Infinite: I have a lucky dice

Shizuka tilted her head to the side and thought: When did I tell Shiraro that Doraemon likes to eat Tongyaki? Did I say it and forget it?

"There are other dim sum here, as well as Nobita's favorite rice cake, and Shizuka, this mung bean cake is delicious."

Doraemon looked at Bai Lang with admiration: "Bai Lang is really careful, if only Nobita was half as good as you."

Nobita, who was eating rice cakes, felt a little aggrieved: "Shizuka, am I really that bad?"

Shizuka paid no attention to Nobita's expectant gaze.

After tilting his head and thinking for a while, he answered Nobita seriously: "Bai Lang is really good, compared with him, Nobita you are a little worse." "

Nobita petrified and felt so lonely.

"Shizuka, you praise me too much, I'm not that good, and Nobita is not bad, there are many advantages."

"Really? Bai Lang or you know me best, so what are my advantages? Hearing Shiro's words, Nobita regained his fighting spirit, eager to get his compliment.

As soon as these words came out, Bai Lang was embarrassed.

Is this kid stupid? Is this polite good, how do you let me praise you?

The teacher taught me to be honest since I was a child, you are embarrassing me!

"Uh..." Looking at Nobita's eyes, Bai Lang was a little hesitant.

"You're a good guy..."

..."⊙ω⊙

" is that? That... So what other advantages do you find in me? Nobita looked at Bai Lang with blank eyes.

The corners of Bai Lang's mouth twitched, are you picking wool? What virtue do you have that you are not clear about?

Do you want me to praise you for being simple?

"Nobita you can't underestimate kindness, now this era is getting faster and faster, kindness also disappears with age."

"Although you are lazy, stupid, poor in study, and ugly, you must maintain the advantage of kindness, as long as you have this advantage, you are the best person."

Looking at Bai Lang's extremely serious face, Nobita finally believed his words.

"Bai Lang still knows me best!"

"Huh... You know..." Bai Lang was a little embarrassed.

Finally, the last two people arrived.

The five people got into the drawer of Nobita's desk one after another, standing on the time machine, Bai Lang was very surprised to look at the colorful space-time passages around him.

Countless colors are intertwined, and a twisted clock is turning.

"Doraemon, what are these clocks?" Bai Lang asked, pointing to the clocks around him.

Because he had a good impression of Bai Lang, Doraemon explained: "These are the time-space entrances of time periods, if you want to go there, just look for these space-time clocks."

"For example, if we are going to go twenty years later, we will have to find the space-time clock twenty years from now."

"Space-time clock?" Bai Lang's eyes flickered, and he could wander freely in various time and space, what a wonderful machine.

Doraemon operates in front of the time machine, and soon the time machine is driving in the time passage.

A few minutes later, the time machine stopped next to a space-time clock.

"Well, this is the world in twenty years, here you are all twenty-seven or eight years old, no longer useless, you should also get married and have children."

"Bastard! Are you saying that we are very useless? The fat tiger was instantly furious, and raised his fist to beat Doraemon.

Doraemon, on the other hand, silently took out the air cannon from his four-dimensional pocket and put it on his hand.

"Are you going to fight me?"

Looking at the air cannon facing him, the fat tiger scolded in seconds: "How come, how can I beat you?"

"Okay, let's hurry over." Doraemon operated again, and then a wormhole that Bai Lang was familiar with appeared next to him.

Compared to the wormhole when he crossed it, this wormhole is not too good.

There is no discomfort at all.

When a few people reappeared, it was a huge space, like a crystal carved toilet.

The golden toilet in the middle blinded everyone.

"Wow! Is this golden? The little man directly hugged the entire toilet and examined it carefully.

Deeply influenced by his family, Xiaofu has a special value for money.

"Well, in twenty years, human science and technology are very developed, these are artificial gold, and there is no difference from real gold, so in the future, gold is no longer a valuable thing." Doraemon explained on the side, introducing Bai Lang and them to the future.

To be honest, the technological level of Doraemon World shocked Bai Lang.

He was born in 1965, just one year younger than Nobita.

Twenty years from now, it will be 1992, and the technology of the future is the horror of development.

"Then let's take this golden toilet back, and if we sell it at that time period, we will be rich!" Xiaofu looked at the others with excitement.

For money, Bai Lang has no impression now, anyway, his mother is a rich woman, and he has never needed to care about money.

And his proposal was only agreed by Fat Tiger and Nobita.

"Okay! Just sell this golden toilet and I can buy a lot of comics!

"And lots of toys and snacks."

Doraemon, on the other hand, broke their illusions with righteous words: "You'd better not do this, if you smuggle it privately, you will be wanted by the time and space police."

"Oh, Doraemon, don't be so serious, as long as it's a little bit, there won't be any problem."

Xiaofu and Fat Tiger and others don't want to give up this opportunity to make money just like that.

I still want to struggle.

"The time and space police have the power to travel through time and space at will, if you dare to do this, you will definitely not be able to escape their pursuit, and if you are locked up in time and space prison at that time, don't think about coming out again." Doraemon's words finally scared the fat tiger and them.

After all, children are still in awe of the identity of the police uncle.

After dispelling the idea of stealing the toilet, several people carefully walked out of the public toilet, and they saw a beautiful park.

All kinds of children on hoverboards are frolicking, and countless flowers that have never been seen before sway in the flower beds.

Fresh air, and clear sky, where you can see the presence of smog.

"Is this the world of tomorrow? It's completely different from what I imagined. Bai Lang sighed: "I thought it would get darker." "

In the future, a machine to clean the sky was developed, so there was no smog at all in the future, and a lot of plants that could emit fragrance were also developed, so the air was better." Doraemon walked to Bai Lang's side, and for the future world, he, the future robot, has the most say.

"Well, that's a pretty good future."