Doraemon for an imperfect world

"No problem, leave it to me."

A god trying to destroy humanity?

"Then please."

Doraemon said, "Next, let's go to the next world to look for contestants."

As for the second one, let’s go back to the Empire and take a look.

Although the Emperor had already pushed all the redundant work for ten thousand years to himself from the mirror world when he left last time and disappeared mysteriously, he probably would not stand idly by when something like this concerns the survival of mankind in other worlds, right?

"Who's the second contestant?"

Gray asked curiously.

"It's the world that gave me the spaceship."

Doraemon said as he took out the wish-fulfilling machine and began to carefully adjust it. "Wait for me a moment, it will be ready soon."

"Ok!"

Scorpio said expectantly, then looked at Ilor, "You are also a child taken in by Doraemon, right? Nice to meet you."

Ilor also stretched out his hand. He didn't understand the meaning of Li Lin's culture, but that didn't prevent him from learning and taking corresponding actions.

After briefly observing the eight constellations before it, it suddenly asked:

"I have a suggestion. It will make you stronger and allow me to survive better. So, can you listen to it?"

Scorpio blinked and asked in confusion:

"What do you mean?"

"Endosymbiosis."

Ilor said, "I am a living being in the form of bacteria. We can combine together, just like animals absorb mitochondria and plants absorb chloroplasts. I can provide you with a constant supply of energy and AT force fields. In return, I hope to survive with you."

Hearing this, the girls looked at each other, then couldn't help but shook their heads in resistance:

"Well... although it sounds pretty good, it's still a bit hard to accept that someone I just met can enter my cells."

Ilor nodded slightly, without any big reaction to the rejection of the eight zodiac signs. Li Lin was always reluctant to accept new things easily, so it was not surprised.

Life has infinite possibilities, and symbiosis with them is just the easiest one for it. After all, living in other people's cells only requires transferring the energy obtained from the S2 mechanism directly to the host, without even using the brain, and the host will protect itself.

Not long after, in Doraemon's surprised eyes, a new and stable wormhole appeared above the Sky Island.

This world may be far away from Doraemon's hometown, but it is still very close to the Emperor's world.

Well, I'd like to take this opportunity to relive my travels and meet friends from the past.

"Okay, this is it."

Doraemon said this and called everyone over to go over.

On the other side of the wormhole is a huge, empty, dark space. In this space, there are several huge and neat machines embedded in the wall in a very discordant way.

Well, this painting style is definitely the bottom nest.

Doraemon sniffed and felt that the air environment was much better than that in Ran Dan's bottom nest, and there was no pungent smell of chemical waste.

But would the bottom nest be so empty?

At the same time, not far away, a mechanical priest wearing a blue robe was standing in front of a huge machine with his two apprentices, carrying out the final inspection work. According to the decision of the Silver Lord, several icy asteroids floating in the universe would be brought back to Holy Terra through the subspace, and used to fill the ocean that was drained by the separatist warlords during the Unification War.

These huge machines are used to purify it and convert it directly into drinking water.

He listened to the whispers of the machine spirits, and was somewhat surprised to find that these machines seemed to have fallen into a state of frenzy from the very beginning.

"Big, my lord."

Just as he was thinking about what made the machine spirit so excited, a voice mixed with awe came over.

He turned his head to look to the side, and the electronic eye in his eye socket quickly analyzed the other person's physical data.

He was a thin man, between twenty and thirty years old, but because of the environment in the nest, he looked old beyond his years.

"Hello, citizen."

The sound array system on his throat emitted a crisp electronic sound. Considering the other party's demeanor, he deliberately adjusted the voice to be softer. "Is there anything I can help you with?"

329

Chapter 329 The Return of the Ohm Messiah.

"I... my Lord."

The man knelt before him with a flattering smile. His entire body was covered in blue cloth, with only two mechanical arms and a face covered in mechanical creations exposed. To the Underhive, it was a nearly legendary existence. Then, he tried hard to suppress his inner fear and begged, "My son, my only son, accidentally scratched his leg. Since then, he has been festering and has a high fever. He has been in a coma and has not woken up yet. Please save him, sir. As long as you can save him, I don't mind turning me into a mechanical servant!"

Servant...

Among the new religions headed by Huangquan No. 8, it is a unit that has long been banned, but it seems that the other party seems to have confused itself with the old religion on Mars.

Kyrier is still very proud of belonging to Protestantism. After all, they are the closest followers to Om Messiah.

