[Zhongyingmei] The style of the game is wrong

The system made a full gesture: "First, you have to bury it in the soil, second, you have to water it, and finally, uh, you have to bask in the sun."

"Yes, that's it."

Not only do they have to be buried in the soil, but they also need to be watered and exposed to the sun, which is more troublesome than raising little Dorothy.

"It has to be put outside." Little Dorothy shook her head and glanced at the door out of the corner of her eye.

Gotham is too dangerous, Dorothy thought bitterly, the game is on custom hell difficulty.

Poor, weak and helpless Dorothy's frightening day began when she almost opened the door.

"Let me see what the skills are." Dorothy opened the game panel expectantly.

[Skill: Mind Control

Level: Level 1 (If little Dorothy wants to eat ice cream, it is recommended to be cute~ compare her heart.)

Description: Want to experience the real second world?Private customized holographic game, summer promotion is on!

Function: Manipulate the five senses, I mean higher level :)]

True mind control is not as good as being cute.

Dorothy: "... Let's take a look at the task rewards."

As soon as Dorothy came out of the dungeon, the game's notification sound about the completion of the task [Escape from Heaven] rang in her ears.

I have to say that Red Hood is really a good teammate of Gotham, and Dorothy won the whole game.

Dorothy sincerely repented for three seconds for complaining about the aesthetics of the red hood.

The reward is a large amount of game currency—the name of Gotham is US dollars. It is a large stack of green bills. The game realizes it and puts it into an account named after Dorothy together with the previous mission rewards.

The black card lay on Dorothy's little palm, flashing the light of low-key luxury and connotation, exuding the sweet smell of freedom and democracy.

In addition to this, there are two pictures listed in the System tab of the System Tasks pane.

It's a follow-up clue to the mission, needless to say, it was also discovered by the Red Hood.

Little Dorothy thought for two seconds, and decided to count the props before thinking about the next task.

"System, do you know," Dorothy said earnestly, "It feels so good to lie down and win."

Dorothy also wanted to give him a little heart.

After the team task is completed, Dorothy and the Red Hood automatically disassociate themselves from the mission teammates, and the green dot representing the Red Hood has disappeared.

The same goes for Robin's smudge of green.

There is still only a little pink dot mixed in with Dorothy among the piles of gray dots in a single tone.

Yazi who is not good at watercolor pens.

Dorothy almost turned over the transparent map on her stomach. When she was concentrating on searching, the roar of a locomotive speeding past suddenly sounded outside the door, which shocked her.

Dorothy looked up almost unconsciously at the map.On the unfolded floor plan, two gray dots flashed past the wall.

Little Dorothy suddenly turned off the map: I think I'm about to get PTSD.

Even though they were two people, they managed to sing with the power of a heavy metal symphony.

Gotham is really different, drag racing is unique, all of them are autumn famous mountain car gods.

Next came an inventory of Dorothy's favorite props.

Hold the props in your hands, and don't panic when things happen.

The game must love the sense of ritual.

Dorothy looked at the [Gift Package for Beginners] beside her. It was wrapped in fine linen paper into a square shape, and the ribbons that tied the gift box were sprinkled with gold dust, shining brightly.

She held onto the edge of the box and dragged it forward.

Dorothy opened the gift box, and at the same time pulled out a lovely pink gold ribbon and wrapped it around her little wrist.

Beautiful hair rope get.

[Cat ear hairpin

Description: Meow~ Have you heard of "See you when you turn around" and "See you when you turn around"?You are the next Gotham legend!

Function: Invisibility on the rule level, no one can see

Remarks: Basking in the sun for half an hour, working hard all day]

Whoa, Dorothy let out a small exclamation.

She loves this!

Maybe serve it with baguettes.

Dorothy continued to lower her head and pull down, and there was another set of clothes under it.

[Dorothy's Little Dress ([-])

Description: Wear a set, wash a set, Dorothy no longer has to worry about having no clothes to wear

Function: defense +1, agility +1]

Dorothy stretched out her clothes, ran to the mirror, grabbed the corners of the clothes with both hands, and leaned against her body for comparison.

A blue-pink long hoodie with a hem that reaches Dorothy's knees, long sleeves, and a wide hood with two lively little white wings.

It's cute, but...

As soon as he let go, the brown shorts fell out of the clothes and fell to the ground with a slap.

...Why is it similar to the style of the one on your body?

Dorothy's eyes widened, she looked in the mirror in a daze, looked at the hoodie and knee shorts wrapped around her body, and finally moved her gaze to the same hoodie in her hand.

Dorothy: ...

"...Maybe being a hero really needs a fixed collocation, just like English phrases, to prevent mistakes."

But why does she use the fixed collocation analogy of phrases?Dorothy furrowed her pretty little eyebrows.

Well, it's still a little bit different.For example, the one in the big gift bag is relatively long and has a blue color tone, which can barely be worn as a small skirt.

Although the pants are exactly the same, the light brown straight leg is slightly looser to the knee, which makes one suspect that it was taken from an assembly line.

She was wrong, the game has no sense of ceremony.

"Well, at the very least, summer clothes and winter clothes should be divided."

Little Dorothy, who rolled over from the mud, bulged her cheeks. Although it is good that the game base will be automatically cleaned up, but...

Always try on new clothes!

She grabbed the armrest of the sofa, stood on tiptoe, and grabbed the hem of her trousers, just about to pull it down...

The watercolor pen in the trouser pocket was squeezed out, bumped against the edge of the table and bounced off, drawing a round arc and landing on the carpet in the center.

