Roaming through the world of Doraemon

"How is this possible? We protest! How can there be 101 points in this competition!"

"Exactly, we're protesting! There must be something fishy going on!"

"The competition is trampling on the dignity of us test takers, using our achievements to highlight the brilliance of Nobita Nobi!"

The candidates below also erupted in excitement. A perfect score was already outrageous enough. Having taken the test before, they knew how difficult it was. They had already given their all to get their current score. They never expected the first place winner to be 101 points. What else could this be but a conspiracy?

"Everyone, please calm down. I'm sure you're all excited to hear these results, and I understand your emotions. Even I, seeing this exam paper, couldn't believe the outcome. However, there's an annotation on this paper that I believe will be of great interest to everyone." The host flipped over the last sealed exam paper and asked someone to project it onto the screen in the hall, using the latest projection technology (essentially the projector we used in elementary school).

"The staff put the end of Nobita's test paper on our projection equipment. Everyone, please take a look at this annotation in red ink."

"The problem-solving approach is novel and innovative; such talent has never been seen before. The entire committee has approved adding one point to reward this person's exceptional ability!"

The crowd in the hall stared at the big screen and saw a note in red text that explained in detail the reasons for the extra points. At the very end of the registration was the signature of Kumamoto Kumaichi, Japan's leading mathematician and chairman of the review committee.

In the Japanese mathematics community, Kumamoto's name is synonymous with authority and supreme status. Even Kumamoto Kumaichi, who has won countless mathematics awards, personally annotated his work and has never been praised by anyone. Unexpectedly, in this competition, the first-place candidate was given an unprecedented bonus of one point for his annotation, creating the legendary 101-point score.

"My opinion doesn't count. Next, our great mathematician, Mr. Kumamoto Kumaichi, will personally explain this test paper full of genius thinking. Please stand up and give him a warm welcome!" The host looked towards the backstage area with a look of admiration, which shows the influence of Kumamoto Kumaichi's name in this country.

As soon as the host finished speaking, amidst applause from the audience, Kumamon walked slowly from backstage to the host's position, took the microphone from the respectful host, and calmly said: "I believe everyone is surprised by this 101-point test paper. A test paper that should have a perfect score of 100, why am I able to give it 101 points? How was that extra point awarded?"

Kumamoto Kumaichi speaks slowly, each word clearly audible to everyone present, filling their ears and captivating their expressions.

"This point wasn't particularly difficult for me or any of the other reviewers who weren't present at the end. If it were an individual giving the score, I would give it 200 points, and adding another 100 points wouldn't seem excessive!"

Kumamon's statement that he would give Nobita another 100 points has made everyone look forward to this candidate, Nobita Nobi. What is it that makes Kumamon so willing to give him another 100 points?

"Unfortunately, with our limited authority, we can only add one point to this genius boy, which symbolizes his absolute talent. When all of us received this test paper, we didn't pay much attention to it at first. But once you delve into the problem-solving thinking and approach of this student, you will discover a wonderful world that even we old guys are amazed by."

Kumamon gave a powerful tap on the podium placed in the center, and every word, along with the sound of the tapping, was etched into the hearts of everyone present and even those watching on television.

"Frankly, none of the solutions on this exam paper conform to modern mathematical standards. However, it is precisely this unconventional approach that has revealed a new mathematical mountain to us old-timers, an undiscovered mathematical treasure. We can confidently say that Nobita's exam paper demonstrates a level of mathematical sophistication at least ten years ahead of modern mathematical standards. In mathematics, a decade of advancement can determine the development of a nation. Nobita's point is well-deserved in our eyes; we regret giving him such a mere one point. He deserved much more..."

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The venue's loud speakers carried every word of Kumamoto Kumaichi into the ears of everyone present, each word resonating with their worldviews, shattering, dismantling, and reborn. It all seemed to come so suddenly and so astonishingly; it turned out that extraordinary beings truly existed in this world.

"So, all I've said so far boils down to one sentence: Nobita Nobi deserves this point. It's his talent and his hard work. This championship is rightfully his, it's indispensable to him. I, the old man, acknowledge such a genius!"

