"Today is the darkest day of my life! It's all your fault, it's good to be ordinary with a bento or something!" On the way out of school, Ruhime said angrily while walking, but unfortunately, in the eyes of passers-by, this little girl who was talking to herself probably had something wrong with her spirit. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

But in Ruhime's eyes, there is a perverted priest standing next to him at this moment, who seems to be wearing a puppet hood.

"Yes! Yes, I know, I'll make you a high-end hotel bento box, may I ask Ruhime-sama, do you want a sushi bento, or a seafood bento? or tempura, you can also do it, and if you want sashimi, because of the temperature, you can only provide it in winter......

"That's enough! I'll say ordinary!" Ruhime listened to the type of bento reported by the little demon beast, and suddenly felt that the other party's way of thinking seemed to be a little far from his own, and he was not the legendary rich daughter, but if it was him, what would these bento be like......

"I'm drooling!" Just when Liuji fell into her brain, Feng Xue's voice suddenly appeared in her ears, and the girl almost subconsciously wiped the corners of her mouth with her hand, and after finding that there was nothing, a roar of anger resounded through the street-"Little! demon beast!"

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"It's all your fault! I'm definitely treated as a secondary school disease! No, it's possible to have a nervous disorder! It's all your fault......" Liuji seemed to have fallen into a hell of broken thoughts, and the incarnation of Xianglin's sister-in-law kept repeating the same words, making Feng Xue also a head and two.

"His aunt!" Fortunately, Ruhime did not lose her mind, at least when she returned home, she could still remember this habitual greeting.

"Welcome back. "Ruhime's grandmother doesn't seem to go out to watch a play today (I don't know what the Japanese kind of jumping around with a mask should be called, but eighty percent of them are also things that were passed down in the Tang Dynasty and then localized, so let's call it a play), but sat in the Japanese landscape in the backyard, listening to the sound of chasing deer (also called Tianshui, which is the kind of bamboo pipe that stores water commonly in anime, and when the water is full, it will fall on the stone and make a bang), and tasted tea very indifferently.

Ruhime didn't bother the old lady's Yaxing, but returned to the room by herself, took out her card and started a simulated battle.

Although she had realized in the last battle that the battle between Digimon was not a simple comparison of data, the simulation still gave her some peace of mind.

Merely......

"The little demon beast in the card and my little demon beast are completely two different concepts!" Liuji smashed the red scarf and red gloves little demon beast card in his hand on the table, and pulled down his head weakly and deafly.

After the restoration of yesterday's battle, she has realized that her little demon beast is by no means as simple as a mutation, even if the data of a normal little demon beast is equipped with high-speed components, it will definitely not be able to defeat the stegosaurus beast, not to mention, the skill of that divine arrow destroyer has never been heard of at all!

Most importantly, why can a little demon-type Digimon have a special move that can only be used by an angel-type Digimon no matter how it looks?

"It's said that the method of exercising is different! In the fog fantasy area, it can be said that you are completely full of body, and the maturity period is not as good as that of a dog, if you want to survive, if you don't want to live a life of hiding like a mouse, you can only work hard to become stronger. Feng Xue didn't know when she appeared behind Liuji, and said in a rather nostalgic tone.

"Is the Fog Fantasy Zone, is it your hometown, what does it look like?" Ruhime suddenly became interested, as a Digimon enthusiast, she was curious about what the Digital World was like.

"If you live there for a long time, you have to talk about your hometown...... It's best to describe it as a hunting ground. ”

"Hunting ground ......" Liuji didn't seem surprised to hear this cruel title, just repeated it, and continued to listen to Feng Xue's memories.

"Well, since I left the Founding Village, I have been sent to the Fog Fantasy Zone, or most of the Digimon adapted to the Nightmare Legion will be sent here, it is a region full of fog and full of vicious Digimon, Demonic, Demonic, and Warcraft-type Digimon are the mainstream there, as well as the powerful Demon Dragon Type and Fallen Angel Type, where there is almost no mercy to talk about, and the only outcome for the weak to meet the strong is to become food for the strong. Feng Xue's statement was very indifferent, like reading a novel, not at all like she had experienced it herself.

Ruhime listened carefully, and she didn't feel that it was wrong, and the concept of "Digimon are born to fight, and the law of the jungle" has already entered her cognition.

"It's the same virus, even if it's a nirvana, the role of dark skills is almost negligible between the same kind, and the illusion and charm that the Nightmare Legion is good at play a very low role in the civil war, so if you want to become a strong player in that area, you must have the ability to defeat your peers or even defeat the strong one by leaping over the level. Feng Xue explained to Ruhime that getting to know each other would help deepen the bond between the Digimon and the Beast Tamer, and the bond was the driving force behind the evolution of the Digimon with the Beast Tamer.

"But the demon type and the little demon type only use dark power, right?" Ruhime couldn't help but ask.

"That's right, even if the little demon beast has the power to dominate the elements (the little monster's special move contains elemental summoning, and can control the ice element and the fire element), it is only the appearance, although it looks like frost or fire, but it is still a dark power in essence. So, the Digimon that survive in the Misty Fantasy Region are all masters of physical skills. ”

"Physical?"

"It's martial arts, the essence of the digital world is data, in the interaction of the real world, there will inevitably be some information flowing in, what I practice is Bajiquan!" Feng Xue made a gesture to show her muscles, but found that Liuhime did not have any change in expression, so she could only continue to tell-

"But ah, physical art can only be used against opponents of the same level, and when facing opponents who have evolved to a higher stage, they will inevitably be crushed by the opponent's strength. ”

Ruhime nodded, although she hadn't seen a real Ultimate Body, but for her, who was proficient in Digimon games, she couldn't be more aware of the difference in ability values between Digimon at different stages of evolution.

"So, long-range physical attacks are the only option. ”

"So you started using a bow and arrow?" Hearing this, Ruhime finally understood why the little demon beast that completely used "magic" on the illustrated book would take up a weapon, but the origin of that skill was still unknown.

But Feng Xue didn't seem to have any intention to continue at this time, and Liuji still wanted to ask again, but at this moment, the arc light machine suddenly shone brightly.

Feng Xue sensed the location of the Digimon that had descended into reality in the next moment, and said, "Are you ready?"

"Needless to say!"