Yiren's non-human chat group

"It's a wolf?!"

Looking at the gray wolves that suddenly appeared in front of them with grinning teeth and fierce eyes flashing, the boy's eyes in the wooden shirt suddenly shrank, and his mind went blank.

Things happened so fast that Mushan's brain was unable to react.

Obviously a second ago, he was walking in the palace, trying to sort out his past memories through the little bits and pieces there.

But I had thought that I had finally gained something, and it seemed that Demushan, who seemed to understand what was going on, appeared on such a strange grassland the next moment, and he was surrounded by wild wolves?!

Almost subconsciously, Demushan's figure was about to retreat.

As soon as he took half a step back, he bumped into a petite figure.

Demushan turned around and saw a fighting princess standing right behind him. Looking further back, he could see a shepherd whose whole body was paralyzed on the ground, as if he was too frightened to move.

people.

Putting aside the embarrassing shepherd for the moment, let’s just say that the princess, who had been quite strong before, could not help but tremble all over when she faced the gray wolf and faced the danger of her life. Her eyes widened and her body stiffened and she stood there completely.

Unable to move, he looked like a frog being stared at by a poisonous snake.

"Damn it, what the hell is going on today?!"

Having the same doubts, there was also Xiao Yiren who was lying on the ground among the wolves.

For some reason, the layer of virtual humanoid armor that originally covered Xiao Yiren's body has disappeared without a trace. The entire wolf has directly returned to its most primitive white wolf form. Even the white coat on his body does not know where it has gone. It really seems like

A primitive hungry wolf.

Xiao Yiren was quite familiar with the feeling just now, but if we really wanted to say it, there were some obvious differences.

Wasn't that thing just "swiping the screen"? It's a magical reply skill in the funny world.

As for why it is different, it is that scrolling the screen will not cause countless consecutive pictures to flash before Xiao Yiren's eyes in an instant. Those consecutive pictures strung together are more like a time travel.

But I don't understand why Xiao Yiren should think more about the current situation. The hungry wolves around him can't wait any longer.

Without any hesitation, one of the relatively strong wolves pounced directly on the children in front of them.

Naturally, the first person to bear the brunt was Demushan, who was standing at the front.

"hateful!"

Looking at the hungry wolf charging towards him, Chu Mushan gritted his teeth, but did not continue to retreat.

The main reason is that there are two people behind, and they are definitely no more than twelve years old, and one of them is his fiancée (it seems, maybe), and Demushan really can't win them over no matter how much he cares.

Top the front.

"Damn it, let's fight!"

He habitually took out a short blade from his waist. Even he didn't know why it was there. Looking at the hungry wolf rushing towards him, he took two steps forward to get out of his wooden shirt and let himself and the person he wanted to protect.

There was a little distance between them to ensure that they had a certain amount of room to retreat, and then they dwarfed slightly, holding the dagger, and thrust forward towards the hungry wolf's big mouth.

The current situation is quite bad. There are too many wolves around, and it is almost impossible to escape unscathed, so Chu Mushan is very decisive.

Only one punch can be used to avoid hundreds of punches. After this move, Demushan's left hand may directly lose its fighting ability or even be broken off. However, in this critical moment, this is the best plan that Demushan can come up with.

Unfortunately, this move was a matter of urgency. Although it was not a stupid move, the hungry wolf wandered from the wilderness, and its wild intuition and fighting ability were not comparable to those of Chu Mushan.

The figure dodged and dodged Demushan's blade, and then hit Demushan's body directly, forcing him to the ground.

Fortunately, Demushan's reaction was not slow either. He directly pulled out another short blade from his waist bag with his other hand and slashed hard at the hungry wolf's belly.

In an instant, colorful blood surged, and green juice spread all over Mu Shan's face.

"Green? Green?

"

A surprising thought flashed through his mind. De Mushan quickly touched the pain of the hungry wolf in front of him, then backed away from the hungry wolf and stood up, stabbed the opponent's throat with a knife, stood up and held the knife.

Facing other hungry wolves who are eager to try.

And those evil wolves seemed to be attracted by De Mushan's ferocious aura. They all looked around, but did not rush directly to surround De Mushan.

And this just gave Mushan a chance to breathe.

At this time, Demushan had the experience to observe what was wrong with the surrounding situation. He first glanced at the two people who were still staying in the same place and did not dare to move. He suddenly became angry.

"Hurry up and leave, why are you still hanging around here..."

Then he wiped his face and looked at the dark green juice on his hands. Suddenly, it seemed as if some shackles had been opened in Mu Shan's brain, and the world around him seemed to become a little clearer.

It was then that De Mushan "awakened from a dream" and understood everything.

"Oh, it turns out I was dreaming."

Then he saw a strange light screen unfolding in front of his eyes, which seemed to be notifying him that he had joined some kind of chat group.

"Hey, all your wishes have come true, even the Goldfinger panel is directly displayed."

However, Demushan did not pay attention to this for the time being, but recalled the current specific situation.

"Atlantis? Evil Prince? Shepherd..."

"I didn't expect that the first theatrical version I encountered would be the Dream Three Musketeers? Then this is the dream created by the dream maker..."

"That guy Nobita set me up to be the villain of the dream, but it seems that I don't have a golden finger at all, or maybe it's because of my strong spirit that the dream maker didn't completely hide my memory.

Causing some confusion in memory..."

"I have recovered somewhat now, but I don't know if I can stay awake the next time I dream..."

"By the way, why is this blood green? Are the inspections in the 22nd century as strict as those in the 21st century? Or maybe they are more strict..."

Of course, although Demushan understood that this was a dream, so he didn't care about the danger of wandering around, but because the dream was too real, he didn't want to try what it felt like to be bitten by wolves.

