The world of Doraemon is itself blocked by time and space, and is a relatively restrained world. Tian Lai Novel | 2
In the evaluation of the Lord God, this world needs to be escaped, otherwise it will sink forever and belong to a world without relief.
Now, the Space-Time Management Bureau suddenly appears, which makes Wu Ming have to think, this is not a way to escape.
If so, can he follow the supervisor and leave this world and return to his own time and space?
"Hehehehehe..."
A ferocious laughter came from the cracks in time and space, and a behemoth ten thousand meters high was trying to squeeze in through the cracks.
Seen from below, this supervisor is incredibly tall. Even with a pair of leather shoes on his feet, he is as big as an aircraft carrier.
For comparison, Ultraman Tiga is only 45 meters tall, which is equivalent to the height of a fifteen-story building.
Under the feet of this supervisor, Ultraman Tiga, who fights monsters every day, is just like the buttons on his leather shoes.
Needless to say, this supervisor didn't have to do anything. He just stepped down and could crush the shit out of Ultraman Tiga. The two sides were not on the same level at all.
"Doraemon, the Inspector is so big, you can't buy him with more than a dozen bags of Dorayaki, right?" A dozen bags of Dorayaki can be eaten by a man with a big belly, let alone the Inspector who is 10,000 meters tall.
Already.
Wu Ming now wondered whether Fatty Lan was bragging about how big the Dorayaki must be for the other party to eat in one bite.
"I'm not lying to you. The Inspector you see now belongs to the Inspector B-type mecha. The driver hasn't come out yet." Fatty Lan couldn't stand the contempt and quickly introduced it.
Upon hearing such words, Wu Ming's eyes narrowed.
This big guy is the Inspector B-type mecha, so obviously, it also has titles like A-type mecha and S-type mecha.
I don't know what the combat effectiveness of this thing is, but considering its size, it should be very powerful.
Wu Ming remembered clearly that among the high-level missions, there was a technological world called Temos, which offered a reward for finding the lost Eglas civilization, and the reward was a planet destroyer mecha.
From this point of view, in the world of high-level technology, these assault mechas responsible for combat should have power that is not weaker than other systems.
"Doraemon, what is the combat effectiveness of this thing?" Wu Ming asked Fatty Lan with the purpose of knowing himself and the enemy.
Fatty Lan is well-informed and is still a good friend with the supervisor. He immediately explained: "It's very powerful. It can destroy the solar system easily. It has the power to withstand planetary explosions."
With immortal-level combat power, Wu Ming felt that he had escaped Xiami's fate and was officially promoted to Xiaoyu.
Now, when he heard that this thing could destroy the solar system, Wu Ming knew that it was better for him, a little fish, to sneak into the village quietly, otherwise it would be a pity to be eaten by a big fish.
"Hey, I stopped eating silt and started eating small shrimps instead. Then I met a big fish when I went out. I still feel sad!" Wu Ming sighed in his heart and stopped thinking about these sad problems.
Here, while Wu Ming was talking to Fatty Lan, the supervisor's mecha also made new moves.
I don’t know if it’s because the resistance in Doraemon’s world was too high, so the supervisor mecha gave up trying to enter by force, with golden light emitting from its eyes.
The two golden lights merged together, forcibly breaking through the limitations of time, space and dimensions, forming something similar to an ascension channel, as if someone was coming.
"When the young man left home and his boss came back, his local accent remained unchanged and he became fat!"
In the golden passage, a loud voice came, just like a secret signal.
Fatty Blue took a step forward, took a deep breath, and replied: "Children who don't know each other smile and ask Fatty who you are!"
"Fat man!" A golden light suddenly appeared in the passage, and a one-meter-tall, chubby golden bear appeared.
"Fat man!" Fatty Lan's eyes were filled with tears, and he opened his arms to welcome him.
A chubby, furry little bear.
A chubby, blue robot cat.
The two hugged each other, feeling an inexplicable sense of joy, which was in sharp contrast to the Inspector mecha that was stuck in unknown time and space and could not break in.
