Doraemon: Start by taking care of Nobita Tamako

Two people playing happily, isn't that a happy thing? Why bring two light bulbs? Who knows, they might ruin a good thing at a critical moment.

Hiro Nobi completely scoffed at the idea that the more people there are, the more lively it will be.

Whoosh~ Whoosh~ Whoosh~

Flying in the corridor of time, we arrived at our destination in a moment.

Nobi Hiroshi pulled the handbrake of the time machine, his body suddenly jumped up, and he almost fell at the exit.

After all, it was my first time operating the car, and I was a little unskilled, so I braked too quickly.

"Are you okay, Jinjia?"

"It's okay. I'm fine."

"That's good, we're here."

After jumping out of the 3m diameter space gap, Nobi Hiroshi landed with his hand on his forehead to prevent the sudden strong light from irritating his eyes.

Looking around, the scene before me is shocking - the vast desert stretches to the horizon, the mountains in the distance are looming, and a scorching sun hangs in the sky, emitting dazzling light.

The air was filled with a dry smell. Occasionally a breeze blew, bringing up yellow sand all over the sky, making people unable to open their eyes.

"They are all random graves. This is a cemetery."

"What a weird exit. Damn it. Let's quickly find out if there is any town nearby."

Jin Jia held Nobi Hiro's arm tightly. Surrounded by tombstones carved in ancient times, she shrank her neck in a creepy way.

The two men left in a hurry, and the yellow sand under their feet made a crackling sound as they moved. This sound was extremely obvious in the empty desert, as if it was the only sign of life.

Chapter 187 Western Town

It was an arduous trek across the yellow sand, with my throat dry and thirsty. The desert sun was the most punishing, with rolling heat waves blowing in my face, trying to drain the water out of my body.

"Wow, look over there! There's a house!"

Raising her arm and wiping the sweat from her temples, Jin Jia shouted excitedly, almost dragging her tired body forward.

Finally they saw a populated area, which was what the two of them desired most at the moment.

Although the place looked dilapidated, it was as beautiful as a mirage in the endless desert.

"Wait a minute, Jinjia, eat this first." Nobi Hiroshi rummaged through his spare pocket and took out two pieces of translation konjac.

"I know, I know, I can understand what they say with this."

Jin Jia licked her lips after eating. The small amount of moisture in the konjac was barely enough to moisten her mouth.

The two slid down the sand dune and stepped onto the loess slope which was slightly easier to walk on.

There is a winding path and a "Mogo" sign on the signpost at the fork in the road. It should be the name of a small town not far away.

"Almost, almost, faster."

Quickening her pace, the road sign was left behind, and the girl's face was filled with excitement.

But when they actually stepped into the town, they found that it was nothing like what was depicted in the comics.

In the desolate western town, Jin Jia and Nobi Hiroshi walked slowly forward with heavy steps.

Most of the buildings on both sides of the road are dilapidated, with wooden frames exposed and dark cracks like wrinkles on an old man's face.

The window glass was shattered, with only a few pieces barely hanging on the window frame, swaying in the wind and making a shrill sound.

Walking through the empty streets, there was almost no sign of any living creature except for the occasional falling yellow leaves and swirling dust.

The shop sign hung crookedly on the door lintel, the faded paint was peeling off, the words were blurred and difficult to distinguish, and only the vaguely visible outline reminded people that this place was once busy.

"This town is so strange. There's not even a single person on the street. It's so quiet."

"Could it be that everyone..."

Thinking of the cemetery before, Jin Jia hesitated to speak, covering her mouth to hold back the words that she wanted to say.

"Don't scare yourself."

"Let's go a little further. Maybe there are still people here, otherwise there wouldn't be so many horse hoof prints on the ground."

Bending down, Nobi Hiro found a lot of irregular small grooves on the ground. He stood up and continued walking forward slowly.

However, in this strange town, there seemed to be a sense of sadness even in the air, which made people feel extremely uncomfortable.

"There's some movement in that house. It looks like it's open for business."

Across the intersection, Hong noticed a tavern on the street.

The wind chimes at the door swayed gently in the breeze, making a subtle sound.

"Excuse me, is anyone there?"

With a nervous heart, Jin Jia pushed open the creaking door.

At first glance, the room was filled with laughter and the sound of clinking glasses.

A few rough wooden tables were placed in the center, covered with yellowed tablecloths, and the residents, who looked fairly friendly, were gathered together to have fun.

"Hey, a new face."

"Kids, you're just passing by here, right? Would you like something to drink?"

In front of the bar, the boss who was busy wiping wine glasses saw a customer coming and greeted him with a friendly smile.

"Two sodas, please."

Nobi Hiroshi found an empty seat and sat down, then looked at the boss and pointed two fingers at him.

Although this is a western bar, cool and refreshing carbonated drinks are still available.

Bartenders usually mix it on the spot by adding syrup or fruit juice to create strawberry, cherry or orange flavored soda.

"Hey, Hong..."

