Doraemon for an imperfect world

Neos smiled and said, "You know, I will definitely give my all in things like this."

"Of course I know."

Doraemon nodded and said, "Don't worry, if I can't solve it myself, I will ask you for help."

"That's good."

Neos stretched, then stood up and said with a smile, "I believe you will be able to make the best choice, just like you did in our world, so please continue to do what you think is right."

"Well, I will."

After Neos returned to the meeting to show her appreciation for the guests from another world, several pairs of red eyes lit up in the bushes. They tiptoed behind Doraemon and pounced on him.

"Doraemon——"

Doraemon was startled, then realized that it was Tina and several other children who appeared behind him. "It's you! You scared me."

"It's a surprise~"

Tina hugged Doraemon, squinting her eyes as if she had just woken up and said, "I heard everything. If you need help, don't go to them for help, okay?"

"Ugh?"

Doraemon blinked in confusion and asked "Why?"

"Because...well...we can do it too."

Bushicui mustered up the courage to say, "Although we are not as good as those constellation sisters, we have also learned teleportation and telekinesis, and we also want to help you."

"No, no, it's too dangerous."

Doraemon shook his head like a rattle. "The era I'm going to is where QU just left. It would be dangerous if you were caught."

As a civilization without metal machinery, where all technology is inherited through biotechnology, if QU discovered these children who could teleport, they would probably want to capture them and study them.

So you still have to go there in person, and bring a few constellations with you at most. After all, they have S2 mechanisms in their bodies after the symbiosis with the apostles. In addition, Aquarius brought many dangerous specialties to help other sisters evolve, so at least they still have the ability to protect themselves.

However, since the children want to help, it doesn't seem like a good idea to discourage their enthusiasm.

We have to find something for them to do.

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Chapter 416: Satyr’s little thoughts.

As the former cursed children, although they look only about ten years old, in fact, due to their past experiences, each of them is mentally quite mature. For example, the children taken in by Mr. Matsuzaki were often sexually assaulted and harassed by pedophiles, but because those children had physical strength far beyond that of ordinary people and they were gathered together, they were never succeeded.

If they were to help deal with the criminal network that spread from Satyr...

Thinking of this, Doraemon couldn't help but feel a little hesitant. To be honest, these things had nothing to do with him. After all, the culprit was still being punished by Yama in hell. With the consequences of his actions, he couldn't get out of the situation in a short time even if the speed of time in the hell box was different from that in the real world. As for Seraphim and his criminal gang, although they had not been dealt with for the time being, it was impossible to let them go. However, even so, the mess they left behind was still poisoning hundreds of worlds.

but……

Doraemon pondered for a moment and finally gave up the idea. No matter how mature they were, they were still just children. Children should spend their childhood well instead of participating in the darkest side of society.

At most, I can find a way to go to Xingtianke to ask a few teachers to come back.

In the past, the teachers in the children's classes were summoned by special lanterns. Although each of them was a famous figure in history, it was somewhat unprofessional for them to teach primary school students. As for the Human Empire, Doraemon was mainly used to prevent the children from being led astray. In comparison, Xing Tianke was just right.

"correct."

Doraemon asked, "Is there anything special happening on Sky Island recently?"

"Something special?"

Tina squinted her eyes and lay on Doraemon's round head. After a while, she said slowly, "Well, those dimensional wormholes seem to be getting bigger, and they seem to be connected to other worlds."

"Is that so?"

Doraemon asked in surprise, "Is it okay? Will the expansion of the wormhole be dangerous?"

"The sages of the Mechanicum say no."

Bushicui thought for a moment, lowered her head, looked at the scenery below her feet, and whispered, "They said this is yours..."

"Okay, I know. No need to tell you."

Doraemon covered his face. He probably guessed that the Mechanicus would definitely classify the expansion of the wormhole as a gift from the Ohm Messiah or something like that. It was really too embarrassing, so he decided to skip it.

"Then there will be none."

