Through interrogation, they learned that the base really was a biological laboratory conducting experiments to create monsters. The small gang had originally only been after money, but later realized they had been tricked. Several of their men had been taken away and turned into experimental material. Even with their weapons, they were powerless against those monsters, just as they had been against Marcus Damon.
"Marcus Damon, shouldn't something this dangerous be built on some remote mountain?" Yuto asked curiously.
"I think our opponents might be Digimon. If they are, a city would be the best place for them." Marcus Damon glanced at the inscrutable Calumon. According to research, Digimon were heavily dependent on changes in human emotions. In other words, the livelier a place was, the better it suited Digimon. Yet if they hired a gang, they would already have all the manpower they needed. After a long while, Marcus Damon shook his head hard, rather missing that Marcus Damon whose strategic brilliance was unmatched.
"Everyone, be careful. Agumon, bring up the rear." With that, Marcus Damon charged in at the head of the group.
After following the winding passages, they once again reached an unknown depth underground and found the same sight as last time. Countless enormous transparent glass tanks stood across the floor, carrying out some kind of operation through a peculiar energy supply system. For some reason, however, all these tanks seemed empty.
As they walked, Hawkmon suddenly rushed forward, staring fixedly at one of the cultivation tanks. "Yuto, come take a look!" Hawkmon urged.
Yuto went over, and Marcus Damon and the others followed. Only after looking closely did they notice a long orange strand floating inside the tank. Without Hawkmon's warning, no one would have noticed it.
"Is this... is this MetalGreymon's hair?" Yuto sounded