dkrc Chapter 1946 [Fully Functional Portable Eco-living Unit], the Mobile Umaru-chan's Happy House!
Chapter 1946 [Fully Functional Portable Eco-living Unit], the Mobile Umaru-chan's Happy House!
Chapter 1946 [Fully Functional Portable Eco-living Unit], the Mobile Umaru-chan's Happy House!
When Doraemon and Nobita emerged from their comfortable "tent," rubbing their sleepy eyes and fully waking up, it was already broad daylight.
The soft sunlight fell on this prehistoric land, dispelling the chill of the night and the last wisp of mist, illuminating the lush fern forest around it with crystal clarity.
The air was so fresh it carried the unique fragrance of plants and soil, and occasionally an unidentified bird would flutter its wings and fly by, emitting a clear chirping.
But the grand banquet of last night has vanished.
In the center of the camp, the campfire was now reduced to a small pile of grayish-white ashes lying on the cleared ground.
The enormous tables laden with dazzling, mouthwatering delicacies were gone; the plates and glasses had vanished without a trace, as if they had never existed.
The rich, complex aromas of various foods that were so enticing had completely dissipated in the air, replaced by the freshness of grass and trees, the slightly fishy smell of soil, and the scent of sunshine.
Looking around, apart from the tent capsules and gourmet tablecloth that Doraemon prepared last night, as well as the modified stones, the campsite appeared spacious and quiet.
The crowd that gathered last night has already left.
"It's already over."
Nobita Nobi stared at the empty campsite before him, the scene from last night still vivid in his mind, and he felt a sudden emptiness in his heart.
It's like waking up from a wonderfully lively dream, leaving only the unreal feeling of a room filled with quiet sunlight.
Last night, the exquisite flavors, the dazzling starry sky, and everyone's smiles were all so vivid, as if they had just happened, yet they also felt so distant, as if separated by a layer of frosted glass.
He subconsciously touched his stomach, which was already flat, but the feeling of fullness and happiness from his memory still seemed to linger faintly.
"Yes, the banquet is over, Nobita."
"It seems everyone has already gone back."
Doraemon stood beside him, nodded, and a hint of satisfaction mixed with a touch of melancholy flashed across his eyes.
The morning breeze, carrying the scent of grass and dew, swept across the empty campsite and brushed against Doraemon's head.
It stared silently at the pile of cooled ashes, the scenes from last night flashing through its mind.
The soaring aroma, the dazzling, magical golden light, the friends from all over the world gathered together, the campfire illuminating everyone's faces, and the vast, speechless starry sky above.
For Doraemon, wasn't all of this an extremely fantastic experience?
Especially the dishes made by Chef Xiao and Erina Nakiri, each one seems to contain magic and can directly touch the soul.
The layers of flavor, the complexity of aromas, the changes in texture, and even the warm and pleasant emotions that food evokes.
All of these have surpassed its past definitions of "delicious".
It even felt somewhat "worried" that it would probably never forget the taste of the dishes it had enjoyed last night.
Will I still be able to enjoy ordinary food as much as before? Even my favorite dorayaki will seem bland and tasteless now.
"Speaking of which, Nobita."
Doraemon seemed to have thought of something, suddenly looked at Nobita, pointed his round hands at each other somewhat shyly, and said with a mix of bashfulness and anticipation:
"The dishes that Master Chef and Erina make can also be redeemed with points, right?"
"what?"
Nobita, still savoring the afterglow of last night's feast, was taken aback by Doraemon's sudden question. He blinked, looked at Doraemon's somewhat eager yet embarrassed expression, and then suddenly realized what he meant, bursting into laughter.
"Hahaha, I see."
"Doraemon, are you reluctant to part with last night's meal?"
"I remember that Chef Xiaojia and Erina-nee-san made you special dorayaki, right?"
Doraemon's face seemed to turn slightly red after Nobita saw through his thoughts, but he did not deny it.
After all, Chef Xiaojia and Erina did make a dorayaki for it separately.
The taste of those dorayaki truly gave it an incredibly dreamlike experience, a delicious flavor that is absolutely unforgettable.
