[Zhongyingmei] The style of the game is wrong

After the dungeon is cleared, little Dorothy and the little milk spider are sent out together.

But to Dorothy's surprise, she was not sent back directly to [Dorothy's Nest] like when the novice dungeon was released.

They are located in an unfinished building, not far away is a broken iron fence, full of rust.

Dorothy subconsciously pulled out the map and glanced at it. It was some distance away from where she kept her schoolbag, but it was also inaccessible.

They spent a total of less than two hours in the copy.But now the sky is dark and the cold wind is picking up. The night in Gotham always falls very quickly.

Thick clouds gathered and tumbling in mid-air, there were some vague omens of rain.

"Really," Peter Parker looked dazed, and unconsciously tightened his arms around the dusty doll, "uh...exciting adventure."

"I can't even imagine it."

Gotham is really a magical place, and the little milk spider in New York has a close relationship.

"Right, Alice?"

Dorothy didn't answer, she stared into the distance, put her hand in her pocket, rubbing|stroking a newly acquired gold coin.

[Name: A Little Gold Coin

Description: It is said that money is everything?

Function: Maybe the little shopaholic wants to buy something.

Note: Do not accept wishing business, Gold Coin solemnly declares that it will not engage in any vicious competition with the wishing magic lamp. ]

In fact, the gold coin is flattering, Dorothy sighed.

The color is mottled, the indentation is uneven, and there is a rough feeling of unknown material. It is cold and cold in the hand, and there is a slight discomfort.

This is obviously just a coin!

This coin, well, the gold coin is the reward for clearing the copy.

When she first got it, she really wanted to make a wish, and even pictured in her mind the beautiful life after exchanging the black lacquer with the red cloak next door.

—and then a line of notes flashed through, quickly and directly shattering Dorothy's sweet dreams.

Dorothy: Indifference.jpg

Strange to say, Dorothy rubbed her chin and thought, why don't items drop after unlocking key characters now.

It's been there since Robin Bird, and Superman and Spider-Man proved it again.

Little Dorothy snapped her fingers again, and only the first three Superheroes: Batman, Red Hood, and Nightwing were unlocked, and Dorothy swiped out the props.

But three things happened, and Dorothy's dream of getting rich by brushing props was shattered along with the steel coin named after the gold coin.

Then--

She quickly turned around in the next second, relying on the reaction speed trained by Heiqiqi's hands, she blocked the little milk spider's hand reaching for her hair.

But it turns out that Damian's tied hair is not only convenient for him to pull out, but also for others.

Relying on its height advantage, the little milk spider turned its hand that was heading towards the top of its head, grabbed Dorothy's braid and pulled it out.

Like tail pulling, Dorothy frizzes.

She tossed her hair back angrily, and raised her head on her hips: "What do you want to do?"

The little grandma warned fiercely: "Don't touch your head."

Otherwise, what should I do if I can't grow taller?

Dorothy was very worried about this. She was already small, a lot shorter than her peers.And... there is a precedent for Dwarf smashing Damian.

Daily milk was little Dorothy's last obstinacy.

Peter burst out laughing: "Cough, as ordered."

Peter Parker squatted halfway in front of Dorothy, and then lifted his hood, revealing the youthful face of a boy.

Dorothy blinked: Why didn't you take off your hood?

The one-sided Spider-Man felt that it was time to talk openly and honestly.

He cleared his throat, tilted his head and shrugged: "We are teammates, aren't we?"

Like Dorothy, Peter's eyes are clear and clean, free from dust.He put the hood on the gray rabbit doll's head, and lifted it up to fix it.

Dorothy nodded, and sharply added the attributive: "Temporary."

Dorothy, who had cleared the dungeon twice, felt that she and Chaoying were simply in love with each other.

It's all about her carrots that keep friendships going.

After bidding farewell to the Robin bird, the Robin bird hid back to the nest, leaving only the black lacquer wandering outside.

A carrot-crazed Robinbird takes issue with the word "friendly."

The little milk spider looked aggrievedly at Dorothy raising her hand to remove the bow tied on her head, and stuffed it back into her pocket.

But, to be honest, he wanted to say a long time ago that the bow on Alice's head is really... er, ugly.

"Okay," he scratched his head, his limp hair caught in a mess.

Peter was wronged: "Even if it's not a teammate, it's the relationship between Party A and Party B."

Dorothy also employed him as a pen.

Little Dorothy, who delusional kicked Batman and became the second party of the Gotham Police Department, went around and became the first party of Spiderman.

"It's okay, I have your contact information." Dorothy took out the cat ear hairpin from her pocket, put it on her head calmly and fixed it.

She smiled super sweetly, and her blue eyes were full of encouragement: "Work hard, I am optimistic about you. A promotion and salary increase to reach the pinnacle of life is just around the corner."

The boss and his servants learned the talents of the capitalists without a teacher, and made a big cake in front of the small employees.

A stone rolled down from the half-collapsed abandoned building, hit the ground and bounced and rolled away.

As the twilight deepened, coupled with the desolate atmosphere, the little milk spider finally realized that something was wrong. They looked like suspicious people hiding here for some illegal transactions.

"No, no, no," the little milk spider crouched on the ground with her head in her arms, with a hint of collapse mixed in her tone: "No, that's not what I said, what I mean is——"

He picked up a branch and poked it on the ground.

Xiaomengxin, who has just entered the Chaoying industry, is not yet very experienced in the matter of losing a horse.

Unlike later, I got used to the vest falling off, picked it up and patted the soil cover on and continued to use it.

