Doraemon for an imperfect world

"It's a consciousness attached to her."

Doraemon explained, then asked curiously, "Hasn't she left yet?"

"No."

Kiya shook her head and said, "She also taught me a lot about the nun's lifestyle, such as skipping lunch and reflecting on the weakness of the flesh and the unnecessary nature of lunch."

“Skipping lunch is bad for your health, isn’t it?”

Doraemon asked somewhat disapprovingly, "What will you reflect on?"

"This."

Kiya put her hands together in prayer and said, "I usually repeat to myself, 'I'm not hungry, I'm not hungry, I'm not hungry...'"

This child is so honest.

"I still think it's better to eat well."

Doraemon nodded and said seriously, "I will definitely mention this to the Emperor herself when he returns."

Soon, several servant nuns came into the restaurant pushing a variety of delicious dishes. After quickly placing the delicacies on the table, they left gracefully again.

"Are they nuns too?"

Gray asked curiously.

"Yes, she is a nun belonging to the Order of the Servant."

Kiya nodded and said, "Previously, conflicts broke out among several orders over the opportunity to serve in the Imperial Palace. Ultimately, under Celestine's mediation, they decided to take turns serving the Divine Emperor in the Imperial Palace... That's what Sister Faith said."

Doraemon couldn't help gulping as he looked at the sumptuous meal in front of him, then looked outside the door. Although he knew that these great sages probably no longer had organs to eat and digest, he still invited them in because he felt it was impolite to let them stand at the door while he was eating. Three huge creatures that looked like terrifying metal monsters that only appeared in nightmares immediately walked in flattered, and squatted in front of the dining table with reverence - their bodies covered with countless metal limbs, tentacles, anti-gravity generators and other mechanical bodies for movement were no longer able to sit on the chairs.

Just as Doraemon put down his chopsticks and covered his round belly with a satisfied look on his face, another tall Primarch walked in. Robert Guilliman, wearing a laurel crown, knocked gently on the door, then smiled with his innate strong affinity and said, "Please follow me, Doraemon. Mother said she has gathered the candidates."

"Ok."

Doraemon jumped down from his chair and asked curiously, "Isn't it just her and the Emperor?"

Doraemon deliberately observed the pattern on the other person's body, and after confirming that this was the original Robert Guilliman of this world, he couldn't help but feel a little strange, because he remembered that when he left last time, this person still called the silver-white girl "Madam".

"Mother also summoned my brothers and brought with them guards and a portion of the Imperial Guard."

Robert Guilliman explained, "She is not satisfied with the rule of deciding the survival of mankind for the next thousand years through a one-on-one match. As the Lord of Mankind, she has her own rules."

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Chapter 332: The Emperor’s Family Gathering.

"Speak of it."

On the way out with Robert Guilliman, Doraemon couldn't help but ask, "Why does the Empire have so many documents?"

"On the one hand, it's because past warp navigation was both inefficient and prone to various errors. On the other hand, it's because of vigilance against abominable intelligence."

The tall Primarch explained, "Both of these problems have now been resolved. The Warp, under the protection of the God of Order, is stable and peaceful, and the Necrontyr have also shared their technology for office use. However, there was simply too much accumulated in the past, and it has simply erupted all at once now."

After a pause, he added:

"There are also some new problems that have arisen due to the changes. For example, not long ago, a Penalty World near the Five Hundred Worlds suddenly appeared with prisoners who were just maintaining the management limit. Later we learned that those prisoners were originally cultists who believed in Tzeentch from various worlds - I mean the past one. They were unaware of the changes that had taken place in the Warp. They were simply confused about not being able to feel the gods they believed in, so they performed sacrifices. Then, when the sacrificial ceremony connected to the Warp, they were thrown into the Penalty World."

——Sacrifice is no longer popular nowadays. Even though the Four Gods of Order will not interfere in the lives of mortals at will, the act of shouting people's names and offering murder and betrayal as sacrifices in a blasphemous way...that is really courting death.

"What about other civilizations?"

Doraemon asked again, "Will you still start shouting and killing each other as soon as you meet?"

I have a deep understanding of this Doraemon. After all, even it was mistaken for an alien at the beginning.

"Mother personally communicated with some high-ranking officials of the state religion, and then tried to gradually change the empire through these state religions."

Robert Guilliman explained helplessly, "But we still encountered many difficulties, such as the Tau. Mortarion—I mean the one from the Life Guard—personally tried to negotiate peace with them, but the Tau were very wary and even gave up their expansion and began to shrink their forces in preparation for defense."

