Dragon Ball: Saiyan's Gourmet Journey

Chapter 303: A peaceful new world, the evolution of the Rafflesia
Belstarmon, Tailmon seems to like this form very much: "Every time I evolve to other forms, my thinking will be more or less affected by the evolved form, but this one doesn't seem to have any effect. Except that I like to wipe the gun in my hand more, it's almost the same as Tailmon's state. Abu, accompany me to adapt to this form."

Broly agreed and accompanied Tailmon to adapt to the form of Belstarmon, but the actual situation was that he became Belstarmon's shooting target. Her pair of guns called Lotus Roots could fire fly projectiles that could turn and track.

The pain from being hit on the body seems to be getting worse and worse, and it seems to have the effect of weakening the defense. If it wasn't Broly who caught the bullet, I'm afraid he could have killed a perfect form with one shot, and his strength would have been greatly improved.

In addition to spear attacks, Belstarmon also has good physical skills. Its plump body might make it a bit clumsy, but in reality it is like a nimble cat.

I don't know why, but at the end of the fight, he would be held in his arms, and his ears and tail would be stroked.

Perhaps this has something to do with the fact that when Belstarmon was Tailmon, he often stroked its ears and tail like this.

Broly doesn't hate being treated like this, especially when Belstarmon does it, it can effectively increase his happiness value.

"Not here yet?"

This time, the time spent traveling through the space-time channel was quite long. Just based on the perceived time, five days had already passed.

"I made a significant correction in the space-time frequency, but it may be an overcorrection, resulting in a longer space-time jump."

This is the explanation of the molecular beast, but it is not clear when it will be able to land.

"You, you've gotten the upper hand twice, so you're deliberately traveling to the wrong world, right?"

Fairymon was a little skeptical.

"How is this possible? I also want to help King Gluttonymon as soon as possible, go to the real world to find Vampiremon, and get Tailmon's badge of light back."

Molecular Beast decisively rejected such a thing, but it is unknown how true this statement is.

Fortunately, the time spent on the Crystal Palace panel was less than three days. When Broly was once again held in the arms of Belstarmon and his tail was rubbed, the spaceship fortress finally landed and appeared high in the sky above a grass plain.

There's no need to ask this time. Just look out the window and see the herds of Ceratopsians and Triceratops running on the plains, and you'll know that this is not the real world, but the digital world.

"If we keep traveling through time and space, we won't end up back in the original digital world, right?"

Belstarmon held Broly like a doll, and when he stood by the window and saw the group of Digimon moving around on the grassy plain below, he couldn't help but ask.

"It's not the original digital world. I can be sure of that. The data density of this world is much higher than that of our world. This is a brand new digital world."

After arriving in the new world, the molecular beast became busy again. It seemed as if it had been prepared, operating various instruments for detecting the environment.

"So, when will we get to the real world, um, the real world we want to go to?"

Broly asked as he was held by Belstarmon and sat down. Belstarmon shared some of his pressure and used his head as a cushion, just like how Broly sometimes used Tailmon's body as a pillow.

"The next world for sure, but since we are here, why don't we take a look at the situation in this world first?"

Molecular Beast suggested.

"It takes time to charge the space-time gate anyway."

Having said that, there is no other choice but to make the best of it.

The spaceship fortress rests in this world.

"By the way, this world is really peaceful."

After going down to the ground, Fairymon came into contact with the local Digimon. After discovering that the Digimon in this world were all very peaceful, Fairymon sighed.

"Of course, because this world is protected by the World Tree and the Royal Knights, every Digimon can live peacefully in this world."

Serving some drinks to the guests from heaven, Grannymon said with some pride that no Digimon would think such a world is bad.

"Eh, World Tree?"

Fairymon was a little surprised.

"Has your world never encountered a collision with the real world?"

It asked.

"The real world, what is that?"

The Granny Beast, who looked like an old woman, was a little confused.

And after further questioning, Fairymon got a piece of information.

That is, the Digimon in this world have no knowledge of the real world.

There may be a real world, but there has never been a crisis situation where the digital world and the real world overlap and collide with each other.

"That's great. If the worlds hadn't overlapped, perhaps our world would be as peaceful and tranquil as this one."

Fairymon was truly envious. At this moment, a Battle Greymon flew across the sky and landed in this small town built by humanoid Digimon on the grassland.

"Everyone, run quickly. The horrible virus is about to attack us. The southern region has already fallen, and some Digimon have already started to die..."

As soon as Battle Greymon landed, he started preaching something in the town, which caused some commotion.

However, the commotion was not very big, and most of the Digimon were teasing the Digimon who were watching the show.

"What's going on over there?"

When the fairymon saw the situation over there, he couldn't help but ask the grandmothermon next to him.

"Nothing. Newly born Digimon always imagine that a great crisis will occur in this world, so they say these things. But this world is protected by the World Tree and the Royal Knights, so how could there be any crisis..."

Grannymon said nonchalantly that after living in this peaceful digital world for so many years, most Digimon were like her and did not think that any crisis would suddenly break out in this peaceful world.

"This time it's different. The virus was released by the Royal Knights. The World Tree is going to clean up most of the Digimon. Only a small number of Digimon that have been selected and have gone to the New World will survive. We must go to the New World before the virus reaches here, otherwise everyone who stays here will be killed by the virus."

WarGreymon tried to persuade the Digimon in the grassland town, but unfortunately no Digimon was willing to believe him.

Young Digimon always look forward to an extraordinary life in the future, but in the peaceful digital world there are not so many ups and downs waiting for them to experience.

Therefore, some Digimon who were unwilling to be ordinary formed a Crisis Society, believing that a crisis would one day appear in this world, and that they had the mission of resolving the crisis.

