Doraemon for an imperfect world

Doraemon couldn't help sneezing as he said this. "Ahem—then the severe cold of the Ice Age led to their extinction."

As they were talking, the ground beneath their feet suddenly shook violently. Several people hurriedly got out of the lifeboat and saw several creatures over 40 meters tall walking towards them on all fours. Every time their thick limbs hit the ground, the dust on the surface trembled slightly.

Pisces narrowed her eyes slightly. Forty-meter creatures were not considered big to her, but if they suddenly attacked, she could use her telekinesis to force them to the ground.

But just as she was thinking this, several huge creatures in front of her suddenly lay on the ground, then slowly raised their specialized lips that looked like elephant trunks, and slammed down on the ground with an inexplicable cry. If Doraemon had not been holding on to the space lifeboat with his hands, the huge vibration would have almost made him fall to the ground.

At first it was a little confused, but Doraemon immediately realized that the other party's voice was very rhythmic, and the book in his hand described them as "the smartest of all the descendants of humans of the same period (excluding the Starry Sky Guests), a gentle species with primitive farming technology and language and culture", so he immediately realized that they were singing.

"Has the effect of the previous translation of konjac worn off?"

Doraemon said this, and took out three more pieces for the two people beside him to share. As they swallowed the konjac, the singing of the giant creature suddenly became another sound in their ears:

"People of the Starry Sky, traveling through the worlds~"

"Great wisdom, tiny body~"

"When faced with a powerful enemy, my body is broken and my spirit is scattered~"

"Those who have not returned will eventually return~"

"Return, return, as promised, return to the old hometown~"

These songs are simple and sluggish, and do not sound to have any special rhythm, but they carry a sense of power unique to the barbaric era.

Kurilnai was confused for a moment, then he immediately realized that these giants were staring at Pisces beside him, and it was obvious that they mistook this celestial being from a parallel world for an ancient star. In fact, the worship of stars was not uncommon in the Second Empire. Many writers or artists liked to use the image of stars as the finishing touch in their works, and these Titans were obviously no exception.

"They seem to want to talk to you."

Doraemon looked at Pisces "Why don't you go over and try?"

"Okay."

Pisces nodded slightly, then stepped forward, his crimson eyes fixed on the towering giants. "What do you mean by 'arriving as promised'?"

As soon as these words were spoken, several tall giants were stunned where they stood. They were chanting hymns passed down by word of mouth in the tribe, waiting for the legendary people from the starry sky to come and lead them out of the sea of ​​suffering. Although they didn't know where the legend came from, many tribes believed it without a doubt - after all, the cold had reached the point where food was in short supply. At this critical juncture of life and death, believing in a savior from outer space was the only way for everyone to feel at ease - just before, they suddenly saw Pisces kneeling on the ground in excitement and starting to sing.

But now this situation...

This Star Sky Citizen seems to be completely unaware of this agreement?

They first looked up at the sky, then looked at the little men. The characteristics of "coming from the sky" and "small in size" clearly matched, so why didn't they see it?

"A promise made under the starry sky."

The Titans asked in confusion, "You clearly returned as promised. Why didn't you know the agreement? Shouldn't you let us return to our Xingtian forms and then return home?"

"It is said that the ancestors of the Titans were the ones who stayed behind to stop the enemy in order to protect the ancestors of the Starry Sky Guest's escape."

Kurilnai whispered, "Perhaps the original Starry Sky Guest promised something."

He didn't know what the agreement the other party was talking about. Maybe it was a promise made by the refugees who had traveled far away, or maybe it was a blessing, or maybe it didn't exist at all. But no matter what, these seemingly primitive creatures had been passing on these ancient legends for many years. Even after years of changes, they still remembered the figure of their ancestors who embodied the essence of the universe and were the most intelligent of all creatures.

"Well, don't worry, I will turn you back into star forms."

Doraemon nodded and said, "But before that, can you take us to find the others?"

"Others... no problem."

One of the giants shook his head slightly. "With the arrival of severe cold, many tribes have disappeared. We are the last..."

