Doraemon for an imperfect world

After doing all this, the officer asked his comrade to take out a bottle of mineral water and pour it on his hand with a look of disgust:

"Wash several times, and be careful not to get infected with the virus."

"I heard that the less expected a child is, the more likely they are to have red eyes."

"I've also heard that some red eyes are caused by the mother committing adultery with a protogastric animal while pregnant."

"It's so disgusting, finally let them go."

——Dividing——Line——

News about the Stonehenge spread very quickly. The next day, photos of the grayish-white area on the stone that was spreading like mold were circulated on the Internet. Some people even took photos of the huge fourth-stage Aldebaran, which has the ability to release zinc corrosive fluid.

"Yes, the world is going to end."

Tendou Musara stood in front of the window, her long black hair draped over her back. She looked down at the crowd below and declared in a firm tone.

"Don't say such things seriously." Rentaro complained as he stood beside her.

"I'm serious," Tendo Mugen said, looking at the chaotic crowd below. "Compared to the protostomes, humans are more proficient in destroying humans, aren't they?"

At this moment, a procession marched through the streets with their heads held high. Rentaro could tell from the insignia on their clothing that they were members of some new religion, those worshipping gastrula. These people were originally unpopular, but ever since the phenomenon of "harming the cursed child will be struck by lightning" appeared, their organization has begun to expand rapidly like mushrooms after rain. When they learned that the monolith was about to expire, they began openly proselytizing in extreme panic:

“This is all God’s will!”

"The gods were tired of the filth on earth, so they sent eleven apostles to walk the earth in the name of the zodiac to punish the unjust!"

"The children with red eyes are God's messengers. They came to the human world at God's will to judge whether humans are worthy of living. But you, sinful people, have allowed God's messengers to see a world full of filth, dirt, violence, and oppression."

"Therefore, the omniscient and omnipotent God will repay you with the same filth, dirt, violence and oppression!"

"We've been to hell, we've seen its punishment, and if you don't repent, you'll be next!"

The man standing on the car below, holding up a wooden sign for promotion, shouted crazily. Perhaps due to the pressure from Aldebaran, or perhaps people finally realized that harming the cursed child would result in being struck by lightning was a bit too metaphysical, and there were surprisingly many people who came to cater to him.

"It's an organization called the Japan Pureblood Association. They used to be extremely hostile to cursed children, but for some reason they've become a fanatical worshipper of the Cursed Child," Tendo Mu explained. "The guy below talking nonsense is their president. He used to be a scumbag who profited by stirring up extreme emotions among ordinary people against the Cursed Child, but now his attitude has suddenly changed 180 degrees, and he's even become a bit of a convert."

Volume 2: Black Bullet: Chapter 125: New World Witch Trial

The chaos came much faster than expected, or in other words, under the pressure of death, human rationality collapsed much faster than ordinary people imagined. After realizing that danger was coming and the places and tickets for the shelter were far beyond the reach of ordinary people, people began to use all means to grab any life-saving straw they could find nearby.

Therefore, when the Holy Emperor was about to attend the meeting again, the frenzied crowd and even some members of the Self-Defense Force had already surrounded the area. Even though the guards tried their best to stop them, the roars mixed with anger and fear still echoed in her ears:

"Give us back the Starters!"

"Who said we should send all the cursed children away? Tell him to come out and commit seppuku to apologize!"

"Without the Starters, who will fight the Protozoa?"

"What a bunch of idiots! Who passed that damn bill?"

"Hurry up and call the Initiates back!"

As they were talking, a man finally broke through the crowd and rushed to the side of the Holy Emperor like a madman. He grabbed her shoulders and demanded, "Where on earth did you hide the Initiators? They are the property of all mankind, you can't just take them! Did they know about the problem with the monolith a long time ago and transfer you all away to protect themselves? Answer me!"

boom!

Before he could finish his words, he was hit on the head with the butt of a gun by the guard who arrived in time.

"If I can't deal with the gastrula, how can I deal with you?" The guard cursed and apologized nervously to the Holy Emperor, "I'm sorry, it was my negligence."

"It doesn't matter." said the Holy Emperor.

"Well," the guard asked quietly after confirming that the Holy Emperor was indeed not angry, "allow me to say this, but if we can't give them a reasonable explanation, the situation will only get worse."

The Holy Emperor was a little overwhelmed by this. She didn't know how to answer when suddenly asked such a question.

She could only look at the other person in silence.

But this expression obviously caused the other party to misunderstand something.

"Sorry, I've overstepped my bounds." He said respectfully and hurriedly, looking as if he didn't dare to ask any more questions.

The Holy Emperor didn't know what he understood, nor did she ask. She just continued to move forward because she didn't know the answer to the question either.

