I'm going to say it one last time!"

After the midday cultural class, Zhao Lu's earnest advice to Cheng Yuan, and the afternoon's strenuous exercise, Cheng Yuan felt like his body was about to fall apart.

"Woof!" The little dog lying on his lap agreed.

"drop--"

The training had just ended when my phone beeped with a message notification.

Cheng Yuan took it out and saw that it was a message from Yun Yao:

I've already arrived. Have you set off yet?

Cheng Yuan checked the time and realized that the other party had arrived half an hour earlier.

He dragged his weary body, carrying his equally exhausted little dog, and slowly walked towards Qingtian Square.

In the music café, Yun Yao and her star beast were sitting by the window.

She waved excitedly when she saw Cheng Yuan come in.

"Sorry, training just ended..." Cheng Yuan slumped into his chair, while the little dog beast lay down under the table.

"It's okay!" Yun Yao's eyes sparkled. "I really want to thank you! Thanks to 'Butterfly,' I broke through on the show! The producer said that with this song, I'll definitely be in the center position for the next few episodes!"

Cheng Yuan took the lemonade from the Star Beast and asked curiously, "You participated in this program because..."

"Actually, I participated in the show purely out of interest. My dad's company is enough to support me for the rest of my life." She winked playfully, her eyes sparkling with pure light. "But standing on stage with Star Beast and letting more people hear our songs, that's what we really want."

Cheng Yuan almost choked on his water: "So you're a rich kid?"

"No, that's not true!" Yun Yao retorted, blushing. "I relied on myself! Um... and you too..."

The conversation naturally drifted to that magical song. Yun Yao rested her chin on her hands, curiously asking, "Cheng Yuan, how exactly did you create 'Butterfly'? A song that can boost a Digimon's attributes? I've never heard of anything like it!"

Cheng Yuan's back instantly broke out in a fine layer of sweat. He couldn't very well admit that he had "borrowed" it from another world, could he?

In a moment of inspiration, his eyes suddenly became deep: "Actually... I have a dream."

He paused for a moment, his voice deep and magnetic, "I want to spread the seeds of music to every corner of the digital world."

Yun Yao's eyes lit up instantly, and she leaned forward unconsciously: "Music...spreading throughout the digital world?"

“That’s right.” Cheng Yuan’s embellishment flowed more and more smoothly. “In many digital space adventures, I felt a kind of wonderful resonance between music and data.” He lowered his voice mysteriously. “Butterfly was born from this epiphany.”

"Oh my god!" Yun Yao excitedly grabbed Cheng Yuan's wrist, almost spilling her coffee. "This is just...so romantic!"

The Star Beast excitedly spun around, scattering a string of shimmering data starlight—a perfect match!

Cheng Yuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that this acting performance should be worthy of an Oscar.

He stole a glance at Yun Yao's adoring gaze and suddenly felt a pang of conscience—but then he thought, wasn't he also helping to enrich the cultural diversity of the digital world?

Yun Yao suddenly lowered her voice, her fingers nervously stirring the straw in her coffee cup: "Actually... I've heard some bad rumors lately."

Her star beast stopped spinning and landed worriedly on her shoulder.

"The investors behind the show..." Yun Yao bit her lower lip, "They want to force me to sign an unfair contract and seize the copyright of 'Butterfly' for themselves."

Cheng Yuan frowned, but before he could speak, Yun Yao shook her head firmly: "I refuse. The value of this song goes far beyond this; it could very well become a phenomenal hit." She raised her head, her eyes clear and stubborn. "Besides, you are the original author of this song, and I have no right to make the decision for you."

At this point, she laughed self-deprecatingly: "Maybe... I'll be 'dropped off halfway through' by the production team because of this insistence."

Cheng Yuan was speechless for a moment. He hadn't expected Yun Yao to maintain such principles in the profit-driven entertainment industry. She could have easily kept the song for herself—after all, no one knew the truth except the two of them.

“You…” Cheng Yuan carefully chose his words, “Actually, there’s no need to be so serious.”

