Doraemon for an imperfect world

But just before he was about to succeed, Doraemon shouted out the rest of the words:

"It's a firefighting robot!"

For a moment, the huge mecha stopped in place.

The intelligent control machinist tried to send a command, but the former mechas did not respond. They all turned around, raised their gun barrels slightly, and then sprayed white dry ice towards the burning flames.

"Silence immediately, repeat! Silence immediately, open the control panel!"

"..."

"The Castellan mecha has lost control. Initial testing is over. Plan B is being activated."

It watched the blue iron man's departing back indifferently, and then tried to access the operating program of the Castellan mecha again. It was very clear, but he soon discovered that the functions of these creations had undergone earth-shaking changes while their body structures had not changed at all, as if the most basic laws of physics had been rewritten.

“May glory be forever to the God of all machines, and may the faithful gears never rust.”

He walked forward and took out data chips from the control panels of several Castellan mechas, but unexpectedly, even so, these mechas were still continuing to carry out the firefighting mission!

Iron Man...

The metal limbs of the Intelligent Control Mathematician stretched out from under the red robe, and he held a plasma pistol in his hand. He then shot at the Castellan Iron Men one by one, and the hot plasma instantly melted their bodies.

Then, combat servants (mechanical servants) began to appear from the passages on both sides, their limbs completely replaced with metal, cables roughly running through their flesh, and an ugly and rough metal creation covering their heads. These mechanical servants alienated by machines came from the prisons of the Harkonnen family and some prisoners captured in the rebellion. The believers of the Mechanical God did not care what their past was, because their present and future would surely serve the God of Machines.

"What is that?" Doraemon, who was running away with Kiya, looked back and was immediately frightened. "Could that be..."

"They are mechanical servants. The patriarch once said that they are modified living people." Kiya said calmly, and then she turned around and cut off two mechanical servants that rushed out from the side while running. Most of her knowledge of this world and the empire came from the stories told by the patriarch before his death, so she didn't know what models these mechanical servants were.

"That's too much."

A small detail can reveal a big picture. Even just a glance at that nightmarish shape is enough to refresh Doraemon's imagination of the word cruelty.

But at this moment, hundreds of mecha servants appeared in front of him. Doraemon had to stop and look back to back with Kiya at these horrific creations that blasphemed human reason and life.

"It's a little troublesome, but I will protect you."

Kiya held up her two bone knives. The raw materials of these two bone knives actually came from their former angels. According to the analysis of the inner ring's infectious disease experts, those angels were pure-blooded aliens, not mixed-bloods like them. Kiya liked this statement because it at least showed that she was still partly human. Even if the bones of those evil creatures were separated from their blasphemous bodies, they were already magical weapons for hunting life, especially after she watered them with blood, and they became sharper and sharper with repeated killings.

"No, if we are delayed here, we will definitely attract more enemies."

Doraemon said, taking out a golden ring from his pocket and placing it on the ground. The original entity immediately formed a hole in the unknown area where the ring touched. "Piercing the ring - let's leave from here."

After saying that, Doraemon jumped up, and Kiya immediately jumped down as well.

The next floor was still a long and narrow passage, or rather, the entire top nest was a huge Gothic palace. Doraemon took off the piercing ring and put it in his pocket, then took out another doll that looked like a puppet and put it on his hand:

"Guiding Angel—"

Just put it on and it will automatically find the best answer, making it the most suitable for acting in a completely unknown environment.

Volume 1: Chapter 27: Guiding Angels

"Let me make this clear first. You have to help me take this prop down later."

Doraemon gave instructions to Kiya beside him, then put the thing that looked like a rag doll or a ventriloquist puppet on his hand, and the next moment the original rag doll suddenly became active.

"Okay, Guiding Angel." Doraemon said reluctantly, "Please take us away safely."

The little angel doll immediately opened its arms and spoke in a childish voice:

"No problem, but you must listen to me carefully. After all, I am doing this for your own good."

"Okay, okay, I'll be obedient."

Doraemon replied.

The biggest drawback of the Guiding Angel, besides not being able to take it off on its own initiative, is that it will keep repeating lines like "It's for your own good," just like some overly controlling parents.

"Then," the guiding angel said, raising his arm, "move five steps to the right... If the girl over there moves too far, immediately step back half a step."

Kiya quickly moved half a step to the left with an obedient look on her face.

She didn't know why she did this, but she believed in Doraemon.

