【DIGIMON SEEKERS】NOVEL:CHAPTER1-1〈朗読劇〉 - YouTube
A wireframe T-Rex races forward. Tyrannosaurus Rex, the carnivorous reptile that dominated the Cretaceous earth about 67 million years ago, was one of the largest dinosaurs, measuring up to 13 meters in length and weighing 9 tons. However, it was slightly different from the image imagined by scholars based on fossils. The T-Rex was smaller, yet its forelegs were significantly developed and its sharp three hooked claws could easily rip through the flesh of prey.

Tyrannomon - Tyrannomon, mature stage, dinosaur type, data species
The texture of the skin is applied to the wireframe 3D body and mapping enhances the texture of the red imitation T-Rex that runs among the herd. They worked as a group, with one chasing the prey, one luring it, and the other waiting in ambush, hunting based on their advanced intelligence. The prey was eventually cornered deeper and deeper into the tunnel. When the sharp claws of the approaching Tyrannomon were about to seize their prey,
Crash! Along with a deafening roar, a large square object quickly passed by. It was the subway train. The painted vermilion line color of the route was visible only within the visual range of the Tyrannomon as it instinctively avoided the vehicle depicted in wireframe. The destination display showed an incomprehensible string of text, which seemed vaguely familiar.
It was not an ancient jungle, but a concrete underground space constructed by line drawings. The three Tyrannomon started to pursue their prey once again, branching off to the tunnel passages and going deeper underground. The sound of splashing water echoed, and the source was discovered to be a vast sewer. The surroundings were enveloped in a pitch-black darkness so deep that one could barely see their outstretched fingertips. But the Tyrannomon sensed their surroundings. They perceived the stagnant wind carrying the stench of sewage and the footsteps of the agile prey fleeing in the waterway, simply by the air itself.
Gyah! The Tyrannomon waiting in ambush let out a scream. Suddenly, a tornado emerged, and the swirling vortex of water slammed into the Tyrannomon, throwing it off balance. The injured Tyrannomon fell onto its back, exposing its belly, and was finished off by a powerful surprise attack from a very close range. The Tyrannomon, which was counterattacked by its prey, fell silent, its red skin blemished with scars, resulting in noise.

Novel_deco Eishi Nagasu A 3D digital signage ad pops up from the signboard, featuring a strong-featured Kabuki-style shop mascot with dark circles around its eyes, promoting the new release of the something-beef-four-times-burger, crossing the road from the store with vigor. "I wonder if there's a good part-time job story," said Eishi Nagasu as he lounged in the corner seat of the second-floor fast-food restaurant with a drink he got with a coupon, browsing through the GrIMM (Grimm) topic on his smartphone.
GRIMM is a universal communication tool. Apart from the fundamental short messages, voice chat, and video streaming functions, GRIMM offers a diverse range of communities based on group channels. Its total user base is possibly among the highest compared to all other social networking sites. Its greatest feature is that it acts as a monetary payment tool using its unique virtual currency, DC (digital coin), which creates a single economic sphere.
However, it is only half legal. "The cost of this tool is no joke, and you have to seriously memorize the program instead of outsourcing. Huh... the tip's price is going up again. I wonder if my industry is becoming a red ocean". One muttered such things. For a job seeker like Eishi Nagasu, GRIMM is essential for earning money as a tool for information gathering, personal trading, and cloud sourcing.
GRIMM is like a republic on the internet based on new values. However, it should not be considered an overstatement. The economic size of GRIMM, which can now threaten actual countries, is growing.
"Cultivating breeders... is a high hurdle. Catching collectors will be a quick source of income. But if I become a full-time hunter, I won't have a customer to sell it to... Black Agumon? Catch reward of 100 million DC!" Age bites on a specific recruitment offer. "Agumon" refers to data that is traded in the network illegal labor worker domain, like Age, who enters and exits GRIMM.
— "Agumon Black" "No damage live body preferred."
The recruitment content and notes were accompanied by a silhouette of a dinosaur. Speaking of a hundred million DC, it would be over roughly one hundred million yen...? However, Eishi cannot imagine having such a huge amount of money without working for more than ten years.