"We seem to have forgotten something very important. We don't have any currency of this era on us now."

Feeling guilty, Jin Jia looked at the boss who was shaking the cup hard at the table, then leaned over and whispered to Nobi Hiroshi with her little mouth.

"Don't worry, I remember Doraemon has a currency exchange item in his pocket."

"The soda from the West is pretty good too. Maybe it's just my psychology, but I feel like this is the best soda I've ever had."

After taking a sip of freshly made carbonated drink, you will feel as refreshed as if you were reborn.

After solving the problem of thirst, Nobi Hiroshi finally had time to lean back leisurely on the wooden chair and observe the western atmosphere.

Various specimens of deer antlers and bull heads, as well as yellowed map posters, are hung on the walls, creating a strong sense of history.

The wooden board under my butt was very old and made a creaking noise as the chair rocked back and forth.

With his legs crossed, a glass of juice soda was quickly finished. Nobi Hiroshi and Jin Jia were about to get a refill. Just as they were about to raise their hands to call for help, two hooligans suddenly rushed in from the door.

"Hurry up! Call your boss out!"

The fat gangster who led the intrusion shouted loudly.

In an instant, the scene fell into deathly silence. All the customers in the store kept silent, lowered their heads on the table and pretended to be dead.

The bewildered shop owner raised his hands, his face full of grievance and helplessness.

"Wait a minute, Puqi, we don't have any extra money to pay the protection fee..."

"Please let us go. If we pay three or four times a month, my store will go bankrupt."

"Hey, what does that have to do with me?"

The fat man called Puqi had a beard, a cowboy hat on his head, and a sinister smile.

When he heard that someone didn't pay protection money, he silently took out a revolver from his waist and fired two rounds at the ceiling of the store.

"Bang! Bang!"

There were two holes in the ceiling, and the hotel was in chaos. Screams filled with fear were heard everywhere, echoing in everyone's eardrums.

"Be quiet, you bastards!"

"If we brothers don't see the money, we can't guarantee that there won't be any problems for everyone here."

"Compared to those material things, I believe you can make the right choice."

Puqi gently blew out the black smoke coming out of the muzzle of the gun and glanced at the crowd of onlookers.

"It's just money, boss, just give it out quickly."

"That's right, that's right, are you so selfish? Do you want all of us to risk our lives with you?"

Xuanxuan's noisy scene made Nobi Hiro feel a little annoyed.

The originally amiable residents now adopted a vicious attitude and verbally abused the shop owner behind the counter.

The fat gangster, on the other hand, was standing in the sun, enjoying free drinks with another companion like a winner.

About three minutes passed.

The shop owner trembled and walked out of the shadows, holding a black suitcase and said, "This is all the money. Please leave here and don't hurt anyone here."

"Hey, why don't you just pay me earlier? You have to suffer a little before you give up."

"We brothers are all good people. We won't attack you casually."

"Hahaha!!!"

Puqi held up the cash box and showed off in front of everyone before he gave up.

There were three accomplices waiting outside the door. When they saw Puqi got the advantage, they laughed and climbed on their horses to leave.

Chapter 188 Your father is still alive

"That's it!"

"Accomplices of the barbaric organization, get out of this town immediately, or I will arrest you!"

At the intersection, a powerful voice was heard, temporarily stopping the criminal's actions.

"Heh, who is this fearless fellow? How dare you talk to us like this?"

Hearing this, several criminals turned around with disdain.

Upon closer inspection, I saw that the person coming was a middle-aged man who was dressed like the sheriff.

He was wearing a black jacket with a white collar and a yellow star badge on his chest, and his brown leather holster was exposed.

Under the cowboy hat with tilted sides is a majestic mustache.

"Wow, this... could this be the rumored Western Conference showdown?"

"Hong, look, both sides have drawn their guns!"

Completely unlike an ordinary girl, when Jin Jia heard the noise outside, she quickly leaned over the window of the hotel to watch the show, as if she had just experienced a robbery and was not at the scene at all.

"Shh, don't scream so loudly. Lower your head a little, or you'll be exposed."

Being dragged to the window sill by Jin Jia, Nobi Hiro knelt on the floor and looked outside carefully.

There was no one behind the two of them. All the customers, including the boss, were in a panic and had escaped through the back door as soon as the sheriff showed up.

"Tsk..."

Looking back at the table that was scattered all over the place, Nobi Hiroshi couldn't help but click his lips.

They are a bunch of rabble. When someone comes to help them, they sell out their teammates without even saying a word. They deserve to be robbed.

"Hahaha, here comes another fearless person. You guys are really stubborn enough to resist."

"Let me do the math. This place should be the 18th sheriff."

Tie the cash box tightly to the horse's back, Puqi said as he moved it and counted on his fingers.

Looking at the sheriff standing in front of him with one foot halfway in the coffin, he smiled contemptuously.

"Everyone, please don't do anything. Let me handle it. I haven't exercised my skills in a few days."

The wind and sand blew across my cheeks as the gangsters and the sheriff faced each other with guns.