Synopsis: Be a Group Owner from Today

Natsu: "Hey, hey, isn't this just something to play with children? What's so strange about this?"

Seeing that everyone didn't know what to do, Doraemon smiled slightly, and then held up a bamboo dragonfly and started to demonstrate: "Just put it on your head, you can control the flight at will through your brain, and you don't need extra power. Go wherever you go!"

Everyone was shocked when they heard the description of how much they could fly when they put them on.

Don't think about it, immediately.

Put the bamboo dragonfly on the head.

Then, a miraculous scene happened.

I don't know why, the people wearing bamboo dragonfly, their feet vacated, and began to fly freely in the air.

There are a few who did it improperly, their thoughts were too violent, and they even hit the ceiling directly! "This is incredible!"

"It really flew!"

"What kind of technology is this?"

The whole group exploded at once.

The people who got the bamboo dragonfly uploaded video of the flight one after another. The incredible operation made several technical nerds in the group stunned, and even began to doubt their life.

Stark: "! What's the matter with this prop? It's so small that it's impossible to integrate a power system, let alone a manned flight!"

Bruce Wayne: "Is this the future of black tech with a reactive powertrain or something"

Seto Kaiba: "This should be a prop from the future, otherwise with the current technology, it is absolutely impossible to make such a small manned flight system."

Big Big Wolf: "Hey, this item is good, I'll dismantle it for research right away, and wait a while to batch the cottages."

......In an instant, everyone was interested.

Those who have a little scientific knowledge are amazed at the high technological content of the bamboo dragonfly.

Those who couldn't figure out the situation, they all sighed that this thing is a bit anti-physical common sense.

It is estimated that Newton bought a ticket overnight.

Chu Tian: "How about Doraemon's props are awesome?"

Everyone nodded.

Sakata Gintoki: "There's no other way to get rich, it's up to you, Big Brother Doraemon!"

Saitama: "Does this item have a design? I wonder if mass production in our world would make a lot of money."

Natsu: "No, we only make money here. Flying magic is the power that every magician dreams of!"

Conan: "Making money in our modern society."

Everyone discussed it for a while, and then unanimously decided: press it to Doraemon's house! Such a cool guy must visit in person, and the most important thing is to see what other props he has.

"Group owner! Hurry up and open the transmission permission, let's go to Doraemon's house!"

"Yes, yes! Quickly open the permissions!"

He couldn't resist the roar of the crowd, so Chu Tian packed up and prepared to go to Doraemon's house to sit.

After all, some Doraemon props only have one copy, and there is no way to send them in groups.

"Doraemon, clean up the house, we'll be right here."

Doraemon was startled, immediately.

Check out the group membership list.

Darling, look at it at a glance... There are at least three or four hundred people! Are all of them coming! Before Doraemon refused, a white light flashed in front of him, and Nobita's bedroom was directly pretended to be Full! Up and down, left and right, inside and out, fell a full three floors! "Who is it! Who is above me!"

"Who stepped on my stomach!"

"Mom, don't move! The house is going to collapse!"

Nobita's mother downstairs heard the movement and immediately.

Rush upstairs: "Nobita! Is it Shizuka and the others?"

Pushing the door open, people like a hornet's nest were placed in front of Nobita's mother.

Then the door closed again at the speed of light.

"It must be an illusion, it must be some strange prop that Doraemon used."

After a few words of self-deception, Nobita's mother hummed a ditty and went downstairs.

I have to say that after more than 100 episodes of training, Nobita's mother's psychology and quality have been very good, and basically nothing will scare her.

"Don't squeeze, don't squeeze! I'm about to be squeezed to death by you!"

Doraemon took out a flashlight from his pocket with difficulty, and shot at the surroundings.

Immediately, all the members of the group were reduced to 11 heights, and the whole room fell silent.

"This is....."

Looking at the huge beds and floors around them, everyone realized that they had been shrunk.

"It's amazing! Is this also one of the props!"