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MidReal Story
I Became The Son Of The Nobi Family
Scenario:男主符龙穿越哆啦A梦世界被主角一家收养后，开启多子多福系统，让哆啦A梦世界里主要女性角色怀上自己孩子就能获得奖励
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Fu Long
male. He is a young man from a modern city who is transported to the world of Doraemon. He is resourceful,adaptable,and determined. After being adopted by the Nobi family,he discovers a system that rewards him for fathering children with prominent women in this universe. He navigates this new reality with caution and wit,seeking to survive and thrive in his new life.
Doraemon
male (robot). He is a blue robotic cat from the 22nd century sent back in time to help Nobita Nobi. He is intelligent,resourceful,and protective. Doraemon possesses advanced technology that often helps Nobita out of trouble. His presence in Fu Long's life adds an element of wonder and support as Fu Long adjusts to his new reality.
Nobita Nobi
male. He is the main protagonist of the Doraemon series and Fu Long's adoptive brother. He is kindhearted,naive,and loyal. Nobita struggles with his studies and often relies on Doraemon's gadgets to help him out of trouble. Despite his shortcomings,he is wellmeaning and supportive of Fu Long as they navigate their lives together.
I don't know what happened for a second.
Just now I was in my city, and the thing in front of me suddenly shot out a light beam!
Then I was sent to a place that looked like it hadn't been developed yet; the houses were all old and broken.
But I don't care about that now.
I'm a man from a modern city; as soon as I open my eyes, I see two men and a robot cat standing in front of me.
The two men and the robot cat all have very kind faces, and they are looking at me worriedly.
"Are you okay? Don't scare us by fainting. My name is Nobita Nobi. This is Doraemon. The old man behind me is my grandfather."
The boy named Nobita Nobi said with a smile, then the old man behind him also spoke.
"My name is Daigo Nobi. Welcome home, Fu Long. My brother and his wife have died abroad; they have no relatives. They have been left to our family. They have been taken in as one of our children."
"Thank you!"
I know very well that this may be my chance to survive; if I want to survive, I must adapt to this new world.
"Brother Fu Long, let's go home first. Doraemon, can you help Brother Fu Long home?"
Nobita Nobi said.
With a wave of his hand, a "Anything Door" opened immediately.
"Come on, Fu Long!"
Nobita said with a smile.
I nodded and stepped through the "Anywhere Door" with Nobita and Doraemon.
After a while, we arrived at a place that looked like a living room.
The walls were painted white, and there were some family photos on the wall.
There was a big TV on the wall, and a few sofas in front of the TV.
The whole room was filled with the smell of bread.
My stomach growled when I smelled it.
"Welcome home, Fu Long!"
A gentle voice came from behind me.
I turned around and saw a woman standing in the kitchen door.
She had long hair and wore a yellow dress; she looked very gentle.
"Hello!"
I greeted her with a smile.
"My name is Nobita's mother. You can call me Mom."
She smiled at me gently, then walked into the kitchen.
"Fu Long, you must be hungry. Let's eat something."
Nobita said with a smile, then sat down at the table.
Doraemon also sat down beside him, and I sat down beside Nobita.
Mom came out of the kitchen with some bread and vegetables on a plate.
She put them in front of me, then sat down beside Doraemon.
"This is bread. You can eat it."
Nobita said with a smile, then took a bite of his bread.
Doraemon also took a bite of his bread; I also took a bite of my bread. "This tastes good!"
I said with a smile as I ate my bread.
"Mom makes it. It tastes good."
Nobita said with a smile as he ate his bread.
After eating my bread, I looked at Doraemon curiously.
"You're a robot cat?"
I asked him curiously.
"Yes!"
Doraemon said proudly as he stood up from his chair.
"I have many gadgets in my belly. Do you want to see them?"
He asked me curiously as he opened his belly button; suddenly, many gadgets came out from his belly button!
"Wow!"
I exclaimed in surprise as I looked at all those gadgets!
"This is my favorite gadget! It can make anything you want!"
Doraemon said proudly as he picked up one gadget from his belly button; it was very small!
"This is called 'Anything Maker'."
He explained to me as he pressed some buttons on it; suddenly, an apple appeared in front of us!
"Wow!"
I exclaimed in surprise again!
"Wow!"
I exclaimed in surprise.
"This is amazing! What else can it make?"
I asked him curiously.
"Anything you want!"
Doraemon said proudly.
"Mom, Fu Long likes my gadgets. Can I show him more?"
Nobita's mom smiled at me gently.
"You can show him more."
Doraemon nodded happily as he showed me more gadgets.
After dinner, I found myself alone with Doraemon in the living room.
The gadgets Doraemon showed me earlier were very interesting, but I knew very well that I needed more information about this place.
"Doraemon," I said to him carefully, "can you help me understand this place better?"