Arriving at the conference room, before the meeting officially began, Tendo Kikunojo had already begun his report with dark circles under his eyes:

"The level of rioting is increasing day by day. The group that worships the Cursed Child is expanding, and because of this extreme fanaticism, phenomena similar to the witch trials in the Middle Ages have emerged among the citizens."

"Witch Trial?" Saint Emperor raised his head and asked in confusion, "What do you mean?"

"Simply put, once someone is accused of persecuting the Cursed Child, they'll be considered the culprit behind the apocalypse. These accusations and trials are steadily expanding. Over sixty people were hospitalized the day before yesterday, forty-two died yesterday, and today... as of ten minutes ago, a spontaneous burning in the city center has resulted in over two hundred victims being burned to death."

The Holy Emperor let out a long sigh. She tried hard to calm herself down, but her slightly trembling eyelashes still revealed the violent fluctuations in her heart.

"Didn't the police intervene?"

"Because of the previous lightning strike, the police system has been in great chaos. Moreover, under the oppression of the gastrula, some within the police force have begun to fall into despair and madness."

How sad.

From persecuting the cursed children to persecuting their own kind, people have simply gone from one extreme to another.

Perhaps it is because the fear is so great that people have given up on themselves and abandoned their rationality, and can only deceive themselves and pretend to be powerful by persecuting others.

"anything else?"

"A group of rioters who didn't buy vault tickets attacked the equipment in three vaults, rendering two completely unusable. Banks in the city were also attacked. Instead of stealing money, the perpetrators burned the currency in the streets. Furthermore, raw materials for metallurgy were systematically looted. As a result, the production of the new monolith is expected to be delayed from ten days to twenty-one."

"The Self-Defense Forces cannot last that long." The Holy Emperor said through gritted teeth.

"That's right, but from another perspective, this might be a good thing," said Tendo Kikunosuke. "In the previous meeting, people discussed changing the national flag, revising the official name of the Cursed Child, and rebuilding the mechanized forces. But no one mentioned Blue Jizo and his new world—because no one wanted to be the first to stand out. But if we're doomed to fail from the start, then everyone's interests will be aligned."

"No, this is too unwise." The Holy Emperor covered his forehead. "To be able to create an entire world out of thin air, even if he is not a god, he has nothing to do with the gods."

"No, unlike the inviolable gods in mythology, our think tank has partially simulated his behavior based on the information we have, and the final conclusion is that Jizo is actually quite naive - or to put it more simply, he is a good person."

A gentleman can deceive others.

"No!" Saint Emperor refused through gritted teeth, "This is too unwise."

She could also see that the blue Jizo was indeed as innocent and kind as a child. This could be seen from the dreamlike world that Rentaro reported. Perhaps in his eyes, the rules of the world were like children's toys that could be played with at will. Therefore, no matter how she tried to provoke him, there would be no good results.

The more innocent a person is, the purer his wrath is.

"No, we don't necessarily have to anger Him. If Jizo can save children, then why can't he save more people?" Tendo Mugen said. "Children's thinking is always extreme and binary. Since Jizo has the innocence of a child, he should also have the same flaws - it's easy to become a 'good person'. All you have to do is stand on the opposite side of the 'bad guys'."

Tendo Kikunosuke is not stubborn enough to provoke a god-like existence. He has his own plans. While letting others play the bad guy, he can also order the arrest of those who have persecuted the cursed child and create a friendly persona, just like Mr. Matsuzaki who was investigated before.

But this requires a bad enough person to serve as a foil.

In other words, what he needed was a second-hand preparation. If the other party was really an honest person who was easy to bully, it would be fine. If not, he also had a way to ensure that he would not be affected by his anger.

He could even use his god-like power to go a step further and resurrect his dead wife or grab more things.

——Dividing——Line——

PS: I went back to the countryside today and played games with my cousin whom I hadn’t seen for a long time, so this is all I have for now. I can’t really code more.

Volume 2: Black Bullet: Chapter 126: Retribution Potion

In the new world, Doraemon was gently wiping the non-existent sweat from his head, looking at the nine girls in front of him with satisfaction.

The nine surviving individuals of the five protogastric animals called the zodiac have all been brought back by Doraemon. Although the minds of these children are similar to those of babies perhaps due to the influence of the virus, considering their past, it may not be a bad thing to get to know the world again from scratch.

However, perhaps because of their true nature, these girls who were once named after constellations appear older than the other children - among a group of children who are no more than ten years old, they basically look to be around fifteen or sixteen years old.

Although there were many problems in the process of bringing these children back, it can still be done as long as you want to.

Next, I just need to bring back the children from other countries, and there should be no problem. I can also leave safely.