"Hoohoho!"

Kumamoto Kumaichi's last few words came out so abruptly, as if the syllables of the final words were bursting forth one after another from his mouth. Everyone present firmly remembered the last two words: "genius."

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In the name of genius, the audience waved, excited, and jumped as if it were a major holiday in Japan. They were carried away and laughed heartily. Perhaps they were laughing at the genius named Nobita Nobi, or perhaps at his world-leading mathematical level, but that didn't matter to them. On this day, everyone remembered one person's name: Nobita Nobi!

"I have a favor to ask of you all. I hope you can bear witness to this. It has been ten years since I last took on Sakamoto as my disciple. I thought I would never encounter another mathematical genius who could move me. But today I realized I was wrong. Nobita's talent has moved me. If possible, I have decided to take you as my last disciple!" Kumamoto Kumaichi said with a smile what he had decided backstage, as if it were all so natural.

However, the audience below the stage was not calm. Their mouths were agape as if they had boiled eggs stuffed in them. You know, the last time Kumamoto Kumaichi took on a disciple was ten years ago. That time, he basically gained national attention. It was surprising that Kumamoto Kumaichi decided to take on Nobita Nobi, who had a bad reputation, as his last disciple at this competition.

Just as everyone was taking a peek, a discordant voice rang out from the podium: "I don't want to..."

P.S.: This concludes the three-chapter update. I hope you will enjoy it. I will be writing my next book during the National Day holiday, and I hope you will all support me then. Thank you so much for your continued support and love... (dead).

Chapter Ten: The Target of the Vast Universe

"Has this kid gone mad? He actually refused Kumamoto Kumaichi's request!"

"I never expected this kid to be so bold!"

“Every day, people all over Japan dream of becoming Mr. Kumamoto’s apprentice, and this kid actually dares to refuse Mr. Kumamoto in front of so many people!”

The words "I refuse" resounded powerfully through the conference loudspeakers and television broadcasts, reaching the entire venue and even the whole country. I believe that by tomorrow, all of Japan will know that a child in his teens actually rejected Kumamoto Kumaichi, the world-renowned mathematician, in front of so many people.

On stage, Nobita remained incredibly calm, while the Nobi couple in the audience were absolutely stunned. Such a wonderful opportunity to become a disciple of one of Japan's top masters was something countless people dreamed of, yet Nobita simply refused with just a few words, demonstrating remarkable courage.

"How could Nobita be so reckless as to refuse Master Kumamoto's request!" Tamako grumbled anxiously as she watched Nobita from below the stands.

"I really don't know what he was thinking. He gave up such a good opportunity. It's such a pity!" As the head of the family, Nobita Shinsuke was much more rational than Tamako. It felt like such a waste for Nobita to refuse such a good opportunity so decisively.

You should know that as long as you can become a disciple of Kumamoto Kumaichi, you can secure a position in the Japanese academic world in no time, and your future prospects are limitless. You can immediately rise to the top and become a winner in life. This is of great importance to an ordinary family.

While everyone was surprised that Nobita refused Kumamoto Kumaichi's request, this seemingly reckless act actually aroused Kumamoto Kumaichi's interest, and he couldn't help but ask: "Everyone wants to become my disciple, Nobita, why did you refuse my request? You know, if you become my disciple, you can immediately become one of the top math stars in the country, represent Japan in world-class competitions, and I can even recommend you to become a student at the University of Tokyo right away. I don't understand!"

"Sometimes, things can't be measured by what you can see. For example, a rising math star, a student at the University of Tokyo—these two things are incredibly exciting for everyone here. Undoubtedly, if they were me, no one would refuse. But I'm not them, and they could never be me. I am who I am, Nobita Nobi, and I never regret my choices!"

Looking back at the throng of people behind him, he saw a mixture of disbelief, confusion, and envy on each face. But none of this mattered to Da Xiong, because he knew exactly what he needed!

