Doraemon for an imperfect world

Everyone held their breath, and then they saw the monster waving its irregular tentacles. In just a moment, the navy's fleet fell apart. The monster then seemed to ignore the insignificant artillery fire around it, and began to approach the land directly.

Finally, it began to land in the midst of everyone's desperate gaze. The electronic sandbox on the table immediately began to estimate the range of the damage with it as the center. In the end, a red circle enveloped most of Tokyo.

"Immediately ask for help from other countries!" Tendo Kikunosuke immediately ordered, "Forcefully assemble all police forces before reinforcements arrive. Never let that monster get close to the city!"

Killing a Stage 5 protogastric animal is not without precedent in history. Taurus and Virgo were killed by the world's first and second ranked Cursed Children respectively. Although this has made humans even more wary and cautious of those cursed children, if they can summon such fighting power, there will definitely be no problem. You have to know that the vast majority of the world's iron metal is produced in Japan, and other countries will know the principle of "lips and teeth are cold"!

"This……"

"what happened again?"

"Due to the continuous lightning strikes, airports around the world have temporarily suspended service. At sea, the gastrula have become unusually active due to the appearance of Scorpio..."

The voice became softer and softer, and the reporting officer did not continue speaking, but anyone could hear the despair in his words.

The thunderstorm created by their own malice had already surrounded them, and now they were isolated and helpless.

"There's still a chance, we definitely still have a chance." Tendo Kikunosuke gritted his teeth. Even if everyone else gave up, he would never give in. "Attacking the Children of the Curse will cause a lightning strike, right? I don't know the exact principle, but even if it's God's will, it doesn't matter. Gather the Children of the Curse and block that monster!"

Even if gods really exist in the world, he will never stop seeking revenge!

But at this moment, another report came in:

"Reporting, a small group of gastrulae are exhibiting unusual behavior near the [Heavenly Ladder]... They appear to be attempting to safely carry the Cursed Child away."

Volume 2: Black Bullet: Chapter 114: Momotaro Maruko

Not long ago.

"If possible, I really don't want to use this tool."

Doraemon opened the door and returned to the small villa that had been transformed with luxurious lights, then looked at the hell box in his hand with a sigh.

But if the other party is really innocent, then he shouldn't be sucked in.

"What's wrong?" Mr. Matsuzaki asked. "You don't seem very happy?"

"Well, it's nothing." Doraemon shook his head. "So, have all the children been transferred?"

"At least everyone in the outer areas should have been relocated. However, there was a child named Aihara Enju who chose to return to her companions." Mr. Matsuzaki smiled. "But don't worry, he's a very gentle and responsible young man."

"Is that so?" Doraemon nodded gently. "That's good. A very dangerous monster should be approaching here soon. It would be safer for you to go to the new world first, just in case."

"how about you?"

"As for me, I've already thought of the corresponding means." Doraemon said, and confidently took out a bag of seemingly ordinary meatballs from his pocket. "Momotaro meatballs!"

"I don't know what this will do, but if that's the case, I'll leave this world in your hands."

Mr. Matsuzaki said this, bowing deeply to Doraemon.

"Don't worry, leave it to me!"

Doraemon patted his chest confidently, then watched Mr. Matsuzaki leave.

But at this moment, lightning suddenly began to fall very frequently not far away.

Ok?

Doraemon looked at the direction of the sea, hesitated for a moment, and finally put on the bamboo helicopter and flew towards the direction of the lightning. After all, children are more important.

As for the monster, since it has existed for ten years, humans should have some ways to deal with it, right?

Flying quickly all the way, Doraemon soon saw a little girl holding a gun struggling to avoid hundreds of huge monsters, and then she pulled the trigger nimbly and let the bullet pierce the monster's head.

But even so, under the absolute pressure of quantity and quality, her death was only a matter of time.

Chiju Natsuyo is well aware of this.

Because of the dolphin factor in her body, her IQ is much higher than that of normal people. With such a brain, the behavioral patterns of these gastrulae, the trajectory of bullets, and how to maximize the lethality can be accurately calculated. How to delay time as long as possible has also been planned. It is also because of this that she knows that if she continues to delay, there will be no possibility of survival.

But, it doesn’t matter.

In any case, we can't let these monsters disturb Rentaro and the others.

