Cartoonist in Doraemon

"Nobita, this guy is not bad."

Fat Tiger also wiped his nose with his index finger, and a smile appeared on his face.

In any case, as outsiders, they can perform well in front of the locals of Wind Village, which is equivalent to gaining face for their team.

In this matter, Fat Tiger is actually on the same camp as Nobita.

"As expected of Nobita, his talent in shooting is truly unparalleled..."

As someone who knew Nobita very well, Doraemon smiled helplessly and said after seeing this result.

It can also be heard from what he said. Although Nobita's talent in shooting is indeed unmatched, it is only limited to shooting talent.

As for other talents. . . Forget it, just don’t mention it.

People as useless as Nobita have their own strengths, which at least proves that when God closes a door, he will also open a window for you.

"You just said this was your first time playing, weren't you lying to us...?"

After Nobita and Temujin came down from high altitude, Kunmujin, Domuzhen and Yamuzhen also gathered around and asked Nobita curiously.

As local residents of Wind Village, they actually often gather together to practice games like throwing wind bombs.

After all, this can also be a means of attacking others, if the two guys from the Lan tribe were not willing to leave voluntarily in the morning.

Then Temujin and the others might have to fight them.

When everyone can use the power of wind, the advantage of numbers can be reflected.

There were only two people on the other side, and if Temujin included Doraemon and Nobita, there were nine people.

Don't forget, among these nine people, there is also Doraemon who can come up with various magical props from the future.

Although he often misses the mark at critical moments, I have to say that sometimes he is quite reliable.

In this case, it is definitely the most correct decision for the two opponents to run away.

"Actually, it's nothing. Thanks to Temujin's relatively stable flight, I was able to hit so accurately..."

Being praised by so many people at the same time, even with Nobita's shamelessness, it was a bit difficult to hold up the scene.

"What I did is nothing. The main reason is that Nobita, your shooting talent is really great."

Seeing Nobita's humble look, Temujin also smiled, and then spoke matter-of-factly.

This is indeed the truest evaluation in his heart.

He was the closest to Nobita just now, so he felt more intuitively that Nobita indeed had unparalleled shooting skills.

"Okay, okay, let me give it a try next. I think I must be more powerful than that guy Nobita...!"

After Nobita came down, Fat Tiger couldn't wait to try this new game.

What he had just observed was almost the same. The game of throwing wind bombs probably relied on the wind wheel in his hand to trigger the wind, forming a strong airflow, and then fired it at the wind flag on the flagpole.

In fact, to put it bluntly, the principle is similar to playing baseball, but the way of exerting force is slightly different.

. . . . . .

Just as Nobita, Doraemon and others were visiting the Wind Village with great interest, some changes also occurred on the other side.

The territory of the Lan tribe.

The two Lan clan members who were forced back by Temujin, Domujin and others in the morning also returned to their clan stronghold.

"What do you two mean to say that four people wearing alien costumes interfered with your actions, which led to the failure of the mission?"

Sitting at the head of a hall was a man wrapped in black robes. The red light emanating from his eyes also made people shudder.

After hearing this voice, the two people who were sent out to perform the mission also looked submissive and trembling on the ground of the hall.

"Yes...Yes, Lord Wulanda, we are about to succeed. Without those few people, our mission will definitely not fail."

The two people from the Lan tribe looked at each other and defended themselves in a tone of begging for excuse.

Although when the person in front of me opened the tomb not long ago, they were digging soil and walls together, and their status was equal to each other.

But now the other party has transformed into the former leader of the Lan clan, Lord Wulanda.

For the patriarch who once led the Lan clan to a glorious era, they could only respectfully carry out the tasks assigned to them by the other party.

"Aliens..."

Obviously, Ulanda also fell into brief contemplation about this foreigner.

"Master Wu Landa, those so-called aliens are most likely from the outside world. If they can come here, they may have some clues on them."

At this time, sitting at the head of the hall, next to the Lan tribe member who was possessed by Wu Landa, stood a bearded man with an attentive smile, and these words came from his mouth.

"Oh? Storm, what do you think?"

Wulanda's red eyes looked at the bearded man next to her.

After he woke up, although his past memories were partially restored, he didn't know much about the overall situation now.

After all, he had been sealed in the tomb for many years, and the outside world was very different from before. He really needed a subordinate who could give him advice.

"According to my idea, Lord Ulanda can do this first..."

The bearded man called Storm walked slowly to Ulanda's side, with a wicked smile on his face, whispering to him.

"Very good, in that case, then act according to your plan. If you succeed, you will be a meritorious minister in reviving our Lan tribe!"

After listening to Storm's words, Ulanda's face also showed a wanton smile.

"It would be my honor."

Storm also continued to keep the wicked smile on his face, while bowing his head and cooperating.

As everything settled, a hint of conspiracy gradually spread throughout the territory of the Lan tribe.

Nobita, Doraemon and others who accidentally broke in here had no idea at this time that they had been inexplicably targeted by the Storm Clan.