"Village Chief, really leave him behind?" After the village chief and the captain left the house, the captain couldn't help but ask.

"Well, he shouldn't be a bad person, at least, his heart is not bad." The village chief nodded.

The village chief is the oldest Digimon in this village, and the captain of the Agumon team was raised by him, the grace of nurturing, the love of teaching, in addition to the lack of blood, it can be said that the village chief is indeed the father of the captain.

When the captain of the Agumon Brigade was a newborn Black Ball Beast, the village chief was already an Agumon, raising generations of Digimon, guarding the village, living for a long time, seeing a lot, and having a lot of life experience and combat experience.

The village chief looked at Caesar's clear eyes, although he knew that Caesar's words were hidden.

However, the village chief still chooses to believe Caesar, Caesar is not a subordinate of the two forces of orangutans or molecular beasts, and he is not a bad person who does a lot of evil, which is judged by his years of experience and intuition.

Therefore, after thinking about it for a while, the village chief decided to leave Caesar in the village, because he was not a bad person, so he did not have to worry about bringing disaster to the village, and besides, there had been no guests in the village for a long time.

"Go prepare something to eat and send it to him, he's been in a coma for a day, he should be hungry, we don't want to be told by the guests that our village is not well treated." The village chief smiled and instructed the captain.

"Oh, got it." The captain scratched his head in response.

"By the way, he seems to say that he doesn't call himself a lion cub, what is his name?" The village chief suddenly remembered something and asked.

"Oh, he said his name was 'Caesar.'" The captain replied.

"Caesar, this name feels like it should be the name of the human world, I remember I once read this name in a certain book, it seems to be called Julius Caesar?" The village chief muttered as he walked away to deal with the affairs of the village.

And after the village chief and the captain left, Caesar fell on the bed violently, breathing a sigh of relief, the village chief's eyes were still quite scary.

"Little Lan Altoria Little Mourning Goblinmon" Caesar lay quietly on the bed, his eyes were a little blank looking at the ceiling, the room was very quiet, he was the only one, this quiet, he could hear his own breathing and heartbeat, so that Caesar's mind was chaotic, and he didn't know what he was thinking, and he muttered softly.

Caesar muttered, and the hand on the quilt unconsciously clenched hard, little by little.

Suddenly, there was a strange noise, which made Caesar come back to his senses, and he immediately sat up from his bed and looked at him vigilantly.

“！？” I saw that on the balcony outside the window, there were several black ball beasts and rolling ball beasts, through the window, curiously looking at Caesar inside, seeing Caesar sit up and look at them violently, they were all startled, and quickly jumped off the balcony.

Caesar froze for a moment when he saw this, and then, he couldn't help but shake his head, revealing a wry smile, he had been in the field for too long, a little bit of a grass, nervous feeling.

Having said that, after Caesar left the data forest, he stayed in the town near the data forest for a while, and he left without even a day, and then, in order to protect Xiaolan, he began to live a life of evading pursuit, and he has been living in the wild.

Now, he's in the village, and for a while, he's really a little unaccustomed to this peaceful and peaceful atmosphere, so he doesn't have to worry about the attacks of beasts, the attacks of other Digimon, and even, don't worry, he can't find a place to spend the night and so on.

It's a bit hard to get used to

At this moment, the door opened, and the captain walked in with a bowl, and the smell filled the room.

'Gollum~' Caesar's nose twitched, and he smelled the fragrance, as if he had aroused the roundworms in his stomach, and his stomach, which had been hungry for a day and a night, finally made a voice of protest, and the sound was very loud.

Hearing the sound of his stomach, Caesar blushed a little.

"Haha, let's eat, although it's not a delicious thing, but it's okay to fill your stomach." The captain also froze for a moment, then laughed and handed Caesar his wrist.

"Thank you." Caesar thanked him and took the bowl, only to see that the bowl was a relatively sticky porridge, with unknown green and pink leaves, as well as pieces of meat of different sizes, exuding a slight heat and fragrant.

Caesar took a sip, the temperature was just right, the warm one was not hot, and it shouldn't have just been made.

Moreover, I don't know, whether it's because I'm hungry, or for some reason, Caesar feels that this porridge is very delicious, although there doesn't seem to be any seasoning in it, but the ingredients are cooked poorly, and the taste of the ingredients themselves are all integrated into the porridge, which is very appropriate.

Caesar took three or two bites, and ate all the porridge in this big bowl into his stomach, and immediately felt warm in his stomach, but he was a little not too full, after all, it was just porridge.

"Don't worry, there's more." The captain also seemed to see that Caesar was not full, and went out to serve Caesar a few bowls of porridge until Caesar had eaten enough.

"When you're full, you can rest." After Caesar had finished eating, the captain said a word and left the house, leaving Caesar alone in the house.

"It's really good to open your mouth for this kind of food." After watching the captain leave, Caesar relaxed, collapsed on the bed, and sighed after eating and drinking.

After all, this is someone else's territory, and Caesar is not a big self-acquaintance, so in front of strangers, he still looks a little restrained and uncomfortable.

Having said that, Caesar didn't know how long he hadn't enjoyed this feeling of eating a ready-made meal directly, such a sparse and ordinary thing made him miss it so much.

It seems that Caesar has not experienced this feeling since he was reborn in this digital world, and in order to survive, he must hunt alone, handle animal carcasses alone, collect wild fruits, vegetation, and prepare meals with rudimentary materials and equipment, because if he does not do this, he will starve to death.

Unconsciously, the craftsmanship has changed from rusty to proficient.

Caesar had never done anything like this in his previous life, he had never seen it, and in the beginning, he would often make a mess of animal carcasses, not even skinning, not knowing what could and could not be eaten, and would break the bitter gall, the taste was simply sour.

Until now, the skilled like an old butcher for decades, figuring out his own tricks, processing an animal carcass, it doesn't take a few minutes at all, and he is forced out by life, which may be the so-called growth.