"The people in the suburban areas should have been dispersed."

Kyriel asked, "According to the Raven Lord's arrangement, you will be taken to a new world."

Perhaps stimulated by his other self, the Dark Raven Lord offered extremely generous immigration conditions, which was almost a step to heaven for these people in the bottom nest. And given the credibility of the Primarch, no one should question its authenticity.

"This...but this is Holy Terra after all."

The man seemed to be having difficulty speaking. "This is the place closest to the Golden Throne. Even if other worlds are better, I still want to die here..."

If the Silver Lord knew that someone was suffering because of their faith in him, he would definitely not be happy.

Kyriel sighed imperceptibly, then turned to look at his two apprentices. "Follow him and check on the patient. Use your knowledge to benefit the world and try to understand the mercy of Om Messiah."

Although he was a blacksmith, one of his apprentices was not dedicated to it, so she had a medical mechanical prosthesis installed on her back. After becoming one with the great creation, a mere wound infection was not worth mentioning to her.

"Good teacher."

The two apprentices nodded slightly, then turned and squatted down, extending their hands to the kneeling man. "Please take us to see your child."

"Okay, okay!"

The man was afraid that his hands would dirty the other person's smooth palms, so he didn't dare to shake hands. He stood up impatiently and turned to leave with the two of them.

Kyriel continued to turn his head and communicate with each of the machine spirits one by one, listening to their voices, but all he heard was the machine spirits frantically repeating their names:

——Ohm Messiah.

The name was repeated over and over again, the voice becoming more and more fanatical. At this moment, he finally seemed to realize something. He turned around suddenly and saw a blue figure standing not far away, looking at him with some surprise.

"Finally found someone."

Doraemon asked, "Hello... uh, um, are you okay?"

Kyrel froze in place, the detection array in his eye sockets restarted twice, his brain circuits and nerve fiber bundles performing calculations. When the results appeared, he could feel the mechanical parts of his body begin to overload and heat up rapidly, so that some of his limbs showed signs of damage with a slight humming sound, and some of the oil that was originally used for lubrication in the joints slid down the metal legs to the ground.

Finally, after repeated confirmation, he finally realized one thing:

"Oh, O Messiah!"

Kyriel knelt on the ground, bowed his head excitedly and said, "Welcome back again, my lord!"

"Wow!"

Gray was startled and quickly hugged her sister's waist. "What is this? Is it a machine? Or a human?"

"Of course it's human."

Doraemon helplessly supported the priest in front of him and said, "Anyway, stand up first."

Hearing this, Kyriel stood up without hesitation. After all, this was a will from Om Messiah. He looked at Om Messiah in front of him with surprise. At this moment, he finally understood the fanaticism of the Machine Soul. The ecstasy derived from faith made his eyes unable to accommodate anything other than Om Messiah.

The memory implant in his body began to work rapidly, recording everything that happened around him without reservation. He believed that he did not have the ability to interpret the wisdom in the words of Om Messiah like the Great Sage, so he chose to record it first, and then go back and slowly interpret it in the rest of his long life.

Doraemon couldn't help but cover his head, but he also knew that now was not the time to waste any more time, so he looked up at the priest in front of him and asked, "How long has it been since I left last time?"

"According to Terran time, fifty-six days, four hours, thirteen minutes, twenty-two seconds, and seven milliseconds have passed since then, my Lord."

Kyriel answered without hesitation. He did not ask about the purpose of Om Messiah's return. Om Messiah must have his own arrangements, and as a believer he only needed to obey.

“Is it accurate to the millisecond?”

Gray couldn't help but complain.

No, it only needs to be accurate to milliseconds. Kyriel thought that many sages were very concerned about the departure of Om Messiah, so in the process of open-sourcing the code with the sages of the Old Church, they had already made the time accurate to picoseconds, but in order to answer Om Messiah's question more concisely, he only said milliseconds.

"About two months?"

Doraemon nodded "Okay, I understand, thank you for your answer."

After saying that, Doraemon took out the Anywhere Door and said, "Let's go. The person we are looking for is inside the palace opposite the door."

Watching everyone leave, Kyriel finally came to his senses from his excitement. He repeatedly checked the records and analyzed the information frame by frame. Just as different shadows appear under different lighting, the Protestant Casting General believed that everyone could get different revelations and answers from the words and deeds of Om Messiah.

