Chapter 639: New Cultivation System Emerges

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“Why is it a boy?”

“I want a cute, adorable girl! I want to nurture her!”

Agumon was now somewhat silent.

The little boy, unaware of these thoughts, watched the falling meteor. As the mysterious, unique creature from an unknown universe—this majestic, ochre-colored Digimon mini-tyrannosaur—landed, he was overjoyed. “Are we going to be partners? My name is Apophis.”

Agumon held back for a moment, gathering its emotions, before finally saying, “Yes, nurture me! I will grant you immense power to save everything, possess everything. Let us grow together, Child chosen by the Digital World!”

Apophis was instantly thrilled.

The boy, a seven or eight-year-old from a slave family, widened his eyes cutely. “Can you make me stronger? We Lamuans are the weakest; we have no innate talents!”

“Not having innate talents doesn't mean you can't become strong. You are the chosen child, with infinite possibilities and a future.”

Agumon said, “I can lend you my power! I am your talent!”

He knew that simply relying on a cute appearance wouldn't be enough to make the other party raise him. He also needed to show the other party the benefits and value of raising him, to make them understand it wasn't just free labor. This world was real, and no one was a fool.

“Lend me power?” Apophis was puzzled.

Agumon was silent again for a moment, seemingly having made a decision. It said, “Yes, I am Agumon, the rookie form of Greymon. Not only can you summon me to command in battle as your combat partner, but I also possess an ultimate ability: I can merge with your body, creating a combined form that will transform you into a Divine Dragon, lending you its power to fight alongside me!”

Apophis was still confused.

This ochre-colored Digimon mini-tyrannosaur gritted its teeth, made up its mind, and approached the little boy. Suddenly, its entire body disintegrated, transforming into countless shimmering, multi-colored light particles that flowed into the boy's body.

The cells of both bodies integrated into the spaces between them.

It was as if... large stones and grains of sand were merging together.

This was precisely the special skill used by the pixel tribe natives, a unique ability of their pixelated planetary beings.

Whoosh.

A sensation of comfort, so profound it made his soul tremble and tingle, spread throughout his entire body.

In Apophis's eyes, the entire world appeared exceptionally clear and bright—outlines, details, sounds, movements.

The entire garden seemed to slow down.

He looked down and found himself clad in a special pixelated dragon-shaped armor, holding a heavy digital longsword made of dragon teeth. His body had been elevated to an incredible state; every step he took was incredibly profound, leaving deep footprints on the ground.

His pupils had also turned golden-yellow, shimmering with golden divine flames. His body surged with primordial energy, emanating a radiant white glow, almost as if he had transformed into a golden lightning bolt.

Whoosh.

He lightly swung his sword.

As if he had practiced the agile sword-wielding countless times, he could strike several times in barely a second, leaving trails of afterimages.

“I... I...”

“I actually...”

He gasped, utterly stunned, then suddenly ran like the wind to the icy pond in the garden. As moonlight bathed the ground, he could see his reflection: exquisite golden armor, resembling the radiant Holy Cloth of a Saint Seiya, and the digital longsword in his hand.

“I possess the power of Greymon.”

Information from another voice in his mind made him uncontrollably gaze at his reflection, sparking an incredible thought:

“I am already... a Divine Dragon Warrior?”

At this moment, Xu Zhi felt somewhat unwell.

Yet, he was somewhat accustomed to it by now, possessing remarkable mental fortitude. He continued to watch, his gaze sweeping to other areas.

Indeed, after this mysterious meteor shower from outer space, many children on this central planet of the universe had found various Digimon summoners—small, mechanical cube-shaped devices.

Gabumon.

Patamon.

He saw these creatures, making each child leap with joy. Entranced by the cute yet powerful Digimon, the children secretly took them home.

Well, well, they're planning to live off others!

Xu Zhi was incredibly shrewd.

Although their scheme was deeply intricate and their actions extremely secretive, they could no longer hide anything from Xu Zhi. His first thought was exactly this.

After all, he was a demon cultivator hiding in a small dimension, requiring extremely rich spiritual energy. Naturally, he had to rely on others to help provide various energies and resources for cultivation, thereby concentrating the energy in his small dwelling space.

Therefore, this was the best method:

Let others support him!

“These people, who were abducted by barbaric primitive tribes and had been on the verge of despair, are now starting to enjoy being supported?” Xu Zhi felt speechless.

However, it really did seem to be the case.

The Digimon model could indeed be applied.

After all, Digimon also reside in small dimensions. These pixelated beings, as creatures of the Asura Path, also possess an evolution mechanism, transforming once at each stage. They could indeed evolve into Digimon Ultimates: MetalGarurumon, MagnaAngemon, MetalGreymon....

At the same time, Digimon also need to be nurtured by humans to become stronger...

“Perfectly aligned with this Digimon path?”

“As if it were a destiny ordained by heaven?”

“And what in the world is a combat fusion form?”

“But thinking about it, it really can be done. However, isn't this the reproductive ability of the pixel tribe natives? Are they sure it won't result in children?”

Xu Zhi's face began to darken.

He felt there were just too many absurdities; he didn't even know where to begin complaining!

Is this going to turn this planet into a Digimon world?

But next, Xu Zhi saw another scene.

Bai Xiaojun, as the leader of this group of players, also descended and was picked up by a child.

A pixelated giant snake soared into the air, divine and vast. In the huge, luxurious, adorable doll room, it gazed down at the bewildered High-Green Star little girl, opening its sacred dragon eyes.

“Oh, chosen child, are you my partner, Rayquaza?”

“Ah!!”

“You are...? An unknown alien creature?” The cute little girl from High-Green Star was stunned. She quickly searched frantically through the room, rummaging through boxes and cabinets, and then put on a battle power-monitoring scope over her right eye.

I've hit the jackpot.

Bai Xiaojun was also instantly ecstatic.

The probability of encountering High-Green Star people on this central planet was extremely low. Numerically, ninety percent were Lamuans, who had to work as slaves to build on this barren and dangerous planet.

To encounter the rare noble class—had Lady Luck finally smiled upon him this time?

“It's just a shame that this is a super cute girl.”

Bai Xiaojun's expression suddenly became strained, revealing extreme conflict. “If only it were a cute boy, that would be even better.”

He suddenly felt very bad.

Because his girlfriend was about to kill him!

She loved him very much and was incredibly magnanimous. She didn't care how many boyfriends she had, nor how many children she was the mother of; she was completely open-minded about it all, embracing them as her own. But... she did care how many girlfriends he had!

“If only it were a boy.”

He looked at the adorable High-Green Star girl before him, a deep conflict evident on his face. He felt it was a significant drawback, yet he didn't want to abandon this serendipitous encounter.

“I'm doomed.”