Doraemon for an imperfect world

"Alright, alright." Fat Tiger said energetically, "Let's go and show them my shooting skills!"

At this time, in front of the shooting stall, two men who were so tall and strong that it was almost unbelievable that people around them couldn't help but whisper about them were standing in front of the stall.

Louis Dante held a gun in his hand. Ever since the victory of the war and the Primarch and the Emperor walked among them again, his genetic father Sanguinius had given them a special vacation so that they would not have to work hard in busy affairs. But even so, thousands of years of war had made him forget how to relax - for a long time, this word was associated with death in his mind.

Of course, he is not without companions.

Dante looked subtly at the man beside him, who looked almost exactly like him, but with a depressed look on his face, as if his whole body had turned gray and could be blown away by the wind at any time.

He himself in another world was also given a long vacation by Sanguinius in another world.

"Ahem." Dante, in the upside-down world, pulled out a cup and spat out a mouthful of blood. He wiped the blood from his lips and said in a tone that made him feel sorry for being born a human. "I'm so sorry. The blood regeneration organs in our gene seed have mutated, causing abnormal blood regeneration. We must regularly spit out excess blood to stabilize our blood pressure."

"Yeah, I understand." Dante nodded calmly, then said nonchalantly, "A small, insignificant mutation is normal for us."

After saying that, he held the gun in one hand and fired a few bullets casually. His basic qualities as a Space Marine allowed him to easily hit the target every time.

After all, he didn't bring any money with him on this vacation. If he doesn't want to contact the battle group or reveal his identity when he goes out, even eating will probably become a problem.

But just as he was shooting easily, several children came to his side.

Dante didn't care. In his opinion, these were just ordinary tourists. Considering Ran Dan's current status, those who were able to come here were probably some traveling merchants or planetary governors, or descendants of some Terran nobles.

But their shooting skills are really bad.

The shooting skills of the three children in front were not even as good as those of ordinary people, which made Dante give up the guess that these people were descendants of aristocrats. After all, it was impossible for the children of aristocratic families to be only at this level.

Until the last child appeared.

"Hehe!" Nobita touched his nose confidently. At the moment he gripped the pistol tightly, a sense of confidence arose spontaneously.

What's more, Shizuka is nearby.

Nobita first glanced at Shizuka secretly and said, "There's really no other way. Since you all failed, leave the rest to me."

"Damn, this guy is so arrogant!" Fat Tiger couldn't help but grit his teeth.

But at this moment, Nobita raised his pistol nonchalantly.

boom! boom! boom!

"Full marks!" The owner of the shooting booth immediately rang his bell. "Not bad? Want to continue?"

"Of course." Nobita said bluntly, "Come on, will you?"

The accuracy of this shooting is even better than that of some soldiers of the Astra Militarum.

Dante couldn't help but nodded silently, then sat up straight and sat nearby, subconsciously starting to collect information about the other party, thinking about the layout of the building, and simulating the war with their respective enemies in his mind - this was not deliberate, but an instinct that had long been engraved in his body, and it was his job as the Angel of Death.

"Full marks!"

“Another perfect score!”

"Still, still full marks!"

?

Dante couldn't help but turn his head and looked at Nobita in surprise.

Isn't this kid's shooting talent a bit too outrageous?

He couldn't help but stand up, walk forward and take a closer look.

If the reaction ability and accuracy required for shooting are so strong, other physical qualities should not be bad either.

Well, and judging from her age, it’s the right time for transformation.

Soon, Nobita's score began to rise sharply and he quickly surpassed Dante.

"I'm so useless." Dante, who lived in an upside-down world, continued to feel depressed. "I was caught up by a little kid so easily..."

"Uh, brother." Dante couldn't help but ask, "Do you need help?"

"No, I'm not worth your trouble." The pale aura of Dante in the upside-down world became even stronger. "Don't worry about me, I'll be fine in a while. This pale curse has been passed down in our blood for tens of thousands of years. I know how to deal with it."

"Okay then." Dante said, picked up the gun again and started competing with Nobita.

Seeing the score between the two people starting to soar, the people around them suddenly gathered together spontaneously.

"Amazing."

"Could that man be the legendary angel?"

"Maybe it could be Ogryn?"

"Can Ogryn use a gun?"

"It is said that some Ogryn Homo sapiens blessed by the Emperor can do this."