"But it's true, the dishes made by Chef Little and Erina are so delicious that they make your soul tremble, and you can never forget them."
After laughing, Nobita showed a look of complete agreement and lingering satisfaction; then, he nodded firmly, his tone becoming relaxed and certain:
"Yes, you can redeem it. I saw it in the store."
"Whether it's the cuisine from Erina's world or the cuisine from Chef Xiaojia's world, both can be exchanged."
"And the price is very cheap. The points earned from recycling one bamboo dragonfly can be exchanged for many."
Since the bamboo dragonfly can be recycled for 500 points, the dishes that cost no more than 10 or 20 points are indeed very cheap for Nobita.
Of course, there are also expensive ones, but none of them are worth as much as "500 points".
"Really? That's great!!"
Upon hearing this, Doraemon's slightly awkward expression was immediately replaced by immense joy, and he even jumped up and down excitedly.
Bamboo dragonflies are very cheap. You can buy many with the gold that Nobita redeems with his points, and one bamboo dragonfly can be redeemed for 500 points.
It's like they can eat a lot of dishes made by Chef Ninja and Erina with just one point, and even eat them every day. How could that not make them happy?
Seeing Doraemon's somewhat excited state, Nobita laughed again and then looked at the scenery in front of him.
The sun was warm, the wind was gentle, and the surrounding prehistoric scenery was magnificent and novel.
But Da Xiong felt that compared to the atmosphere last night, the tranquility and sunshine at this moment made him feel a little lost and inexplicable.
That grand feast was like a pebble thrown into a lake, creating ripples upon ripples; now the pebble has sunk to the bottom, the ripples have subsided, and the lake has returned to calm, yet it always makes one want to recall the beauty of those rippling waves.
However, the good memories will always remain in his heart; and now, a new day has begun, and he must look forward.
There will still be opportunities for banquets in the future.
In the chat group.
An ordinary group admin: "The banquet is over."
An ordinary group admin: "I'm back, feeling lazy.jpg"
An ordinary group admin said: "But Doraemon's tent is quite comfortable. The interior space is almost like a house, and it even has a built-in temperature control system and air circulation. Lying inside, you don't feel like you're in the wild at all."
An ordinary group owner commented: "It can also automatically change and wash, remove dust, and even the bedding smells like it's been sun-dried. Future technology is so convenient."
An ordinary group admin commented: "I want one now! I almost forgot to bring back the Doraemon tent when I left. So envious.jpg"
At this moment, Su Yunqing had returned from Doraemon's world to her own, and was lying on her own chair, immersing her consciousness in the chat group.
She stayed at the campsite last night and naturally enjoyed the "automatic unfolding comfort tent" provided by Doraemon.
It truly lives up to its reputation as a futuristic device; the interior space far exceeds the exterior, and it also features intelligent and comfortable environmental control as well as automatic cleaning functions, which made her quite tempted.
Although she certainly wouldn't live in the wild, and wouldn't use it many times, it's hard for people to consider whether they'll need it in the future when they want something.
Himouto! Umaru-chan: "Yeah, yeah, I feel the same way! (Hamster nods.jpg)"
Himouto! Umaru-chan: "That tent is amazing!"
Himouto! Umaru-chan: "A soft bed that can also adjust the room lighting and play sleep-inducing white noise."
Himouto! Umaru-chan: "And when I woke up this morning, the tent was spotless, even the potato chip crumbs I accidentally dropped on the floor last night were automatically cleaned up, starry-eyed.jpg"
Himouto! Umaru-chan: "I even want to bring it back as my own room."
After seeing Su Yunqing's words, Xiaomai also agreed.
That seemingly small tent actually had an astonishingly large interior space, almost like a fully-equipped luxury bachelor apartment.
The soft, smart bed that automatically adjusts its support according to posture is just the basics; what amazes her even more is that it includes almost everything she needs for her ideal "perfect home."
A spacious and bright bathroom, an extra-large floating TV, an adaptive sofa so comfortable you won't want to get up, a high-performance computer, an automatically heated carpet, and even a cabinet full of snacks.