"You have such mathematical talent, are you just going to give up like this? You should know that only here can your talent be truly unleashed, making you the most brilliant genius in the world, and even the youngest Nobel Prize winner in history, receiving the praise of the world. Haven't you ever been tempted?"

Kumamon stared at Nobita. He saw in the child before him a calm and serene composure, a tranquility that seemed to have sunk into a deep valley. He couldn't understand how this seemingly ten-year-old child could possess such a profound and melancholic temperament.

"They are all very good and enviable. Fame and honor are things that even adults, not just elementary school students, cannot escape. But they are not really important to me. Thank you for your kindness."

The exchange between the two was like a clash of spirits and energy, with each step revealing profound meaning. Nobita's entire performance was unlike that of a teenager; what one could see was a firm wisdom. If one disregarded age, the person in front of him must be a person who had undergone rigorous self-cultivation, so steadfast and persistent.

Seeing how defeated Kumamon, Nobita's mind gradually calmed down. To be honest, ever since Kumamon gave him 101 points, he had become uneasy. He had actually broken the rules and become a champion walking on a tightrope. But what made him even more uneasy was that this old guy really did want to take him as his disciple, just like his disciple had said.

A disciple of a master mathematician, a rising star in the mathematics world—his reputation will surely shine throughout Japan. Add to that his own extraordinary talent, and it's no surprise he'll break the record for the youngest person to win a Nobel Prize in mathematics next year...

But none of these things matter. You know, this world can be ruined in a heartbeat. Who knows, the day you win an award, an alien cannon could easily send you to your grave. In this deeper world, fame and fortune are too insignificant. These are not what I'm after. If I really liked fame and fortune, a single phone call from Doraemon's phone booth would easily solve the problem. If one isn't enough, then two will do.

Fame and fortune are nothing compared to the strength that allows one to survive and thrive; they are things that are easily obtained and can even be accomplished with a single phone call. Nobita has no interest in them at all. In addition, Suneo's robot in the audience is jumping around like a madman, and some past memories are gradually revealed. Only one's own strength is eternal.

"Alright, I understand what you mean. But what I don't understand is, with your current math grades, why are you so indifferent to math? What is it that you care about and like? I'm really curious." Nobita's answer was unwavering. No matter what benefits Kumamoto offered, it didn't shake the deepest part of Nobita's heart. Kumamoto was very puzzled and asked with curiosity.

Not only Kumamoto Kumaichi didn't understand, but no one present knew what this incredibly arrogant boy was thinking. He finished the competition so calmly and refused the invitation so decisively. Everyone was confused. No one knew what this so-called Nobita Nobi was thinking.

"It's not that I'm not interested in mathematics, but rather that I pursue something much broader than mathematics itself. If I had to describe it in one sentence, my goal would be the stars and the sea!"

Ps1: There is no Nobel Prize in Mathematics. It is said that a mathematician stole the Nobel Prize from the old man, so there has been no Nobel Prize in Mathematics since then. But this is just a joke. Whether it is true or not is not for verification. It is a fictional world and we don't need to care.

PS2: I saved three chapters of the new book today, so I came here to write another chapter of the old book. As always, I want to thank everyone for their support. Without you, I wouldn't be here. You are my bread and butter, my dear readers! Have a great National Day holiday!!!

Colonies in the Iron Man's Legion

Chapter One: Visitors from Afar

Two days have passed since the math competition that was broadcast live across Japan. Kumamoto Kumaichi and Nobita have become the most talked-about figures in Japan. For Kumamoto Kumaichi, this is the first time in his life that someone has refused to become his disciple, making him the first well-known figure in the history of Japanese mathematics to be rejected. It should be noted that in the overall cultural context of Japan, the teacher's network and background are equivalent to the disciple's resources. The fact that the elementary school student could resolutely refuse such tempting conditions immediately attracted the attention of the entire Japanese nation.

