Roaming through the world of Doraemon

However, through Miyako's story, Nobita became even more certain that even if Doraemon used the "What-If Phone Booth" to transform the current world into a magical world, there must still be real alien invaders in this real world. The relationship between the two is very subtle and sensitive. There are dozens of recorded alien visits in the Doraemon world, and even more so in certain theatrical versions, the entire plot unfolds on aliens.

This world of Doraemon is not just a simple little world; in fact, it's fraught with danger. You never know when an enemy will come from outer space, the Earth's core, or the past or future to cause you trouble.

Appendix: The Demon World Adventure arc roughly concludes here. Actually, towards the middle and later stages of the Demon World Adventure arc, some bastard took it and wrote it—yes, a bastard! He didn't write any of the plot points I provided, but he just kept going off on his own. My original plan was that Dr. Full Moon and Medusa would die fighting the Great Demon King, and Miyako and Nobita would return to the real world. After the revision, Miyako would join Nobita's harem. But this guy wrote it according to the original plot, omitting everything I provided, and leaving many plot holes unfilled. The fact that Nobita himself was the hero from the ancient times wasn't clearly explained. Defeating the Demon King required Fatty's magic power, and Full Moon and Medusa sacrificed themselves to provide that power. Sigh, I won't go on, it's all tears. Actually, I was very confident when I first started writing this book because the performance from the start to the release was excellent, and all the readers were very supportive. But after the release, the subscriptions really weren't enough to support me. At its peak... I only got about a thousand subscribers, even with the website heavily blocking and popping up ads, so I handed it over to another author to write. I was still paying them, but I didn't expect to be ripped off by this author. They just disappeared without even telling me about the lost work. It's incredibly frustrating. After "The Great Adventure in the Demon Realm," I was planning to write about the Iron Legion, colonizing their planet, and launching a counterattack. Why are they always bullying us? We, 917, will fight them too! Magic versus robot civilization. But now it seems impractical. I'll leave this book here and pick it up again when I have time. If any readers want a sequel, I can give it to you, and all the income is yours, as long as there's a perfect ending.

Below, I'll share some in-depth analyses of "New Adventure in the Demon World" from the internet: These are speculations I saw in the comments section of the Bilibili movie version, regarding what exactly happened in the scientific dimension hidden behind the main magical dimension of "New Adventure in the Demon World":

Nobita and Doraemon use the "What-If Phone Booth" to enter the magical world—Nobita and Doraemon on the magical side enter the scientific world. (This episode appears in a TV special.)

The Church of the Full Moon Priest—a research institute on a mountain. (At the beginning of the movie, before entering the magical world)

(The following is speculation based on the scientific aspects not shown in the film.)

Gian and Suneo are attacked, and Miyako saves them with a flying carpet—they were attacked by aliens, and Miyako saved them in a car.

When Miyako was a child, she was seriously ill. Her mother summoned a demon to sacrifice herself—her mother made a deal with aliens, cooperating with the aliens' modification experiments, and the aliens saved Miyako's life.

Find the "Journey to the Demon Realm," and the six of them travel to the Demon Realm on a flying carpet. Miyako finds a flight map in a spaceship left by aliens, and Magic Doraemon repairs the spaceship. The six of them then board the spaceship to start a new adventure.

Moonlight can break magic—there is a special electromagnetic wave on the moon that can disrupt alien technology.

The raid on Dracula's Castle failed—Dora the Magical One used invisibility to help them launch a sneak attack, but was discovered by a detector and escaped. Alien guards pursued them, using machines to detect and capture them. Miyako picked up alien equipment to fight back, giving Nobita the magical items she had obtained from Doraemon so he could escape.

The death of Miyako's mother—her body, modified by aliens, could not withstand the special electromagnetic waves of the moon.

Chapter 3 The Ultimate Math Competition (Part 1) (Uncertain, will be free in two days)

On his way to school, Nobita held Miyako's letter and thought about many things. Since he came to this world, he had experienced one comeback after another, and he had become known to many people through drawing comics. However, in this vast world, his achievements seemed insignificant. Without Doraemon's gadgets, he could probably be annihilated in an instant by any character in a movie.

In this complex world, Doraemon alone will always be in a passive state. If you don't look for your own existence within yourself, external things will eventually leave you. Relying on others is always comfortable, but prolonged comfort is fatal.

