The pet I raised comes from the second dimension.

While posing, Donas was practically drooling, clearly showing her strong appetite for razor clams.

Having never eaten meat and adhering to vegetarianism, Donas is undoubtedly a small animal protector among the Doro clan.

Eating dragon meat from another world is to rid the people of a scourge;
Eating cicadas is a quick death for the little insects whose days are numbered.

Right now, I'm craving razor clams...

Alvin couldn't help but wonder what Donas's knowledge of shellfish would be.

Crouching down next to Donas, Alvin pointed to the small sandpit and said with a smile, "Isn't this the little monster's cave? Come and smell it, see if I'm right?"

"Where is it?" Upon hearing this, Donas immediately rushed towards the sandpit and took a deep breath.

The head hovered above the small hole.
The tip of its nose emitted a sound like a metal detector, indicating the airflow in and out.
Donas focused intently on distinguishing the scents.

Doro are not dogs; they just look like pink dogs. In reality, they are pink-haired, white-furred anime-style creatures.

With a sense of smell less sensitive than that of dogs, Donas only confirmed by sniffing that the deep sand pit in front of her was also the nest of a small "monster".

As for whether it's the one we just discovered...

Never mind!
Monsters, they're all bad, it doesn't matter which one you eliminate.

Thinking it over, Donas knelt on the beach and dug with all her might with her claws.

Digging is a natural strength of the Doro.

In no time, Donas dug a deep pit large enough to hold a large winter melon, but she could not see the end of the clam burrow.

"The little monster was hiding so deep?"

Donas muttered incredulously.

The harder the prey was to catch, the more interested Donas became, and she continued to search deeper into the sand cave with complete focus...

at the same time.

Dorothy and Doraemon kept a distance of more than ten meters.
The two little ones picked up seashells one after another and handed them over to someone (Huang Musong) to help preserve them.

Doro is lucky; silly Doro is blessed with good fortune and always manages to find complete and beautiful seashells.

Dorothy's luck was so-so; most of the seashells she found were broken, pretty but incomplete.

As you walk further forward, you get closer to the sea.

Dorothy suddenly spotted something glittering in the distance. Without hesitation, she threw away the broken seashell she had just picked up and ran towards the glitter, curious about what it might be.

Follow the light source forward.

Dorothy quickly arrived at the flashing spot.
After figuring out what it was, he sighed helplessly.

A glass bottle half-buried in the sand, its body mottled and covered with traces of time's erosion, its mouth cracked as if it had been gnawed by the waves countless times.

"Huh? A glass bottle, how boring!" Dorothy muttered to herself in disappointment.

Having teamed up with Dorothy to collect trash, Dorothy knows that the average price for recycling a whole glass bottle is 0.3 yuan.

This particular bottle, which has been buried under the sand for a long time due to being washed by the waves, has a severely damaged mouth.

I doubt anyone would buy it even for 0.1 yuan.

Having made a wasted trip, Dorothy kicked the bottle in frustration, intending to vent her anger a few more times.

But before he could kick out the second time,
"Wow!"

Dorothy suddenly screamed, her cry piercing the air above the beach, startling even the seabirds into taking flight.

Three tentacles emerged from the bottle opening and adhered to Dorothy's shoes.

Dorothy had ordered squid at a barbecue, but she had never seen an octopus before and was immediately frightened by the monstrous tentacles of the octopus.

Hearing his companion's cry of alarm, Dorothy, without even bothering to take the newly found seashell to someone for safekeeping, immediately abandoned his prize and ran to Dorothy.

"what's wrong?"

Worried that his companions might be in danger, Dorothy ran and shouted, asking Dorothy what had happened.

"There's a monster!"

Dorothy swung her legs as she answered.

Thank goodness I put on shoes.
Otherwise, given Dorothy's courage, she would probably be so frightened by the octopus that she would roll around on the spot.

Doraemon came to his companions' side.

It turned out to be just a small octopus's tentacle wrapped around Dorothy's shoe.

It let out a long sigh, pinched the octopus's tentacles, and threw them far away.

In fact, the octopus's fear was stronger than Dorothy's.

Because the glass bottle is the little octopus's sanctuary!

When its dwelling is attacked, the little octopus mistakenly believes it has encountered a natural enemy, and its tentacles clinging to Dorothy's shoes is a survival instinct.

With Dorothy's help, she gets rid of the little octopus. Dorothy takes a deep breath to calm herself down and gradually realizes that her reaction seems a bit exaggerated.

Her cheeks flushed.
Dorothy smiled sheepishly at Dorothy, "Was my reaction too much?"

"It's okay! If it were me, I might scream too!" Dorothy nuzzled her cheek against Dorothy's to comfort her.

The two little ones then bent down again to pick up seashells...

Having collected enough seashells to make a necklace, Doraemon's interest in the seashells gradually faded.

All eyes were on the glass bottle. Doro dug it out to see if it had any recycling value. Unfortunately...
The glass bottle is damaged.
Almost half of the bottom of the bottle was leaking.

