The thick snow outside the door was the opposite of yesterday's midsummer, but everyone took it for granted.
Wu Ming stood at the door, feeling strange in his heart. There was really no sense in these anime-like worlds.
"Brother Wu, good morning!"
Just when Wu Ming was feeling weird, Nobita wearing a baseball cap and Fatty Lan ran up.
Seeing that Nobita still recognized him, Wu Ming breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Nobita, how long have we known each other?"
"How long, one day, we just met yesterday." Nobita replied a little strangely, and couldn't help but ask: "What's wrong, why do you ask?"
The reason why Wu Ming asked this was because he wanted to see whether the timeline of this world was a forward Mobius ring, or whether it was reset every day.
If Nobita doesn't remember what happened yesterday, it means that the world has been restarted, just like changing the background board.
On the other hand, if Nobita still remembers yesterday, it cannot be reset once a day, it can only be a continuous cycle of Möbius strips.
The infinite ring seems to keep moving forward.
The real situation is that its loop point always stays today and loops endlessly based on today.
In the world of Doraemon, there is the concept of tomorrow, but tomorrow will never come.
In this world, new stories happen every day, but the time points are the same, rotating based on today.
There is no aging, no growing up, more than two thousand episodes of stories, hundreds of alternations of spring, summer, autumn and winter.
The alternation is only today, tomorrow seems to be close at hand, but in fact it will never come. This is our childhood, the cruel world of Doraemon.
"Behind the seemingly beautiful world of these animations is actually an extremely cruel reality. Everyone is like a puppet. To a certain extent, the world of Doraemon is more like the Truman World that is controlled by others. All
Everyone plays with Nobita." Wu Ming's eyes were thoughtful, thinking about the nature of the world and the meaning of people like Nobita.
It can be seen from the clues that all the stories revolve around Nobita. Once Nobita is bullied, Fatty Blue will come out to support him.
Even if Wu Ming is not the conspiracy theorist behind the scenes, he can still feel the strangeness in Nobita.
It seems that if you want to escape from this world, Nobita is more important than Fatty Lan, because Nobita is the theme of this world. For others, Fatty Lan can only be regarded as an old man. As for Fat Tiger, Shizuka, and Xiaofu, etc.
, more like free companionship, and its importance is even less important.
"Brother Wu, we are going to buy comics, do you want to come with us?" Standing in front of Wu Ming, Nobita asked expectantly.
Wu Ming's eyes flickered, he glanced at Fatty Lan next to him, and said with a smile: "I'm just bored, so I'll go for a walk with you."
Whether you have feelings or not depends entirely on a glass of wine.
Nobita and Fatty Lan don't drink. If you want to have a good relationship with them, eating, drinking and having fun is the most efficient way.
You know, Nobita is a trap. He can't do anything well, he doesn't eat enough, and he's a little greedy.
Fatty Blue, on the other hand, likes to eat Dorayaki, and is so obsessed with it that he will die if he doesn't eat it for one day.
It seems that these two people should be easy to deceive. After they become good friends, it shouldn't be difficult to get something good with Fatty Lan's righteous character.
They put on their clothes, locked the door, and the three of them left together.
When he arrived at the bookstore, Nobita was like a fish returning to water, picking up this book and reading that one, as if he couldn't let go of the book.
Wu Ming quietly took a look at the prices and found that these genuine comics were priced at a few hundred yen, and the collector's editions were even more expensive.
Needless to say, these genuine comics are not something Nobita can consume.
After all, Nobita's father is just an ordinary office worker with a salary of just over 10,000.
Nobita didn't have much pocket money, so he could only enjoy his time here and buy a few pirated copies at most.
"Nobita, have you made your choice? The bookstore owner is looking at you for the eighth time. His patience has limits." Standing next to the bookshelf, Fatty Lan pushed Nobita with a helpless expression on his face.
Nobita himself was on the verge of tears. He looked at a complete set of eight comics, priced at one thousand and two thousand, and said hesitantly: "Doraemon, I have wanted this set of collector's edition comics for a long time, but it's so good
It’s expensive!”
"It can't be helped because it's expensive. The price of this kind of collector's edition comic is not suitable for you." Doraemon muttered in a low voice, which was almost inaudible.
Nobita is a naughty kid. When Fatty Blue said this, he said reluctantly: "I don't care, Doraemon, you must help me!"
"I can't help it. Even if you sell me, I won't be able to get so much money."
Fatty Lan just shook his head and didn't answer Nobita's words at all.
If he had money, he would have bought Dorayaki himself, and there would be no money left for Nobita.
Moreover, Nobita would say this every time he came to the bookstore.
There were only a few comic books in the room that he didn't like, and Fatty Lan himself was drunk.
"I like it. If you like it, buy it!" At the critical moment, Wu Ming took the initiative and took out a stack of banknotes from his pocket.
Nobita cheered for joy, while Doraemon couldn't bear it. He scratched his head and said, "Brother Wu, don't worry about Nobita. He is like this every day."
"It's okay, we are all friends, and we should help each other." Wu Ming couldn't help but pay for the comic book.
Sure enough, when Nobita saw his beloved comic in hand, he looked at Wu Ming with a hint of intimacy.
A few worthless comics can be exchanged for Nobita's favor, so the deal is certainly a good deal.
Even Wu Ming has not forgotten Doraemon. After walking out of the bookstore, he bought a lot of Dorayaki in the store opposite.
"Brother Wu, why did you buy so many dorayaki?" Looking at several large packages of dorayaki, Doraemon could no longer walk.
This fat blue man's love for Dorayaki has reached the point of being crazy.
If there is anything that one Dorayaki cannot buy, it must be two Dorayaki.
"As a good friend, you must learn to share. Then, these Dorayaki are the witness of our friendship." Without any explanation, Wu Ming stuffed several large packages of Dorayaki into Fatty Lan's hands. As for Dorayaki, friendship is the same.
What does it matter? This is not what Wu Ming needs to worry about.
"I won't say anything anymore, thank you!" Fatty Lan's eyes were blurred with tears. He took the Dorayaki tremblingly and nodded in Fan Wei's tone: "Fate, what a fate!"
"We are all good friends, so it is appropriate to give each other gifts." Wu Ming said with a hint of meaning.
Hearing these words, Fatty Lan nodded repeatedly and took something out of his pocket: "Wait a minute, I have a gift for you too."
"That's so embarrassing!" As if Grandma Wolf saw Little Red Riding Hood, greed flashed in Wu Ming's eyes.
Fatty Lan is a real person, and he deeply agrees with the saying of friends giving gifts to each other. He has no idea that this is a trap, and he is just waiting for him to jump in.
"I found it, this is it." After searching in his pocket for a while, Fatty Lan took out a scarf and hung it around Wu Ming's neck.
Wearing a scarf, Wu Ming was overjoyed and said, "Doraemon, what is this for?"
"Wrap it around your neck and you won't feel cold anymore!" Doraemon tied a beautiful bow and patted his chest with satisfaction.
Wu Ming's eyes flashed with astonishment. He glanced at this scarf and couldn't help but ask: "Are there any other uses? For example, it can make people invulnerable, make people infinitely powerful, and make people reach for the stars and the moon.
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"No..." Fatty Lan shook his head.
After a long silence, Wu Ming looked a little lonely and whispered: "Actually, this is possible!" (To be continued.)