Doraemon: Start by taking care of Nobita Tamako

"Of course, so everyone should be careful. Even if I have a locator, I can't guarantee that everyone will be safe."

Kurt walked up to Suneo, with an inexplicable look in his eyes, and deliberately exaggerated his words. Fat Tiger, his accomplice, couldn't help swallowing.

Chapter 165 No Longer a Silicone Boy

The first generation of any door puffed out steam. Amidst the gossip, the gate leading to the exhibition hall slowly opened, and the people in the mysterious white light couldn't open their eyes.

Everyone followed Kurt.

When you step into the first exhibition room, you will see a dazzling array of secret props...

Falling Expert, Robot Orchestra, Spirit of the Genie, Nobi Hiroshi looked around excitedly. The wide variety of props was a bit overwhelming, and most of them were unfamiliar to him.

"This is the Robot Museum, all the props are secretly related to robots!"

Kurt turned around and introduced himself to a few people. A giant black robot shadow passed over their heads. Fat Tiger looked up and exclaimed how amazing it was.

What boy wouldn't want to drive a Gundam? Nobi Hiroshi's attention was also drawn to it.

I walked forward stupidly and suddenly bumped into something.

"Sorry, I bumped into you by accident."

Thinking he had bumped into other tourists by accident, he apologized and stood up, when a slender hand like a green onion grabbed him.

"It's okay. I'm very strong. I hope you're not hurt."

As sweet as honey and in the soft Wu dialect, Nobi Hiroshi listened to the slightly mechanical voice and raised his head, revealing his green bangs.

The automated robot girlfriend in the future world is not made of silicone. The softness of the palm is almost the same as that of a real person, but it lacks a little warmth.

"No……"

Nobi Hiroshi took two glances and slowly let go of her hand. She smiled sweetly and left.

Nobita Nobi's voice followed closely behind, and he shouted excitedly: "Hong, come here quickly, there is fun here."

"This is a zone where you can use replica robots to copy yourself and play together."

Seeing Shizuka having fun playing with the replica robot, Hiroshi Nobi walked up and poked it curiously, commenting that the texture was not as good as silicone.

All show and no substance, he is no longer the silicone boy, and this kind of prop is not suitable for him.

He turned around and stood up, just as he was about to copy one for himself to play with, he heard a crisp bell sound next to his ear. Doraemon lost his lychee on the spot and plunged into the space passage next to him.

"Slow down, wait for me, your tour guide. I haven't finished my introduction yet."

Seeing that all his guests had run away, Kurt hurriedly followed them.

Following the sound of the bell, they came to a sweet potato field. Doraemon ran forward with great expectations, but the result was not satisfactory.

"Everyone come here and play, it's a very interesting fishing game."

"Don't run around, you unruly little brats, really..."

The stall robot had a bell hanging on its hand, which was shaking to make sounds to attract customers. Doraemon lowered his head with a disappointed look on his face.

It turned out to be other bells...

"Hey, guest, do you want to go fishing? There are turtles in the indoor fishing pond!"

"If you can catch it, I will definitely wish you good luck in the days ahead."

The stall robot looked at Doraemon's miserable back and called out, which was exactly what he wanted.

"good luck……"

Doraemon stood there muttering to himself.

His expression changed slightly and he ran back immediately.

"What are you doing, Doraemon? You were running so fast, we thought you were in a hurry, but it turns out you were just fishing here for fun."

Nobita Nobi was speechless. He took the fishing rod handed to him by the vendor and stood in the pond next to him to fish for iron turtles.

"Great! Finally, we have customers. So many of them at once."

Seizing the business opportunity, the stall robot eagerly asked others if they wanted to play.

"Fishing for turtles~"

"Okay, it's up to me!"

Throwing the fishing rod with force, Fat Tiger and Suneo happily joined the game to compete with Nobita in catching the iron turtle, regardless of whether they had coins to pay.

"Kurt, can you take us to other exhibits?"

After a quick glance, Hong patted Kurt on the shoulder and felt that it was boring to stay here fishing.

Why would someone who has a mermaid fish for turtles? It would be better for him to continue to visit other exhibition rooms with Shizuka. At least he was looking forward to it.

"Kurt, what is that?"

As soon as he turned around, the huge white ball floating on the ceiling not far away immediately attracted Nobi Hiroshi's attention.

Such a remote place was very suspicious, and curiosity drove him to check it out.

"Oh, that's the containment cell for the defense robots. Although they are very dangerous robots, they can't move now and are very safe. They were left here for display purposes."

Kurt took out a small tablet from his pocket and slid it a few times. The big ball floating in the air slowly descended in front of the three people.

The hatch opened and a ladder was extended. After walking up, two rows of lights turned on automatically, illuminating a huge, dark, one-eyed robot at the end of the road.

"It's amazing. It's a big robot. Its destructive power should be quite good."

"Does this robot have a cockpit?"

Hiro Nobi looked at the large guard robot that was locked tightly with iron chains with great interest.

"There is no cockpit. Because the robot's attack power is too strong and too dangerous, the curator abolished it and replaced it with a patrol guard with higher safety."

Kurt summoned an eyeball-shaped robot with an antenna on its head, which looked no different from a surveillance camera.

This thing has offensive power?