In fact, this is understandable. After all, the Tau Empire is actually very clear about the size of the Human Empire. In their eyes, the Empire is a giant bear that eats honey, and they are just bees that collect honey. But now this giant bear that has always wanted to kill itself but suffers from hemiplegia suddenly lowers its head and says that it wants to negotiate peace with itself and become friends in the future. Any normal person would suspect that the other party has bad intentions and is ready to stabilize itself and then directly march on the border. After all, among their allies there are the unlucky guys whose home planet was blown up by the Extermination Order during the Great Crusade.

"The Four Gods of Order?"

Scorpio asked curiously, "What is that? Is it the same as your mother?"

When the Four Gods of Order were mentioned, the surrounding environment seemed to be slightly distorted again. The Lord of Limits noticed this, but did not care.

"it's not true."

On the other side of the world, a two-headed demon in the Warp answered for them, "The Four Gods of Order are the eternal, great consciousnesses of the universe. They embrace all things and protect all living things. The Blessed One is treading on that dividing line. As a human, she may have partiality, but with one more step forward, she will become the impartial mother of all things, the White King who nurtures all beings with pure maternal love."

"That is to say."

Scorpio looked around in surprise at first, vaguely seeming to sense something through his telekinesis, but seeing that Doraemon didn't react much, he didn't care. He just asked thoughtfully, "So the gods of this world are just a powerful consciousness, right?"

"You can understand it that way, but the relationship between God and man is not just a matter of quantity."

The voice from the warp carried a hint of bird song. "If I must say, the Lord of Humanity is to the gods as a caterpillar is to a butterfly... I'm sorry, Lord of the Limits, I mean no harm."

Robert Guilliman couldn't help but frown slightly. Although he knew that the other party was just using an image as a metaphor, he still felt a little dissatisfied with the other party's behavior of comparing his mother to a caterpillar.

"Well, let me put it another way. Your father is to the gods like a caterpillar to a butterfly. He only needs one more step forward to become a butterfly."

Robert Guilliman nodded silently. This analogy was very reasonable.

"so……"

Sagittarius couldn't help but ask, "To those so-called gods, Sister Emperor is still a child?"

The infant form of God?

"Haha."

The Lord of the Limits smiled and quipped with a politician's sense of humor, "If you think humans are the immature souls of the dead, then you can indeed understand it that way."

"Ah."

Perhaps because of the affinity of the original body, Sagittarius couldn't help but let his imagination run wild again. "If humans are the juvenile forms of ghosts, then is Nie Xiaoqian considered a pedophile?"

"Who?"

The Lord of Limits asked.

"He's a character from the story of the second millennium of humanity."

Doraemon explained.

"According to this logic, Bai Suzhen's love for Xu Xian, who lived for thousands of years, should also be considered pedophilia!"

Sagittarius continued to think divergently, "After all, the equals of monsters should be immortals, and mortals are considered the infancy of immortals. So it is reasonable and logical for Fahai to capture Bai Suzhen and imprison her in Leifeng Pagoda."

The Lord of the Limits lowered his laurel-crowned head and looked at the child, who was not even as tall as his knees, with some amusement. He couldn't help but sigh that the child must be living in a peaceful and enlightened world, otherwise he would not be so fearless of death, demons, and gods.

During the Great Crusade, he thought he would be able to see the Empire become such a great country. Although this vision was later shattered by the malice of the Chaos Gods, he still saw the dawn of such a great era once again.

Gray carefully grasped her sister's arm and followed the tall and strong Lord of the Limits all the way. Then, she soon saw a scene in the audience hall that almost made her breathe stop.

I saw more than forty tall figures lined up on both sides of the hall. Some stood proudly, some leaned against the wall with their hands folded, some squatted beside and stared at me with a creepy smile, some sulked silently, some looked at their brothers one by one vigilantly, and there was one who looked very talkative and stood beside and tried to communicate with his brothers without stopping.

Among these Primarchs who each embodied perfection in their own way, the golden and silver glows outlined two majestic figures that could only be described as "gods." One of them was the silver-white girl seen earlier, while the other was a figure as majestic as a statue, clad in golden armor and holding a flaming sword.

But compared to this, Doraemon cares more about another thing.

"Wait, wait a minute!"

Doraemon quickly stepped forward and pulled the silver-white girl out. "Why are all these children of yours here? I remember some of them already..."

Some of the Primarchs have clearly already rebelled.

He is not like the one in the mirror world who ran to the subspace to become a demon in order to prove that he can be independent, but he is standing on the opposite side of humans in the true sense.

"I know that I will not forgive what they did, and I am not qualified to forgive them on behalf of the victims."