"I mean, it's not fair to lose the horse unilaterally, are you right, Alice...Alice!?"

He babbled a lot, but no one responded.As a result, he turned his head and saw that there was no shadow of the little girl beside him.

The little girl with cat ears on her head had no skills in turning her head, so she skilfully slipped away while Peter was suspicious of the spider.

She still had to drag Damian out of the fluff, and make a statement before Dad came home.

And, give a small "gift" like Batman!

In the cold wind in the evening, there was only a little milk spider left with a dazed expression.

Dorothy is not kidding, she really has Spider-Man's contact information.

At the end of the dungeon, Chaoying, who had canceled the team relationship, should have been restored to gray dots, but this time the situation is completely different——

The gray dot representing Peter Parker on the map has been permanently transformed into a green dot since Spider-Man fell from his horse.

This is also the reason why Dorothy left at ease.

Little Dorothy is now like a skilled magician, who can catch escaped rabbits with her hat at any time.

Uh, of course it's only for Gotham, after all, the New York map hasn't been opened yet.

Despite learning the "truth" all over the Triangle from Peter Parker, Dorothy is determined to teach Batman a lesson, telling him that Bruce's father is not what he can imagine.

Little Dorothy, who was forbidden to make a wish, decided to support herself and gave Batman a pair of bat darts.

It's time to bring back the hidden Batarang.

——But soon she got the same style of Spider-Man.

Like a little groundhog, she huddled into a small ball and squatted on the ground to dig a hole, then stared blankly at the bottom of the empty hole.

"Tsk."

Damian held on to the trunk with a displeased face, and he was still carrying Dorothy's Superman schoolbag.

Damian's face was swollen. He felt that he was worrying for nothing. After Dorot hid her things, she actually jumped in and drilled a hole.

It's a good thing no one knew he was as bewildered as an idiot.

Otherwise, he dared to bet that this matter would definitely become the talk of the Wayne family forever.

Dorothy hurried back to Gotham Central Park as soon as she slipped away from Spider-Man. She was smart and didn't forget Tim's advice. She went to the Lost Children Office first, and brought the lost little D back. .

So, Damian, who was anxious to find someone, was grabbed by Little Dorothy who suddenly appeared, and dragged him towards this side.And Dorothy said, "There's something nice to show you."

Damian could even imagine his dazed expression at that time.

"It's unbelievable that you really ran out to dig holes to play."

"I admit, I really underestimated you." Damian mocked all the way without rest.

"Damian, can you stop talking?" She couldn't think of a reason to prevaricate the question of where she went, so she could only take the digging hat and put it on.

Dorothy poked limply at the dirt, but she hadn't thought of it.

"Aren't you also buried in the pile of fluff and can't walk?" She countered, "You ran first."

"I'm going..." Damian opened his mouth and closed it immediately.No one can say that he went after Sombra.

The pot was also tightly fastened on top of Damian's head, one pot for each person, and evenly distributed.

So Damian: "Go dig your hole, little fool."

Dorothy squatted on the ground, buried her head in digging the soil, with a look of disbelief.

—the pair of batarangs she had hidden nearby were gone!

Little Dorothy, who had already changed back to her family outing outfit, squatted on the ground, grabbing the weeds next to her, her eyes staring straight.

Dorothy, who was hiding things in Gotham like a hole, was caught off guard and suddenly overturned, and the pink spots produced by the watercolor markers could not be found on the map.

No, maybe there is a bug in the game map, she hides it so well!

"Little D," she looked at Damian appealingly, and raised her muddy hand, "Help me, I seem to have lost something I hid."

"A super important thing."

A pair of batarts that carry the dreams of little Dorothy.

The drizzle began to patter.

Dorothy put on her hat to keep out the rain, and the little wings on either side of her head swayed as she moved.

She kicked the clods.

Who moved her batarang?

"Todd?" Damian said suddenly, waking up little Dorothy.

Dorothy, who was stunned, looked up in surprise: "Little Wing!"

Jason was wearing the jacket he had ripped off from Bruce, covering the red hood uniform he hadn't had time to change into.

As soon as Red Robin finished speaking, he stepped on the motorcycle and rushed out.

On the way, Red Robin sent a message: "Dorothy's figure was captured by surveillance. She really has to take the devil boy back from the lost children's office."

He calmly said: "They immediately turned out of the monitoring range, but I can provide you with a general direction."

Red Robin's hanging heart finally fell to the ground.

Just like something unbelievable, Jason found the two bat cubs without going astray.

Jason breathed a sigh of relief the moment he saw the little wings on Dorothy's hood.

Cookies, Jason thought with horror. He had never been so nervous when surrounded by enemies.

The white dumpling curled up in a ball, covered with mud, as if the sesame stuffing flowed out.

A small one, much smaller than children of the same age.

Also, Dorothy was only four or five years old when she disappeared.The other world is not a nursery. There will be little wings for regularly brewing milk powder, pinching quilt corners, and coaxing children to sleep.

A few weeds were scattered around them.

"Dorothy." He leaned closer and stroked Dorothy's soft, shaggy hair, and the little double-standard pup Dorothy rubbed against his palm.

"Tell me, Damian." Jason had mixed feelings.

The two cubs looked at him, their bodies just after digging the hole were covered with mud, as if they had rolled in the mud together.

Dorothy was puzzled, Damian forced himself to be calm, and then Jason's words came.

"Are you teaching Dorothy to run away and play in mud?"

Why did he catch the lost cub twice in the mud?