Moreover, the Atreides Bridge mentioned some things like "If one is foolish and has no doubts, the Emperor will bless him" and "The highest virtue is to appear foolish". With her cultural level, it is actually difficult to understand what this means, but she thinks it is probably saying something like "The Emperor blesses the little fool".

So profound, so hard to understand~

Although I don’t know why this is happening, there must be a deeper meaning behind what the Emperor said.

In fact, because of her piety, Daqiao had taken time out in the evening to talk about the Emperor's thoughts and feelings when he said these words and his reading comprehension. But unfortunately, Kiya did not have enough time at that time to listen to Daqiao's in-depth analysis of the profound meaning of each word in the Holy Word.

So Kya gave up thinking and stood there motionless. Just as she stood there, the passage above her head exploded, and rubble fell down, landing just beside the two of them.

"Now, move to the right at full speed!" said the guiding angel, waving his little hand.

"Okay, let's hurry up-ah!"

Before Doraemon could finish his words, Kiya grabbed his hand and started running wildly. Behind him, hundreds of mechanized servants jumped down from the gap blown open above the passage and began a frantic hunt like hounds.

Doraemon noticed that the modifications on these mechanical servants were not exactly the same. Some of them were implanted with long-range attack weapons. The metal was roughly inserted between the flesh, and then began to aim and charge.

"Now take one step to the left, three steps to the right, lower your head, lift Doraemon up, roll around, and then turn left."

As if realizing that Doraemon was just a pendant, the Guiding Angel began to skip over it and directly command Kiya.

And Kiya, a straightforward and honest child, completely obeyed the orders of the guiding angel.

To the left, plasma brushed her cheek as she sank into the other end of the corridor. To the right, she took several steps to dodge the various artillery fire, her calmness as if she was strolling in the garden, revealing her capable elegance. Then she lowered her head, dodged the power clamp in the hands of a heavy cavalry-type mecha servant whose lower body had been modified into tracks, rolled into the passage beside her while holding Doraemon, and continued to run.

"This prop is amazing, Doraemon-sama!" Kiya couldn't help but admire it. "Can you lend it to me if I need it in the future?"

"If you like it, I can give it to you." Doraemon put his hands into his pockets. When he took them out, the guiding angel's hands had already taken out something that looked like a vacuum cleaner. "Air Brick Maker!"

By doing this, the air can be turned from gas to solid.

"Look at me!"

Doraemon pressed the switch, and suddenly several square air bricks appeared in the air. They had the same properties as the air, the only difference was that they were solid.

The air bricks had just been produced not long ago when the heavy cavalry mecha servant that had just rushed past due to its high speed launched another charge and then slammed into the air bricks that were invisible to the naked eye. The huge body wrapped in metal immediately rolled to one side and then slammed into the wall.

"Keep going. Go down the first passage ahead and follow the stairs down." The guiding angel said, "Be good and obedient. I'm doing this for your own good."

"Wait, stairs?" Doraemon was working hard to create air bricks, and immediately found something wrong. "Wait a minute, Kya——"

Before she could finish her words, Kiya had already started running down the stairs, and Doraemon's body started to slam against the stairs one after another.

In fact, Doraemon usually has an anti-gravity field on his body. Even if he seems to be standing on the ground, he is still one millimeter away from the ground. Some stains that seem to fall on his body are the same, so they can be easily washed off. Therefore, being dragged is actually nothing for Doraemon, because it does not rub his skin anyway.

But the bumps on the stairs are different!

What’s even more infuriating is that the guiding angel is still adding fuel to the fire:

"You can't stop, because I'm doing this for your own good!"

"Mr. Doraemon?" Fortunately, Kiya still knew the priorities and immediately ignored the words of the guiding angel and stopped.

"Don't stop, don't stop." The guiding angel slapped Kiya's body with two small hands in dissatisfaction. "I told you it's for your own good!"

So Kiya ignored this mild harassment.

"I, I'm fine." Doraemon rubbed his head, stood up, and turned around. He saw a series of collisions coming from behind them. It was obvious that those hideous Servants were blocked by the air bricks one by one. "But we still have to keep running."

Before he could finish his words, several metal chain saws suddenly pierced the wall on one side. They spun frantically and tore down the wall in an instant. A being covered in a red robe walked out from behind the wall. A dense hive of mechanical limbs like snakes kept wriggling under the red robe. A divination skull used for analyzing the battlefield environment floated quietly beside it.

"Stay behind me, my lord." Kiya said nervously. Even by intuition, she could sense the danger of the existence in front of her.

