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

Cheng Yuan keenly noticed that the ground was shaking—the pangolin from Kangzhaodi was lurking underground!

"Shadow Clone!" he decided immediately. The little dog beast blurred and split into two clones, 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 as they circled around the field.

As the three little dogs reunited, Cheng Yuan seized the opportunity: "Rapid Charge!"

The pangolin in the sky 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 straight 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 rolling stone skill.

The Floramon's tamer, in his cleverness, released a poison spray in an attempt to restrict the Puppymon's movements, 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 puppymon sprinted to the edge of the field, unleashing five Holy Light Bullets. Several Digimon hastily 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 Bugmon and Flowermon, hit by several bullets, fell to the ground.

"The Holy Light Missile can even track targets?" Wang Wei wailed. "Is this some kind of cheat?"

Now that his trump card had been revealed, Cheng Yuan decided to go all out and employ a kiting tactic. 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 from the ground, its Earth-Splitting Claw sweeping across the entire area—an area-of-effect attack with virtually no escape!

Behind them, Zhao Lu's Gear Beast erected a high-voltage electric grid, blocking the Puppy Beast's retreat. Dense lightning balls and holy light bullets clashed, giving the Puppy Beast no chance to use its roar to interrupt its skill.

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

The puppy beast charged and leaped into the air at lightning speed, dodging the power of the Earth-Splitting Claw. In mid-air, it summoned five Holy Light Bullets to block the Lightning Ball, 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 out, and it was unable to dig underground. It simply endured several Shadow Orbs.

However, while these heavily armored Digimon could withstand the blast of Holy Light Bullets, 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 flesh beginning to rot inside.

This is because it's countered by dark-type blood.

Holy 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!"

Gear Beast stopped in time, and Puppy Beast landed, panting and exhausted.

The nine tamers looked at each other, their faces full of embarrassment, and each ran to comfort their own Digimon.

Cheng Yuan quickly used his meager wealth points to add some to the little beast's account, 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 surveyed the crowd, his voice suddenly turning serious: "From now on, whether in the wild or in the digital realm, you are highly likely to encounter hordes of wild Digimon. Remember today's lesson—"

"Whether in the wild or in the digital world, when encountering a pack of wild Digimon, 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 of relief 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 Shenzhen, to a famous digital space called Savage Valley."

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

Chapter 34 Debt Collection

"Ring—" The bell rang, and Cheng Yuan stretched out a big yawn, feeling like 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 training ground, "Did you, you pangolin, dig up the training ground like a rat hole?"

Kang Zhaodi scratched his head sheepishly: "Hehe, it's just that your little beast is too troublesome..."

The training ground was riddled with holes by the pangolin, resembling a bombed battlefield. The students cursed as they filled the holes, while glaring at Kang Zhaodi with murderous intent.

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

By the time the area was cleaned up, it was already 7 p.m. The afterglow of the setting sun bathed the campus in an orange-red hue, and 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'll have to treat you well tonight!"

On Cheng Yuan's way home, there was a shop called "Digital Home". These shops were found in every neighborhood, mainly providing services such as Digimon grooming, massage, and fur trimming. They were part of the Digimon-related peripheral service industry, 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 fragments of the Kangzhao Earth Pangolin scales stuck in its fur, as well as some engine oil that had gotten on 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 like a ghost, and his tracksuit, zipped up to his chin, covered him completely.

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

"Soon..." the young man muttered to himself, his voice like rusty gears grinding against each other. He had learned from Devimon that the Digimon with the same dark energy would pass 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 be able to pay back the money you owe my brother?" A man with tattooed arms crossed his arms and spoke in an unfriendly tone.

Another short, stocky man 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 machine and a digital egg.

Without government subsidies, even a regular, affordable Digivice would cost over 20 yuan to buy a Digivice and Digimon. Digimon eggs are about the same price, making them unaffordable for most people.

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

Just then, the back door of the digital store creaked open. A little girl with a schoolbag skipped out, shouting, "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, pretty face was 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 this scene with great interest.

In his eyes, the ugliness of human nature was the most beautiful scenery—violence, greed, despair… these were the 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.

"Two idiots!" Another scarred man emerged from the depths of the alley. He stepped forward and gave his two henchmen a good whack on the head.

"That Qi Tou is utterly useless; he can't even collect debts properly."

The scarred man cursed angrily, then turned to Zhu Caiwei, revealing a ferocious smile: "Pretty girl, it's 300,000 in total. I want to see 100,000 every month. Your digital store must have a monthly turnover of at least 150,000, right?" the man said without room for argument.

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

"Never been in the business before? Don't you know you can borrow money without charging interest? 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 one with a Digimon!

……

Meanwhile, Cheng Yuan brought his little dog beast along, wanting to give it a good grooming at the Digital House. He'd passed by every day before but never stopped to check it out. Today, after defeating nine opponents single-handedly, the little dog beast was a complete mess, so he brought it to the Digital House for a bath, grooming, and a massage—a proper reward for it.

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

"Boss? Boss? Is anyone home?" Seeing no one at the front desk, the ever-familiar man cautiously ventured inside, finding his way to the back door of the warehouse. Hearing a commotion, he continued forward and witnessed the scarred man threatening and harassing Zhu Caiwei, while Balmon was pinned against the wall by two pink Squeakmon.

"Hiss—" Cheng Yuan gasped, "It looks like gangsters are collecting debts..."

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

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

The little guy leaped out of his arms, and two Holy Light Bullets blasted the Squeakmon away. Palmon stood up and gave Puppymon a grateful look.

"Woof! Bad guy!" The little dog stood in front of the woman.

"Oh, someone's meddling again... This little dog... is it a Digimon?"

"Oh dear, don't be impulsive... at least you should assess the situation first..." Cheng Yuan was annoyed, but the little beast was already standing in front, so there was no reason for the beast tamer to hide behind.

"Sigh, fine, 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 beast. "Who are you? Want to be a beam-erector? Believe me or not, I'll make sure you never 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 real shock."

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, dead fish eyes like light bulbs, and disgusting green tumors covering its entire body clearly indicate that it is 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-level Digimon evolved from randomly fed data 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.

【Snot Beast】

[Virus Type - Software Type]

[Maturity Stage]

[Skill: Poop Throw]

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

The scan results from the Tyrannosaurus Rex made Cheng Yuan's face turn ashen.

Although the slug is the weakest of the mature species, its "weapons" are really hard to resist - after all, no one wants to have poop smeared all over their face.

"Tsk tsk tsk..." Scarface grinned smugly, "Kid, now you know fear, huh?"

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

Two Squeakmon seized the opportunity to pounce on Palmon, while Numemon wriggled towards Pupmon. A battle was about to break out in the alley, and the air was filled with... well, more than just tension.

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

At the same time, the snot-nosed beast wriggled its slimy body and approached the puppy-dog 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 Devimon disguised as a human using a secret technique—was observing the battle with great interest.