"The Ogryn Homo sapiens' arms can't lift the gun."

Volume 3: Extra: Nobita and the Golden Throne ()

"The last round!"

The owner of the shooting stall stood a few hundred meters away, excitedly picking up a can in each of his hands. "Whoever can leave the most bullet holes in the cans before they hit the ground will win a prize of one thousand Throne Coins."

As he said that, the boss threw the two cans in his hands upwards. Amid the cheers of the spectators who were eager to watch the fun, the tall Dante and the relatively short Nobita started shooting at the same time.

"Come on, Nobita."

Doraemon swallowed nervously, and even Takeshi, Suneo, and Shizuka were all focused on their travel expenses.

bang, bang, bang...

Both sides fired seven bullets at the same time, which is the limit of the firearms.

"Well, it's time to reveal the results." The owner of the shooting stall walked over excitedly. "This contestant Dante has fourteen bullet holes in his target, while contestant Nobita... only two. It looks like our match has already concluded!"

"Hey!" Fat Tiger rushed forward and said, "Nobita, why did you only hit one bullet?"

"That's right." Xiaofu said unwillingly, "This is bad. If you don't have money, you can't do anything you want."

"It's okay." Shizuka couldn't help but comfort him, "Nobita, he has tried his best."

But at this moment, Dante squatted down:

"No." He looked at Nobita in disbelief, as if he was looking at a monster.

"You hit it." He couldn't help but admire it. "All seven bullets passed through the same part, so there are only two bullet holes left."

This is a truth that can only be seen with the superhuman reaction speed of the Space Marines, but the child in front of him did it with ease.

"Yeah, that's right." Nobita raised his head proudly.

"What?" The owner of the shooting stall was a little skeptical.

Seven bullets hit the same place from a distance of several hundred meters. This is something a child can do - and he was wearing glasses.

"It is absolutely true. Please give the prize to him." Dante said, "This child deserves the prize more than I do."

"Well... okay." Although he was skeptical, since his opponent had said so, the boss still handed Nobita twenty money boxes wrapped in a stack. Each box contained fifty coins wrapped in newspaper. "Here, this is a bonus."

"Thank you very much!" Nobita accepted the prize money in the shocked eyes of everyone, and immediately looked elated.

"Hehehe, it's no big deal." He pretended to be modest and distributed the bonus to the other four people one by one. "Let's go to the next place right away?"

"Wait a moment," Dante said suddenly. "Can you tell me your name?"

"My name is Nobita, Nobi Nobita." Nobita introduced himself.

"Nobi," Dante nodded. Each world in the Empire had its own unique culture, hence the different naming conventions. He wasn't surprised by this, but simply reminded, "This land was once the battlefield of the Final War. The Trinity performed miracles here, and even now, the ground still has a high level of radiation. If this is your first time here, it's best to get a physical exam at a nearby nunnery. The mechanical priests there will perform these tests for free."

"Physical examination?" Nobita was immediately a little reluctant. "Is this unnecessary?"

Not only Nobita, Doraemon also hates physical examinations. Occasionally, he was forcibly taken away by his sister in the 22nd century.

"Don't worry. The Mechanicus will provide free services to enforce their belief that machines are meant to improve people's lives," Dante explained, noting that they didn't have much money. "So it's best to go and take a look."

"Okay, I understand."

Nobita scratched his head and said reluctantly.

He looked at others for help.

Takeshi and Suneo immediately looked away, but Shizuka was a little hesitant.

"But what kind of method are physical examinations performed in this world?" she couldn't help but ask curiously.

"Right." Xiaofu seemed to have suddenly thought of something. "Blood drawing and the like must have been eliminated in this world a long time ago. Why don't we go and experience it?"

"Okay." Fat Tiger looked at Nobita. "In that case, Nobita, why don't you experience the physical examination of this world so that we can observe it?"

"why is it like this……"

Despite their strong dissatisfaction, driven by intense curiosity, everyone couldn't help but walk towards the monastery Dante mentioned. At this time, a geneticist, whose entire body was hidden under a blue cloak, with only crude-looking mechanical limbs extending from his robe, raised his head slightly:

"Question, are you here for a physical examination?"

"Ah, that's right, I'm here for a physical examination..." Nobita said with a wandering look, "I said I was here for a physical examination, but actually I just wanted to observe the physical examination process."