After saying this, his tone was a little sad.

In their legends, their ancestors were once gods who could soar among the stars, but were fallen from the sky by evil creatures in the darkness that the stars could not illuminate and became mortals. Because mortal bodies could not bear too much wisdom, they became so huge.

Their huge size means they consume more food, so when the cold wave comes, the survival of the entire species is threatened. They have to go out to find every piece of food they can, and everyone in the tribe helps each other wholeheartedly in order to survive in the cold wind for as long as possible. But even so, the tribes that were originally located in various fertile places gradually dimmed and fell like stars, and in the end only their tribe remained alive.

"I understand."

Doraemon nodded and said, "Can you take us to your tribe? I promise I will change everyone back to their original appearance."

"Good~"

Without any hesitation, the Titans agreed to Doraemon's request, because their minds were not as intelligent as those of real aliens, so they didn't even have the concept of doubt and deception.

For them, although they have self-awareness, they are like confused children and cannot understand concepts such as "what if" and "what will happen if this or that happens". Although they are the most intelligent descendants of humans of the same period, they have not yet completely broken free from the shackles of QU.

420

Chapter 420 Relief.

The gathering place of the Titans is in a canyon. The ground is frozen but there are obvious signs of having been turned over. It is obvious that these gentle giants have tried more than once to continue farming on this land, but in the end all ended in failure.

Following several Titans to their gathering place, after the leading Titan knocked heavily on the ground a few times, the Titans who sensed the infrasound waves coming from the ground in the caves dug in the surrounding rocks came out of the caves with excited expressions, gathered together quickly, and then looked at Doraemon and others who flew back with their kind on the bamboo dragonfly - mainly Pisces, and all sang excitedly.

"The people of Star Sky are the legendary people of Star Sky!"

A Titan wearing a grass crown and obviously taller than the others walked forward excitedly and lay on the ground. "You are finally here! I knew it! I knew I would wait for you to return as promised!"

Kurilnai poked the bamboo dragonfly above his head with his tentacles, and looked blankly at the extremely tall giant in front of him. In normal history, no one would save them according to the so-called agreement, but now history has been revised.

He originally thought that the Mechanical Apostles and the Star Guests were already amazing. After all, they had almost complete control over the "present" and "future" they were in through their own wisdom, but he never expected that a civilization could develop to the extent of changing the "past".

Can history that has already happened be changed?

"Well, how many of you are there? Are you all here?"

Doraemon did not deny the agreement the other party mentioned. After all, there was nothing wrong in getting them to cooperate.

"No, some of the tribe are out hunting."

The clan leader quickly shook his head and said, "We'll call them back right away."

Just when Doraemon was wondering how this giant creature was going to call his people back, the chief suddenly raised his specialized lips high up, and then slammed them on the ground. The super muscle tissue that was enough to support a body over 40 meters in height exerted such force in an instant that even many stones on the ground bounced up. Then the other Titans also followed suit and slapped the ground in tacit understanding.

"This is……"

Doraemon couldn't help but look at the scene in a daze.

"Infrasound."

Pisces approached Doraemon and whispered, "It's the same principle as when elephants stomp the ground with their feet. It's said that elephants can communicate with their kind dozens of kilometers away in this way."

It didn't take long before we saw dozens of giants walking on all fours in the distance running towards this side as fast as they could, but perhaps because their bodies were too huge, it was inconvenient for nerve transmission and they could only move step by step.

"Now everyone is here."

The Titan Chief said very straightforwardly.

"Then... the forward and backward ray gun!"

This gun can be used to make a species evolve or degenerate at will. During the Randan War, Yan used this prop to forcibly transform tens of millions of pure-blooded gene stealers on the battlefield. Therefore, it is not difficult to transform these distorted descendants of humans into humans again.

"Through this, you can also become a Pisces body."

Doraemon said.

"Yeah, that's it."

Pisces put his hands on his hips and nodded in response.

"Good good."