Hiro Nobi called it a lame joke.

"Well, Hong, let's get out of here quickly, okay..."

Shizuka looked at the huge guard robot and felt uncomfortable. Her girl's sixth sense told her that something bad was bound to happen.

"Why, Shizuka, are you scared?"

Nobi Hiroshi teased with a smile.

"I...I'm not afraid!"

"It's just that we've wasted too much time here. There are many other exhibition halls waiting for us to visit. It's too boring to stay here."

Shizuka kicked her feet to hide her uneasiness and held the boy's arm tighter.

"Okay, okay, you're right."

"Then let's go to another exhibition hall."

Having said that, Hiro Nobi asked Kurt to take them to the next destination. As the hatch closed, the prison became silent again.

But the locked patrol robot slowly opened its eyes, and its big eyeballs moved left and right, giving people an extremely weird feeling.

"Only four pieces left. Only four pieces left."

"The simulation connection is perfect, and then there is... Hahahaha!!!"

In a secret basement somewhere in the museum, a white-haired old man was leaning on a snail chair and laughing foolishly.

Through the reflection of the electronic screen, one could clearly see him hunched over in a narrow room, acting mad. He looked very ill, almost like someone who had one foot in a mental hospital.

His funny appearance makes it hard to imagine that he is Dr. Hartman’s best friend, Dr. Bepra.

"Grandpa, you've made a mess here again. You must clean up the table during meal and afternoon tea time. Haven't I stressed this many times!!!"

A soft and sweet voice sounded from the other end of the room, interrupting Bepra's silly laughter.

A blonde girl in an orange dress slowly walked out of the kitchen, carrying a plate of unremarkable cake.

She puffed out her cheeks and stared at Lao Deng fiercely. Her ponytail behind the green bow headband swung from side to side, and her white and pink thighs stomped the floor violently, expressing her dissatisfaction.

"Sorry Jinjia, look at me, I'll clean it up in no time!"

Dr. Bepura sat up in shock from his dying illness. It was obvious that he had a granddaughter complex.

Trembling with fear and treading on thin ice, he quickly cleared the experimental materials on the table to make room for his granddaughter.

Chapter 166: Looking Forward to the Future

"very good!"

Looking at the clean table, Jin Jia nodded with satisfaction and slowly placed the tray in the middle.

The big cake baked until fluffy and golden was not gorgeous at all, but just mediocre. Even the most basic cream was scarce and nowhere to be found.

The other ingredients used as decoration were just a few pieces of sweet potatoes, but the family still felt very happy.

"Wow, what a nice smell! Today's snacks look delicious..."

Bepra looked at the cake made by her granddaughter, sniffed hard with her hooked nose, showing an intoxicated expression, and quickly brought her own tableware and set the table.

Life is not easy for wanted criminals.

"Of course, I just got some very good sweet potatoes, and today's cake will definitely be delicious."

The girl's clear eyes sparkled and she smiled. Holding a sweet potato almost as big as her face in her hand, she looked at Bepura with a proud expression.

Leaving aside the origin, Jin Jia set up a round-bottomed distillation beaker, added coffee powder into it and boiled it, then slowly poured it into a white porcelain cup, threw in a few pieces of sugar, and stirred along the bottom with a spoon to dissolve all the sugar cubes.

A perfect afternoon tea definitely requires drinking coffee.

Sweet potatoes, coffee, and other daily necessities were all taken from the museum. This was an unspoken secret between the grandfather and grandson.

"By the way, Grandpa, where did that guy Kurt go?"

Jin Jia stopped cutting the cake and said.

"Let me see, that boy is in the planetarium."

Bepra heard her granddaughter's words and quickly looked at the screen.

As a wanted criminal hiding in the basement, it is easy to install his own surveillance in the museum.

"Really……"

Hearing this, the girl pressed the heart-shaped badge on her chest and the voice was immediately connected. On the other side, the pocket watch on Kurt's wrist beeped, and he quietly moved away from Nobi Hiroshi to receive the message.

"Hey, Jin Jia, what's wrong?"

Kurt said against his wrist.

"Kurt, it's tea time. Are you interested in coming? I made a cake."

"Of course I'll be there soon!"

Listening to the sweet yet cunning voice of the girl in the watch, Kurt nodded solemnly and added a few barely audible words.

Of course I want to be with Jin Jia...

The voice was so soft as to make out a mosquito, and he didn't know if the girl on the other end could hear it clearly. He hung up the phone with a red face and ran to Hiroshi Nobi.

"You two, I need to go to the bathroom. Please play here first."

After saying that, Kurt turned and ran away without any hesitation. He disappeared from Nobi Hiroshi's sight in a hurry, and he was thought to be running away.

Continuing to stay in the cinema to appreciate the history of the development of secret props, Nobi Hiroshi and Shizuka didn't pay much attention at first, until the movie was over, they realized that something was wrong.

Did the unreliable tour guide fall into the toilet?

"Shizuka, let's go back to Doraemon and the others. I don't know where that kid has gone. If he hasn't had enough fun, we must give him a bad review."

With a frown, Hiro Nobi looked around but still couldn't find Kurt. He had no choice but to return to the Robot Hall.

When we arrived at the place, we looked over and saw several people still fishing for iron turtles.