The candy wrapper pinned to the pen clip stretched in the air for a moment, before slowly falling to the ground.

It was written when Dorothy hid in a container and experimented with the effects of watercolor pens.

Dorothy immediately let go, stepped forward with her short legs, rushed over to pick it up like lightning, crumpled it into a ball and stuffed it in her pocket as if nothing had happened.

Wasn't it impossible to bring it in?Could it be that the watercolor pen has been upgraded after passing a dungeon?

Dorothy was a little annoyed that she forgot to hide outside and made a mistake.

But... A few seconds is enough for the system to observe clearly in a 360-degree cycle.

"Remember to brush the car~—by Dorothy."

system:? ? ?

So that's what you think? !

The system is indifferent: "Oh."

Dorothy's mouth, the deceitful ghost.

Dorothy felt that the system's "heh" was similar to Robin's "heh".

Well... it's actually a little bit different.

Dorothy reflected a little on her previous idea of ​​using the system as a housekeeper.

Today is different from the past, the system has risen all the way in Dorothy's heart, and she is firmly seated as a son.So, how about coaxing the children, Dorothy winked, let's tell a story.

"System, do you want to hear a story?"

Dorothy changed the subject tactfully, temporarily forgetting the candy wrappers that could not be brought in before, but were brought in with the watercolor pens this time.

She slumped down on the carpet, picked up the nearest sugar jar, and looked up at the ceiling with one arm resting on her arm.

"A long time ago, a white radish fell in love with a carrot."

"Then, they lived happily ever after. Finally, the carrot gave birth to a bunch of baby carrots."

The system choked: ...

"……really not bad."

The system is dry: "The carrot is green and the white radish?"

Dorothy stood up in amazement, blinking her blue eyes: "Hey, hey, how do you know that the green juice is produced by carrots? And you ruined the white radish?"

No, the system doesn't know, and the system doesn't want to know.

"Huh? Wait a minute, there's something in the sugar bowl." Dorothy shook the sugar bowl, and there was a slight sound inside.

The Gotham drag duo is racing like hell.

When turning the corner, Red Hood felt that something was wrong, but subconsciously looked back but found nothing.

There was only one wall, old, dilapidated, peeling, like any other old building in Gotham.

"Oh my god, I finally found little D," Ye Yi rambled all the way, "The positioning display is nearby."

"Fortunately nothing happened, but little D probably will be grounded again."

"I think B is going crazy, he's getting cranky these days."

The voice of the big blue bird was slightly distorted by the howling wind, and was blown to pieces, but it still stubbornly poured into the ears of the red hood.

Red Hood was expressionless: "Can you shut up, Mother Bird."

"Otherwise, I'll be irritable on the spot and let you see."

Nightwing wisely chose to keep his mouth shut.

Damian Wayne, the Robin bird who suddenly disappeared three days ago.When Ye Yi joined the battle and the two solo birds finished killing all the killers together, the positioning signal suddenly appeared as if it had disappeared.

Of course, Red Hood thinks he can solve it perfectly by himself, and the big blue bird is here to add to the chaos.

The heavy boulder that weighed on Dicky Bird's heart fell, and he was suddenly relieved, talking to death.But the Red Hood is still preoccupied, even distraught to the point of crankiness.

That little girl is definitely the cub of the old bat...

He made a conclusion at the first glance, not only the conspicuous and slightly familiar appearance of the little girl, but more importantly——

The strong premonition of the turbulent impulse in his heart, although it has no basis, maybe, well, it must be ridiculed for being sloppy and reckless, but Red Hood easily believed it, or in his heart...

what?Red Hood didn't know, it was all fucking weird.Since his resurrection, he felt that everything was wrong.

This is so fucking out of the ordinary, it sounds like the fucking Red Hood is finally going crazy.

Red Hood thought viciously, maybe Lazarus had really messed up his mind.

Red Hood felt an inexplicable familiarity in her, but at the same time he was sure he had no memory of it.

There is a voice in my head urging frantically: take her away, or you will regret it.

So the Red Hood decided to follow the guidance from the soul.

Rarely does the Red Hood appear with an almost prophetic certainty.When he was Robin's age, he had sneered at this kind of chatter and inexplicable premonitions.

—until he came back from the dead.

But that's okay, thought Red Hood, he'll figure it out on his own.alone!

When the devil boy's business is over...

Red Hood glanced across the pocket inadvertently, and narrowed his eyes.

A small transparent bag was quietly lying in the pocket of Red Hood's jacket, containing the black hair that Dorothy accidentally left behind.

The two of them braked suddenly and stopped at the entrance of the alley, they violently almost threw a white line in mid-air, the red hood stepped on the motorcycle with one foot, and stepped off impatiently.

He decides to find something to do with Dickie, who has been surreptitiously watching him.

So, he sneered:

"Maybe you can give the little devil a hug and teary eyes and say 'oh baby, I'm so worried about you.'"

"Sincere praise, you are really good at raising children."

Ye Yi pretended not to hear, made a helpless gesture, and stepped in first.

Then Ye Yi stopped, he took a few steps back and turned his head, thinking for a moment: "Uh, little D doesn't look... not very good."

Damian was wearing a tattered Robin suit, the cloak was rolled up a few times and tied around his waist, his body was spread out in the muddy ground after it had just rained, he was covering his forehead, struggling to get up.

Red Hood followed closely behind. After seeing clearly through the white lens of the domino mask, he hugged his chest and mocked viciously:

"Demon bastard, did you disappear for a few days just to play with mud?"

"Coax your mother bird, he's about to cry."