Chishou Natsuyo gasped for breath and put the gun in her hand aside. The fourth-stage beast opened its bloody mouth in front of her.

Due to an unknown phenomenon, lightning should strike next...

Suddenly, Chishou Natsuyo felt his feet go empty, and a fishy smell immediately passed through his nose.

!

This is?

Chiju Natsuyo raised her head and saw a round blue head with a yellow bamboo dragonfly on it.

"Don't be afraid, I will protect you." Doraemon said as he threw the Momotaro dumpling in his hand forward with force. The huge stage four monster still had its bloody mouth open, and the Momotaro dumpling easily cut into the opponent's throat.

In an instant, the eyes of the stage four monster cleared.

Doraemon had no intention of stopping. He landed on the tree trunk holding Chitose Natsuyo, then held the packaging bag in one hand and grabbed the meatballs with the other and threw them in front of him. The gastrula opened their mouths and swallowed all the meatballs in the process of sprinting, and then all of them stopped obediently without exception.

Chishou Natsuyo blinked, raised her head and asked calmly:

"what is that?"

"It's Momotaro meatballs. Just like Momotaro in the Japanese folk tale, any creature that eats these meatballs will become a good friend of the one who feeds them, so even protogastrics don't have to worry at all." Doraemon explained, "But aren't you afraid of me when you see me?"

Chishou Natsuyo shook her head. "If you really wanted to harm me, you wouldn't have saved me."

"It's great that you understand." Doraemon breathed a sigh of relief. "But why are you here alone? Are there other children nearby?"

Chishou Natsuyo didn't answer immediately, but asked, "Who are you?"

"I'm Doraemon, a childcare robot from the 22nd century." Doraemon sighed helplessly. "Don't get me wrong, I just want to help you as much as possible."

future……

Chishou Natsuyo stared at Doraemon for a while, then nodded gently, "Thank you."

No matter what, the other party did save me.

Moreover, based on observation, the other party's eyes are indeed not biological structures, and the limbs do not look like the form that can be evolved from protostomes. According to the inclination of the trunk, it can be concluded that the other party weighs about 130 kilograms. Judging from the density, it is indeed more reasonable to be a mechanical creation.

Moreover, the other person's actions were very gentle, that kind of subconscious gentleness cannot be expressed deliberately, so he must be a good person.

"You're welcome." Doraemon scratched his head gently. "This is what I should do."

boom--

As he was speaking, several bolts of lightning struck not far away.

"This is bad!" Chishou Natsuyo saw this and quickly explained, "The opponent is a man named Hiruko Kagein. He has a cursed child as his companion. He has used the unknown phenomenon of lightning to defeat many pursuers. If we can't recapture the legacy of the Seven Stars quickly, the protozoa of the zodiac will be summoned soon."

"What! You actually let a child do such a thing?"

Doraemon gritted his teeth. Perhaps because he had seen too many abstract things these days, he was surprisingly not that angry.

But even so, teaching children bad things is unforgivable!

Thinking of this, it took out the Ten Commandments tablet without hesitation and added two more.

The fifth:

[You must not maliciously instigate the cursed child to do bad things]

Article :

[Do not maliciously guide or brainwash the cursed child]

boom--

As soon as he put pen to paper, two bolts of lightning fell not far away, and then everything became quiet.

"Let's go." Doraemon took out another bamboo dragonfly and put it on Chitose Natsuyo's head. "Let's go see what happened."

"what is this?"

Chishou Natsuyo asked in confusion.

"It's an anti-gravity flying device from the future." Doraemon first flew up by himself, then stretched out his hand to Chizu Natsuyo, "Follow me, it's very simple."

Volume 2: Black Bullet: Chapter 115: Mini Congress

When we arrived at the scene, Hirudo Yingyin was in a state of stiffness after being struck by lightning. His skin had been severely carbonized, the mask on his face shattered, and a wisp of white smoke slowly rose from his mouth.

"dad?"

A little girl holding two knives nervously came to the man, squatted down and touched her father gently with great concern.

Doraemon fell from the sky and looked at the blood on the tip of the girl's knife with a complicated expression.

It is really unforgivable to let such a young child kill someone.

War is a dirty game for adults, why do we have to let a group of children join in it?

"Mr. Rentaro!"

Chiju Natsuyo then landed on the ground and ran straight towards Rentaro.

