The Pirate: Looking for Doraemon

Chapter 155 The last chapter of the new sailing direction
"Okay, now that we have this pamphlet, we can start looking for props now."

Nobita took a few glances at these books that recorded props piled up into a hill, and instinctively wanted to vomit, so he quickly turned his head away.

Looking at this pile of books, does it look like the five-year college entrance examination and three-year simulation you have done?
"I didn't expect there to be so many props." Doraemon scratched the back of his head embarrassingly, his tail wagging slightly.

"Which one shall we find first? Nobita."

Doraemon looked up and explained to Nobita: "The prop booklet can only show the location of one prop at a time. We have to find the first one before we can start looking for the next one."

Daxiong blurted out without hesitation: "I must go to any door first. With any door, the remaining props can be found immediately as long as you know the location."

"okay."

Doraemon nodded, got into a pile of notebooks, and quickly found the notebook recording any door.

After getting the brochure, Doraemon frowned, turned his head to look around, and from time to time raised his round flat feet to explore the deck. "Huh? Where's my pen?"

"Doraemon, what are you looking for?" Nobita suddenly smelled something bad, and asked quickly.

"Yes, Nobita. The free pen for the booklet of props is missing. You need to use this pen to draw a tick on the booklet." Doraemon's radar beard, which has been out of order, moved and looked around.

Nobita immediately looked at Marian instinctively.

Not far away, Marion let go of the fishing rod, with her legs crossed on the deck, a booklet in one hand, and a pen in the other hand, ready to write.

"Hey, it seems that this can be used for painting." Marianne showed two canine teeth.

"Marian! Stop!" Nobita shouted quickly as he stretched his black thread, grabbing a random object and throwing it over.

It seemed to be a water bag, and it sprayed a thick layer of water mist after precisely hitting Marianne's head.

Nobita rushed to Marian's side in a flash, grabbed the booklet and pen with one hand, and slashed Marian's head with the other, angrily.

"Marian, I knew it was you little girl!"

Nobita carefully checked the booklet and sighed. "It's a good thing you haven't drawn yet."

Turning his head, Nobita noticed that Marion was slowly opening his mouth, the expression on his face was slowly changing ×N, and his eyes were full of tears.

"What's the matter with you?" Nobita waved his hand in front of Marianne and asked hesitantly.

"Nobita, you sprayed the dull mood perfume on Marian." Doraemon picked up the blue label potion that fell under Marian's feet, and looked at Nobita.

"After spraying this perfume, people's reactions and behaviors will become very slow, and the whole person will be slow."

Nobita looked around at Marianne, like looking at a small statue.

"That's cute, Marianne. You can be cute when you're quiet."

Nobita squatted down, poked Marian's face, and smiled softly.

"Forget it, seeing you are so cute, I forgive you for your dangerous behavior just now." Nobita patted Marian's head.

Finally, Marion's mouth opened and closed, and finally the words she said came out of her mouth.

"it hurts…"

"Are you just reacting now?"

It seemed that Marianne was still stuck on the hand knife she rushed forward.

"Mary Ann was sprayed seven or eight times with the amount of perfume, and the dullness will be doubled."

Doraemon looked at Nobita worriedly, "Do you need to restore her? You can spray it with this quick mood perfume, and the two perfumes can be offset."

Doraemon holds up a perfume bottle with a red label.

"No need." Nobita shook his head, "It's rare to be quiet on the boat, just let the perfume evaporate freely like this."

"Then... okay." Doraemon nodded, and slowly put his props back into the four-dimensional pocket.

"By the way, Doraemon, how many things can this four-dimensional pocket hold?" Nobita asked curiously as he looked at the white four-dimensional pocket.

Doraemon licked his mouth and proudly introduced: "This pocket leads directly to another world, and no matter how many things can be put in it."

"Really?" Nobita suddenly flashed a flash of inspiration: "I also want to put some things in, is that okay?"

"Yes you can."

Doraemon nodded in agreement, and Nobita put the two famous swords Sakura Ten Deadwood and Silent Fruit into Doraemon's four-dimensional pocket for safekeeping.

"Doraemon, don't you still have a spare four-dimensional pocket?"