The silver-white girl smiled bitterly and said, "But I am their mother after all, so I choose to atone with them."

"But haven't they all been corrupt for ten thousand years?"

Doraemon said hesitantly, "Is there really any chance of correcting this?"

"You misunderstood, Doraemon."

The silver-white girl shook her head and said, "I said I won't forgive them. Even if they have the opportunity to redeem themselves, the stain on their bodies will not be erased. As a mother, I just want to give them as much of a chance as possible."

"What if they harmed people in other worlds?"

Doraemon asked.

"I'll be watching them."

The silver-white girl said firmly, "If my mistake causes casualties to others, I will take full responsibility."

And in the final analysis, it is not their fault that many Primarchs fell into depravity:

Horus, who was sent into the hands of the Chaos God by his descendants because he knew nothing about the Warp, had his consciousness controlled from beginning to end. Magnus' soul was shattered everywhere. Fulgrim's soul was torn apart in great pain after being manipulated into killing his best friend. Angron even became the mount of the Butcher's Nails. It would be better to say that they were not traitors so much as the first victims of the Heresy.

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Chapter 333: The hub connecting many worlds.

"OK then."

Seeing that the other party was so persistent, Doraemon had no choice but to agree.

"thanks."

The silver-white girl said, stretching a little tiredly. "Well, I can finally relax for a while."

Back in the hall, Doraemon suddenly found that the atmosphere was indescribably weird.

The Emperor was currently holding a flaming sword, looking down at his descendants like a god in the sky with no joy or sorrow. He seemed to be thinking about how to communicate, but in the end, faced with all kinds of gazes filled with hatred, helplessness, indifference, and alienation, he chose to keep his mouth shut for the time being.

In fact, not all children were hostile to him. For example, Luo Jia from another world stood very naturally in the position closest to him, as if he wanted to pull him back to work overtime and stand up for his atheist views at any time.

The Emperor, feeling somewhat uneasy at being watched by these gazes, looked away. Originally, he had been enjoying the days of setting aside the heavy burden on his shoulders and traveling to various planets with Malcador. The gifts he had obtained wholesale from Abaddon's White Legion, which had been transformed into various forms, were enough to cover his travel expenses after being sold. Seeing the little changes in the Empire also made him feel relieved from the bottom of his heart. However, another self gave him a reason that he could not refuse - the survival of mankind in another world.

No matter what, he could not sit idly by and watch a self-proclaimed god want to exterminate humanity, even if it happened in another world.

He looked at the people Doraemon brought, and then naturally realized that none of them were human.

He ignored Ilor and the eight constellation girls and turned his gaze directly to the two Valkyries.

Gray was startled and subconsciously took a step back. Brunhilde remained calm and bowed slightly. "Greetings, God of another world."

"Do not."

A majestic and profound voice uttered from that impeccable tall figure, like an unquestionable truth: "I am human."

Brunhilde was stunned for a moment, and then a look of surprise suddenly appeared on her originally resolute face.

what?

Humanity?

She looked at the huge and majestic figure in front of her, which was not even as tall as the other person's knees. The majesty that followed him like a shadow in every move, and the golden light that was faintly visible behind his head... How on earth did this thing have to do with the word human?

Just when the Valkyrie was confused about the other world's definition of humans, the silver-white girl returned to the scene with Doraemon again.

"We're back."

She smiled and said, "Let's go, my proud children. Just like Doraemon once helped us, let's go help another human civilization in crisis."

After she finished speaking, she stretched out her hand, and the space in front of her was twisted and torn apart, revealing a dimensional wormhole far away in the bottom nest, and then she walked over first.

The Emperor was the second one to walk in. As he passed by Perturabo, he heard a cold snort from his son who had once betrayed him. It was obvious that as a former traitor, he was not happy about being forcibly brought here.

After passing through the wormhole, everyone returned to the Sky Island again.

"Okay, everyone, wait a moment. I'll go find reinforcements from the next world."

Doraemon said, and ran to the side again to take out the wish-fulfilling machine.

Brunhildr's gaze swept over the forty-two Primarchs, the two Emperors, and the three Great Sages. On the other side of the wormhole, more Guards and Sages were lining up in an orderly manner. She couldn't help but feel that she seemed to have accidentally underestimated the connections that this robot could bring in.

"Speak of it."

The silver-white girl looked around curiously. It seemed that the sudden appearance of the wormhole had attracted a large number of children, but she couldn't find a single adult or male among them. "Are there only children here?"

"Ten years ago, a unique virus broke out in our world, but only women were able to coexist with it."

Scorpio explained, "That's why there are only children here. This island was also created with Doraemon's props."