“This isn’t about being pedantic!” Yun Yao suddenly became excited, and the Star Beast also blinked. “As a musician, I know all too well the value of creation.”

Her gaze suddenly softened. "To be able to write a song that touches the hearts of Digimon, you must be a very special person."

Cheng Yuan blushed and touched his nose guiltily.

"That's it!" Yun Yao's eyes suddenly lit up, as if she had thought of a brilliant idea. "If I get kicked off the show... how about we start a music company together?"

"Huh?" Cheng Yuan almost choked on his coffee.

“You’ll be in charge of the songwriting, and Star Beast and I will handle the vocals!” Yun Yao became more and more excited as she spoke, her fingers lightly tapping out a rhythm on the table. “With ‘Butterfly’ as your technical contribution, we’ll split the profits 50/50! My dad’s company will handle the operations and resources, so you can just focus on creating!”

She leaned closer, her eyes sparkling with anticipation: "In the future, if you have any new works, we can put them on this platform. How about it?"

Cheng Yuan almost slid off his chair: "Start...start a company?"

Chapter 23 "Dividing the Spoils"

Cheng Yuan's brain completely shut down. Was this girl serious? He, a fake creator who started out by "borrowing" ideas, was actually going to be promoted to a partner in a music company?

"My dad's company can provide resources!" Yun Yao gestured excitedly. "Just imagine, if you can create similar songs in the future..."

Cheng Yuan appeared calm on the surface, but inwardly he was furiously complaining: Am I going to become a fake creator of digital hit songs?

"I... I'll think about it?" he answered vaguely, thinking that he should go back and test whether other Digimon songs had the same effect.

"It's alright, it's too early to talk about that. Let me think about it some more..." Yun Yao took out a shiny bank card from her elegant handbag and gently pushed it in front of Cheng Yuan: "This is your first share." She winked playfully, "Although the production company and platform took the lion's share, 10% is still almost 100,000, so I rounded it up~"

Cheng Yuan's eyes widened: "How much?!"

"One hundred thousand." Yun Yao tilted her head. "What's wrong?"

Cheng Yuan's hands trembled slightly. One hundred thousand! That was equivalent to almost half a year's income for his parents! And the system would also add one hundred thousand wealth points to his account simultaneously!

She was secretly calculating in her mind—if she could "create" a few more songs, wouldn't it be just around the corner for her dogmon to evolve into Angewomon?

"This... does this count as our first 'spoils'?" Cheng Yuan tried to hide his excitement with a joke.

"Dividing the spoils..." Yun Yao chuckled, "What kind of wording is that... but I like it!"

Upon receiving the unencrypted bank card, Cheng Yuan felt as if he were floating on air.

A system notification sounded in my mind at just the right moment: [Wealth Points +100000].

The double whammy of pleasure almost made him want to perform a backflip.

"It's been a pleasure working with you~" Yun Yao raised her coffee cup. "I'll contact you again when it's time to 'divide the spoils' next time."

In this joyous moment, no one noticed the flashing camera lens in the corner. A female student was secretly taking pictures of the scene, her fingers flying across the keyboard as she typed on social media: "I bumped into Yunyao at the coffee shop, she's so beautiful~ I want to follow her!"

In the photo, Yun Yao's face is clearly visible, while Cheng Yuan, sitting opposite her, is only shown as a blurry silhouette from behind.

This post was like a bomb, instantly causing a huge uproar online.

[Top comment 1: Holy crap! Could this be the mysterious creator of Butterfly?]

[Top comment 2: LOL, he looks like a high school student from behind, and you're telling me he can write such a divine song?]

[Top comment 3: I bet five cents he's Yun Yao's boyfriend!]

[Top comment 4: Wake up, they're obviously talking about serious business.]

[Top comment #5: Am I the only one who noticed that glowing star beast? It's so cute!]

Outrageous speculations have sprung up like wildfire.

Some people confidently asserted that this was a well-known music producer, while others insisted that it was definitely a publicity stunt.

The two main characters in the incident were still immersed in the joy of their collaboration, completely unaware that they had once again become the focus of heated discussions across the internet. As "butterfly" continued to spread and gain subscriptions, the topics began to ferment again.

