Doraemon for an imperfect world

The sacred tree replied, "It's hard for you to believe, isn't it?"

"Ah no no no, how could that be?"

Doraemon shook his head and said that if the sacred tree did not love the human race deeply from the bottom of its heart, there would be no need for it to give so much for humans.

"Unlike the high and mighty Tianjin gods, we grew up alongside humans on this earth, witnessed the rise and fall of generations of humans, and accepted their offerings. That's why we are willing to help humans. It's that simple."

The sacred tree said calmly.

Ahhh, I actually thought that the sacred tree would have evil intentions towards humans like Kyubey!

Doraemon covered his head in embarrassment.

"However, we do have something we would like to ask for your help."

"Please tell me."

Doraemon said, "As long as I can do it, I will do my best."

"Well, you only have to look at the discussions going on inside Amnesty to see that for yourself."

The sacred tree said, "We respect the fate of mankind and therefore do not want to interfere with their choices. But you are different. If it were you, you would definitely be able to make the right choice."

The sacred trees will indeed not interfere with human choices. The only time they interfered was when they deprived a first-generation hero who was originally chosen of his power, but this directly led to the death of that child. Since then, no matter whether humans sacrificed six priestesses in exchange for the forgiveness of the gods, or continued to secretly research the hero system, they no longer interfered, but just silently bestowed their blessings.

"Discussions within Amnesty?"

Doraemon asked in confusion, but still took out his private satellite to observe. This prop had never been put away before, so the headquarters of Amnesty had been found long ago.

Next, under the command of the sacred tree, the camera came to a hidden secret room, where people were arguing fiercely.

"The flames outside the barrier have become active again. Lord Shenshu won't be able to hold out for much longer at this rate."

"The gods are angry, is it because of the appearance of that robot?"

"What should I do?"

After a quarrel, an old man let out a long sigh, then slammed the table and said, "Migration will take time. Before that... offer a fire sacrifice."

According to legend, the Fire Festival is a festival held by Kitaguchi Hongu Fuji Sengen Shrine and its ancestral shrine Suwa Shrine to pray for the cessation of the eruption of Mount Fuji. Legend has it that the festival originated from the story of the god giving birth to a child in a bear fire. In the past, Daisha had sacrificed six shrine maidens through the Fire Festival and sought forgiveness from the gods at the cost of not stepping out of the sacred tree barrier and giving up the hero system. Now, perhaps this is the best choice.

"Based on the personality profile results, the robot will be furious if it finds out."

Another person retorted, "There's no need to kowtow to the gods who want to destroy humanity. As long as we hold on until humanity is completely gone, even the gods won't be able to do anything to us!"

"Enough! You're risking the lives of all mankind!"

The old man stood up angrily and shouted, "You! You! No one here has the qualifications!"

"So what do you want?"

another person asked.

"Hold the Fire Sacrifice immediately, even if it's just for a while. We must delay the wrath of the gods as long as possible."

The old man said, "The goal of the sacrifice starts with defending against others. Even the reserve warriors are more capable of pleasing the gods than ordinary priestesses. Even if it's just to delay for a few days, it doesn't matter. In short, we should try our best to avoid direct battle with the gods!"

"So what if that robot gets angry?"

Someone else asked, “If this is the case, who will be held responsible?”

"I come!"

The old man insisted, "I will bear all the consequences. You can claim that you had no knowledge of this matter. This is all my own will. It has nothing to do with you. The most you can do is execute me as well."

At this moment, a pink portal appeared out of nowhere.

378

Chapter 378 A new storm has emerged.

With the appearance of the pink door panel, the parliament scene that was originally in the midst of a heated discussion suddenly became quiet. Several pairs of eyes filled with majesty, paranoia and fanaticism gathered on the door panel, and then fell on Doraemon who walked out of the door.

The atmosphere at the scene was very quiet for a while.