The mechanical priest silently lifted Nobita's arm, and before the latter could react, a mechanical tentacle pierced into Nobita's forearm and then quickly pulled out.

"Suggestion: Return here in half a Terra hour, and I will inform you of the results of the medical examination."

"It hurts." Nobita couldn't help but cover his arm. "Is this the procedure for a physical examination?"

"Answer: This is just a necessary step for genetic testing. The rest of the physical examination, such as the body's chemical composition, will be completed as soon as you approach." The mechanical priest calmly pulled a dorayaki from his pocket. "Suggestion: This is a blessed dorayaki produced in the Holy Foundry. May it soothe your pain."

"Thank you, thank you..."

Nobita covered his arm and took the Dorayaki with a very disappointed expression - this was completely different from the physical examination he had imagined.

As if sensing his distress, the Mechanical Priest added, "Suggestion: According to known information, the Great Giver of the White Legion is approaching Randan. He has salvaged a large number of gifts from the Eye of Courage and plans to give them to children free of charge. Several of you meet the definition of a child, so you can expect gifts to rain down from the sky."

"The Great Giver?" Suneo asked in confusion. "Is he a being similar to Santa Claus?"

The Mechanical Priest did not answer.

"Anyway, thank you very much."

After expressing their gratitude, the pupils left impatiently, leaving the priest standing there alone. Soon, the shadow cast by the huge figure of the Primaris Space Marine enveloped him.

"I'm sorry, sir," the priest replied calmly. "According to the test results, the target's genes share less than 40% of those of a normal human. Given the purity of their skull, they may be classified as a human subspecies. Whether this is legal still requires review by the Ministry of Justice."

"Subhuman?" Dante sighed with some disappointment.

I guess it came from another world.

The genetic gap is so huge that it seems that no modification is possible.

Volume 4: Extra: Nobita and the Golden Throne ()

"What?" Nobita said, holding his arm in dissatisfaction. "Why does a civilization with millions of planets still need to draw blood for a physical examination?"

"It seems that even in the future world, blood draws are essential." Suneo crossed his arms and said seriously, "But if it were me, I wouldn't be afraid at all."

"Yeah, yeah." Fat Tiger also put his arm around Suneo's shoulders and said proudly, "Only a coward like Nobita would be afraid of having blood drawn."

"You two." Shizuka stopped in front of Nobita. "It's really too much to say that about others."

Seeing Shizuka standing in front of Nobita, Suneo didn't say anything more. He rolled his eyes and suddenly pointed to the side and said, "Look, it's a museum!"

Following Suneo's direction, a huge skull-shaped building hundreds or even thousands of meters high stood not far away. The pale shape revealed a creepy uneasiness, but considering what Doraemon had mentioned to them before they came, that the skull is a symbol of holiness and purity in this world, these knowledgeable elementary school students still tried hard to suppress the uneasiness in their hearts.

"Yes, since we're here for tourism, a museum is a must, right?"

Arriving at the door of the museum, a sense of history suddenly hit him. As if he had discovered something, Xiaofu's eyes suddenly lit up. He came to a huge, broken mecha and couldn't help but sigh:

"So handsome!" Xiaofu couldn't help but exclaim.

"It's really cool, but it wouldn't be a good feeling for the person being put into this mecha."

Xiaofu looked to his side and saw a young girl appeared beside him at some point. She was wearing a blue dress and holding nine unknown books in her hands in front of her chest. Her long black hair reached her hips and her deep blue eyes seemed to reflect the brilliant Milky Way. She just stood there, but seemed out of tune with the whole world. Even passers-by naturally avoided her.

"The Redeemer Dreadnought, due to a design flaw, generates such intense heat during operation that it will directly sear the pilot's nervous system, inflicting an agony unspeakable by hell. Only the most determined warriors can ignore the physical pain and pilot this brutal mech through battle after battle, awaiting the Emperor's mercy and deliverance... Honestly, I sometimes feel its designers designed it to be a step up from the Hellbeast."

Good, what a beautiful girl.

Xiaofu looked away a little embarrassedly, "Haha, I see..."

"If you are interested, I can introduce them to you one by one." The girl said with a smile.

"Really? Thank you so much." Suneo scratched his head. "Well, I don't even know your name yet."