Doraemon comes from the future. Throughout the story, Doraemon was often not by Nobita's side when Nobita was in danger. Although I have become Nobita now, it doesn't mean that I have Nobita's protagonist halo and can always turn bad luck into good. If I believed in this superstition, I probably wouldn't even survive a single movie in this world.

However, now that I've been exposed to the magic world, I believe that as long as I make good use of Doraemon's gadgets and plan carefully, I won't have to worry about not gaining anything in this world. After all, coming to this world is a gain in itself, and it would be too useless not to try.

The cherry blossoms in April were in full bloom, and the intoxicating fragrance of the flowers wafted in the wind. Walking along this path that he had walked countless times, Nobita's mind gradually calmed down. The school was just around the corner!

"Nobita, you're here so early today!" Shizuka's voice came quietly from not far behind Nobita before he hadn't gone far.

"Hmm, Shizuka, you're here quite early too. Did you get a good rest last night?" Nobita asked with concern, noticing Shizuka's slightly tired expression.

"I don't know what happened last night, but I kept having a dream about a magical world. In that magical world, a few of us went to a place called the Demon Realm to help the Earthlings. We also encountered some strange monsters and other things, but I can't remember them now." Shizuka frowned as she recounted the contents of her dream to Nobita, but her narration was very fragmented, and the whole dream was in segments.

Nobita patiently listened as Shizuka poured out her dream from the previous night, bit by bit. He knew that the parallel world created by the phone booth prop was not without influence on the people involved in the whole event, only to varying degrees. Shizuka's situation was ultimately manifested in fragments of her dream, while the others probably wouldn't even have dreams anymore. It seemed that the phone booth prop was not as simple as he had imagined.

"By the way, Nobita, do you know that the schedule for this year's Tokyo Metropolitan Mathematics Competition has been released? I heard from my dad that this year's competition is just as fierce as any other year. I also heard that there will be a special showdown, which is being called the strongest competition ever. I wonder if you're ready, Nobita?"

Shizuka told Nobita everything she had heard from his parents. She seemed to be taking the competition much more seriously than Nobita himself, as if she were participating in a fierce battle herself.

"It's alright. I think if I give it my all in my current state, I should be able to get a pretty good ranking. Then I can show you, Shizuka, that our school also has real math geniuses!"

Looking at Shizuka's anxious expression, Nobita teased her with a smile, saying that if Izuka Sugi was a genius in this world, then he hadn't been since he came to this world. He didn't believe that he, a college student from a top university, couldn't beat a group of elementary school students from 1980s Japan.

"It's good that you have confidence. In my heart, Nobita has always been the best and hardest working one!" Nobita's energetic reply made Shizuka feel like Nobita was shining brightly. In the small group of Gian and Suneo, Shizuka's feelings for Nobita were probably different from those for Gian and Suneo. They were mysterious and innocent.

On a spring morning, Japanese elementary school students get up very early. Spring is the beginning of vitality for all things in Japanese culture, a time of renewal. Everyone seems very energetic. Nobita's classroom is already full of students even before class starts, bustling and lively.

When the spring bell rang, I, Cheng Rongyilang, walked to the podium with a smile on my face, carrying a document, as if I had something to announce to the whole class.

"Today, our school received a document from the Tokyo Metropolitan Government's education authorities informing us that our school has been selected as a strong seed team for this year's Tokyo Metropolitan Mathematics Competition. This honor is entirely due to Nobita Nobi's diligent performance in the preliminary mathematics competition. Please give Nobita Nobi a round of applause for his hard work!"

I must say I am very happy for Nobita, this miraculous student. In all my years at this school, it is rare to find such a shining gem. For an educator, the greatest honor is to produce accomplished students.

Under my leadership, Cheng Rongyilang's call, the students in the class also knew what this competition had brought to the school and the class. If the Tokyo (Norde Zhao) Mathematics Competition were in the previous life, it would be equivalent to the advanced mathematics Olympiad. Being able to achieve good results in it would make one a top student and a genius. Everyone knew this clearly. Envy, admiration and respect were intertwined in the hearts of everyone in the class.

"Nobita, although you're representing our class in this competition, I still have a few words of advice for you. I've heard that there are many strong opponents in this competition. Not only that, the organizers have also announced that we'll be competing against foreign math teams. Based on our past experiences playing against foreign teams, the situation is extremely challenging!"