The live broadcast of Nobita Nobi, the protagonist of this incident, in front of the entire Japanese audience, made Nobita one of the top genius teenagers in Japan. In particular, his line "My goal is the stars and the sea" became a catchphrase for teenagers all over Japan. This catchy phrase was even written into the books of some authors. Nobita's whirlwind created a strong sweeping trend in Tokyo and even throughout Japan.

Everyone outside was talking about Nobita, but Nobita, who was at the center of the conversation, remained unmoved because he finally remembered what was going on with Suneo's robot. If he wasn't mistaken, a catastrophe that could wipe out the Earth might be coming soon.

On the day the competition ended, as Nobita and Doraemon walked out of the venue, Suneo's robot, under Suneo's control, followed behind them, drizzling along. As they walked, Suneo praised his cousin for being so amazing, creating such a realistic robot.

"My cousin is the most powerful inventor in our Honekawa family. He made my Micross for me. I forgot to tell you, his workshop is also top-notch. You didn't see the model airplanes and model tanks inside. They look just like the real thing. I really envy my cousin for being able to play with so many models every day!" Suneo walked side by side with Nobita and his group, holding a black robot controller in his hand and showing off to Nobita and the others with a smirk.

"Hmph, is your cousin any better than Nobita? Nobita is one of the top geniuses in Japan right now. Your cousin probably never won a big prize like this when he was Nobita's age!" Gian swung his fist and punched Suneo on the head, rolling up his sleeves and saying unhappily.

Since Nobita's manga was published, Nobita has risen to prominence step by step. Gian is practically Nobita's little fan, an admirer of Nobita. He's practically worshipping Nobita's picture every day. Simply put, Gian is someone who idolizes the strongest. As long as someone is stronger and better than him and can defeat him, he will respect and admire you!

Nobita stared at the robot flying in the sky and couldn't help but think of Suneo's cousin. Suneo's cousin didn't appear often in the original work, but every time he did, it was related to mechanics and electronics. Whether it was model toys, robot manufacturing, or explosives, he was a master at it. I remember that Suneo's cousin should be a rich kid, otherwise he wouldn't be able to hide in the workshop playing with these things every day.

However, Suneo's cousin is indeed a genius in this field. To be able to handle these things so smoothly in this era is probably not only due to the support of the Honekawa family, but also inseparable from his own talent. Take this robot for example, the mechanical manufacturing is so smooth that I have never seen a robot that walks like a real person in the market in later generations. The military equipment models he makes are not just for decoration, each one can be launched outwards. It seems that Suneo's cousin needs to see it for himself.

Amidst a throng of reporters and young fans, the group headed home. Nobita guessed his house was already packed with people coming to interview him. But the only thing that comforted him was that his parents would no longer worry about his studies, and he had naturally become the "other people's child" that everyone talked about. Nobi Tamako could even appear on talk shows and talk about her parenting of Nobita. Everything was moving in a positive direction, and he had to maintain this hard-won status quo!

The two of them tiptoed past the reporters and entered the house from the backyard. Looking at the reporters lined up downstairs and onto the street, Da Xiong knew that he wouldn't have any peace for a while and would definitely be watched by these reporters every day. However, he didn't plan to deal with them. What he had to do next was much more important than the math competition.

"Doraemon, do you have anything here that can detect the situation on the entire Earth?" Nobita asked Doraemon, who was sitting in the living room, as he casually put his shoes into the shoe cabinet by the door.

"Hmm, I have a lot of these gadgets. I wonder which one you want?" Doraemon comfortably leaned against the table, picked up a dorayaki, and put it into his mouth.

"Being able to monitor a specific area at any time, and ideally having the ability to strike back, I wonder if you have that?" Familiar memories flashed through Nobita's mind. He knew he had to make some preparations for the situation he was about to face.

[All-Around Detection TV] A small rocket with a built-in camera. After launch, it can monitor the surrounding area via four screens.

[Using your own artificial satellites] Once satellites are launched into the air, four different types will function, transmitting intelligence back to the monitoring station. These include weather satellites, Echo 930 satellites, reconnaissance satellites, and nuclear missile launch satellites.