Bushicui shook her head and said, "Sky Island has always been peaceful."

It was almost evening when the visiting Starry Sky guests reluctantly walked out of the venue. After exchanging some technologies as a token of friendship, Neos also specifically proposed that if QU ever returned to their galaxy again, she would be willing to form an alliance to fight the enemy together. This moved them and made them have an extremely beautiful fantasy about another empire.

Well, even Neos would feel a little angry after learning about the suffering that the human species has endured after its body shape was distorted.

When they returned to the research ship, Pisces also came on board very naturally, as if they wanted to go to another world with Doraemon.

"Ok?"

As soon as he saw Pisces, Doraemon realized something was wrong "Where's the fragment of the God next to you?"

"Oh, that one."

Pisces explained, "For Trazyn."

"why?"

"Because that thing is a hot potato to me."

Pisces also explained somewhat helplessly, "Amnesty gave it to us to prevent someone from suddenly wanting to collect the fragments to revive Amaterasu, but it's too dangerous and I can't just leave it around, so it's better to just give it away."

Anyway, the purpose of amnesty is just to prevent these fragments from being reunited, so it doesn’t matter who has them. It would be a better choice to throw them into another world.

"Will Trazyn accept that?"

Doraemon asked again.

"Well, according to him, if it were just the fragments of the gods, it would just be a novelty, but if you add the story of the Amnesty Organization, it would become a substantial enough collectible."

Pisces blinked and explained in a good-natured manner, "He seemed quite happy."

Well, since both parties are willing, there is nothing more to say.

Back at the Starry Sky Ark, the envoys and the research team went back to report the progress of the negotiations to the higher-level council, while Doraemon brought Kurilnai and Pisces, and took the medicine that Starry Sky had promised could solve the congenital problems of the Satyr species, and returned to this planet where the air was filled with fragrance.

At this time, the Luna Palace - the administrative agency of the Great Chief - was carrying out its routine asceticism: the monthly flogging session. In fact, the revolution and autobiography of their planet were not suitable for this calendar, but the Satyrs did not have their own calendar, so they could only slightly modify the common calendar of the Second Empire and regard it as their own.

This kind of makeshift phenomenon is common in their civilization. Even the laws directly use the general law of the Second Empire. Before that, they have always been based on customary law, which means that right and wrong are entirely decided by the words of the local chief.

She knelt on the ground, her long tail wrapped around her legs and under her body. Behind her, Selene was holding a thorn in her hand nervously, looking at the wound on her captain's back that had just healed, and her breathing couldn't help but become heavier.

Really, is it really possible?

Leaving marks on each other like this... calm down, calm down.

"Um, Captain Luna."

Selene tried to control her emotions and whispered, "I'm going to start."

"Well, please."

Luna closed her eyes and couldn't help but think of the previous scene as she spoke. There was no doubt that the round creature came from another advanced civilization, or even an advanced civilization of the same level as Xing Tianke.

Civilization, civilization.

Just as Luna was sighing, someone suddenly knocked on the door of the meditation room.

"Captain, someone wants to see you. Is it the round creature from earlier, Israel, and a... starman?"

What? Aliens?

Luna's eyes widened immediately, and she quickly stood up, put on her clothes and ran out.

At this time, Doraemon and others had been brought into the reception room and were received by the chief himself.

"Nice to meet you. I am the chieftain of the Satyr race."

The chief was a very quiet-looking Satyr. He was obviously much younger than Seraphim, and even seemed to be in the early stages of adulthood. He was wearing a pair of triangular glasses that were specially adjusted to fit the Satyr's dinosaur-like body. While pouring tea, he looked at Pisces sitting next to Doraemon in amazement.

It’s not that he has any improper thoughts about Pisces, but in this era when the ancient aliens have long ceased to exist, a creature that is exactly the same as the legendary alien suddenly appears, and he is somewhat concerned.

Are they the descendants of another alien race, or are they ancient creatures revived by the Star Visitors?

"Please try it."