#Creator of viral hit song suspected of appearing#

#Yun Yao secretly meets with a mysterious man#

Cheng Yuan was happily planning how to spend this windfall when he suddenly sneezed.

"Strange, who's talking about me?" He rubbed his nose, completely unaware that his blurry figure was being wildly reposted on various social media platforms.

Back home, Cheng Yuan couldn't wait to open the system.

"Come on, little dog, let's add something!" Cheng Yuan picked up the bewildered little dog.

Holding over 12 in wealth value and over 13 in cash, Cheng Yuan couldn't help but smile. This unexpected windfall had come at just the right time!

"I can't let my parents know about this money yet..." Cheng Yuan scratched his head, imagining his parents' reaction when they saw that there were suddenly tens of thousands of yuan in their account—his mother would probably think he had robbed a bank, and his father would probably drag him to the police station to turn himself in.

Hmm... it's safer to keep it in the account first.

But wealth value is a different story!

Cheng Yuan couldn't wait to pick up the little dog and bring up the system interface.

On the puppy beast's attribute panel, the value of the Dark attribute had quietly increased again, like a treacherous viper biting tightly at the values ​​of the Holy and Light attributes.

Cheng Yuan frowned and decided to put most of his points into the Holy and Light tree systems.

He boldly poured a large number of points into the Holy and Light attributes, thinking to himself: as long as these two attributes remain suppressed, no matter how much the Dark attribute tries to cause trouble, it won't be able to make any waves.

"My strategy is to run faster than you, so you can't catch me!"

[Holy System +500]

[Light Element +500]

"Woof—!" The little dog suddenly raised its head and puffed out its chest, a dazzling holy light bullet condensing in its mouth.

This time, the Holy Light Bullet not only expanded in size, but also emitted a light so pure that it was impossible to look directly at it, carrying an awe-inspiring and inviolable divine pressure.

"That's awesome!" Cheng Yuan couldn't help but cheer. He suddenly had a brilliant idea and tried allocating points to other attributes: "How about trying fire?"

[Warning: Insufficient attribute compatibility, unable to allocate points]

[Currently available attribute assignments: Holy/Light/Dark/Ice]

"Tsk, there are so many restrictions. And what is compatibility anyway?" Cheng Yuan scoffed, but then he thought that strengthening these key attributes was enough.

He patted the little dog's head: "It seems our evolutionary path has been planned out in detail long ago."

Next, you just need to keep accumulating wealth points and then spend money like crazy.

To be honest, he was tempted by Yun Yao's suggestion.

According to current calculations, if a puppymon were to evolve into its perfect or even ultimate form, it would require a massive amount of attribute data, which is beyond the capacity of an average high school or college student.

Therefore, if the songs from the previous Digimon series could be monetized, it would undoubtedly create a considerable revenue stream for wealth.

His eyes lit up as he stared at the little dog-like creature. "Let's do a little experiment!"

Cheng Yuan wanted to test if other songs had the same special effects as "Butterfly".

Let's try some other songs!

He cleared his throat and began singing the background music for the game "Brave Heart".

However, when the song ended, the puppy's attributes remained unchanged.

“Strange…” Cheng Yuan tried “I Wish” and “Keep On” again, but the result was still the same.

When "Keep On" also proved ineffective, Cheng Yuan slumped onto the sofa like a deflated balloon: "What the hell? Is 'Butterfly' the only exception?"

The little dog tilted its head and looked at him: "Woof?" (Master, why are you acting so strange today?)

Cheng Yuan sighed and rubbed its little head: "It's alright... It seems our path to wealth through music will require more careful planning..."

Chapter 24 Development Skills Assessment

The training pace this week was so fast it was almost suffocating.

Teacher Xu Xin is elusive; she occasionally shows up and then disappears again, as if she's out looking for something. Her whereabouts are as mysterious as a ghost.

He didn't show up at the training ground until Friday, the day of the assessment, with dark circles under his eyes that were even darker than a panda's.

Today is the assessment day for this week's development skills training, and the students in the top class are all lining up with nervous feelings.