Okay, this sounds very childish, right? And it is actually very childish, but this group of Digimon tirelessly believe in such things and continue to promote some crisis theories.

After hearing the words "the wolf is coming" too many times, the normal Digimon no longer took them seriously. Although they did not laugh at the Digimon who firmly believed that a crisis would come, they did not believe what they said either.

After listening to Grannymon's description of the situation of Battle Greymon over there, Fairymon was speechless. The world over there needed to choose children to save the world.

On this side, an Ultimate War Greymon wants to save the world, but there is no room for him to do so because the world is too peaceful.

[How about taking the other person back? ]

As soon as this thought came to mind, Fairymon found himself moved.

"Fairymon, aren't you going to eat?" Broly, who was ordering food at the stall run by Grandpamon, saw Fairymon getting up and leaving, and couldn't help but shout.

"I ate, of course I ate, but I wanted to meet some friends over there."

Fairymon pointed to the direction of WarGreymon. When Fathermon saw it, he shook his head and sighed, "Another young Digimon has been poisoned by the Crisis Club."

"Fairymon is hundreds of years old. Is this still young?"

Belstarmon asked subconsciously.

"A few hundred years old, that's still pretty young. Gonggong Beast and Granny Beast, this couple, started running a snack bar here a thousand years ago."

Next to him, Flamemon, who looked like a perverted murderer, laughed and said, and in front of him was a bowl of red turkey noodles with a lot of chili peppers. After taking a bite, he began to spit flames into the sky, and the other Digimon guests around him were not surprised by this.

"Ah, a thousand years. Have you lived that long?"

Floramon, who followed along, was somewhat surprised at the ages of Gung-Gongmon and Grannymon.

"There's nothing strange about this. We know Digimon that are older than this."

Grannymon didn't care, and Pao-Gongmon served Broly and his guests the food they ordered, and Broly paid for the meal with the supplies he brought from the previous real world.

"I see. This world is peaceful, and most Digimon don't have a lifespan. As long as their data continues to exist, they can live forever.

As time goes by, the data in the body will accumulate, and Digimon may evolve. No wonder there are so many Perfect Digimon here, and it is not uncommon to see Ultimate Digimon. "

Molecularmon didn't follow, but it was able to check the situation here through a large number of drones. The number of Perfect Digimon on the grassland alone was already beyond imagination, as if all the beasts were mature and perfect.

When people get old, they like to talk about the past, and Digimon is similar. Grandpamon talked about a peerless Digimon beauty he had seen when he was young.

"Her name is Rafflesiamon, and she is the most beautiful Digimon this old man has ever seen in his life."

Hearing this, Granny Beast walked over, picked up her cane and hit Grandpa Beast on the head.

"what about me?"

"You are just an old woman."

"Old man, do you want to fight?"

"Let's fight, am I afraid of you?"

Grandpamon took his cane and started fighting with Grannymon.

"Doesn't it matter?"

Broly pointed at the two Digimon who started hitting each other with their canes and asked the guest next to him.

"It's okay. Gonggongmon and Grannymon are like this sometimes. After the fight, their relationship will get better again."

Bully Bearmon drank black tea and behaved very calmly.

"Don't look at them like this. They were very affectionate when they were young. One of them was Rosemon, a famous beauty in our town, and the other was Steel Gokumon, a rock musician. When they were together, they showed us a lot of affection..."

After introducing it like this, Death Flamemon took another bite of turkey noodles, then raised his head and started to spit fire again. Broly was sitting next to him and could fully feel how spicy the turkey noodles the other was eating.

And just as the other party said, after fighting each other with crutches for a while, the two made up, and the old man with a bump on his head came back to talk about the Rafflesia beast.

"Although Rafflesiamon is beautiful, I think Rosemon is the most beautiful, especially Rosemon who later transformed into Grannymon..."

If Broly had not heard the introduction of Death Flamemon just now, he might have believed what Gonggomon said. Now he just wants to ask the other party: Are you threatened? If so, please blink.

Grannymon was very satisfied with Grandpamon's change in attitude and turned around to provide service to other customers.

"Is the Rafflesia really that beautiful? How did she evolve?"

The two flower fairy beasts asked curiously.

"Do you also want to evolve into Rafflesiamon? I advise you not to think so. Rafflesiamon is beautiful, but once its blooming period is over, it will disappear. It is a very rare Digimon with a short life span. It is also one of the few Digimon that this old man has seen in his life that died of natural causes."

There is no such thing as the Digimon in this world turning into eggs after death. Once dead, they are dead.

"Well, if that's the case, then why did she evolve into a Rafflesia?"

Belstarmon was a little confused.

"I don't know, but maybe she wants the world to know that there are Digimon as beautiful as her."

For the sake of a moment of ultimate beauty, I am willing to evolve into a being that will wither.

"Then you haven't answered the question, how did she evolve?"

Belstarmon demanded.

"This is not a good evolution, so don't ask."

Broly interrupted.

When Broly heard about Rafflesiamon, he was still somewhat interested, wondering if it was the discovery of another wife form. But when he heard that Rafflesiamon actually had a limited flowering period, he suddenly lost interest in exploring.

Compared to having a new wife, Broly hopes that his cat can live longer.

"Don't forget, I can degenerate."

Belstarmon warned.

"It is the combined evolution of Lotusmon and Rosemon."

In the end, Belstarmon got the answer from Gonggongmon.

At this time, Fairymon also came back.

However, there was an extra Battle Greymon beside it.

"I heard from Fairymon that you are willing to believe my words."

"Hey, what did you say?"

Broly didn't quite understand and looked at the other party in confusion.

Hearing this, WarGreymon also looked at Fairymon flying beside him with a puzzled look.

"I was very interested in the crisis it was talking about, so I invited it to come over and tell us in detail."

Fairymon quickly explained.

(End of this chapter)