Great time travel

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A moment later, in the middle of the dark main god square, a bunch of burning bonfires were lit again.

But the people sitting around the bonfire did not have the happy atmosphere of eating and drinking together, enjoying good wine and food.

"...I've tried it just now, and the doors of the rooms around the square can't be opened—poor my house of collections!"

Wang Qiu came out of the darkness with a flashlight, and sat down beside Doraemon dejectedly, "...Everyone might as well brainstorm and talk about it, what should we do in this dilemma? Think of a way to restart this thing?"

He held up the "Lord God" that was only the size of a baseball and looked like a silver-white metal ball with one hand, and showed it to everyone under the firelight.

"...Although there is no way to restart, I don't recommend doing so, because it may lead to unpredictable dangers."

Nagato Yuki replied with her eternally calm poker face, "...This is the conclusion reached after repeated calculations by the information integration thought body."

"...But we have to find a way to go home! This cool young lady!" Nohara Shinnosuke lamented, rubbing his head, "...If I don't make it in time for dinner, my mother will definitely leave it on my plate again Down a whole bunch of nasty green peppers..."

——It’s all over, and you’re still worried about eating green peppers for dinner?Uh... However, for children, it seems that they can't ask too much.

"...If you just let me go back alone, the information integration thought body can still be done. But you can't." Nagato Yuki replied honestly, "...because it requires a complete transformation of my body as information, and then re-materialized in the outside world..."

"...Oh oh oh, Youxi-chan is so cunning, why can you go out alone? Hurry up and bring the regiment leader home with you! Otherwise, you will be punished! Punish!" Suzumiya Haruhi yelled when he heard the words , and then hugged Nagato Yuki's shoulders, shaking violently for a while.

"...Sorry, this request has exceeded the capabilities of the information integration thought body..."

Although being shaken to one side by the unreasonable leader Haruhi Suzumiya, Nagato Yuki still did not change his previous statement.

In desperation, Wang Qiu had no choice but to stuff the "Lord God" into his storage space, and planned to study it after a while.

However, when everyone was frowning and unable to do anything about the predicament, Doraemon stretched out his hand and knocked on his head as if he had suddenly realized: "...that's right! Why did I forget that there is another trick?! Although the random door is in It can’t be used here, but that must be okay!”

While talking excitedly, he untied the four-dimensional universal pocket on his belly, "...I have two such dimensional pockets, one of which is hung on the body, and the other spare is placed under the pillow. More The important thing is that the two of them are connected to each other and can be connected to any time and space - if I am in another place, Nobi Nobita can reach me through the spare bag... I was in the Platinum Labyrinth of Chamocha Planet before. At that time, Nobi-kun used this method to find me (for details, please refer to Doraemon's long novel "Nobita and the Platinum Labyrinth"). Now, as long as it is reversed, get in from this pocket, and come out from the other side. closet..."

For this unexpected joy, Wang Qiu's eyes brightened immediately, and his brows were brimming with joy—even if he couldn't return to the real world he was in, being able to go to the world of Doraemon was at least better than this goddamn master god's space. Be strong—but Haruhi Suzumiya looked at the dimensional pocket that Doraemon untied from his belly, and looked a little disgusted, "...such a dirty pocket, I really don't want to get in it! Also, this is really Can it work?"

"... Logically, it should be possible... But let me try it first!"

Doraemon's eyeballs rolled around, and he said with some uncertainty, then he tried to put one foot into the pocket, then the other... Finally, his whole body was "swallowed" by the pocket - like It has such a chubby body, but it disappears into such a bag the size of underwear, and the bag itself does not bulge at all... It really feels a little creepy.

——Fortunately, in the horror and supernatural films of infinite space, there are many more frightening things than this, and Wang Qiu has long been used to it.

Under the nervous and expectant eyes of everyone, after a few minutes, Doraemon's round head came out of the pocket again.

"...It worked, the opposite side of the pocket is Nobi-kun's room! The spare pocket was thrown on the tatami mat... Heh, that fellow Nobi must have secretly taken items out of the spare pocket to play while I was away... I hope Just don't cause any trouble..."

Doraemon muttered naggingly, and then disappeared into his pocket again, "... Come here quickly, too! You can still make it to dinner!"

"...Yoha! Very good! You guys wait, let the leader go first!"

Miss Suzumiya Haruhi, who never lacked the spirit of humility, immediately pounced on her - but she didn't step in rashly, but put the dimensional pocket on her head first, and then she was like a cat drilling a hole In the same way, the whole person crawled slowly over.

Then, Nagato Yuki also followed suit, and then Nohara Shinnosuke... After the three of them crawled through the dimensional pocket one by one, only Wang Qiu was left alone in the entire space of the main god—as if being transported It's the same as before "Resident Evil 1".

Looking back at the dark and empty scenery around for the last time, Wang Qiu sighed slightly melancholy, bent down, grabbed the edge of the bag with both hands, and put his head into Doraemon's dimensional pocket... At this moment, a sudden change occurred!

That mechanical and monotonous voice sounded again in the space of the Lord God:
"... Forced logout, start!"

——In an instant, the space of the main god collapsed... a complete collapse, not even a little dregs or traces left.

And our protagonist Wang Qiu suddenly disappeared from the space of the main god just before the collapse...

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After a moment of dizziness, Wang Qiu felt as if he had been in another world.

The summer sun shone hotly on the body, and the annoying cicadas and barking dogs sounded in my ears again...

Uh-huh?dog barking?
Wang Qiu suddenly felt a shock, and quickly pulled the dimensional pocket off his face, looked around, and found that he was still staying at the end of that sweltering and dirty alley, still wearing the temporarily borrowed city control uniform on his body, and still holding his hand. Holding the rusty watermelon knife, and the group of grinning wild dogs in front of him... everything was the same as when he received the call before and was fooled into the infinite space.

——However, the urban management intern who was besieged is no longer what it used to be... As he thought this with a little complacency, he raised his rusty watermelon knife to the barking wild dogs with a smirk, Confidently want revenge...

However, after just a few seconds, Wang Qiu, who discovered that all bloodlines and enhancements had been deprived, could no longer laugh.

Then, in this narrow and dirty alley, there was a sound of dog barking and the angry roar of a certain man.

"...The god of the son of a bitch! Give me back my physique enhancement and fighter skills! I despise your eighteen generations of ancestors!"

——After the crashed main god, our protagonist Wang Qiu seems to be about to be ruined by the fickle fate...