[Zhongyingmei] The style of the game is wrong

The game prompt sounded three times in a row, she puffed her face and pursed her lips and blew, the hair hanging on her forehead swayed cheerfully in the air along with the airflow, while Dorothy held the pen firmly and remained unmoved at all.

If you listened to the game obediently and followed the rules without going too far, then you would not be Little Dorothy.

However, Dorothy shook her little head, thinking reluctantly: The mission prompt sound only sounded once, but it was repeated three times for Chaoying, who is the little baby of the game.

She spread it flat, turned the jacket over, and took a pen to scribble her name on the back, "Dorothy".

Sure enough, as the game said, there is no water-pink marker point jumping out of thin air on the map.

But apart from the map, there is still a small problem——

Due to maintaining the cool and handsome style, the jacket with the red hood is dark and black, and the water pink is applied to the leather, which seems to be slightly wet from water, especially in the closed container, where ordinary people can't see their fingers. In the environment, can you see the jacket put aside first, and touch the paint that may be smeared and stick to your hand.

Again, Dorothy was different.Her vision is not affected by the darkness at all, and she can see everything clearly.

So, Dorothy suddenly realized that her handwriting seemed a little, uh no, very childlike.It's the kind of innocence of a kindergarten kid who is about five or six years younger than her.

The letters staggered here and there, with a point on the top and a circle on the bottom, staggering and huddling together, and it felt like a group of just a few letters.

Dorothy: It's okay, it's not a big problem.

She buckled the cap of the pen, slightly opened the clip on it with a hook of her fingers, pinned the small note rejected by [Dorothy's Nest], rolled it around the body of the pen, and put it in her pocket.

The sound of the exchange of fire gradually died down, but the next moment, the sound of an explosion suddenly startled Dorothy's ears, causing her to tremble and almost sprain her ankle.

Dorothy arched her body and pursed her lips, like a fried cat whose tail had been stepped on, her nerves were tense and fierce.

Almost as soon as she was blown up, she immediately called up the map and locked the position of the red hood. She was relieved to see that the little green dot representing her teammates was still alive and kicking in her field of vision.

The aftershocks were long and far-reaching. The ceiling of the warehouse was in disrepair for a long time, and a steel bar on the structure slammed down and hit the container where Dorothy was hiding, making a dull low noise.

After shaking for a couple of times, Dorothy was dizzy from the sound, and hurriedly supported the box wall to stabilize her figure.

"I, hate, explode!" Dorothy pursed her lips, and spoke fiercely in her heart.

The dust adhering to the top was shaken straight down, and scattered sparsely on the bed sheet laid on the bottom of the box.

Originally, Dorothy's rubbish and that make-up of the bedsheets that had been tossed and tossed enough suffered a disaster.The wrinkled blue and white pinstripes were stained dirty.

As soon as she hid in, she took out a sheet from the "nest" and laid it under her body.But looking at the current situation, Dorothy gasped, it would be better not to spread it.

The dust, rain and dew that had accumulated for a long time were all stained, splashed down on Dorothy's head, and Dorothy was almost choked and sneezed.

The quick-eyed little Dorothy quickly covered her mouth, and then she reacted, frowned, and bitterly stuck out her tongue and poohed several times silently.

The sound of heavy objects collapsing gradually sounded, and the sound of "da da da" machine gun fire was mixed with the sound of rattling, and Dorothy listened intently.

She regained her composure, bit her lip, her eyes didn't blink, and she held the gun tightly in her hand, her finger joints and fingertips were all white.

It wasn't until the gunshots faded away that Dorothy was really relieved.She lowered her head, stretched out her hands to pull her hair, and shook the "little gift" that fell from the sky. The little girl who was still pretty when she went out in the morning turned into a little cat.

Which player would have thought that on the first day in the game, the car would overturn when going out.

Only her!Little Dorothy was indignant.

"Wait until I finish the level," Dorothy thought to herself, and she shook the ribbon she had just tied, and her black hair fell down instantly. "Be sure to beat 'em up."

A strand of hair fell silently, onto the black jacket, and scratched the decorative zipper on the side.

It took a lot of effort to clean up that beautiful slightly curly hair.Dorothy looked at her dusty palms, and silently wiped the lining of her jacket.

Then he pretended to pat it twice, it was too dirty, kind little Dorothy helped his teammates clean it up.

Dorothy's inner cadence is ups and downs, what a great colleague loves and teammates!

The sound of barely audible footsteps came in suddenly, but it was heard clearly in Dorothy's ears.

Dorothy was startled and immediately held her breath. What appeared on the map was a gray dot, moving extremely fast in the direction of Dorothy. The gray dot could not tell whether it was an enemy or a friend.

The warehouse where Dorothy was located was full of containers. Except for the ventilation windows, all the windows were welded to death by steel bars, and there was almost nowhere to go.

She shouldn't go here, she thought.

But things didn't go as Dorothy expected. The next moment, she saw Huidian paused, and then there was a slight sound from the ventilation window.

Come in, wait, come in!The container Dorothy was hiding in was just under the air vent. Dorothy was terrified, she quickly squatted down and covered her head, but it was too late.

Huidian stepped on the top of the container, took advantage of his strength to jump, and left quickly without making a sound.

All that was left was a piece of shaken dust... which fell on her head again.

Dorothy: ...

Ye Yi, right? You wait!

[Key character to unlock: Ye Yi]

[Rewards have been distributed to [Dorothy's Nest]]

Then—

[Three key characters have been unlocked, the novice dungeon is open, please prepare within 1 minute. 】

The copy finally opened.

She stared blankly at the two tightly packed dots on the map, one green and one gray almost overlapping.

Red Hood and... Nightwing?

The dungeon countdown sounded, and she hurriedly put down her jacket and took back things that shouldn't exist.

In the last ten seconds, she hesitated for a moment, and still took out a pen and hurriedly drew a careful heart on the chest of the jacket—that is, the place where the red hood was facing the mark of the red bat after putting on the red hood.

Then Dorothy stepped into the copy.

[Copy: Crazy Rabbit

Teammates: Dorothy, Robin

PS: Little Dorothy is too slow, and Robin is getting impatient. 】