"Fat Cat, you are making it difficult for me. Someone has complained about you, saying that you disturb the order of time and space!" The golden bear patted Fatty Lan on the shoulder and said with sincerity.
Hearing this, Fatty Lan glanced at Nobita secretly and whispered: "Fat Bear, I didn't mean it. You also know that I'm in a difficult situation here!"
The meeting turned into a complaint. Fatty Blue shook the fat bear's paw and acted coquettishly. He looked like I was innocent.
It's a pity that Fat Bear knew that Doraemon was a habitual offender, so he spoke unambiguously and said, "Come on, I've caught you many times and I haven't seen you repent. This time, hum!"
Fat Bear spoke in an official tone, pretending that I was a public servant of the people.
A look of pain flashed across Fatty Lan's face, he dug out his pocket again and again, and said distressedly: "Don't say anything, ten bags of Dorayaki, you can settle this matter for me!"
"Fifty bags, don't ask for anything less." Fat Bear was businesslike and didn't leave any room for negotiation.
On the side, Wu Ming watched a fat bear bargaining with a fat cat, feeling vaguely about to collapse.
Sure enough, the anime world is the anime world, and I really don’t care about rationality.
Such a majestic existence as the Time and Space Monitor is no match for fifty bags of Dorayaki. There is nothing more bizarre than this.
"Fat Bear, I only have thirty bags of Dorayaki. I've been saving these for a long time. Just show your respect!"
After a long stalemate, even with fifty bags of Dorayaki, Fatty Lan still didn't take them out.
Fat Bear also had a look of helplessness on his face, patted Fat Blue on the shoulder, and sighed: "Fat Cat, we have been friends for so many years, and we don't want to say anything anymore. I will give you this face..."
After confiscating thirty bags of dorayaki, Fat Xiong narrowed his eyes happily, and then he noticed Wu Ming and the others beside him.
Seeing Wu Ming and Nobita, Fat Bear coughed twice, put on a majestic look, and said: "Universe Management Bureau, subordinate Space-Time Management Branch, subordinate t48 universe, subordinate s955 special space, subordinate gp73 Galaxy, subordinate 1976 Time Supervision
Winnie, nice to meet you!"
A series of lists of subordinates made Wu Ming's head spin.
He only noticed one thing, that is, this fat bear who calls himself Winnie is really related to the management of the universe and is a member of the Space-Time Management Branch.
1976 timeline, if Wu Ming guessed correctly, the story of Doraemon was born in 1976.
No wonder, Fatty Lan often uses the time machine, but has never been caught.
The supervisors on this timeline turned a blind eye to Fatty Lan and didn't say anything when they were in charge. Who among the county officials above would worry about such a trivial matter.
"According to Winnie the Pooh, there is more than one universe under the management of the Space Management Bureau. Otherwise, there would not be a subordinate called the t48 universe. It seems that a space-time management branch can chase the main god's space chaos.
Bite. This Universe Management Bureau itself is probably no less powerful than the main world of prehistoric times and the great world of chaos!"
Seeing the leopard through the tube, Wu Ming vaguely saw from the other party's statement the behemoth lurking in the unknown and at the top of the food chain.
Compared to the Space Management Bureau, the Inspector Pooh who appeared today is just an insignificant figure in the Time Management Branch.
Even for such a small person, the pressure on Wu Ming was huge. It is hard to imagine what a prosperous scene it would be like inside the real Universe Management Bureau.
Needless to say, there are so many immortals walking around the world, and the giants are not as good as dogs, only the saints can shake them off. This phenomenon may be inevitable.
Otherwise, the Space Management Bureau, which manages countless universes and sits high in the clouds, will become a company.
"Damn it, no wonder even the reincarnation watch stopped here. Emotions are within the scope of the Space and Time Administration. I don't know when I, a little fish, will be able to rush to the sea and become a member of the top of the food chain!"
Looking at Pooh in front of him, Wu Ming seemed to see the Space Management Bureau in an unknown place, and whispered: "That feeling must be great!" (To be continued.)