Chapter 236: Virtuality under the Real

Even if the blue fat man gives up the whole world, he will not give up Nobita. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Even if Nobita himself said that he couldn't contact the blue fat man, it didn't mean that Nobita was in danger, and the blue fat man wouldn't know about it.

Think about the plot in Doraemon, countless times Nobita encounters danger, and at a critical moment, the blue fat man will jump out.

From here, it can be concluded that there must be some kind of connection between the blue fat man and Nobita, which can make it detect whether Nobita is safe at the first time.

"Nobita!"

"What?"

Wu Ming turned around quickly, and the magic energy in his hand turned into a magic impact and came out of his hand.

A red blast of energy rushed to the face with a wave of heat.

Nobita's eyes widened subconsciously, and he didn't even have time to react, he was covered in the light.

"Now, it's time for Doraemon to come out!" Wu Ming withdrew his right hand, and the thought rose in his mind.

In the next second, under Wu Ming's gaze, the shock wave passed through Nobita's body and dissipated between heaven and earth.

The light gradually dissipated, and the imaginary Doraemon did not appear for a long time.

When he saw Nobita's face, he seemed to have no effect at all, but he was just startled.

"My magic blast is enough to blow up a main battle tank, and he's okay?" The phenomenon beyond common sense has attracted Wu Ming's attention.

He bowed his head slightly, and only now did he see that not only Nobita was translucent, but he himself was also the same.

The translucent body looks a bit like the virtual effect of the red queen projected in Resident Evil.

Slowly stretched out his hand, his fingers passed through his body, this unhindered feeling made Wu Ming stunned for the first time.

"Unreal?" Wu Ming chuckled in his heart and thought of Nobita's words.

The world is relative, unreal to us, and real to the people of this world.

Using the dream machine to come here, in essence, Wu Ming and Nobita are dream demons, just wandering in the real world.

Reality and dreams do not overlap in themselves.

At this moment, dreams and reality intersect, and falsehood and reality are compatible, which is equivalent to two more virtual visitors in the real world.

Therefore, in this case, if you can't break the real and the unreal, you can't cause damage to the surroundings, and if you want to attack Nobita, it becomes an impossible task.

"I've become an illusory being!"

Stretching out his hand, Wu Ming didn't need to look at it to know that his face must be ugly.

Not far away, Nobita blinked stupidly, still asking, "Brother Wu, what is flying out of your hand, the speed was too fast just now, I didn't see it clearly!" ā€

Nobita's reaction speed is six times slower than that of ordinary people.

It was equivalent to an apple falling from the sky, and after a few seconds of smashing it on his head, he realized that something had fallen.

If Newton had been such a person, gravity would not have been discovered.

Similarly, Nobita, who has this kind of sluggish reaction, can't figure out what happened just now, and looks like a problem baby.

Seeing Nobita's stupid appearance, Wu Ming felt that he couldn't bear it anymore.

Taking two deep breaths and grabbing Nobita's collar, Wu Ming grabbed Nobita like an athlete throwing a discus throw, grabbed Nobita and began to spin.

One, two, three...

After five turns in a row, Wu Ming aimed at a big tree and threw Nobita out with a swish.

Nobita, who was thrown out, flew out upside down like a baseball that was knocked away.

Crashing into a tree, passing through the tree, the invisible body passed through the tangible obstacle, not affected at all.

If it were a normal person, he would have screamed a long time ago when he was frightened like this.

It's a pity that Nobita is not an ordinary person, his body is floating in the air like a piece of paper, not only does he not feel fear, but he shouts excitedly: "I'm flying, I'm flying!" ā€

It turns out that being honest with a fool won't gain anything but prove that you're just as stupid.

At this moment, Wu Ming has such a sense of frustration, and comparing himself with Nobita's tease has no other meaning except to make himself look stupid.

"The mountains don't turn, the water turns. If you don't go, I'll go. Wu Ming couldn't stay for a second, and he didn't look at Nobita, he floated up and went into the distance.

Seeing that Wu Ming was leaving, Nobita couldn't care about the joke anymore, and hurriedly said, "Brother Wu, wait for me!" ā€

"Don't follow, you go east, I go west, if you dare to follow, I will kill you!"

Wu Ming left without looking back, only this sentence remained.

Seeing his back go away, Nobita stood stunned for a long time, and it took a long time to react, and said angrily: "Okay, you don't play with me, I play by myself, what's the big deal!" ā€

One to the east, the other to the west, the boat of friendship completely capsized.

Wu Ming was alone, wandering aimlessly to the west, and he didn't know what to do.

Without this world, he couldn't do it with his strength, let alone reverse the reality of the void.

Thinking that he might be assimilated by the world and reduced to an anime character, Wu Ming was secretly anxious at the same time, but also deeply felt what it means to be powerless.

Heaven and earth are repeated, the fire is dying, the building will collapse, and it will be difficult to support a tree.

For the next few hours, Wu Ming wandered in the jungle like a lonely ghost.

The nihilistic body is incompatible with reality.

Faced with the fate of assimilation, it is more like meat on the board, and he can't even resist, just like a death row prisoner, only waiting for the choice of fate.

An hour, two hours, three hours...

The process of waiting for the choice of fate is a painful ordeal.

It has been said that the night before the execution, condemned prisoners usually stood by the window and looked at the moon outside, looking at it all night.

Before, Wu Ming couldn't understand what it was like to feel.

Now, he felt that he understood a little, and this feeling was mixed with a faint urgency and a slight relaxation.

The sense of urgency is like being grabbed by someone's heart, just like not being able to breathe when there is no oxygen.

Si Si relaxed, just like a nervous candidate, and finally sat down at the exam table.

The previous anxieties and worries, after officially entering the examination room, found that there was nothing to be afraid of.

"If I am assimilated and completely immersed in this world, I don't know if there is one, and the extra plot will be arranged for me. If anything, I would like to beat Nobita 800 times a day, preferably with Doraemon, so that I will be content. ā€

Wu Ming had a whim, thinking about what kind of changes he would bring to the world after he became an anime character.

Not to mention other places, Wu Ming was born as a magician after all, and he was still a half-baked cultivator.

With his joining, Doraemon World will inevitably add a touch of fantasy style, and the original painting style will also change.

I just don't know if the world will treat him as a villain.

Think about it seriously, being a villain in the anime world usually doesn't end up too well, and being stepped on every day is not the result that Wu Ming wants.

"Doraemon World, the overall style is relaxed, entertainment and funny. I guess that even if I am assimilated, it is unlikely that I will become a villain, and I am more likely to become an extra special chapter under the main world. Well, just like the adventure of the demon world, the journey of the universe, and the future chapter, it belongs to the additional plot and the additional plot characters. ā€

If you can't resist fate, you have to try to accept it.

Wu Ming is not a woman, she can't learn to find death and life, and she won't cry, make trouble, or hang herself.

In his mind, if he can't catch Pooh's rescue, he will be assimilated by the world.

Then, what he needs is to lurk, lurk in this world, and find his own glimmer of life.

The world is fifty, the Tao is forty-nine, and there is a glimmer of life reserved in the dark.

The characters in the plot have the possibility of awakening, and there is no reason why he, an outsider, must not find a way out.

"Whoosh!"

When Wu Ming was thinking about the future, a feather arrow broke through the air.

In an instant, the feather arrow passed through his virtual body and shot unhindered into the tree behind him, nailing a fallen apple.

"Someone, no, there's an elf!" Wu Ming raised his head slightly and looked into the distance.

In my eyes, an elf girl was holding a bow and arrow, jumping in the jungle, with a green and tender face.