While Mo Yan secluded himself to study, a new story was unfolding.
McCoy's cottage.
"Grandpa, are you sure doing this won't damage the D-Ark?"
Alice watched her grandfather connect one electrical cable and network cable after another to the D-Ark and asked with some concern.
"Don't worry, Alice. Something made in the Digital World isn't so easily damaged by me."
Rob McCoy reached out his large hand and stroked Alice's head, signaling that she needn't worry so much.
As a creation of the Digital World, the D-Ark was an ultracompact digital terminal that could connect humans and Digimon and had a great many functions. Its build quality was extremely solid.
"Grandpa, why are you studying this?"
Wormmon lay on Alice's shoulder, his large eyes on Rob McCoy, who was staring at the computer screen, as he asked.
"Wormmon, a long, long time ago, I studied the Digital World and investigated whether Digimon existed.
"In the end, I stopped that research for all sorts of reasons.
"Now that you've appeared, I feel I should still be able to do something for Alice.
"So I want to find out what functions the D-Ark has now."
Without turning his head, Rob McCoy spoke to Wormmon in a wistful tone.
At the same time, his words were full of love and care for Alice.
"Grandpa!
"Why do I remember you saying that a former student invited you to the Island Nation?
"Didn't you say he'd made a new discovery about Digimon?
"That's why you brought me to the Island Nation, isn't it?"
Seeing Wormmon's expression of "Wow, Grandpa is amazing and so good to Alice," Alice mercilessly exposed her grandfather's boasting.
"Huh? Is that how it was?"
At Alice's words, Wormmon first looked rather confused.
"Then Grandpa is just awful! How could you deceive