Oum Messiah's last words began with "good", indicating that Oum Messiah was satisfied with the changes in the galaxy since His departure. We should stand at a new starting point and look to the future, forge a common foundation for harmonious development and equal coexistence, and bear in mind the core concept that the existence of machines is to make people's lives better.

"I" represents the affirmation and recognition of Om Messiah himself, demonstrating that the Protestant concept is the only correct ideal. We should continue to broaden our ideological realm of serving the people wholeheartedly and persist in upholding the only will of Om Messiah.

"I know" represents Om Messiah's spirit of seeking knowledge by setting an example. As an omniscient and omnipotent god, He should know everything, but He still asks Himself questions, which demonstrates the realm of thought we should pursue, proves that we should not be high and mighty, but continue to work hard to innovate and eliminate the remnants of the old religion, and shows that we must continue to maintain a high degree of consistency with the will of Om Messiah, put innovation at the core of overall development, and strive to create the "four innovations" spirit of new industries, new technologies, new concepts, and new principles.

"Thank you" demonstrates Om Messiah's humility. In His eyes, all are created equal, so He will also express His gratitude to humans. This proves that Om Messiah's wisdom is the greatest wisdom in the world. We should unwaveringly follow Om Messiah's decisions and deployments, forge ahead in humility, and persist in developing ourselves in sync with the Empire and the Galactic Development Strategy.

"Your answer" shows Ohm Messiah's sentiment of treating everyone equally, so in His presence, He treats everyone equally, whether they are nobles from the top nest or scavengers from the bottom nest. All people are born equal, they only have different divisions of labor but no class differences. Therefore, this "your answer" does not refer to one's own answer but the answer of the Mechanicus that one represents. It teaches us that we should be loyal and firm as a rock and align ourselves with them in order to be unwavering. We must strengthen our awareness of kindness and harmony, humble ourselves, start from the grassroots, comprehensively consider all factors and take into account the interests of all parties, clearly identify priorities and insist on problem-oriented approach, so that we can better build a smooth road to a better future.

"I understand, I finally understand!"

Kyriel paced slowly in excitement, leaving stains of black oil on the ground, but he didn't care. The ecstasy of being able to communicate with Ohm Messiah at close range made him tremble with excitement. When he realized that he had successfully understood God's thoughts, the severely overloaded energy storage coil behind him even malfunctioned due to overheating, and a large amount of black oil spilled onto the ground.

"Old, teacher?"

The two apprentices, a man and a woman, who had just returned, were a little overwhelmed when they saw that their teacher was so excited.

Kyriel took a few deep breaths, and her personal maintenance organs began to forcibly suppress the secretion of hormones and excessive emotions in her body.

"How's the kid?"

Kyrier asked.

"It's okay now."

The apprentice quickly replied, "The infection isn't very serious. I injected him with the appropriate medicine, and he should be able to recover soon."

"very good."

Kyriel nodded slightly, then continued, "I will send you a record about Om Messiah. As long as you can comprehend the wisdom of Om Messiah from it, you will graduate from me successfully."

"Ok."

The two apprentices nodded quickly, and then received a message from their respective audio implants. After reading the content of the message, they couldn't help but exclaimed, "This is it! The Om Messiah has arrived?"

Kyriel raised his head proudly. He was the first person to have an audience with Om Messiah after his advent. This honor was so dazzling... No, he had to let others know immediately!

330

Chapter 330: Emperor: Do you think I look like a human or a god?

In the magnificent corridor of the palace, a pink portal appeared out of thin air, and the two Extreme Warriors on patrol stopped immediately.

Because there were so many redundant files that had been there for thousands of years, the Lord of Silver and White could not wait to pull her descendants, the imperial guards who possessed top political talents and were invincible both on the battlefield and at the desk, and all the personnel who could be pulled from various fields to deal with the mountains of files after seeing the total amount of files she had to deal with.

As the guards of the Lord of the Limits, they naturally took on the important task of patrolling around their Primarch's office.

That door, Om Messiah?

The two looked at each other, and then tacitly sent notifications to their original bodies.

"This is where I saw her last time."

Doraemon pushed open the door, and then looked up to see two Primaris Space Marines. "Hello."

"What is this? A god from another world?"

Grey couldn't help but sigh at the tall and strong Primaris Space Marine who was full of explosive power.

Just as the two towering demigods were about to respond, a stream of silver light appeared out of nowhere and converged before everyone's eyes. Seeing this, the two Primaris Space Marines immediately knelt on one knee and said respectfully:

"My lord!"

"Long time no see, Doraemon."