"Yes. But now I can't find a spare four-dimensional pocket." Doraemon put the devil fruit into the four-dimensional pocket, patted it, and then replied.

As he spoke, he bent his head down and got into the four-dimensional pocket.

"Generally speaking, as long as you enter a four-dimensional pocket, you can come out of another four-dimensional pocket."

While talking, Doraemon stuffed his head into the four-dimensional pocket, but the moment he stuffed it in, his head didn't shrink as expected.

"However, the spare four-dimensional pocket is blocked by something, so I can't go in from here and come out from the spare pocket." Doraemon raised his head and shook his tail helplessly.

"And the spare four-dimensional pocket is not a prop, there is no page for it in the props book, I don't know where it is..."

Hearing Doraemon's words, Nobita fell silent.

"Draw...what...what?"

On the side, Marianne spoke slowly.

Nobita and Doraemon looked at Marian together, and after a moment of silence, Nobita shrugged: "She is still in the conversation with me 5 minutes ago."

"Forget it, forget it if you can't find it." Doraemon laughed again, "Let's look for something else now, maybe we will meet it on the way."

Doraemon's words always have a kind of innocence and purity, Nobita also laughed and nodded.

"Look for any door first, right?" Doraemon's tongue licked his upper mouth, his round sucker hand absorbed the pen, and he used the pen to make a tick behind any door.

In less than five seconds, the tick on the brochure immediately turned into an arrow pointing south.

"Okay, then let's start the big adventure of 'Finding Lost Items' now, Doraemon." Nobita looked at Doraemon and hugged the big blue fat man excitedly.

'Why is there such a good blue fat man in this world? ! '

Afterwards, Nobita and Doraemon went back to the cabin for lunch while chatting.

Late night
On the deck, Marian stood up slowly, turned her head to look at the cabin, and took the first step.

"Is there... any... noon... lunch... meal...?"

……

Somewhere in the underground dark world
World Economic News Center

The head of the news agency, Morgans, looked at the two albatrosses who came to report in disbelief.

The beak quivered in disbelief, and the quivering feathers of Morgons slowly clamped themselves a cigar.

"Isn't it? The golden lion is really dead?"

"It's absolutely true. We've found the rest of the Golden Lion's troops at sea."

"Is it Whitebeard and the Golden Lion at war?" asked Morgas excitedly.

"No, according to the remaining troops of the Golden Lion, all this was caused by a woman. After the Golden Lion captured a woman on the White Sea, Fire Fist Ace and Nobi Nobita chased to the Golden Lion's base camp and took the entire city The base camp has been pulled out."

A green-haired albatross splashed his saliva, and described it excitedly: "At that moment, the sky was dark, the earth was shaking, the mountains were shaking, and they were about to fall..."

"Snapped!"

A huge albatross with pink hair and a green-haired albatross was stunned by its wings, and a scar was torn from the bird's eye to the neck.

"You're just playing idiom solitaire!"

The pink-haired albatross glanced coldly at the green-haired albatross, then looked at Morgans, his face became serious.

"Nobita Nobita, Fire Fist Ace and Zeng Qiwu Haisha Crocodile's member of the baroque work club 'Golden Week Marion'. It was the three of them who worked together to kill the Golden Lion, and the Golden Lion's bones were not left behind."

As the pink-haired albatross spoke, Morgonz took a deep breath.

"Moreover, the empty island where the Golden Lion base camp is located has disappeared in the White Sea. According to the Golden Lion's subordinates, there is a golden mountain in the Golden Lion base camp."

The pink-haired albatross swallowed greedily: "It is said that the golden mountain is all the savings of the golden lion over the past 20 years, and its value far exceeds the treasuries of twenty major countries. It is no less attractive than Roger's great treasure."

Morgons took another deep breath, sucking the life out of half a cigar, his eyes showing a treacherous and domineering weird light.

"Hahahahaha! The confrontation between the old era and the era is really a news that makes the whole world explode!"

Morgans stood up, spread his wings recklessly, and let the white feathers flutter and fall.

"The treasure of the golden lion? Let me pack it up a bit and make it the second high wave that makes this world more chaotic and more charming! Hahahaha!"

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　Sky Island is gone
　　
　
(End of this chapter)