However, Eishi's tension quickly diminished as he looked at the replies attached to the original post. They were all abusive or intended for mischief, with all the comments demanding money... GRIMM is a lawless place. A network garbage dump.
"Oh, is this a famous urban legend story? One hundred million is unrealistic, and if it is black, it wouldn't be an Agumon... wait, no!" He couldn't help but scream. "My Tyrannomon No. 3" He saw a group of high school students who were on the same floor glance at him.
Until last year... Age was also wearing a high school uniform, chatting away without any goals, without any real sense of worries for the future, enjoying his life.
When he stopped swiping on his smartphone, he touched another gadget on the table with the other hand. It was the size of his palm, had a monochrome LCD screen and operation buttons, and looked like an electronic toy at first glance. On the screen, there was a pixelated, deformed dinosaur-like creature.
— Tyrannomon
Its name is displayed, but it had its eyes closed and was lying down.
"I threw away my part-time job searching and its pay... I'm such an idiot!" Eishi hit his head. The other two Tyrannomon, No. 1 and No. 2, looked at Eishi from a tiny monochrome screen and alternated glances. Their appearance looked troubled, almost as if waiting for instructions.
"Please! I can't afford to waste any more time or money on you guys!" Eishi operated the gadget and switched the downed Tyrannomon to another individual. "If you can't capture the target, you're gonna be skipped for dinner! Rather, if I can't capture it, I'll go hungry this month," said Eishi, who seemed to be getting carried away by the game. The high school students frowned and moved seats away from him.
However, this is not a game. It is not just for fun. Eishi is a cracker. While hackers refer to the person who possesses superior computer-related skills, crackers disregards the illegal, gray-zone activities of hackers and does whatever works in the network industry.
"Tool settings "Capture"! Target re-specified "Modoki Betamon"! Do not mess with cracker "Fang," Eiji Nagasu... Command execution! & left!" Eishi pressed the execution button.
The Tyrannomon on the small monochrome LCD screen disappeared somewhere. They went to work, and the AI should capture the "prey" as specified by the tool. After drinking the drink in the soggy paper cup, Eishi started browsing through GRIMM again.【DIGIMON SEEKERS】NOVEL:CHAPTER1-1〈朗読劇〉 - YouTube
A wireframe T-Rex races forward. Tyrannosaurus Rex, the carnivorous reptile that dominated the Cretaceous earth about 67 million years ago, was one of the largest dinosaurs, measuring up to 13 meters in length and weighing 9 tons. However, it was slightly different from the image imagined by scholars based on fossils. The T-Rex was smaller, yet its forelegs were significantly developed and its sharp three hooked claws could easily rip through the flesh of prey.

Tyrannomon - Tyrannomon, mature stage, dinosaur type, data species
The texture of the skin is applied to the wireframe 3D body and mapping enhances the texture of the red imitation T-Rex that runs among the herd. They worked as a group, with one chasing the prey, one luring it, and the other waiting in ambush, hunting based on their advanced intelligence. The prey was eventually cornered deeper and deeper into the tunnel. When the sharp claws of the approaching Tyrannomon were about to seize their prey,
Crash! Along with a deafening roar, a large square object quickly passed by. It was the subway train. The painted vermilion line color of the route was visible only within the visual range of the Tyrannomon as it instinctively avoided the vehicle depicted in wireframe. The destination display showed an incomprehensible string of text, which seemed vaguely familiar.
It was not an ancient jungle, but a concrete underground space constructed by line drawings. The three Tyrannomon started to pursue their prey once again, branching off to the tunnel passages and going deeper underground. The sound of splashing water echoed, and the source was discovered to be a vast sewer. The surroundings were enveloped in a pitch-black darkness so deep that one could barely see their outstretched fingertips. But the Tyrannomon sensed their surroundings. They perceived the stagnant wind carrying the stench of sewage and the footsteps of the agile prey fleeing in the waterway, simply by the air itself.
Gyah! The Tyrannomon waiting in ambush let out a scream. Suddenly, a tornado emerged, and the swirling vortex of water slammed into the Tyrannomon, throwing it off balance. The injured Tyrannomon fell onto its back, exposing its belly, and was finished off by a powerful surprise attack from a very close range. The Tyrannomon, which was counterattacked by its prey, fell silent, its red skin blemished with scars, resulting in noise.