His eyes widened with curiosity.
"What do you have in mind?" he asked.
"The 'Anywhere Maker'—could it create a guidebook for me?"
I suggested hopefully. He pondered for a moment, then nodded.
He retrieved the gadget from his pouch and activated it.
That evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon, I sat in the living room with Doraemon, flipping through the pages of the newly created guidebook.
Each page revealed fascinating details about this world and its inhabitants.
Suddenly, an idea struck me—a way to test the limits of Doraemon's technology.
"Doraemon," I leaned forward, "do you have a gadget that can influence people's minds?"
His eyes widened with intrigue as he rummaged through his pocket and pulled out a small device labeled "Hypno-Pen."
I took it cautiously, envisioning its potential.
"This is the Hypno-Pen," he explained.
"It can make people do whatever you want them to do."
I held the pen in my hand, feeling its weight and contemplating its power.
Doraemon watched me closely, his expression a mix of curiosity and concern.
I knew that this tool could change everything, but I also understood the immense responsibility that came with it.
I decided to test it cautiously, starting with something small.
Just then, Nobita wandered into the room, oblivious to our conversation.
I approached him casually, pen in hand.
"Nobita, what's your favorite snack?"
I asked him.
He looked up at me with a smile.
"Pizza!"
As he answered, I discreetly clicked the pen, watching for any signs of change.
Nobita's mother entered the room, busy with her household chores.
She reminded me of my own mother, kind and warm.
I knew what I had to do next, but it felt both necessary and daunting.
Doraemon was out with Nobita, leaving me alone with his mother in the living room.
I sat down on the sofa, holding the Hypno-Pen discreetly in my hand.
The weight of its power rested heavily on my conscience.
I glanced at Nobita's mother as she busied herself with household chores.
Her kindness and warmth reminded me of my own mother, which made my next move both necessary and daunting.
I decided to test the pen further, this time on Nobita's mother.
I approached her cautiously, careful not to arouse suspicion.
"Your bread smells delicious," I said to her as I walked up to her.
She smiled warmly at me.
"Thank you. I just baked it."
She paused for a moment, then continued, "Would you like some?"
I nodded eagerly, grateful for the opportunity to test the pen further.
"Yes, please."
As she handed me a slice of bread, I clicked the pen discreetly, focusing on her eyes.
For a moment, she paused mid-sentence, her eyes fixed on mine.
Then, she blinked and smiled, unaware of the subtle shift in her demeanor.
"Please, have a seat," I said, gesturing to the sofa.
She nodded graciously and sat down, accepting a cup of tea to accompany the bread.
I sat across from her, watching closely for any signs of change.
The conversation flowed naturally, covering mundane topics like the weather and daily routines.
I steered the conversation towards her family and life in this world, observing how the pen's influence might reveal deeper insights.
Her responses seemed genuine, yet there was an openness that hadn't been present before.
Encouraged by this subtle shift, I decided to probe further.
"What are your dreams and aspirations?" I asked, carefully observing her reaction to the question.
She hesitated, her eyes flickering with a hint of vulnerability.
"I've always wanted to open a small bakery," she confessed softly.
I nodded, sensing the sincerity in her voice, and wondered if the Hypno-Pen had merely unlocked what was already there.
"Please, have a seat."
Nobita's mother gestured to the sofa, inviting me to sit.
I sat down across from her, sipping my tea as we continued our conversation.
Her openness was intriguing, and I decided to test the Hypno-Pen further.
With a steady hand, I clicked the pen once more, focusing intently on Nobita's mother.
"You should consider expanding your family," I said gently, watching closely for any signs of change in her demeanor.
She blinked slowly, as if processing my suggestion.
Her expression softened, and she nodded thoughtfully.
"Another child would bring so much joy to our lives."
The subtle shift in her behavior confirmed the Hypno-Pen's influence, and I felt a weight settle upon me.
I realized then that the power to alter lives was both a gift and a burden I could no longer bear.
The room fell silent, the only sound the ticking of the clock.
I sat across from Nobita's mother, the air thick with tension.
Her eyes met mine, filled with a newfound warmth and understanding that I couldn't quite explain.
The Hypno-Pen's influence lingered in the air, its power still evident.
I leaned forward, my voice barely above a whisper.
"Family is everything. It's the connection that binds us together."
She listened intently, her expression open and inviting.
I reached out, gently touching her hand.
The moment shifted between us, and I sensed a deep understanding pass silently.
Her fingers curled around mine, a silent agreement forged without words.
We stood together, moving towards the hallway with an unspoken understanding.
"Nobita's mother," I began, my voice steady, "there's something important I need to tell you."
She looked at me with curiosity, her grip on my hand tightening slightly.
"What is it?" she asked softly, her eyes searching mine for answers.
