The children went home to eat before heading to the agreed place to talk.
Guilmon took Mo Yan to the park and waited for everyone in the small house.
After arriving at the place, amidst Guilmon's confusion, Mo Yan released the little monster he had captured.
"Hey, that guy, what do you want to do by tying me here?
Let me go! "
As soon as it was released, the little monster glared at Mo Yan and roared.
"Don't worry, let me see the records about you first."
Smiling, Mo Yan took out his holy scripture and started reading.
This holy book not only records the magic that Mo Yan learned and mastered in Wicherni, but also records the remaining part of Mo Yan's memory of the six parts of "Digimon".
If you want to ask, why don't you keep these things in your mind, but write them in books?
Sorry, Mo Yan's memory is not that good and he can remember so much.
However, only he knows how much of what Mo Yan wrote in the book is true.
True and false, false and true.
"found it!
Little Monster, one of the first Digimon to arrive in the human world, has its own trainer. But for some unknown reason, the little monster beast left its trainer and started wandering.
Am I right? "
Closing the book, Mo Yan looked at the little monster with a smile.
"You, you know..."
This smile seemed so terrifying to the little monster that it made him retreat involuntarily against the wall, as if this was the only way to bring him a sense of security and support him from showing any timidity.
"OK, the information is correct.
Well, according to "Wizards' Daily Behavior Code (Revised Edition 3.0)" compiled by Witcherney.
From now on, I will be your mentor, little monster. "
Reaching out and taking out a book from the dimensional space, Mo Yan turned to a certain page and spoke to the little monster.
On the other side, Guilmon saw Mo Yan taking out another book, touched his head, and then crawled on the ground and fell asleep.
"I don't care about wizards or daily behavioral management rules. Let me go now.
Otherwise, I want you to look good. "
Hearing Mo Yan's words, the little monster was a little confused, but it still struggled and said harshly to Mo Yan.
"Oh, that's right. The way it is now, it's really not convincing."
Putting away the "Rules of Daily Behavior for Wizards (Revised Edition 3.0)", Mo Yan touched his chin, looking thoughtful.
That look made the already very angry little monster even more unhappy.
Ignoring the little monster's struggle, a digicore appeared around Mo Yan.
Transfer evolution!
Wizardmon!
In the white light, Mo Yan transformed into a wizard beast.
Seeing Mo Yan's new form, the little monster fell silent for a moment.
Wizardmon is the conventional evolutionary form of the little monster beast.
The natural aura of a superior made the little monster have to be cautious and put away its unnecessary and incompetent anger.
"It looks like you've calmed down, which is good."
Seeing that the little monster no longer struggled and roared, Mo Yan was somewhat satisfied.
"Starting from tomorrow, you will learn magic with me until you evolve into a wizard beast and be able to skillfully use the magic I teach you."
Mo Yan pointed the magic wand at the little monster with a very solemn tone.
"You, you really want to teach me?
Can I still evolve? "
The little monster was pointed at by Mo Yan with the wand. Instead of roaring and struggling, it actually said in surprise.
"certainly."
Taking back the wand, Mo Yan said matter-of-factly.
"Why?
Why do you want to teach me? Aren't you afraid that I will defeat you and absorb your information in the future? "
Hearing Mo Yan's serious tone, the little monster still couldn't understand.
"My teacher, Sagemon said:
As wizards who learn and study magic, we need to pass on our wisdom and prove that what we learn is correct and correct.
So, what better way than to teach others?
And, I don’t think you’ll be able to beat me in the future. "
Thinking of the Sage Beast who taught him, Mo Yan borrowed what the Sage Beast once said to him and told it to the little monster beast.
"But, I still don't understand."
What Mo Yan repeated was still incredible to the little monster.
Of course, the little monster automatically ignored Mo Yan's last sentence.
Little Monster is equally confident as Mo Yan, and he doesn't think he can't beat the opponent in the future.
“There is nothing that cannot be understood.
As a wizard beast, if you want to evolve, you have four options:
The first is to serve a certain god.
The second one is to continue to research and dig deeper into your own magic, and start your own magic experiments.
Third, use your own wisdom to teach others and prove your own wisdom and ability.
The fourth, explore other paths and integrate them into your own magical path. "
Just like the Sage Beast taught him before, Mo Yan sat cross-legged in front of the little demon beast and started teaching.
Although, it's not that formal.
"But, isn't the evolution of a Digimon just about absorbing data and increasing its own data?"
Influenced by Mo Yan, the little monster raised his own questions.
"How can the evolution of Digimon be so inconvenient!"
"it hurts."
Putting himself into the Sage Beast's speaking mode, Mo Yan picked up his magic wand and knocked it on the little monster's head.
Under the pressure from Mo Yan, the little monster could only look at Mo Yan angrily.
"It can certainly evolve by absorbing the data of the defeated Digimon and using it to increase its own data.
However, this approach is not advisable.
Because evolution through killing can easily lead to insanity.
Most importantly, it is easy to be judged by Digimon with righteous thoughts.
This is the point! "
The wand tapped the ground, and Mo Yan spoke seriously about the disadvantages of evolution through killing.
"Then, how should we evolve?"
Feeling Mo Yan's growing aura, the little monster asked weakly.
"The evolution of Digimon is mainly based on the following methods:
The first is through time.
As time goes by, the data in a Digimon's body will naturally grow and evolve.
However, this kind of evolved Digimon often does not have much fighting power.
The second type is unremitting exercise.
Through continuous training, the data in a Digimon's body will continue to increase, and then it will reach the peak of its current form, and finally evolve.
There are many ways to exercise, which are generally divided into physical exercise, ability exercise and interest exercise.
Digimon that evolve through exercise are extremely powerful in combat, especially in their areas of expertise.
The third type is recognition from the world, or having some kind of authority.
This kind of evolution is rare.
No Digimon wants to know the specific combat power. "
When talking about the third method, Mo Yan looked at Guilmon who was snoring and blowing bubbles.
“The fourth type is the bond with the chosen children, that is, the bond with the animal tamer.
Human children possess the purest soul, and this soul will be embodied in the digital world and become the driving force for the evolution of Digimon.
I think you saw it too.
After all, you had it too. "
Speaking of this fourth type, Mo Yan looked at the little monster.
At the same time, Mo Yan also released the energy chain binding the little monster.
Hearing Mo Yan say that he once had it, the little monster subconsciously crossed his arms, his eyes full of fear.
"Okay, don't be afraid. It's all over. I think they have all grown up and will no longer do things that scare you."
Seeing the little monster's appearance, Mo Yan reached out and touched the little monster's head and said comfortingly.
"Who, who is scared? I never need an animal tamer."
Hearing Mo Yan's words and the big hand full of heat, the little monster immediately flushed and slapped Mo Yan's hand away, saying loudly.
After saying that, the little monster wanted to leave.
"Snapped!"
Mo Yan immediately snapped his fingers and released some kind of magic.
The little demon beast took one step and was immediately stopped by Mo Yan, his eyes filled with "silly" anger.
"Huh?
Little monster, why is he here? "
At this moment, Matsuda Keito and the others arrived. Seeing this situation, the little angel immediately asked.
The little monster closed its eyes with shame and anger, and his mind was filled with the emotion of social death.