"Wait a minute." Doraemon seemed to have thought of something and took out a bottle of potion and handed it to Kiya. "Drink this and then shout something."

——Sound solidifying potion, a tool that can turn sound into a solid entity and eject it from the throat.

Volume 1: Chapter 28: Gulliver's Tunnel

For the Emperor!!!

Huge characters shot up from the palace of the top nest and shot into the sky like a meteorite flying backwards.

Sikos was working hard on the calculations, and the higher-level mechanical priest beside her was also doing the calculations. She could feel that the Thinker in her body had begun to overload, and the resentment of the machine soul turned into substantial high temperature that burned the few remaining flesh.

But she did not stop, but continued to immerse herself in crazy calculations. A large number of soap bubbles gathered around her, and a more advanced mechanical priest was performing the same calculations beside her. Si Kesi could hear the other party's prayers.

"God of the Machines, watch over our journey and protect us with metal and light."

Si Ke Si could understand the other party's loss of composure because she was in the same situation.

The physical laws of the universe are the will of Ohm's Messiah, and therefore cannot be changed or desecrated. They can only explore the wisdom of the God of All Things from them and reproduce those structures that already exist... as it should be.

But now, the fundamental laws of the universe were being rewritten, right before her eyes.

That iron man... no, that [thing], its power and authority have already exceeded the limits of his understanding.

No psychic response was observed, and Sikos once again confirmed her conclusion, which made her suspect that there was a malfunction in the instrument on her body. Frankly speaking, she hoped that was the case, but the facts seemed to be mocking her ignorance.

After commanding the machine spirit through words, the individual also demonstrated the ability to rewrite the laws of physics.

The gas is changed into solid without any change in its properties. The solid air is fixed in mid-air without any external interference.

The sound that should have been a wave was changed into a solid. Based on the information sent by the priest who was knocked away, he had analyzed some of the properties of the so-called sound particles, and those particles were as ethereal as the sound itself.

That blue being was unexpectedly kind.

"We have to catch it."

When Si Ke Si heard the pastor beside her say this, she nodded obediently.

That's right, we have to catch it and figure out how it does all this.

Oh, O Messiah.

She recited the eulogy in her heart, and irrepressible enthusiasm and thirst for knowledge began to surge in her heart. The believers of Om Messiah were devout learners, and she was no exception.

and……

"Living organisms." Sikos mustered up the courage to suggest to the senior priest beside her, "It seems the other party can't directly interfere with living organisms."

The other party did not use the ability to rewrite the machine soul on the machine servants and priests, but chose other means. Perhaps this is some kind of limitation of the other party.

“It’s worth a try.”

The other party gave an indifferent reply. He looked at the various sounds and words that continued to rise from the palace, then left without saying a word with the Axe of Ohm Messiah. Sikos followed closely behind with a large cloud of soap bubbles.

"For the Emperor!"

Kiya shouted happily, picked up Doraemon in her arms and started running wildly.

"Amazing!" Kiya cheered. "Doraemon-sama, is this what I'm calling... a narrative battle?"

Kya remembered that Roy once mentioned that the so-called narrative warfare was to use words as weapons... Wait, so they had already used this potion?

"That's not it!"

As she spoke, Kya used her mouth cannon to blast away several servo skulls equipped with various weapons, but at this moment, several figures in bright red robes blocked the way ahead.

"Are they here again?" Kiya turned her head slightly without leaving any trace, and indeed caught a glimpse of another group of red-robed people behind her in her peripheral vision.

Double-sided surround?

Kiya took a deep breath eagerly.

"Wait a moment!" the guiding angel suddenly shouted. "Turn left and go into the nearest room."

"Ahem." Kiya swallowed the words that were about to come out of her mouth, and turned around and ran without caring why. It was rather easy for her to just obey orders without thinking.

"Wait, isn't that a dead end?" Doraemon exclaimed.

The guiding angel leaned close to Doraemon's ear and whispered in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "Gulliver's Tunnel."

"I see!" Doraemon's eyes suddenly lit up, and he followed Kiya into the room.

"Is that the servants' quarters?"

Several priests quickly completed a silent communication, and some low-level priests were asked to go in as advance guards.

——Sikos is one of them.

Ahhhhh——

Sikos could feel her flesh and blood madly releasing adrenaline, causing her heart to race. She tried hard to suppress her cowardly emotions, but in the end, she could only move towards the dark portal like a frightened cub.

The two machine spirits behind her that thought they were bubble guns were cheering, and the bubbles surrounded her and moved forward with her.

So scary, so scary, so scary...