Chapter Nine: The Discarded Evolution Path of the Tyrannosaurus Beast

A year may not be considered particularly long or short, yet for most students, it is enough time to nurture a Digimon to the growth stage. However, aspiring to enter elite institutions such as Imperial Capital University or Magic City University—legendary schools—requires more than simply raising a Digimon to the growth stage. Distinguished performance is essential.

The most straightforward measure of such performance is combat capability.

Zhao Jie’s generation was undoubtedly fortunate. They did not endure the wild era when humans first forged contracts with Digimon, a time when humanity’s understanding of Digimon began from nothing. Evolution was often left to chance, unlike the controlled methods available now.

“Who is Zhao Jie?”

Upon hearing Li Ping call his name, Zhao Jie was momentarily stunned, then slowly stood up, uncertain of Li Ping’s purpose.

“Come with me.”

Li Ping offered no further explanation. Seeing Zhao Jie rise, he led the way out.

“Hurry and follow; don’t be nervous. And bring your Digimon with you,” Teacher Yu prompted Zhao Jie.

“Teacher Yu, what’s this about…?”

“Don’t ask so much. Teacher Li will explain.”

Realizing he would get no answers from Teacher Yu, Zhao Jie took his Rolling Ballmon and followed Li Ping out.

Soon, they entered a bright, spacious office.

“Zhao Jie, talent grade A, Digimon is Rolling Ballmon?”

Li Ping gestured for Zhao Jie to sit, picked up a form, handed it to him, and spoke offhandedly.

The form contained basic information about Zhao Jie’s family, his Digimon’s registration number, and personal details. Zhao Jie was unsure why he was being shown this.

“Check for any errors. If there’s a problem, raise it now—especially the Digimon registration number. We’re entering this into the official database, and once submitted, changes are troublesome.”

Sensing Zhao Jie’s confusion, Li Ping explained briefly.

“No issues.”

After careful review, Zhao Jie returned the form.

“Good. Do you have your phone? Scan my QR code.”

Scan? QR code?

Such advanced technology?

After scanning, Zhao Jie was redirected to a download link. Soon, an app called Digital Sprite appeared on his phone.

“This app is our Digimon Tamers’ communication platform. It contains many Digimon evolution paths—some are free, some require payment,” Li Ping explained as Zhao Jie registered.

“Your Rolling Ballmon has two known evolutionary routes: one to Agumon, the other to Block Agumon. Agumon can evolve into Dragonmon and Terra Tyrannomon; Block Agumon can evolve into Clockmon. How you choose is up to you.”

Hearing this, Zhao Jie felt relieved. Rolling Ballmon was common, and Agumon’s evolution route being mapped out was expected. Yet Rolling Ballmon only had two evolution paths? What about Gillmon, the virus type evolution? Still, it made sense, since Gillmon was a virus-type Digimon and not part of the normal evolution range.

What surprised Yang Dong was the absence of the classic Tyrannomon evolution from Agumon. How could this be? Even Dragonmon’s route was discovered, and Terra Tyrannomon’s path was known, yet Tyrannomon’s was missing?

Countless questions flashed through Zhao Jie’s mind.

“Registration complete? Enter this redemption code. You’re a student, so you get twenty free points for querying data or buying items.”

“This is your benefit. Later, to earn points, you’ll have to complete tasks from the mission hall.”

The mission hall tasks—Zhao Jie had glanced at them—none were available for him to accept, all displayed in gray. Clearly, if he were not a student, acquiring points would be a daunting challenge.

“Also, remember: materials marked 'not for dissemination' may not be shared with anyone. Those without such marking may only be shared among Digimon Tamers. If we find you violating this, you’ll lose access to Digital Sprite, and serious breaches will be pursued.”

Zhao Jie felt a chill. For someone like him, losing access to Digital Sprite would severely limit his future progress.

Knowledge is power—a truth especially apt in Digimon cultivation.

“Huh, why do I have fifty points?”

After entering the code, Yang Dong looked at Li Ping in surprise. Was this a bug?

“You have an A-level talent, so we gave you thirty extra points. All right, you may go. If you have questions, check Digital Sprite first; if you’re still unsure, come ask me tomorrow.”

“By the way, call Peng Wei in.”

Soon, Zhao Jie returned to the classroom and called Peng Wei out.

“What did they want you for?” Liu Cheng asked curiously.

In fact, not only Liu Cheng, but the other students were also intrigued. One by one, they pricked up their ears, eager to learn what Teacher Li had called Zhao Jie for.

“Just to register an app. You’ll find out soon enough,” Zhao Jie replied casually, his eyes fixed on his phone screen.

“The evolution route of Agumon to Tyrannomon poses a significant hazard; we recommend the authorities delete this route.” This was the document Zhao Jie had found, searching for Tyrannomon just now.

One hundred points!

Zhao Jie originally intended to see what it said, but the price deterred him. From this, he understood: even though Dragonmon’s evolution route was mapped, Tyrannomon’s was not. It seemed the authorities had deleted the Tyrannomon evolution route.

In other words, Agumon’s Tyrannomon evolution path was eliminated?

“Zombie Tyrannomon?” Zhao Jie murmured to himself. Besides this, he could think of no other reason the authorities would abandon the route.

The erroneous evolution of Tyrannomon would lead to the mindless Zombie Tyrannomon—a being capable of matching Ultimate-level Digimon in combat.

Its only flaw: lacking reason and uncontrollable.

In the real world, such a powerful but uncontrollable entity would bring calamity.

Zhao Jie glanced one last time at the author—signed Master Feng.