Especially the old man who just proposed to migrate while relying on burning the witches to please the gods and delay the wrath of the gods. He just said that he would carry out his plan secretly without telling others, but the real owner came to his door as soon as he finished speaking. This situation is extremely embarrassing no matter what the occasion.

"Cough cough."

The old man coughed dryly a few times, and after a brief pause, he tentatively said, "Nice to meet you, Doraemon from a higher civilization. May I ask what brings you here?"

"I heard it all!"

Doraemon gritted his teeth and questioned angrily, "You actually want to sacrifice a living person? This is not allowed! I will never allow such a thing to happen!"

This is not just a sacrifice, it is a sacrifice, a necessary sacrifice to confuse the gods. Those chosen witches will also accept their fate!

The old man thought to himself that what he did must have his reasons. A little sacrifice was completely worth it for the continuation of mankind, even if it was just for the possibility of delaying the footsteps of the gods. Temporary weakness and compromise were only to leave hope to future generations. It was because of such weakness three hundred years ago that mankind was able to survive to the present.

“…You taught me a lesson.”

The old man bowed and said, "I assure you that such a proposal will never appear again within Amnesty."

Doraemon: ...

It ran over with a lot of resentment, but the other party admitted his mistake at the speed of light after it had just said a word. It felt like it had punched cotton, and it felt uncomfortable and couldn't vent its anger.

"Anyway, if Batik comes again, I'll do my best to help. If all else fails, I can ask my friends in other worlds for help. But sacrificing living people is absolutely unacceptable!"

"In fact, the enemy we are about to face may not be limited to Batik."

Another young man sitting nearby spoke cautiously, "If this continues, I'm afraid the gods might even intervene personally."

Three hundred years ago, humans had just developed the Brave System, and when they barely touched the edge of the divine realm, the gods were so angry that they wanted to destroy humanity. If they were to directly come into contact with a civilization that could create the world, wouldn't the gods be furious?

Perhaps, the gods’ hostility towards humans is not only because they feel offended, but also because they are a little afraid of them?

"The gods themselves took action?"

Doraemon asked, "How serious can it be?"

"The difference between gods and humans is like the difference between humans and single-celled organisms. It can't be described simply by the word 'powerful'."

The young man explained seriously, "The power possessed by gods even transcends the laws of the universe. Take those Batiks for example. Although it seems that brave men can fight against them or even destroy them, in fact, those apostles of gods can theoretically even swim in the accretion disk of a black hole!"

"Eh?"

Is it that powerful?

Doraemon blinked in confusion.

But from the performance point of view, Batik seems to be just some huge monsters, and it seems that they do not have the powerful sense of the apostles. Doraemon even thinks that any one of Scorpio with the S2 mechanism can easily destroy all twelve Batik.

But traveling in an accretion disk and stuff...

No matter how you think about it, it's outrageous!

"That's why human weapons are completely ineffective against them. Only brave warriors who wield the power of the sacred tree can contend with them."

"I see."

Doraemon nodded and said, "I will find a way to solve it. I will not allow anyone else's life to be used as the price."

Hearing this, the old man silently walked to Doraemon and knelt down, "I will follow your instructions."

"No, it's not that serious."

Although some plans are lenient with the idea of ​​sacrificing other people's lives, seeing an old man who is old enough to be his and Nobita's great-grandfather kneeling in front of him, Doraemon immediately went up to support him. "Anyway, let's find a way to solve the problem first and resist as much as possible before the migration is completed."

"You are right. After this incident, I will resign from all my positions within the Amnesty and spend the rest of my life copying scriptures to pray for the souls of those who have died."

The old man said sincerely.

Uh……

Well, now that it has come to this, there is really nothing more to say.

"By the way, is the migration plan ready?"

Doraemon asked again.

"Yes, the civilization has already negotiated with the angel, and she has promised to bring her other eight sisters to assist."

The old man spoke again calmly, "Our plan is to gather everyone in nine areas tonight, under the pretext of a predicted earthquake. The angels will then assist in teleporting them away. However, we have also observed that Batik's reorganization is accelerating. Perhaps it will be complete by tomorrow morning at the latest."