As he spoke, Doraemon took two small gadgets out of his pocket and placed them in front of Nobita. One was shaped like a television, and the other resembled a rocket launch pad. The two gadgets didn't look very big, but their functions should be similar to what Doraemon had described.

"Both of these gadgets can detect real-time images of a certain location. Most importantly, they can bypass the effects of clouds and weather. No one in this era should be able to detect these two gadgets. As for your question about their offensive capabilities, my gadgets can be delivered by using artificial satellites. However, the offensive capabilities on these gadgets are just like rubber bullets. If they hit someone, they will only hurt a little. I don't know if you are satisfied?" Doraemon patiently explained to Nobita after taking out the two gadgets.

Using their own artificial satellite? This must be the earliest space-based weapon, but it's only equipped with rubber bullets. They might be good for dealing with children, but they'd probably be useless against other things. I wonder if its attack capability would be improved if it were equipped with laser beams or other props.

Just as the two were sitting in the living room studying the testing equipment, huge meteors streaked across the Arctic Circle, resolutely flying towards the deepest reaches of the North Pole...

Chapter Two: It Was You All Along

"Oh!"

A burst of flames erupted in Nobita's yard, followed by rockets the size of an adult's arm slowly rising into the sky.

"Eighteen home satellites have been launched. If the calculations are correct, we'll be able to monitor the Earth in real time through these satellites in ten minutes. But Nobita, when did you become interested in these satellites?"

After Doraemon launched all the rockets, he collapsed onto a bench in the yard and asked Nobita in confusion why Nobita was so eager to ask him about the satellite before the competition was even over.

"Doraemon, if I told you that Earth is about to face a disaster no less severe than the one in the Demon World, would you believe me?" Nobita asked seriously, gazing at the rockets streaking across the sky.

"What? How is that possible? Could aliens be attacking Earth?" Doraemon exclaimed, jumping up from the bench upon hearing Nobita's deduction.

Not long after the great adventure in the Demon World, Nobita is suddenly told that aliens will attack Earth again. This is like a bolt from the blue for Doraemon. Although in the 22nd century, everyone has entered the interstellar age and aliens are known to everyone, it is still intriguing that Earth has been attacked by aliens again and again in the 20th century.

"Anything is possible. Are there any records of Earth being attacked by aliens in the history of the 22nd century? The answer is no, not a single one. But our planet was indeed attacked by aliens. If it weren't for us, this planet might have been destroyed, and there would be no 22nd century. There are no 'what ifs' in the future!"

Ever since Nobita met Suneo's goofy robot during the competition, he knew that Earth might be about to face a baptism of iron and blood from aliens. If his group didn't participate in changing and correcting the situation, Earth's civilization might stagnate in the 20th century.

But this is something I can only know and confirm myself. If I tell Doraemon now, it might only increase the variables. After all, the future is like sand through your fingers; if you can't hold onto it, it will be gone in an instant. I'm not Nobita, and I probably don't have Nobita's protagonist aura. It's always good to be prepared.

"alright, I got it."

Doraemon's mood suddenly turned serious. The destruction of Earth was too much for a nanny-type robot from the future. He came to Nobita's side from the 22nd century to take care of Nobita and thus change history. According to the current progress, Nobita's history may have already been changed, but what is more serious is that the 20th century Earth has suffered wave after wave of alien invasions, which was something Doraemon had never expected.

However, seeing Nobita's expression beside him, Doraemon made up his mind. Rather than accepting the unknown with fear, he should protect everything he has now and change and protect the good things that exist.

"Satellite enters orbit, images are being transmitted!"

The conversation between Nobita and Doraemon has never been so realistic, nor has it ever so starkly revealed the harsh reality. Under the same sky, the two of them have only one choice: to face it.

In front of the red television, Nobita and Doraemon stared wide-eyed at the images transmitted back from the satellite, because everything was just as Nobita had said, and a crisis had indeed arrived!

On the screen, one after another, fiery red meteors seemed to have a target and flew towards Earth in unison, with some already breaking through Earth's atmosphere and burning as they flew towards the north.