Therefore, Demushan still maintained the confrontation posture with the knife, but he did not notice at all that the guy behind him who he scolded twice was still standing there, not moving at all.

"Prince...sama?"

…

The confrontation with the wolves did not last long, and the wolves soon lost the patience to continue the stalemate.

Fortunately, Doraemon was watching next to the manufacturing machine. There was no danger before. Doraemon could let Nobita do whatever he wanted, but now the wolf is coming and will bite someone, so he will naturally

Can't just watch.

So the last scene De Mushan saw was the wolf opening its big mouth, revealing its fangs, and charging towards him.

When he reacted again, his eyes were still open, and the scene was changed to a pure white ceiling, and a relatively exquisite chandelier and ceiling.

After being stunned on the bed for several minutes, Demushan finally realized what had happened. He rubbed his eyes, sat up from the bed, and sighed speechlessly:

"As a time traveler, with this little golden finger, I'm really a picky person..."

Thinking about how he couldn't show off his power even in his dreams, Chu Mushan stretched, pushed the quilt aside, then got off the bed and started to change clothes.

In his previous life, Chu Mushan didn't have the habit of changing into pajamas, but in this life he just followed the Romans. However, it was quite comfortable to change into pajamas to sleep, but he had to change clothes several times a day, which was quite a waste of time when he was in a hurry.

That is to say, in this era here, there are no smart phones or literary works that interest Demushan. Demushan can basically go to bed early and get up early, and the study time here is far less than that in China.

, out of wooden shirt talent

So leisurely and leisurely.

After changing into a classic "Huang Pei Lan", he opened the drawer and glanced at the pistol parts on his desk that he had assembled with pocket money. Several pistol parts for safety could be assembled in tens of seconds, and then he went directly

Went downstairs.

After washing up and having breakfast, Demushan directly put on his schoolbag and headed to school.

"It seems that life will become more and more exciting in the future..."

…

At the same time, Nobi Nobita's side...

"Doraemon! Didn't you say that Kosugi would leave Shizuka and me and run away alone? Why was Kosugi's behavior in the dream just now different from what Doraemon said?"

Having just woken up from his sleep, Nobita looked at Doraemon sitting next to him playing with the dream maker. Nobita was so angry that he put his hat on Doraemon's head.

After all, the scene just now was so embarrassing that he was so frightened that he couldn't even stand up. Nobita urgently needed someone to take the blame for, otherwise he would be thin-skinned and unable to handle it.

And if Demohan really left himself and Shizuka to run away when he was in the dream, Nobita wouldn't be so ugly, so Nobita naturally put the blame on Doraemon.

As for Nobita's blaming behavior, Doraemon was obviously used to it. He just rolled his eyes and continued to fiddle with the dream maker without even looking back. While fiddling with it, he said:

"Didn't I remind you Nobita a long time ago? Although it is just a dream, it has become real because of the dream maker."

"That's why I specifically asked Nobita if you could face the ferocious wild wolf at the beginning. It was Nobita who said you could face the ferocious wild wolf that I jumped the plot there for you."

It was Nobita who deserved it. He wanted to show his majesty in front of his love rival (Demoshan) and the one he liked (Shizuka). Instead of going directly to receive the last benefit of the dream, he jumped directly to the most thrilling part.

【In view of the general environment,

He thinks that as long as he is in a dream, he has nothing to fear and will be able to steal the show.

If it were in a normal dream, it might come true. Unfortunately, in a waking dream, Nobita is still Nobita...

Obviously, Nobita also knew that his blame-blaming was untenable. After hearing Doraemon's rebuttal, he could only scratch his head helplessly, smiled, but still defended:

"I also know that my performance is not very glorious, but I, Doraemon, didn't you say that Kosugi would leave me and Shizuka and run away at that time? I think if Kosugi left me and Shizuka alone,

If I run away, I won’t become so ugly..."

Of course, the more he spoke, the softer his voice became. It was obvious that even Nobita himself couldn't stand this shameless behavior.

"Didn't I tell you Nobita a long time ago? If the real Kosugi and Shizuka were to enter Nobita's dream and play roles, there would definitely be a certain degree of deviation."

"The more inconsistent the personality is, the greater the deviation caused by the character. Nobita, do you really think it is strange that Kosugi saved Shizuka and Nobita from the wild wolf in the situation just now? What if Kosugi really saved Nobita you?

I would feel weird if you left Shizuka and ran away."

"If you really want to follow the normal plot in the tape, then don't drag Xiaoshan and Shizuka into the dream. There will definitely be no problem then..."

"Oh, forget it then. If no one else is watching, there is no point in performing well..."

Looking at the vain Nobita speechlessly, Doraemon didn't know what to say for a moment, but seeing Nobita's disappointed look, Doraemon still couldn't bear it, so he comforted him:

"Although there are indeed effects caused by personality differences, I read the description in the manual and it is obvious that there is some minor problem with this machine. Once I adjust it, the situation should be much better..."

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When Doraemon said this, Nobita immediately became confused.

"Okay! Then I'll leave everything to you, Doraemon."

"Okay, come on, come on. It's getting late and I'll go to school first. I want to play in a different dreamland at night. This time I will definitely beat Xiaosugi!"

With that said, Nobita quickly changed out of his pajamas and went downstairs to have breakfast.

Because of the dream maker, Nobita got up very early today and had a lot of time to eat breakfast slowly. He had already wasted a lot of time just now in a daze and arguing with Doraemon. If

He still wants to walk slowly to school after eating, so he needs to hurry up...

…

The other side of the other point…

Looking at the group of people disappearing in front of him and the completely frozen world, Xiao Yiren suddenly realized.

"I see, is this the world of dreams? This is quite interesting, and I remember that the dreams of the Dream Three Musketeers can connect to reality..."

"Doraemon? It's interesting, so interesting..."