"I see."

Doraemon nodded and said, "I'll find a way."

Although it couldn't think of what props it could use at the moment, it was sure that there would be some props among its own that could come in handy.

I might as well take this opportunity to tidy up my pockets. Otherwise, with so many items floating in the four-dimensional space, it would be very troublesome even if the pockets had a retrieval mechanism.

Thinking of this, Doraemon returned to the activity room of the Brave Club and sighed deeply.

To be fair, it does not think that the high-level officials in Amnesty are all bad people. It can only be said that they have indeed paid a lot to continue civilization, including human nature itself.

The power of the gods is not just about the strength of their powers, but is the level of the divine power itself higher than the rules of the universe?

"Let me see... the King's Chair!"

Doraemon said as he took out a gorgeous, golden and red throne from his pocket and placed it on the ground.

This is the King's Chair, a prop that was sent to the 21st century by the Future Department Store without authorization. Doraemon originally wanted to return it, but later for various reasons he accidentally forgot about it, so it is still in his pocket.

As long as the person sitting on this chair gives an order, then anyone who hears it will absolutely obey until the task is completed, even the world itself is the same - Fat Tiger was once struck by lightning because he snatched a chair, sat on it and said "Let the lightning fall on me".

379

Chapter 379 How can we stand still?

Inubosaki was lying on the bed in her bedroom, gently arranging the tarot cards. The spirit "Kodama", which manifested after she transformed into a hero, was floating beside her. This green plush ball was helping her arrange the divination cards.

This is one of her personal hobbies. Children of her age always have different hobbies. Singing and fortune-telling are her hobbies. Although she secretly sent an audition to the record company, it is difficult for her to sing decently when she is in a crowded place.

"Let me see, the first one is... the reversed [Devil]"

It means escaping from constraints, relieving troubles, healing illnesses, saying goodbye to the past, pausing, leaving, rejecting temptations, abandoning selfish desires, moments of separation, and a love-hate relationship.

"The second one is the upright [Star]."

It means a bright future, full of hope, imagination, creativity, fantasy, fulfillment of wishes, improvement of standards, ideal partner, and beautiful love.

"And then...eh, is it The Fool?"

This card has no particular order or position, and it holds a special place. The fact that it is number 0 can also be said to be the beginning or the end of everything.

What does this mean?

As a junior high school student, Inubosaki is quite satisfied with his current life. He has a sister whom he admires, friendly companions, and the new acquaintance Xiaoyuan. They are all very good friends, and every day in the Brave Club is very happy, so it seems that there is nothing that can correspond to these divinations.

Just as she was thinking, she suddenly heard the ringing of a cell phone coming from outside the door.

"Hello? What!...Okay, I get it."

Inuba Saiki heard his sister's voice. A moment later, Inuba Saifeng opened the door, looked at his sister with some complexities and said, "Amnesty said that there are some matters that require the hero to take emergency action."

"Has Batik appeared again?"

Inubo Saiki asked, somewhat confused.

"I don't know, but it might be much more serious."

Inubo Saifu said hesitantly.

"Well, I see."

Inubosaki nodded obediently, changed into his pajamas, and immediately went out with his sister. At this time, an obviously modified black car had parked in front of Inubosaki's house. A masked man respectfully opened the car door. Inubosaki then realized that Yuuki Yuna and the others were already in the car.

"Senior Feng, and Xiaoshu."

Yuuki Yuna greeted, "Were you guys called here too?"

"This way, all the heroes will be called upon."

Nogi Sonoko narrowed her eyes, raised her fist and said, "A big reunion! It's a big reunion!"

"It wasn't long after we separated."

Miyoshi Xia Lin complained, "This senior's personality is really..."

"I'm sorry to bother you all so late."

The woman in the passenger seat turned around and said, "But this matter is extremely urgent. If it's not handled properly, it could even lead to the complete destruction of all of humanity."