"Doraemon, I'll leave the rest to you." Nobita, having completed his task, returned to his room and fell asleep the moment his head touched the pillow.
Everything was now ready, all that was needed was the final push.
Nobi Hiroshi also returned to his bedroom, made his bed, and closed his eyes, preparing to sleep.
But he wasn't like Nobita, who could fall asleep in a second. Having just released his pent-up energy, he tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.
Fortunately, the brainwave sensor had a function to induce sleep. Doraemon controlled the machine to emit invisible waves.
Everyone wearing the brainwave sensor fell asleep. In an instant, Nobi Hiroshi was surprised to find that he had "woken up."
However, when he opened his eyes, it was still dark all around, with no scenery.
The Dream Weaver had begun to operate, and soon the surroundings brightened. The intense light made him involuntarily close his eyes.
"Am I… am I on a cloud?"
"This attire, it looks like an ancient Greek deity."
He had well-defined muscles, and his physique was truly beautiful. The iconic lightning bolts on either side of his forehead were also very imposing.
The decorative rings and Abyssal strips on his back, along with the armor that glowed with electricity to show off his wealth, were full of ancient Greek divine style.
Unlike Nobita, Nobi Hiroshi had already consulted Doraemon in advance to preview the plot.
He was currently playing the role of the God King (LSP) Zeus, who was also the villain of this world.
He recalled the plot.
Because of its corruption, the empire was punished by Zeus, bringing floods and earthquakes.
The glorious Atlantis sank into the sea in a day and a night.
The only way to stop all of this was to sacrifice the Princess of Atlantis to the God King Zeus.
As if by fate, the resigned Princess went out for a stroll and met a poor shepherd.
The two naturally fell in love. As a result, Atlantis, controlled by an enraged Zeus, sank into the vast ocean.
But with the shepherd boy's full rescue, the Princess became one of only two survivors of the Atlantis Kingdom, living happily ever after.
"Heh heh, foolish Nobita, thinking you can do whatever you want just by becoming the protagonist."
"I'm not some arrogant, indifferent idiot Zeus. Your sweet dream is destined to be shattered."
Clenching his fists, Nobi Hiroshi felt an incredibly powerful force, truly befitting a God King.
But as a deity, he had his pride, so in the original plot, he disdained to compete with ordinary humans for the Princess.
But Hiro was different; he was just an actor and didn't have the mindset of destroying what he couldn't obtain.
He absolutely had to teach that shepherd who dared to oppose a deity a good lesson.
"Atlantis, the lost kingdom, it's not the same as the pictures online before." Flying south over the clouds, Nobi Hiroshi arrived above this corrupt kingdom.
This was a place dyed blue by the sea, full of mystery and fantasy.
You might imagine palaces carved from crystal, schools of fish swimming by, giant clams opening to reveal mermaids swimming out.
Small crabs scuttling across soft sand, leaving shallow imprints, and elderly turtles slowly pushing themselves up, shaking off sand, and moving forward.
No words could describe the beautiful scenery, or rather, words could only capture a thousandth of its beauty.
Stunned for a moment, Hiro shook his head, then his figure flashed, appearing in the rich royal palace temple.
"God! The God has manifested!"
The golden-haired woman, as the high priestess, led the two rows of nuns beside her to prostrate themselves. Their eyes were filled with shock and longing, and some nuns were even trembling with fear.
The supreme God had finally come to save this corrupt and decaying kingdom.
"Rise, all of you…"
With a stern face, Nobi Hiroshi spread his arms.
Being new to this, he had never seen such a warm welcoming ceremony, which made him feel a little nervous.
But as a deity, even if it was just acting, he still had to display majesty and benevolence.
Looking at the last few rows of trembling nuns, Nobi Hiroshi slowly walked over.
"My… My Lord, what is your command…"
Perhaps having done something wrong, two petite nuns were so scared they dared not breathe, and tears had already welled up in their eyes.
"Why do you mortals tremble? Is your heart perhaps insincere?"
"No… no, My Lord, our hearts dare not be insincere!!!"
Glancing at Hiro's majestic gaze, the nuns became even more frightened, their exposed thighs trembling uncontrollably.
The high priestess at the front bit her red lips lightly, a drop of cold sweat also trickling down her temple.
"If not insincere, what does this mean?"
He opened his mouth and spoke softly, receiving no response.
Then he put his hands behind his back and murmured.
"If you have a guilty conscience, speak. Your God will understand you."
His stern expression changed, and the majestic aura around Hiro gradually softened.
He lovingly helped the kneeling nuns to their feet.
"Tha… Thank you, My Lord!!!"
Breathing a sigh of relief, the two somewhat malnourished-looking nuns recounted the entire incident in detail.
It was just a small matter of secretly eating the King's banquet.
Indeed, to Nobi Hiroshi, it was an insignificant matter, but in the current situation, it was a great sin.
The country was corrupt, and the people starved, yet the various nobles disdained to care, still living carefree lives.
The King was equally incompetent, constantly imposing and collecting taxes, even deducting from the temple offerings to the deities. The nuns rarely got a full meal, and only the high priestess was somewhat spared from hunger.
No wonder the petty God King would destroy this country; you can be poor, but you can't make the temple poor.
Nobi Hiroshi also had some reservations about this King after hearing about it. He then absolved the nuns of their sins, but they still had to "confess" to him at night.
"What is your name?"
Everyone rose, and Nobi Hiroshi came before the high priestess at the front, examining her from head to toe—a very appealing older sister type.
She wore a white nun's habit with a very high slit in the skirt, revealing a pair of jade legs clad in white stockings, with white-stockinged feet in black high heels.
Compared to others' ordinary nun habits, which were meant for modesty, hers revealed a bit too much. The skirt slit was too high, and the neckline was too low.
Moreover, her nun's habit had no headpiece; her golden long hair cascaded down like a waterfall.
Her swan-like, snow-white, elegant neck was also exposed, revealing a pure and beautiful maiden's face.
Her azure vertical pupils were like the ocean, and her pink cherry lips invited a kiss.
This high priestess was clearly a loyal believer, and she absolutely had to be amply rewarded with grace.
"My God, I am your loyal believer, Tifardo."
The golden-haired older sister slowly raised her head, her majestic form trembling uncontrollably. Nobi Hiroshi's eyeballs were drawn to move up and down with her.
As expected of a dream, it was so exaggerated. If it were in reality, she wouldn't even be able to walk.
He gazed at her from head to toe with an appreciative look. If he really did that, it would be incredibly satisfying.