Just as he was thinking, Doraemon suddenly saw a little white-haired girl wearing a hat standing not far away. Her fluffy hair was braided into a low white ponytail like a cat's tail and placed on her chest. There was a bit of confusion in her silver-purple pupils, as if she wanted to say something but was a little embarrassed.

"What's wrong?" Doraemon asked.

I think this child’s name is Bushicui?

Image: "Bushi Cui", Location: "Images/1726663405-100407187-112139305.jpg"

Because under the witch's wide hat there was a pair of cat ears that even Doraemon himself didn't have, Doraemon couldn't help but pay more attention to this child.

Well……

Brings back a very bad memory.

However, she seems to be very concerned about her ears, so she always wears such a wide hat. I don’t know if this is the reason why she has such an introverted personality.

"It's like this." She said as if a little embarrassed, "Well, I want to leave this world for a while."

"Huh?" Doraemon asked in confusion, "Why?"

"Because, that, uh..." The girl hesitated for a moment, then gritted her teeth and took off her hat. A pair of cat ears swayed slightly on her head. "Because of these ears, no one wants me, even my mother. But Brother Zhang Ma took me in. My companions who came from outside said that there seemed to be a problem with the monolith, so I was worried about him..."

Giant stone tablet?

Come to think of it, my future self seemed to have mentioned this as well?

"Okay, I understand." Doraemon said, "If you're worried about your family, why not bring them to this world as well?"

"Can I, can I?"

"Of course." Doraemon reached out and rubbed the other person's head and said, "It's normal to want to reunite with your family. I'm not an unkind person."

Hearing this, the cat-eared loli's eyes suddenly lit up and said, "Then I will go find Brother Zhang Ma now."

"Just in case, I'll go with you." Doraemon said, and walked out of the God's Carpet with Bushi Cui, but unexpectedly, a group of people had already gathered in the castle at this time.

Doraemon stuck his head out from the carpet, and the first thing he faced was a burst of camera footage. The glaring flash made him subconsciously cover his head. He finally opened his eyes and saw clearly that there were countless people surrounding him.

Well, it was indeed my own fault for not taking some safety measures around such an important prop.

Before Doraemon could figure out what was going on, several people had already knelt down in front of him impatiently:

"God, please save this world."

"Master Jizo, you must have come here to save this world, right?"

"A benevolent and great being like you would not stand idly by and watch the gastrula wreak havoc, right?"

"I, I have always been friendly to the children of the curse. I have also taken in many children, just like Mr. Matsuzaki!"

What the hell is this?

Faced with so many people kneeling right in front of him, Doraemon was suddenly at a loss.

Fortunately, its confusion had just begun for a short time before a team of Self-Defense Forces separated these people, followed by a kind voice.

"I'm sorry, because of the recent events at the Monolith, the public has been a bit irrational. It's not their fault," the old man said apologetically, leaning on his cane. "The Self-Defense Forces are trying to stop them, but to avoid getting hurt they have no choice but to retreat."

"The smell of conspiracy." Bushi Cui, who was curled up behind Doraemon, whispered, "My scent divination is very accurate, be careful of him."

"Politics is full of intrigue and conspiracy," Tendo Kikunosuke said, looking at Fuse Tsui who was hiding behind Doraemon. "I know you and these children are prejudiced against us because of your past experiences, but for the survival of mankind, I still hope to get your help."

As he said this, he pretended to kneel down.

Subconsciously, Doraemon rushed over and supported him.

"Wait a minute, Grandpa."

Successful.

Tendou Kikunosuke's eyes lit up.

His original plan was to use those reporters for moral kidnapping. If that didn't work, he would find a way to have others threaten the Cursed Child and arrange assassinations - he didn't have confidence in this, but it didn't prevent him from using others to test the waters, just in case it succeeded - then he would deal with those people himself and pretend to be a hero in front of the imprisoned Cursed Child. But now it seems that even a being close to a god is actually just like that.

Originally, this matter should have been handled by the Holy Emperor, after all, she was the nominal supreme leader. However, the Holy Emperor was only a high school student after all, so she had to do it in person.

"The current Self-Defense Forces cannot face the impending crisis, so we can only ask for your help."

"This……"

Doraemon looked around hesitantly. Under such public attention, he really couldn't say no.

Bushi Cui nervously hugged Doraemon's arm, and then saw Doraemon squinting his eyes and nodded:

"Okay, but the price is that you have to bring all the cursed children to my world... Of course, I'd also welcome the children's families."

"Doraemon." Bushitsu asked worriedly, "Is this really okay?"

"Yeah, no problem." Doraemon said with narrowed eyes.

Come to think of it, it does seem like there's a tool that's perfect for this situation.

——Retribution Potion, a tool that can make a damaged animal or object transform into a monster to retaliate against the offender.