P.S.: I've finished writing down the jokes from the math competition. There's another really touching joke from the competition that everyone saw at the time, and I'll include it in this math competition later!!!

Chapter Four: The Ultimate Math Competition (Part Two) (Free in two days)

The match lineup solemnly announced by Ichiro Seiichiro left Nobita feeling truly helpless. He never expected that the determination of the Japanese people in foreign competitions at this time would be so astonishing. Thinking about it, it's no wonder. After World War II, the Japanese were the underlings of Europe and America for most of the century. Now that their economy has finally developed, the rebellious spirit in their national character is constantly itching at the Japanese people's self-esteem.

Looking at his classmates around him, all pounding on their desks and looking as excited as if they'd been injected with chicken blood, Da Xiong knew that this competition probably wouldn't be so simple. After all, it's not like you can just slap the faces of Europeans and Americans and they'll shamelessly offer themselves up for you to enjoy. If they're so high now, they might not know the pain when they get slapped back later.

Holding the competition list that I, Cheng Rongyilang, gave me, Da Xiong felt that the process of this exam was not much different from the International Mathematical Olympiad. According to the competition process, this competition was a 06-day event with a time limit of eight hours. There were five questions, and usually, each question was more difficult than the last, testing one's ability to apply mathematical elements. Although there were only five simple questions, he could not be careless in the face of competitors from the entire Tokyo area.

Similar to the International Mathematical Olympiad, this competition is like a preliminary round of the Olympiad. The requirements for the participants' mathematical knowledge will not be too in-depth or demanding. What the competition really needs are participants with imaginative thinking and good mathematical ability. Although I may not be as good as these amazing elementary school students to some extent, I am, after all, a top student from a science university. My perspective determines my level of understanding, so I should not feel too much pressure in dealing with this competition.

The Tokyo Metropolitan Mathematics Competition has been held for many years and countless sessions. Although this regional-level mathematics competition is not very well-known, the math whizzes selected by Tokyo, the capital of Japan, are always the top contenders for the Japanese team in the International Mathematical Olympiad. They are invincible and incredibly successful. Of course, Nobita does not want to miss this opportunity to establish himself in the world and fully prove his strength.

On the morning of the competition, the whole family got up much earlier than usual, and everyone had a bright smile on their face. Today, their son was going to participate in the Tokyo Metropolitan Mathematics Competition, which symbolized a competition for geniuses. This competition would surely show the whole family a different Nobita.

Nobita opened the window in front of his desk, and the spring sunshine, along with a hint of intoxicating cherry blossom fragrance, wafted into the small room. Gently raising his head to feel the warm spring sunshine and taking a deep breath of the scented breeze, Nobita knew that today would definitely be a fruitful day.

Da Xiong walked downstairs with steady steps and found that the whole family's mood was very harmonious today. No, it was more like an awkwardness that was different from usual. Looking at the whole family sitting around the dining table, all looking at him, Da Xiong felt a deep sense of something different.

"Mom, Nobita's ability to participate in the Tokyo Math Competition today is definitely a testament to the excellent genes he inherited from the Nobi family."

As usual, Nobi Shinsuke sat at the dining table with the newspaper he had just received that morning, pretending to read it, but his mind was not on the newspaper at all. When he saw Nobita coming down the stairs, he laughed and proudly exclaimed to Nobi Tamako.

"You're talking nonsense. I've always been in charge of Nobita's upbringing and education." Nobi Tamako nonchalantly placed a piece of meat on Nobita's father's plate and gave Nobi Shinsuke a deep look.

Daxin watched as his parents praised him, one sentence at a time. But what he didn't know was that although the couple didn't mention anything else, they still had some concerns about Daxin's participation in the competition. They just didn't show it too obviously. Instead, they quietly encouraged and supported Daxin, fully demonstrating the love of a simple Japanese family for their child.

The relaxed state of his parents made Nobita feel at ease. Although he had been reborn, the harmonious and warm feeling of his family made Nobita feel indescribably comfortable. Perhaps this is what family love feels like.

Nobita, carrying the hopes of Nobita and his wife, opened the front door of their house and walked towards the National Stadium under the Ministry of Education. Nobita and his wife sat at the dining table without saying a word, seemingly indifferent to Nobita's exam that day. However, after Nobita left, the two stood at the front door, gazing at the silhouette that Doraemon was chasing for a long time. This was the silent and unspoken love in this small family.