The chief said, "This tea is the product of Shui Yin's genetic adaptation. The tea set is a product that the snake people recreated based on the remains of the aliens. And this table, do you see it?"

The chief smiled and looked at Kurilnai. "This is the pattern carved by the Ishtar cluster."

“We’ve never sold wooden furniture like this.”

Kurilnai hesitated for a moment, then shook his head and said, "You probably received a fake."

Upon hearing this, the chief glanced at the pattern on the table with some regret, but then he continued with a calm smile without getting angry. "It doesn't matter. As long as it's confirmed to be from another civilization, it's fine. For us, as long as it comes from outside the planet, it's good."

"We're not here for tea."

Doraemon looked at the male creature in front of him with his eyes wide open. "Where's Seraphim?"

"According to the agreement, it has been handed over to other civilizations in the Second Empire for trial."

The chieftain calmly sipped his tea and said, seemingly unconcerned, "I have expelled him from the Satyr race on my own behalf. From now on, whether he lives or dies has nothing to do with this civilization."

"What about criminal networks spanning hundreds of planets?"

"I know nothing about that."

The chief continued to drink his tea without changing his expression. "That was all his own will. Naturally, he alone must bear the consequences."

"That's not what he said at the beginning."

Kurilnai looked at the chief and asked, "He said you knew it a long time ago."

"My brother is the leader of a vicious criminal organization. Isn't it normal for such a person to want to frame others before being executed?"

The chief continued to drink his tea calmly. "I know that some of you have extraordinary origins, and may even be related to those high-ranking Starry Sky Guests. If that's the case, why do you have to pick a fight with a low-level indigenous civilization like us?"

This guy……

What a nasty feeling.

He has clearly done that kind of thing, but he is still trying to shirk responsibility.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm not here to call you to task."

Doraemon turned his head away with some dissatisfaction, then pulled out two square metal boxes from his pocket. Well, because of the lack of gravity, Star Sky Guest preferred square boxes to the rectangular suitcases used by surface civilizations. After all, they could hold more things. He said, "This is a potion that Star Sky Guest tailored for you Satyrs. It can fundamentally change the dopamine secretion problem in your entire race's brain."

The chief's hand holding the teacup trembled suddenly, and then he suddenly raised his head and looked at Doraemon.

“There’s a price to pay!”

Doraemon said seriously, "You must deal with all the criminal issues related to Seraphim."

"all?"

The chief emphasized these two words, but his eyes could not help but stare at the box, unwilling to move away. After a long while, he finally smiled bitterly and said, "...Okay, I understand what you mean."

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Chapter 417: The Great Library.

The chief had no doubt that the other party might be deceiving him, because the technical level displayed by the other party had long surpassed his understanding of most civilizations in the Second Empire. What's more, there was an alien who theoretically no longer existed beside it.

For such creatures to exist, either the other party has been able to re-edit organisms at the genetic level, or this group of alien descendants has also continued for 50 million years without any changes. In either case, it would be extremely easy to solve their innate problems.

As for the price...

Well, that's really not a price.

The chief lowered his head, gently rubbing the teacup with his paws, staring at his reflection in the tea. After a long while, he gritted his teeth and agreed, "No problem. If this really works, I promise you that all those involved will be brought to justice."

After a pause, he seemed to muster up great courage, and after gritting his teeth and struggling for a long time, he said, "Including me."

Seeing his "I'd rather die for civilization" attitude, Doraemon actually felt a little better about him - but this did not prevent it from wanting this person to receive a fair trial. After all, no matter what its attitude towards him was, he could not escape the responsibility of poisoning hundreds of planets.

"Would anyone else agree to this?"

Doraemon crossed his arms and asked, "Although the high secretion of dopamine has affected the development of your civilization, there must still be many people who are willing to indulge in it, right?"

"That's not important. Satyrs don't really believe in the concept of democracy."

The chief said firmly, "I am the chief who governs all the chiefs, so I am qualified to make decisions for them!"