Extraterrestrial Fission Organism

Doraemon controlled the spaceship, flying toward the planet before stopping at a reasonable distance. He then took out his mini cosmic telescope, adjusted it, and began scanning the planet they were approaching.

By this time, Nobita and Kelly's group had already gathered in the control room, curiously watching the holographic display from Doraemon's telescope. On the screen, they saw a weird planet that was enveloped in a light yellow gas. Adjusting the telescope to see through the gas layer, the planet's surface gradually came into view. At first glance, it looked somewhat ordinary—though the vegetation appeared strange, overall, it still resembled Earth. However, upon closer inspection, bizarre black crystalline structures start to appear; they were scattered across the surface, shimmering like diamonds.

These crystals had highly irregular shapes, difficult to describe, yet Doraemon and the others quickly noticed a peculiar detail: despite being widespread, there were only two or three distinct types, repeating in patterns. Clearly, these formations were not naturally occurring.

Suddenly, Rim clapped her hands and exclaimed, "These crystals look like buildings on Earth, don't they?"

Nobita tilted his head, disagreeing. "Eh, I don't think those crystals are houses. Why would anyone build such weird-looking structures?"

"Even if their shape seems strange to us, it's only because we're judging them from a human perspective," Kelly replied, supporting Rim's idea. "If an alien species saw Earth's buildings from above, they might also find them odd. After all, from a bird's-eye view, Earth's houses just look like a bunch of squares!"

"Oh…" Nobita nodded, convinced by Kelly's reasoning. It was entirely possible that these were indeed dwellings for the planet's inhabitants.

Doraemon continued adjusting the telescope, shifting the image on the screen. Soon, a vast plaza appeared. The entire square was composed of glowing crystalline material, reflecting light like a giant mirror. On top of it, numerous dark gray objects were scattered around.

At a glance, these objects resembled spacecraft. Though they were shaped oddly—almost like bananas—they still shared some characteristics with conventional rockets. Zooming in, they could even make out black, jelly-like creatures moving about, resembling slimes.

"Slimes? Are those the inhabitants of this planet? What should we do now?" Connie asked, resting her chin on her hand. Although the creatures seemed harmless, there was no way to tell what they were capable of. Who knows what kind of perspective those beings have on life? But one thing is certain—they will not share the same views as humanity in the slightest!

The danger that cannot be foreseen is always far more dangerous than the one that has already appeared before our eyes.

Karen rubbed her chin thoughtfully before looking at Doraemon. "Are we going to try communicating with them?"

Doraemon studied the screen and nodded. "If we intend to land, we definitely need to establish communication first. We have no idea what they might do—landing without permission is too risky!"

Shizuka agreed. "Yeah, they may look like slimes, but they seem quite intelligent… How should we communicate, though? Should we send out a signal first?"

Just as they were debating how to proceed, a sudden blinding light erupted before them. The light was so intense and unexpected that no one had time to react. Their eyes stung, forcing them to shut them tightly.

Doraemon swiftly issued a command to activate the ship's defensive system, shielding them from the light. However, before they could open their eyes, a strange sensation overtook them—it felt as if someone was speaking directly into their minds.

They weren't hearing the words; they were feeling them. It was an indescribable experience, like a dream, yet different—because even in dreams, one would still hear rather than feel sounds.

Shock spread across everyone's faces as they instinctively shouted:

Nobita, Kelly, and Rim: "何? (What?)"

Karen and Connie: "What?!"

Doraemon and Shizuka, in the languages of the Përjetësia and Atlantis people: "Çfarë? (What?)" and "Τι? (What?)"

Each of them felt the same message:

"Our planet does not welcome outsiders. Leave immediately!"

Yet, strangely, every person perceived the message in their native language.

They finally opened their eyes, looking at each other in confusion. Connie hesitantly asked, "Did anyone else… hear that?" But before anyone could answer, the sight on the holographic screen left them speechless.

On the planet below, countless beams of light converged into a single massive column, piercing through the yellow gas layer and shooting directly at their spaceship. Within the beam, an innumerable amount of black particles swarmed forward, clinging to the ship's protective barrier. They rapidly divided and multiplied. Moments later, some of these particles managed to breach the shield, entering the ship. They continued splitting, becoming smaller and smaller—until they completely disappeared. But everyone knew they hadn't truly vanished; they had just become too small to see with the naked eye.

Another felt message reached them:

"Leave now, or we will attack!"

Shizuka urgently shouted, "Doraemon, get us out of here—now!"

Without hesitation, Doraemon engaged the ship's full thrusters, retreating at maximum speed. The black particles did not pursue them. As the spaceship backed away, the particles detached from the shield and drifted back toward the beam of light.

Seeing they had successfully escaped, the group finally let out a collective sigh of relief. Connie, still panting, muttered, "Those slime creatures are terrifying…"

Rim slumped into a chair, still in shock. "And they spoke to us in our own languages… Wait, everyone, you all heard Japanese, right?"

"I heard English!"

"I heard Atlantis…"

Everyone fell into stunned silence. Each of them had heard the message in a different language—their native tongue. But how was that possible?

Doraemon finally broke the silence. "It's neural cell manipulation."

"Neural cell manipulation?" The group turned to him, waiting for an explanation.

Doraemon quickly elaborated. "Because the Përjetësia species exists purely as consciousness, I could clearly sense how those creatures were communicating. Everyone saw the way those black slimes divide, right? Each of them could be an individual entity or perhaps just a part of a larger body. However, they can rapidly split through exponential replication, eventually dividing down to an extremely microscopic state!"

Karen asked, "So these microscopic bodies have infiltrated our brain cells?"

Doraemon nodded in confirmation and said, "That's right. Their ability to divide infinitely means they can shrink down to an extreme level in just seconds—like what we saw. Once these entities reach their final stage of division, they become capable of passing through any material. They can penetrate the outer hull of our spaceship and enter the sensory cells within our brains. Through this, these beings can communicate with us directly!

The group was shocked and stammered. "So… are those creatures still inside our heads?!"

Doraemon shook his head, "No need to worry, they're gone. Because they divided to such an extreme microscopic state, their lifespan was extremely short. After delivering those few sentences, they disintegrated!"