[Zhongyingmei] The style of the game is wrong

Fog floats above the hot coffee, hanging a rich mellow aroma.

Judging from the information currently available, the copy of the game that Dorothy experienced can almost be determined to be the inner world.So, what role do games and systems play in this?

Tim, who broke in illegally early in the morning, leaned on the sofa, analyzing his assumptions and reasoning.

After leaving midway, Tim and his fellow Teen Titans found a key clue about who was behind the scenes.The only thing missing was Deathstroke running, but Tim didn't expect to catch his old foe once.

After the completion, Superboy was called away urgently by Superman.Tim was keenly aware that something had happened.

Tim, who came from Teen Titans, changed back to casual clothes again, with a black coat hanging loosely on his body, khaki trousers tied up to the ankles, and leather boots.

——There is also a sense of fragility mixed in, with an overtired pale appearance.

The weather has already turned cooler, and late autumn is tentatively sending out invitations to midwinter.

The three people on the opposite side were wearing pajamas, and they were all caught out of the bed by Tim.The devil boy almost slashed him with a knife.

Dorothy covered her small mouth and yawned: "The system can't tell. I tried, and he really can't tell."

The little milk's voice was vague, she had just been carried out of the bed, and she was placed on the sofa cushion like a little doll.

I went to bed too late last night, and these two days seemed to knock over the bottle containing my dreams. I went to bed late and dreamed too much, and I felt tired.In fact, it can't be called a dream, it's just a void of darkness.

Jason was thoughtful, he hugged the sleepy Xiaotuanzi, let her lie in his arms and changed a comfortable position: "It feels like I'm bound by some rules."

Gently patted Zai Zai's back with his hand.

Tim looked back, the king who stayed up all night only paled a little, but his tone remained steady.

"Those items are key nodes in the timeline," he said, "those items that are buried in the copy, they are hidden, but the moment Dorothy triggers them, they start to affect reality."

Three copies, each time Dorothy "unlocks" the item, the memory locked in reality will return to its place.

The first copy made the people concerned deepen their doubts about their existing memories.

In the second copy, Jason's memory made him understand the fact that Dorothy was forgotten.When Dorothy went through the third copy, Bruce's memories clarified the relationship between Dorothy and the other world.

Jason pondered for a moment, then continued: "When Dorothy finds the props in the dungeon, it will affect the time point, thus changing the timeline. As a result, reality will be affected."

When Dorothy touches those "core areas", it will trigger a key time point, which will cause those timelines that have deviated from the established track...regression?

The two complement each other.The return of memory will prompt the copy to pass the level, but all this is under the premise that Dorothy "unlocks" the props, that is, the time node.

In other words, the essence of dungeon clearance is to repair the damaged and deviated timeline.

In any case, Dorothy's actions affected the whole world.This is why Batman has to be treated with caution.

She is like a person outside the rules, inadvertently repairing the deviated rules.

Dorothy's hair was disheveled and her eyes were sleepy. She stretched out her hands and rubbed it. Because her skin was too fair, there was a circle of red around her eyes.Jason pulled out a wet wipe and gently wiped Dorothy's face.

She shook her head, regaining consciousness.Curly and long eyelashes are fluttering, so she really is a warrior who saves the world.

Damian was holding a fluffy white rabbit in his arms. The rabbit's head was buried in Damian's arms, leaving only the round buttocks facing Tim, with a short pompom-like tail.

It is docile and obedient like a doll. If the rabbit's tail didn't shake from time to time, Tim might really think it was a doll.

But... isn't this rabbit a bit fat?Tim stared at the chubby bunny butt.

As if afraid of strangers, the rabbit lay on top of Damian, curled up in a ball and refused to come out.Damian couldn't stop stroking the rabbit with his hands, and he looked like a person with a lot of pets.

Bruce's face was expressionless, but Tim could swear by his years of flirting with Damian that he was in a pretty good mood right now.

Damian caught his gaze, hugged the rabbit tightly, and glanced at him warningly.

The three gathered together, huddled on the sofa in Grayson's house, and looked at Tim, who was talking eloquently.

Tim explained the timeline to Dorothy, who was looking up at him, carefully choosing simple and easy-to-understand language.

"Taking your...disappearance and return as the dividing point, it can be divided into three timelines."

"Timeline A, Timeline B, and Timeline C."