Having determined that the bottle had no value for recycling or selling, Doro ran off to the coastal road and threw the waste bottle into a trash can.

I watched as Doraemon ran off to throw away the glass bottle.
Huang Musong suddenly paused,

Two fragments of memories related to the Doro resurfaced in his mind.

[Scene 1: You bring Doraemon to the beach. Regarding the suggestion to release a message in a bottle, you choose to refuse, and Doraemon ultimately does not release the bottle into the sea, with no further consequences. Alternatively, you support the suggestion to release the bottle, and Doraemon successfully releases it into the sea, which will lead to an "if" event in the future.]

[Scene 2: You bring Dorothy to the beach. Regarding... this will lead to an "if" event in the future.]

[Scene 3: You bring Donas to the beach. Regarding... this will lead to an "if" event in the future.]

Three memories

Each option presents two conflicting choices.

One type of suggestion is to prevent the three little ones from throwing messages in bottles into the sea; the other type is to encourage Doraemon, Dorothy, and Donas to throw messages in bottles.

Furthermore, the content written on the letter inside the bottle varies.
The final rewards will also be different.

Encouraging doro to send messages in bottles without knowing what the outcome will be involves an element of gambling.

If the feedback is slightly poor, wouldn't that be asking for trouble?

of course,

There is also a 50% probability of receiving positive feedback.
This wave of choices is truly reminiscent of Schrödinger's cat.

(P.S.: The above is only the protagonist's thought process. The author guarantees that the "what if" events will be good, such as - Donas meeting Pina.)
Unsure of what to do, Huang Musong decided to give the choice to the doro, letting the three little guys decide for themselves whether or not to make a message in a bottle...

Walking straight towards Doraemon, Huang Musong waved to it and asked as he approached, "We've come to the beach today, are you interested in making a message in a bottle?"

"Message in a bottle? What's that? Is it like in fairy tales, where you write a note and put it in the sea?" Doro asked with a mix of anticipation and doubt, her dirty little face filled with longing.

A pair of big, bright eyes,
Doraemon looked up and stared at the person.
It was clearly quite interested in the message in the bottle.

Huang Musong nodded, agreeing with Duoluo's guess, and wiped away the sand particles that had gotten on its little face and hair.

Having confirmed the purpose of the message in the bottle, Doro immediately ran to pick up the seashell that he had temporarily discarded to save Dorothy, and excitedly returned to the person's side.

"Here~"

"These were just found!"

"Let's use these seashells to make a message in a bottle..."

As he spoke, Doraemon piled the seashells into a small mound and summoned a hammer to try and smash them.

Huang Musong thought that Duoluo didn't fully understand the meaning of the message in a bottle.

He quickly stopped Doraemon from destroying the seashell.
After all, the seashells that Doraemon collected were quite pretty.

"The message in a bottle is a glass bottle, just like the one you threw away earlier, but the difference is that it is more durable in terms of material and craftsmanship."

"Dorak, you..."

Before Huang Musong could finish speaking,

Doro raised his blue and white hammer again.

It mustered all its strength, closed its eyes tightly, and slammed down.

"Click."
As the sound of the seashell cracking rang out, Huang Musong was so astonished that he was speechless for a long time.

A small pile of seashells that had been smashed by Doraemon's hammer miraculously reformed into a glass bottle?
Could it be!
Huang Musong then realized that Doraemon was not deliberately damaging the seashell, but rather making good use of the hammer's new function.

"Hee~"

Surprised by the success, Doraemon proudly raised his head and said smugly, "To maintain the body shape that people like the most, I've given the hammer a new ability! People, isn't my hammer amazing? Isn't it awesome?"

Saying,

Doro raised the hammer.

After showing it off, he held it tightly in his arms.

This hammer is one of the most precious tools in Doraemon's mind!

In terms of functionality, besides being able to attack bad guys, it previously had a feature that could 'improve the mood of attacked targets who were in a bad mood'. (This ability to improve mood has been almost never used so far.)
Single analysis initial function,
The original hammer was far inferior to the ukulele or rocking horse.

But now, the hammer has been given a new feature, and its attributes are simply incredible!

The transformation from seashells to glass bottles involves changes in molecular structure, spanning multiple processes such as crushing, melting, and molding.

From a scientific perspective, the process of a seashell turning into glass in an instant is something that modern science simply cannot prove.

I was deeply shocked by the new power of Doro's hammer.
Huang Musong quickly regained his senses.
He first sincerely praised Doraemon.

"Dora is amazing!"

Enjoying the praise, Doro smiled brightly and looked even more pleased, happily putting away the hammer and picking up the message in a bottle.

"Hey, let's get back to the car and write the letter."

Doraemon couldn't wait to express what he was thinking about at that moment...

Having been startled by the little octopus, Dorothy's interest in collecting seashells had waned, and she was now eavesdropping on the conversation between humans and Doraemon.

what?
Doraemon wants to throw a message in a bottle into the ocean!
This seems quite interesting! (End of Chapter)