The Titan Chief nodded vigorously, looking impatient.

He really wanted to become an alien. Although he didn't know what that meant, according to the legends passed down by his ancestors, becoming an alien would give him the great wisdom to understand and transform everything. He would not be hungry if he only had to eat a little food the size of a fingernail, and he could also travel through the sea of ​​stars again.

In fact, he had no feelings at all about wisdom and traveling in the sea of ​​stars, but he really wanted to eat a little bit without feeling hungry.

Seeing that the other party was fine, Doraemon adjusted the advancement and regression ray gun to the degeneration state, and immediately shone it at these tall creatures. Under the light of the props in his hand, the bodies of these huge creatures suddenly began to twist and deform, and then turned into naked human figures on the ground.

The patriarch only felt that the shapes around him were constantly expanding, and then his mind suddenly became clear as if he had woken up from a dream, and then he couldn't help but shiver.

——Originally, he could rely on his thick fat to resist the cold wind, but now that he has turned back into human form and is not wearing anything, he immediately got goose bumps all over his body because of the cold.

Doraemon looked at the naked people and felt a little embarrassed at first, but thinking about the current situation, he decided to find a place for them to shelter from the cold.

"A three-dimensional landscape model for breeding—"

Doraemon said as he landed on the ground, took out a disc-like object and began to adjust it.

This prop can freely modify its internal shape and adjust its size by itself, and it can even last for hundreds of millions of years without any problems.

"And this—Gref Tunnel!"

Doraemon first adjusted the terrain of an open U-shaped basin, then placed the Gref Tunnel in front of the model and waved to the humans who had just transformed from Titans, saying, "Everyone, come quickly. You won't feel cold after walking through this tunnel."

Although they didn't know what this meant, because they had just turned back into humans and it was so cold, these creatures, who were still children in mind, immediately couldn't wait to get into the Gref Tunnel, and then one by one got into the three-dimensional landscape model for breeding.

Chief Taita didn't understand what was happening yet, and he ran through the Gref Tunnel in a panic. When he came out, he saw a white land right in front of him. He subconsciously took a step forward, and the biting cold wind disappeared in an instant. When he raised his head, he saw that the three originally small Star Sky People and the other two unknown creatures had become extremely huge. The blue one fumbled in the pocket of its abdomen, then took an unknown object and pressed it to the ground.

He subconsciously stretched out his hands to block his eyes, but the huge thing did not fall on him, but fell in the center of a piece of white sand, emitting a sweet scent that he had never smelled before.

"Before returning to the God's Carpet, you can eat this Dorayaki to fill your stomach."

Doraemon said, looking around again, first poking a small hole in the three-dimensional landscape model for breeding, then walked to the small stream nearby, scooped a cup of water with a cup and poured it in. "Then you can drink this. Please stay here for a while."

421

Chapter 421: Listen to Dora.

After resolving the Titan issue, Doraemon immediately returned to the large library of the Isildur Cluster. At this time, many mini-Doras were also carrying bamboo dragonflies, trying hard to stuff a book that was too big for them back onto the bookshelf, and then they took out a sticky note from their pocket and stuck it on the bookshelf to indicate that this species had been contained, so as to prevent other Doraemon from making a wasted trip.

"thanks everyone."

While greeting, Doraemon put the book about the history of the Titans back into the bookshelf, then put a label on it like Mini Dora did, and took out another book to read.

This book records a species called "Mourning Antelope", which was transformed into a living music player that walks on four legs. It has an indescribably beautiful singing voice and an almost sound mind. However, after QU left, their pitiful bodies had no competitive advantage in the wild. So, in the midst of the sad and melodious singing, this descendant of mankind who once sang the sad and beautiful ballads of despair and loss on the barren land eventually degenerated their brains, which they were once proud of but consumed too much, in order to survive.

"what a pity."

Pisces lay on Doraemon's shoulder, and then looked at the book in its hand and couldn't help sighing.

They were clearly the healthiest descendants and the most promising offspring of humans, but they eventually evolved into wild animals.