"Timeline A is the most normal world, and it is also the beginning of everything. It was wiped out in the event of Dorothy's disappearance caused by the invasion of the other world—let's assume other sources for the time being. So timeline A collapsed and turned into the timeline B."

"In timeline B, everyone's memory is covered, but under certain rules, no one notices, or there is no way to notice, all disagreements or doubts will be erased, and only specific things remain, thus creating deviation."

And those specific things are mostly related to the central point Dorothy.

Dorothy tilted her head: "And now we are actually in timeline C."

Tim nodded, and from the moment Dorothy came to Gotham, timeline C was opened, because in the trajectory planned by timeline B, Dorothy would not exist.

"I tend to guess, well, since Dick isn't here, let's use him as an example," Tim spread his hands, "His tactical stick can be disassembled. Suppose the double sticks represent timeline A and timeline B respectively. When they are isolated, they are similar but different, and cannot feel each other's presence."

"But when they fit together to form the stick, they sort of disappear and still exist, essentially making this timeline C."

Achieving a balanced relationship of fusion in subtle mutual exclusion.

"Another example."

"Using a game metaphor, the first two are archive overwrites, and the latter is the true ending."

Jason agreed, he agreed with this statement, only in the current timeline, they clearly understand that there are still two distorted timelines, rather than being forgotten in mutual exclusion.

In other words, it is now possible to explore the truth of the world.

Tim paused for a moment, and suddenly thought of the little catman's equipment: "Speaking of sticks, Dorothy also uses long sticks, right?"

Dorothy's most handy prop is a bread stick, but unfortunately it was snatched away by a big bat.

Dorothy held her little face in her hands and said sleepily, "Yes, the baguette has a great touch. But my equipment is still in the dark."

She missed hitting the Mad Hatter on the head.

It's kind of tricky to get something out of Batman.Especially when Batman knows that these are special props.I just hope that Batman doesn't finish dismantling it single-mindedly, otherwise I really won't be able to coax Dorothy back.Tim has a headache.

"There are enough sticks in the house," Jason interjected.Here are Dickie's double sticks and the little red bird's long stick. Speaking of which, Dorothy has always used the long stick but bumped into the little red bird. How about...

"Didn't you still have that gun?" He remembered Dorothy drawing a gun.

Dorothy nodded.

"I'll teach you how to play with a gun, one shot at a time..." Jason changed his words abruptly under the disapproving gazes of Tim and Damian, "Hit people with the butt of a gun."

There are so many rules coming out of the bat den, and the irritable Jason rolled his eyes in his heart.The principle of no killing is enough, and guns are also restricted.

He forgot that he, too, flew out of the bat nest.

The previous Red Hood was not so obedient, he dared to fight with gangsters in the street.Although dared now--when not to go with Bat and his cubs, it was a step back in Dorothy's education.

Dorothy declined the offer, thinking that the baguettes would give her a better hand on the skull.

"But twin sticks are easier," Damian said suddenly, who was focused on pulling rabbits, "Listen to me, you buy a "Taiko Master" game console and play games with two drumsticks every day. Soon you will be able to Let's get started."

Damian's haughty voice was filled with schadenfreude.

"Believe me, Dickie also practiced like this." The rabbit in his arms kicked him with a thump.

In the end, it took a long time to drag the topic before bringing it back.

"All the multiverses constitute the surface world, and the inner world is the axis, supporting everything and being irreplaceable."

"For example..." He lightly tapped the table with his knuckles, thinking of a good example.

Damian spoke calmly and provocatively: "For example, maybe in a certain universe, you are not included in the bat's Robin camp."

Tim rolled his eyes at him.

"For example, in a certain universe, the Teen Titans may not exist, and an organization called the Young Justice League replaces it." Tim glanced away at him and added calmly, "Then this team called the Young Justice League absolutely No devil pups!"

The two began to quarrel again, but it was much better than before. When Damian first came, they fought as soon as they met, expressing their warm welcome to each other with their fists.

Jason Todd, Mr. Red Hood chose to forget that when he first returned to Gotham, he grabbed the little red bird and gave him a fat beating.

It's all plastic bromance.

A plate of crispy raw carrots is on the table next to a coffee tray.The originally hot coffee has become lukewarm.

Dorothy picked up a carrot and put it to her mouth, crunching and chewing.

Tim stared at it for a while, then suddenly asked, "Speaking of which, where's Dick?"

Tim hasn't seen Grayson since he got to the house.