"It's you?"

When Rentaro saw Doraemon, he immediately realized that this was the futuristic robot he had seen before, who appeared out of nowhere, took away the cursed child, and then disappeared out of nowhere.

"Hmm?" Aihara Enju looked up in surprise. "Do you know each other?"

"It would be great if we could communicate." Doraemon took off the bamboo dragonfly and put it back in his pocket. Then he stretched out his hand to call out to the hundreds of protogasters that were collecting the survivors among the crowd. "Don't worry, they won't hurt us anymore."

Just as it said, in front of everyone's witness, the gastrulae that should have been violent were actually very docile and started searching for survivors among the crowd. Because of the unknown lightning phenomenon, Leech Yingyin did not rashly try to attack the children, but induced the nearby gastrulae to attack them. Therefore, the casualties of these children were not serious. At this time, the children were actually turned over one by one by the seemingly hideous and terrifying monster, and began to migrate on its back.

"Haha, that's really funny." Ying Yin struggled to get up from the ground. "What the hell are you, the one who can command protostomes?"

"It doesn't matter what I am!" Doraemon asked. "Why did you summon that kind of monster?"

"Why?" Leech Yingyin opened his arms and tilted his head, deciding not to pay attention to the other party's identity for the time being. Instead, he looked at the children who were taken away by the protostomes and asked, "Is it difficult to understand? You must be very worried about those children, right? Then have you ever thought about why these children are facing the situation they are in now? Why do they have powers far beyond those of ordinary people but have become rats in the sewers?"

"They're not rats!"

Doraemon waved his arms angrily.

"That's right, they shouldn't be rats, that's why they need chaos. Only in war can they find the meaning of life." Leech Yingyin said with a smile, "Cheer up Sodom, sing up Gomorrah, for the fire of the sky is about to fall!"

No one exists for war and fighting!

The meaning of children's survival is to be treated gently by the whole society, to learn and grow in kindness, and then to pass on this precious tenderness and kindness along with the achievements of human civilization to the next generation!

Why do some people think that children live to participate in an endless war, why do some people think that life is to take the lives of others and be taken away by others?

It’s simply unreasonable!

"Ah - I've had enough!" Doraemon frantically took out the Devil's Passport. Normally, he really didn't want to use this kind of thing, but he had to admit that in some cases, this prop could really play an indispensable role. "Give me the relics of Nanahoshi, now!"

Hiruko Yingyin was stunned for a moment, then, under the influence of the Devil's Passport, he took out a silver box and walked forward as if possessed.

"Okay, here you go."

"Dad?" Hiruko Kobinai raised his head in surprise.

"Let me see what this so-called thing that summons gastrula is!" Doraemon gritted his teeth and took out a penetrating ring from his pocket and covered the box with it. A circular hole suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, but what he saw next made him stand there in a daze.

It turned out to be a small, foldable bicycle, and judging by its size, it should only belong to a child.

Doraemon was stunned for a moment, then raised his head stiffly. The four-hundred-meter-tall monster in the distance was still clearly visible even though it was fifty kilometers away. It was moving towards this side unswervingly, completely ignoring the artillery fire that kept exploding on its body.

Doraemon turned around and looked at Chizu Natsuyo as if he suddenly realized something. "Creatures like that have existed since the first appearance of protostomes, right?"

Even though the being enveloped by the fire from the explosion was right before his eyes, Doraemon could no longer call her a monster.

"Yes, there are eleven Stage Five protogasters, collectively known as the Zodiac. Since the appearance of protogasters, no other Stage Five species have been sighted worldwide," Chishou Natsuyo said, adding quietly, "The Seven Stars relics originally came from a place called Seven Stars Village, but for unknown reasons, that village has been completely destroyed."

"Completely destroyed..."

Doraemon once again looked at the huge, ugly protogastric animal. Since no other infected body had ever evolved to that level, it meant that she was not a product of natural evolution at all, but the result of human intervention or even deliberate modification.

Just at this moment, Rentaro's cell phone suddenly rang.

"Hey, Kisara-san..."

He glanced at the caller ID and spoke subconsciously, but the voice that responded to him was another familiar old man's:

"It's me." Tendou Kikunosuke said, "How much do you know about that blue unknown entity?"

Rentaro frowned, but still explained, "It previously claimed to be a childcare robot from the future."