It is such a desperate thing to be able to possess noble wisdom but be confined to an animal body with serious defects, and to witness one's own people irreversibly heading towards the abyss of bestiality.

"No, in fact they are the most hopeless species."

Kurilnai said, "Precisely because they possess intelligence, QU will certainly impose more restrictions on them to ensure they cannot re-evolve into civilization after I leave."

Doraemon was stunned for a moment when he heard this, but then he had to admit that Kurilnai was right.

In the huge library before them, the ones who had no intelligence originally evolved intelligence, while some who seemed to have great potential were all subject to various restrictions, so that all of them, except for the Israelites, eventually became extinct.

In this distorted world, possessing wisdom has become a curse and torture. In this way, the evil species from the stars have been torturing those creatures that dared to resist them and every one of their descendants for tens of millions of years. These descendants of humans are constantly suffering unimaginable pain both physically and psychologically.

Ahhhh, I'm so angry, so angry, so angry!

After taking the book, Doraemon immediately took out the Time Belt and pulled Pisces and Kurilna to the destination again.

As soon as they landed, they heard singing coming from not far away.

The singing was so sad and eerie, echoing in the empty valley, and it was mournful and long-lasting. Just listening to it made it seem as if all the suffering, misfortune, and tragedy in the world were merged into the singer's tragic fate since birth, and then poured out to the wind along with this sad and beautiful song.

Their bodies have been castrated in various ways. Apart from the developed vocal cords and lungs needed for singing, the tear glands, which are useless organs, have long been deleted from their genes to reduce consumption. Therefore, even if they want to cry, they have no way to do so and can only vent their inner emotions through this kind of wailing.

Only sad songs echoed on this planet, because these creatures could only feel pain and despair:

"No one has ever experienced, no one has ever understood, no one has ever felt my joy and sorrow; I have been wantonly trampled upon, all my dignity discarded; people passed by, laughed, scolded, without even a word of apology..."

On the barren grassland, a mourning gazelle was sadly singing a song that had been passed down from generation to generation. He walked through the wilderness, witnessing his compatriots who had long been silent and only cared about eating grass, and confided his sorrow alone. His blind and foolish compatriots tried several times to try to reproduce with him, but he was rejected by her.

She didn't want to give birth to her own offspring anymore. The future should belong to her almost mindless compatriots. They had no self, so naturally they would no longer feel sadness and pain. But even so, she still hoped to find companions to sing with her. As a creature with some remaining intelligence, she wanted to have companions to talk to.

But such companions are becoming fewer and fewer. She can't remember how long it was since she last met such companions. They exchanged songs inherited from their elders, and then chewed bitter grass roots together.

But in the end, that companion died. This was normal because they were not as strong and healthy as their stupid counterparts in terms of brain supply, and they developed more slowly. On such an endless grassland, wisdom brought nothing but torture.

If possible, I really want to find another person who can listen to my singing:

"Goodbye, my dearest friend, please do not mourn for me; if the wind comes in spring, please meet me; I still cling to this world - [Please rescue me]."

As the song ended, she lowered her head that was gazing at the starry sky again, and humbly gnawed on the bitter grass roots - the tender grass stems had already been gnawed by her careless fellows, and she had no advantage in competing with them.

But at this moment, she suddenly heard an exclamatory voice coming from the sky:

"Found it, here."

She was stunned for a moment, then raised her head blankly, and saw a girl with red eyes falling from the sky in a manner similar to free fall, landing in front of her. Dust suddenly rose up, but was pressed back to the ground by some invisible force at the moment when it was about to cover the girl.

This is……

She was stunned for a moment, then immediately recalled that she knew this creature. When she was a child, her mother once took her to a "holy place" where there was a black stone with a creature painted on it by simply knocking on it. Her mother said that because their knees could not bend, the pattern was made bit by bit by generations of people holding other stones with their teeth and knocking them out. She knew that her biting ability and neck muscle strength were actually very poor, so such a simple task would take several generations to complete.