This isn't a tent, it's clearly a mobile Umaru-chan's happy house!
Compared to the living gadgets Doraemon had taken out in the memory dungeon before, she felt that the integration and comfort of this tent were on a completely different level!
It is estimated that this will be an extremely high-end item even in the future world.
But what really appealed to her was the "automatic recycling and cleaning" function.
The potato chip crumbs she dropped on the floor when she went home to watch TV last night had disappeared when she looked at the carpet again today, and it was spotless.
If her home had similar features, she could lie on the carpet without restraint, watching TV, playing games, and eating snacks, without worrying about making a mess of the room or being nagged and forced to clean by her brother.
Just imagining that wonderful life where you can lie down completely, do whatever you want, and not have to worry about cleaning up afterwards makes Xiaomai feel an overwhelming sense of happiness.
"Ah, I really want that tent. I really want it!"
Umaru buried her face in the soft pillow and let out a longing whimper.
After struggling internally for a while, Xiaomai, clinging to the hope that "it might not be expensive," searched for relevant items in the group store.
She quickly found her target.
[22nd Century Childcare - Full-Function Portable Eco-Living Unit (Camping Tent Type)], with detailed feature descriptions below, including all the features she has experienced, and even more cutting-edge technologies she hasn't discovered yet.
However, when her gaze fell on the price tag, the sparkle in her eyes instantly dimmed.
Ten quarters of a year.
Even for her, the price was a bit too expensive.
Although she could take it, her world was just the everyday world, so earning points was still very difficult for her.
Moreover, it's obvious to anyone with a brain that if her brother, Doma Taihei, knew that she had spent such a "huge sum" just to buy a tent for "better lying down, creating trash that doesn't need cleaning up," and that she was planning to stuff this thing into her room...
Even if her brother has the best temper, he'd probably be angrier than ever before, right? He might force her to do extra chores, or even lock up her game console and snack cabinet!
"Hmm, it really doesn't work."
Umaru slumped back onto the beanbag chair, looking dejected, like a hamster that had lost its dreams.
"We should wait until we don't need any more points before we talk about it."
"But when will we no longer be short of points?"
The Magician Under the Moonlight: "???"
The Magician Under the Moonlight: "The tent has this function? I didn't know that!"
The Magician Under the Moonlight: "Seriously, didn't you guys go to sleep right after washing up? You even ate potato chips? Shocking.jpg"
The Magician Under the Moonlight: "No, you ate so much tonight, shouldn't you savor the lingering happiness? Did you guys eat potato chips after you got back? And tried out the other functions of the tent?"
Clearly, Kaito Kuroba, who also stayed at the campsite last night but didn't pay much attention to the other functions of the tent, was quite surprised by the "experience" described by Su Yunqing and Umaru.
In his view, after such a feast, shouldn't a normal person go to sleep peacefully with a feeling of happiness and fullness, and savor the experience?
How come these two still have the energy and appetite to eat snacks and play on the equipment in the tent?
An ordinary group admin: "Sleeping?"
An ordinary group admin: "Don't you want to look at what you're saying?"
An ordinary group admin said: "Ordinary people need to sleep to rest, but we are not ordinary people."
An ordinary group admin: "Even for you, it doesn't matter whether you sleep or not right now, does it?"
An ordinary group admin: "Or perhaps we can use cultivation to replace sleep?"
Su Yunqing was somewhat speechless after seeing Kuroba Kaito's words.
If they were ordinary people, they would certainly need to sleep, but how many of them are ordinary people?
She is an angel, Umaru is the goddess of death, and even Kaito Kuroba himself is an ability user who has obtained the "first-order" level spatial ability, so it doesn't matter if he doesn't sleep.
Sleep is not a necessity for them.
An ordinary group admin: "So, you just went straight to sleep last night?"
The Magician Under the Moonlight: "."
The Magician Under the Moonlight: "Although my body can handle it, I don't usually plan to practice at night."
After seeing Su Yunqing's words, Kuroba Kaito chuckled awkwardly.
If the group admin hadn't mentioned it, he would have forgotten that he wasn't an ordinary person, and sleep wasn't a necessity for him.