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Pirate's Copy[Chat Group]

[[[[[novel translated by the translator]]]] BIntroduction: Boring~Pirate Saigao~ Justice in the world will be promoted by our navy! World government? Just pay for the military expenditure! Celestial Dragons? Descendants of gods usually end badly! Revolutionary Army? Your ideas are a bit naive! Pirates? Death is all! When Morn stands at the top of the world, with twelve family members following him, his final enemy is Him! .. ... Volume 02 chat group [Congratulations to "Infinite Snake" Jormungandr for joining the dimensional chat group! 】 【Come and say hello to everyone! 】 Moen: "@come my son, Whitebeard, are you alive? Or is this the world after death?" Moen: "It's really hard to accept. I obviously killed you with my own hands, but you showed up here. Really, it's a bit interesting~" Can Morne, already invincible, change other worlds in a heartbreaking moment? Let's walk together!

Copia_San · Komik
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780 Chs

Go to the future

The good times are always short-lived, and the party on the grounds of bonding with Doraemon is finally coming to an end.

 Some of the time was tight, and members who had something to do the next day returned to their own world early, leaving basically those who had plenty of time to spare.

 "By the way, Lingyue, the last time you invited Saiki Kusuo to your world, did you solve the remaining problems in your world?"

 On the grass, I felt the warm breeze blowing on my face. Although a long time had passed, the sun was still shining brightly in this space.

 "It's over. Now my world is recovering in an orderly manner. It is expected to return to the pre-apocalyptic level within fifty years. However, the individual quality of human beings is much stronger than before."

 Lingyue raised her head and looked at the white clouds in the sky, feeling very comfortable in her heart.

 When she first traveled through time, she was just a wild child who was left in the wild and unable to enter the "safe zone". If she had not joined the dimensional chat group, she would not even have the possibility of survival.

 "Actually, I've always had an idea."

 "I have it too, but it's better not to say it. It won't be fun if you say it, right?"

 Lingyue stood up, clapped her hands and shouted to everyone.

 She is going back too. The world is in ruins and waiting for improvement. At this time, she still needs to step in to take charge of the overall situation. When everything is settled, it will be her time to retire.

 Looking at Ling Yue who slowly stepped into the blue vortex and left, Moen chuckled, picked off a blade of grass and held it in his mouth.

 After another half day, only Nobita, Doraemon, Tony, Aizen, Nobita's mother and Ainz Ooal Gown were left in this small space.

 Tony and Aizen were both eyeing Doraemon's regular props, and they were puzzled as to how so many weird props appeared in this low-level energy world.

 In a certain sense, some of Doraemon's props can even cause them some trouble in this world!

 Ainz Ooal Gown had to wait until everyone left before he could take back the magic.

 Moen wanted to go to the future. He didn't forget that the purpose of coming here was to buy several highly intelligent AIs to manage the two little devils so that he and his wives could go out and play with peace of mind.

 "Doraemon, I would like to ask, will there be many highly intelligent AI robots like you in the future?"

 On this side, Tony could not suppress his inner doubts and asked Doraemon a question.

 Moen also stood up, and he was also more concerned about this issue.

 "Well, how do you put it? I don't know much about other robots, but there are countless robots with more comprehensive functions than me in the future. Tony, do you want to ask if there will be a riot of intelligent robots? That is impossible, every intelligent robot Robots all have terminals, and the terminals are in the hands of our masters. We cannot disobey the owners of the handheld terminals while complying with the law."

 Doraemon shook his head and gave his answer.

 Tony nodded clearly. It seemed that human life in the future might be more convenient and sci-fi than he imagined.

 Aizen frowned slightly, but didn't say anything.

 What he felt from Doraemon's plain tone was not the progress of mankind, but the regression of the system!

 Isn't this a slave?

 Moen didn't care so much. He slowly breathed a sigh of relief. Since there were so many intelligent robots, it would definitely not be that difficult for him to get one. He only needed to make certain modifications in the later period and he could be fully qualified to work as a nanny.

 "Should we go out? Dad should be anxious..."

 Nobita's voice was a little weak, because he found that when he said the words, his mother was completely petrified!

 "The child's father!"

 Nobi Tamako collapsed and ran towards the exit. She had forgotten that her husband was still waiting for her!

 If you find yourself missing, you will definitely call the police!

 "Then let's go out too."

 Tony and Ainz Ooal Gown looked at each other and shrugged involuntarily.

 Ainz Ooal waved his hand respectfully, and the world seemed to have entered an illusion. It gradually turned into golden light and fell in his hand, becoming a scroll again.

 Boom!

 Everyone's feet were empty, and they all landed in Nobi Nobita's room. Nobita didn't know what he stepped on, and he stumbled and rolled on the ground.

 Nobitamako bumped into the arms of a strong figure.

 "husband······"

 Nobi Tamako raised her head and saw her husband's expression of surprise, fear, and confusion. She immediately whispered in Nobi Daisuke's ear and quickly described the situation.

 "So that's it. I was still wondering why these three children didn't wake up after sleeping all day. Originally, I thought they were Doraemon's props, so I called their parents in advance and told them these things. The child has to stay here to eat, and we will wait until Doraemon comes back." Nobi Daisuke breathed a sigh of relief.

 As long as his son and wife are not missing, it will be fine. As for Nobita having some strange friends...

 That doesn't matter. To be honest, Daisuke's expectations for his son are not that high. He just needs to thrive.

 Otherwise, his name would not have the meaning of healthy growth.

 "I'm very sorry, these three children were hypnotized by me, so they can't wake up before I remove the magic." A few rays of light flickered in Ainz Ooal Gown's hand, falling on the three sleeping children. Although they They still haven't woken up, but they will wake up as soon as Ainz Ooal Gown leaves this world.

 "Then, let's say goodbye first. If we have some ideas about props, let's continue chatting in the group."

 After looking at the sky outside, Tony and Aizen nodded to each other and prepared to leave.

 Before leaving, Tony specially took out a box of old American bills and wanted the Nobi family to improve their living environment, but Nobita's parents refused.

 "You have a very good pair of parents."

 In the invisible state, Moen pursed his lips lightly and said with a smile as he looked at the Nobi couple who got up to prepare dinner for the three children who had woken up.

 Nobita nodded seriously. Although he always made his parents angry, he could feel their parents' love for him!

 "Doraemon, I want to trouble you and take me to the future."

 Seeing Nobita playing with Fat Tiger and others, Moen had a thought, and his voice was directly transmitted into Doraemon's mind.

 Doraemon glanced at the invisible Morn in surprise, and nodded after thinking for a long time.

 If Morn was a person from this world, there is no way Doraemon would agree to Morn's request. But Morn is a person from another world. Even if something goes wrong, it will not threaten this world or Nobita. , so other things have nothing to do with Doraemon.

 Avoiding the sight of those who were playing, Doraemon took Morn and jumped directly into the time and space tunnel in the desk drawer. After a burst of dizzying colorful light, Doraemon told Morn.

 They have arrived in the future of the 21st century!

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