Novel_deco Eishi Nagasu A 3D digital signage ad pops up from the signboard, featuring a strong-featured Kabuki-style shop mascot with dark circles around its eyes, promoting the new release of the something-beef-four-times-burger, crossing the road from the store with vigor. "I wonder if there's a good part-time job story," said Eishi Nagasu as he lounged in the corner seat of the second-floor fast-food restaurant with a drink he got with a coupon, browsing through the GrIMM (Grimm) topic on his smartphone.
GRIMM is a universal communication tool. Apart from the fundamental short messages, voice chat, and video streaming functions, GRIMM offers a diverse range of communities based on group channels. Its total user base is possibly among the highest compared to all other social networking sites. Its greatest feature is that it acts as a monetary payment tool using its unique virtual currency, DC (digital coin), which creates a single economic sphere.
However, it is only half legal. "The cost of this tool is no joke, and you have to seriously memorize the program instead of outsourcing. Huh... the tip's price is going up again. I wonder if my industry is becoming a red ocean". One muttered such things. For a job seeker like Eishi Nagasu, GRIMM is essential for earning money as a tool for information gathering, personal trading, and cloud sourcing.
GRIMM is like a republic on the internet based on new values. However, it should not be considered an overstatement. The economic size of GRIMM, which can now threaten actual countries, is growing.
"Cultivating breeders... is a high hurdle. Catching collectors will be a quick source of income. But if I become a full-time hunter, I won't have a customer to sell it to... Black Agumon? Catch reward of 100 million DC!" Age bites on a specific recruitment offer. "Agumon" refers to data that is traded in the network illegal labor worker domain, like Age, who enters and exits GRIMM.
— "Agumon Black" "No damage live body preferred."
The recruitment content and notes were accompanied by a silhouette of a dinosaur. Speaking of a hundred million DC, it would be over roughly one hundred million yen...? However, Eishi cannot imagine having such a huge amount of money without working for more than ten years.
However, Eishi's tension quickly diminished as he looked at the replies attached to the original post. They were all abusive or intended for mischief, with all the comments demanding money... GRIMM is a lawless place. A network garbage dump.
"Oh, is this a famous urban legend story? One hundred million is unrealistic, and if it is black, it wouldn't be an Agumon... wait, no!" He couldn't help but scream. "My Tyrannomon No. 3" He saw a group of high school students who were on the same floor glance at him.
Until last year... Age was also wearing a high school uniform, chatting away without any goals, without any real sense of worries for the future, enjoying his life.
When he stopped swiping on his smartphone, he touched another gadget on the table with the other hand. It was the size of his palm, had a monochrome LCD screen and operation buttons, and looked like an electronic toy at first glance. On the screen, there was a pixelated, deformed dinosaur-like creature.
— Tyrannomon
Its name is displayed, but it had its eyes closed and was lying down.
"I threw away my part-time job searching and its pay... I'm such an idiot!" Eishi hit his head. The other two Tyrannomon, No. 1 and No. 2, looked at Eishi from a tiny monochrome screen and alternated glances. Their appearance looked troubled, almost as if waiting for instructions.
"Please! I can't afford to waste any more time or money on you guys!" Eishi operated the gadget and switched the downed Tyrannomon to another individual. "If you can't capture the target, you're gonna be skipped for dinner! Rather, if I can't capture it, I'll go hungry this month," said Eishi, who seemed to be getting carried away by the game. The high school students frowned and moved seats away from him.
However, this is not a game. It is not just for fun. Eishi is a cracker. While hackers refer to the person who possesses superior computer-related skills, crackers disregards the illegal, gray-zone activities of hackers and does whatever works in the network industry.
"Tool settings "Capture"! Target re-specified "Modoki Betamon"! Do not mess with cracker "Fang," Eiji Nagasu... Command execution! & left!" Eishi pressed the execution button.
The Tyrannomon on the small monochrome LCD screen disappeared somewhere. They went to work, and the AI should capture the "prey" as specified by the tool. After drinking the drink in the soggy paper cup, Eishi started browsing through GRIMM again.