The National Martial Arts Stadium is located in the bustling city center. Doraemon and Nobita changed trains twice and quickly arrived at the destination of the competition, a huge egg-shaped building standing in front of them—the National Stadium.

From a distance, the two didn't think much of 917, but upon closer inspection, they were immediately awestruck by the grandeur of the magnificent building. Such a large stadium could easily accommodate 50,000 spectators for a sports event. It was unexpected that Tokyo had gone to such lengths to host the event in such a place; it seemed that the government was placing far greater emphasis on this competition than ever before.

"Nobi Nobita, Nobi Nobita, Nobi Nobita..."

"Wow, Nobita, look! It's Shizuka, Suneo, and Gian!" Following Doraemon's voice, Nobita saw Shizuka and the others holding banners and using paper megaphones to cheer for him at the entrance of the stadium. What was most bizarre was that next to Suneo, there was a life-sized robot waving its fist and following behind Suneo and the others, shouting its own name.

"What on earth are these people up to?"

(To be honest, I really can't write anymore. I haven't written in a long time, and my hands are completely rusty. I feel like I'm going to burst just writing this little bit. If you want to see the outline and the ending, type 1 in the book review section. If you want to continue reading the details, type 2. But I can't guarantee that there will be normal updates. I will take action after I see this.)

Chapter 5 The Ultimate Math Competition (Part 3)

The encounters between people are always changing little by little, unintentionally, at different times and in different places.

Since transmigrating to this world and becoming Nobita, he is no longer the pitiful kid from the anime he watched as a child who could only cry and look for Doraemon. Instead, he is a capable person who can stand on his own, as evidenced by the fact that Suneo, Gian, and others came to cheer him on with a banner today.

If this had happened a long time ago, it would definitely be Hideaki Dekisugi standing here receiving cheers today. This grand event would have absolutely nothing to do with Nobita. Perhaps Nobita has never had the concept of competition in his life. After all, he is still himself and has nothing to do with that punching bag he remembers.

"Nobita, you're amazing! I never thought you'd be representing the school in the competition today!" Shizuka walked straight up to Nobita, looking extremely happy, as if she were the one competing today.

Following the familiar voice, Nobita saw Shizuka standing in the crowd wearing a snow-white dress with cherry blossoms printed on the hem. She looked as fresh and clean as an enchanting fairy in the spring breeze. If you could describe Shizuka in one word, it would be 'pure'.

"I never expected to participate in this kind of competition. Maybe it's just luck." After experiencing the trials of a world, Nobita's attitude towards this competition has become much calmer. After all, he may face one world-ending disaster after another in the future. No matter how good he is at math competitions, they can only be a highlight in his life.

"Nobita, your strength isn't luck..." Shizuka said sheepishly, clutching the hem of her clothes.

As they were talking, Suneo was having a great time fiddling with a cube-shaped box, and the most amazing thing was that the robot next to him was jumping up and down as if it were wound up, waving a flag with its own name on it.

Looking at the gray-black robot, Nobita felt a sense of familiarity, as if he had seen it somewhere before. However, what surprised Nobita was that in 1980s Japan, there was such a flexible robot. It was truly cutting-edge technology. If he wasn't mistaken, it should be the amazing device created by his mechanically gifted cousin.

Such robots, whose mobility is almost indistinguishable from that of real people, are probably only manufactured by certain large foreign companies in the 21st century. Japan already had them in the 1980s. It seems that Suneo's family is not as naive as I thought. The Honekawa family does indeed have its own unique system in the Japanese business world.

"Nobita, look! I brought the latest robot, Miklos, to cheer you on. This robot is the only one of its kind in Japan! You're sure to get first place today and bring glory to our school. You know, I'm the richest person in Japan, and you have the most brilliant mind. If we work together, we'll definitely conquer this competition!"

Suneo, controlling the robot, grinned excitedly, displaying the same inexplicable confidence and constant flattery, as if he believed that if Nobita succeeded in this competition, Suneo would also be number one.

Compared to Shizuka and Suneo, Gian seemed much more reserved and didn't say much. After all, Gian's strength was such that he could easily defeat Gian in any aspect. Gian had always been a bully who preyed on the weak and feared the strong, or rather, someone who admired the strong. If you beat him into submission and made him afraid, he would acknowledge and admire you. This was true in both the adult and child worlds, especially in the 1980s, a time when Japan was in a precarious position, where heroes had to stand out and be powerful.