After Dickie had been absent for so long, a brother finally remembered him, and what a touching brotherhood it was enough to bring tears to Alfred's eyes.

"Get out, leave the house and run away with his red-haired lover." Jason smiled frivolously, and even forgot that Dorothy had a small biscuit stuffed in her mouth.

This dish was made by Jason, and it tasted good, and Dorothy liked it very much.Also, during last night's call, Alfred made the cryptic hint that they would continue to have cookies.

Inadvertently broke into the bird's nest, and the arsenal managed to get a meal that night.Although the ending remained the same, it was pecked out by the cubs flapping their wings.

The rabbit in Damian's arms struggled to arch, but the boy forcibly pressed it back, but the way was gentle, and the rabbit let out a thin whimper.

It seems quite comfortable.

"Including the living room, there are exactly three rooms left." Jason added slowly, full of disgust, "There is no place for you, Xiaohong."

President Tim chuckled, saying that he didn't need to squeeze into this small shack with a group of bird cubs.

He brought the coffee to his lips, his lips touched the wall of the cup, and his tongue touched the coffee.The coffee has a strong sweet and hot smell, as if it is covering up something.

Startled, Tibao spit out quickly, and suddenly dropped the cup on the table, and the splashed coffee shook and spilled on the edge of the table.

At first glance, the three bird cubs were staring at him intently, and even the bastard who buried his face turned his head. Those eyes were like sapphires inlaid on the white flannel, shining brightly.

Damian clicked his tongue in disappointment.

Jason staggered with a smile: "Let me just say, you can't fool him."

Sure enough, if something goes wrong, there must be a demon.He hadn't enjoyed coffee reception in the past days, Tim's brain turned quickly, and he quickly locked in who made the coffee.

Tim covered his neck, he coughed a few times and roared, "Demon bastard, are you trying to poison me to death so that you can inherit the Wayne Group and the Teen Titans?"

Damian clicked his tongue and raised his eyebrows: "They would have been mine."

"But it's a good idea if you say so."

Tim's coffee was spiked with carrot juice, the churned juice of Dorothy's ripe rabbit carrots.The previous victim, or the punished Mr. Dick Grayson, was nestling in Damian's arms and stroking him obediently.

After Dorothy accidentally slipped her tongue in front of Damian, the devil boy suddenly had an idea.

A mother bird who knew nothing was tricked into eating a carrot by her baby bird.After turning into a rabbit ball, Damian slept in his arms last night.

Almost strangled Dickie Rabbit.

Today the greedy fuzz-controlling Damian wants to do it again.

[Name: Grow Radish

Description: Do you, crave fluff?

Function: Eating carrots turns humans into rabbits, eating radish leaves turns rabbits into humans

Remarks: Hey, it seems that there is a little variation. ]

But carrots still have no effect on Dorothy herself.The transformed rabbit is not the giant rabbit imagined by Damian in the first copy, but an ordinary rabbit appearance.

Only the body shape has changed, but he can still speak.

"Little Red!" The white rabbit spat out the small ball that was forcefully stuffed into its mouth, and Dickie's voice came out, it was so miserable.

The cute rabbit covered with fluff had a look of lovelessness on its face.

Tim showed loving eyes: "Where's the radish leaves?"

"To Dorothy's den."

Dicky Rabbit is full of anticipation.

But Tim once again proved what plastic brotherhood is with practical actions——

Tim nodded in satisfaction, and said deliberately: "This rabbit is quite fat, why don't you kill it and eat it."

Dicky Rabbit:! ! !

Dicky Rabbit kicked off Damian's arms and threw himself on Tim's face, grabbing his hair with his claws and refusing to let go.

From Big Brother Love's face-hugging kill.

"Ow!" This time Tim was really furious, and it took him a long time to grab the rabbit from his head and hold it in his arms.

Jason and Damian were so excited to watch the show that they even took out their mobile phones to record videos.

But Dorothy, who was thinking about it, suddenly said, "I want to change the Chaoying uniform into a small skirt."

She is not exactly the same as the one dressed in black.snort.

Jason blurted out, "No way!"

Everyone looked at Dorothy, and Dicky Rabbit was huddled in Tim's arms, and finally poked out the rabbit's head.

At this moment, Dorothy pointed in the direction of Dicky Rabbit, and Dicky buried his head in his heart in a bad mood.

Sure enough, the next moment——

"Then Robin doesn't wear pants yet, so what if he wears a skirt?"