"Alright, it's almost time for the competition, everyone hurry up and get into the venue." Doraemon pulled an old-fashioned pocket watch out of his pocket, checked the time, and hurriedly urged everyone to enter the venue.

Upon entering the venue, Nobita was surprised to find that it was surprisingly large, unlike anything he had ever been to before. The entire venue was three-dimensional, with a huge platform in the center. People sitting on the platform could clearly see the performances of the people on the platform. With such a large venue, it was estimated that it could accommodate 50,000 people at a time. The Ministry of Education had really gone all out for this competition.

Looking at the whole venue, the competition was held on the ground floor open-air platform. The entire venue was relatively transparent, allowing those on top to see the development and progress of the competition below, while those inside could not feel the noise outside. This ingenuity was evident in the interplay between the inside and outside.

Under the watchful eyes of his friends, Nobita calmly took his number and went to his assigned spot to take the test, waiting for the exam to begin.

Ding~

A crisp signal bell rang throughout the venue. The instructors distributed the answer sheets for this competition that would determine the future of Japan's geniuses, and everyone present looked extremely serious.

"**32931, what pattern do you find in the number?" Examining the question on the answer sheet, Da Xiong smiled. This kind of question in the Japanese finals is really interesting. This question thoroughly and comprehensively tests the evolution of logical reasoning and dialectical ability.

If an average elementary school student were to encounter this problem, they would probably be driven to tears. After all, even using elementary or more advanced knowledge wouldn't be enough to solve the problem's pattern. The more you know at a certain level, the more cumbersome it becomes, and the less likely you are to prove the pattern. However, this problem isn't particularly difficult for Nobita; it might not even be considered an appetizer.

"A sequence of prime numbers!"

With a few quick movements, Nobita instantly grasped the deeper meaning of the question. After understanding the questioner's core thinking, he realized that the answer was simply a product of dissecting the question. Nobita smiled knowingly.

Let's look at the second set of questions: "A square is divided into four rectangles by two line segments. The sum of the perimeters of the four rectangles is 18 decimeters..."

"Heh, a sea of ​​verification questions, trying to overwhelm test takers with verification steps, but it won't work on me!"

Nobita's pen moved across the paper with graceful strokes, flowing smoothly like a mountain stream. In less than twenty minutes, he had finished the exam paper. Looking at the time, he saw there were still two hours left...

Chapter Six: The Ultimate Math Competition (Part Four)

The competition, which had lasted for several hours, was suddenly compressed into less than half an hour by Da Xiong. The remaining time was lonely for Da Xiong. With one hand on the table, he looked at the candidates around him who were biting their pens and struggling with the questions. Da Xiong felt a secret sense of satisfaction. Then he saw that Mu Shan was frowning and looking very serious. He probably hadn't even finished the first set of questions yet.

Actually, Nobita could have easily blew the exam in five minutes with just a Doraemon computer pencil. But think about it, he already had a cheat code to take the exam, and with the addition of high technology, he wouldn't give this generation of Japanese geniuses a chance to survive. I wonder if seeing his own triumphant performance would make him doubt his own life.

"Ah, Doraemon, why did Nobita stop writing!" Shizuka, sitting on the high platform, was staring at Nobita when she suddenly saw him stop doing his homework and was startled.

"Yeah, why did Nobita stop? Dekisugi is still there!" Suneo looked up when he heard Shizuka's voice and said with suspicion.

"Look carefully, Nobita didn't stop writing because he couldn't continue, he finished..." Doraemon pulled out several high-powered binoculars from his pocket and handed them to Shizuka, Suneo, and the others, stroking his whiskers as he said with a smile.

If we were to say who understands Nobita the least since he came into this world, it would be Doraemon, and it would also be Doraemon who understands Nobita the most. The reason he understands Nobita the least is because the Nobita we know now is fundamentally different from the Nobita we know from his future self. The reason he understands Nobita the most is because he spends every day with Nobita. Doraemon knows Nobita's strengths, his confidence, and his pride.

"Report, paper submitted!"

Nobita slammed his hand on the red button on the corner of the table. With a buzz, the examiner received the signal, and then all eyes in the room focused on Nobita.