[Zhongyingmei] The style of the game is wrong

Dorothy held the baguette behind her back, twisted her wrist and poked at the tree trunk.To the little girl's surprise, she only touched it tentatively, and before she put any effort into it, the branch decisively made a crisp "click".

When the unusually strong trunk touched the baguette, it was as crisp as Dorothy's biscuit.

"Do not--"

"crack"

Dorothy fell off unexpectedly and landed on a circle of soft and smooth mushrooms protruding from the soft soil with a slap, and then rolled forward two times.

Thanks to the little mushroom, at least she didn't let her face fall to the ground.

Dorothy lay on the ground in bewilderment.The baguette fell out of her hand and was pressed under her body, causing little Dorothy to move it aside with her small white teeth bared.She put her hands on the ground, pressed her knees and sat up straight.

"Ah"

Before Dorothy had time to think about the baguette, a sneer came from above.

Shocked, she immediately looked up.

The yellow-green Robin bird squatted on the upper branch, tightly wrapped, its domino mask covering its face, its cloak fluttering in the wind, and it was holding on to the thick tree trunk with one hand.

Looking at the appearance of about thirteen or fourteen years old, the body that has only just sprung is still a little thin.

Seeing Dorothy looking over, he landed a perfect somersault lightly, and looked down at Dorothy with his arms crossed.

I swear by the ugly color-matched bowknot obtained by unlocking Ye Yi, Robin definitely saw it, he must have been showing off just now!

[Key character to unlock: Robin]

Dorothy: "..."

I'm going to bury myself in the ground and be a carefree groundhog, Dorothy thought desperately.

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Why did the cute little Dorothy meet people related to bats? Even Yugi betrayed the indestructible alliance with Dorothy and stood opposite without hesitation.

"Robin?" she yelled mechanically, blond head messed up, and even taking off [Alice's bow] didn't change the color of her hair.

"Tsk."

Robin nodded impatiently, and he walked around Dorothy with probing thoughts in his eyes, as if evaluating something in his heart.

His footsteps are light and silent, his breathing is inaudible, and even the pace of his steps shows the precision after fine tuning.

Dorothy sat on the ground with broken pots, raised her hands to straighten the crumpled clothes, took a moment to glance at Robin, and imitated him with her arms crossed, but she bit her lips and was angry.

Then, wait for the task reward prompt to sound.

Dorothy waited patiently for two seconds, only to hear Robin ask, "What?"

"?" Dorothy turned her head to look at Robin, but she didn't understand what it meant.

"Tsk," Robin tilted his head and glanced at her, and walked up to Dorothy a few steps, "What is this game?"

"And what do you know?"

"This so-called game mission." Robin turned his head to look at the sky covered by the dense tree canopy, and the sun was about to sink again.He frowned, the darkness was getting faster and faster.

And when the sky is completely dark and darkness covers the earth, a new round of cycle will start.He doesn't really want to know what will happen when the time interval shrinks to the end, it will definitely not be a good thing anyway.

"You're not at all surprised by my arrival." Robin approached, with a voice that was also processed by a voice changer, "tell me everything you know."

He got too little information, and this nominal teammate—a stupid rabbit who looked a head shorter than him—seemed to know a lot.This inequality in information made his uneasiness continue to surge.

Robin tried his best to suppress the anxiety in his heart. He squinted his eyes, and unconsciously wiped the tactical boots on the ground. A small mushroom that had just sprouted was crushed by the tip of the shoe to produce thick green juice, which splashed onto the tightly bound The tops of the boots melted quickly and disappeared without a trace.

He stared at Dorothy. At this moment, his slender figure seemed to merge with Batman, the symbol of Gotham.

Dorothy, who still hadn't waited for the item reward, deliberately called up the map and looked at it again with a confused face.

The marked point is Robin, which is confirmed by the sound of the prompt and the appearance of the visitor.

It turns out that not all key characters will reward props for unlocking, but it is unclear what the rules are. It was not until Robin gave an impatient "tsk" that he kicked Dorothy out of the sage mode.

She blinked, a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, she caught the information from Robin's words, and asked, "You don't know."

"Okay," Dorothy got up from the ground rather happily, patted the ashes off her clothes, and picked up the breadsticks.

She realized that Robin hadn't even received a clear message, so Dorothy fumbled and deliberated, and told Robin the strange and vague dungeon tasks and requirements.

In exchange, Robin also briefly explained the information he knew.

Dorothy summed it up automatically in her mind, excluding Robin's irritable tone and all kinds of words about missing Batman—at least it sounded like this to Dorothy. Come to find out that you can't get out of here.

And the weirdest thing is that reincarnation will start after a certain time, and everything will return to the original state.At the same time, the interval time is gradually shortened.

"Wow," commented Dorothy, "that's kind of weird."

Dorothy felt cheated by the system, she scratched her head unhappily, she clearly said that she could win while lying down.

Robin rested his hand on his chin, lost in thought, and ignored Dorothy.Dorothy looked so small that he judged on closer inspection that she was completely untrained, with "I'm weak" written all over her hair.

And Dorothy watched him with interest, wondering why Robin had disappeared in Gotham.

In other words, if Batman guards the empty nest alone, then the reason for being so violent these days can be found.

However, Dorothy rarely felt that this little brother seemed a bit miserable.

She imagined that if she was trapped in a place where she couldn't go out and had no one to communicate with, and the only food she could eat in this isolated place was carrots... Little Dorothy shivered, it was simply too scary.

but--

She smacked her lips, fluttered her long eyelashes, leaned close to Robin, reached out to him, and smiled thoughtfully, "Hi Robin, I'm Alice."

When people walk in Gotham, vests are indispensable.

Robin didn't pick up the fight, and was finally annoyed by the persistent Dorothy. He just dropped "Robin" and picked up a branch to write and draw on the ground.

Dorothy crouched beside him and asked, "May I see your bat belt?"

She has always been curious whether the bat belt is a small game backpack, so that it is so magically circulated among Gotham people.

Robin's irritability was revealed from the corners of his tightly pursed lips, obviously he was in trouble.He threw down the branch and stared at Dorothy. He opened his mouth just as he was about to say something, but suddenly he raised his head and looked at a small patch of sky exposed from the dense canopy. The sky was rapidly darkening.

As if some switch was turned on, there was the sound of the wind from the quiet depths, and the rustling of the leaves. Something came alive, and a coolness climbed up Robin's back.

"Follow me, stupid rabbit." His expression changed, and his hasty tone was tinged with anxiety.

Dorothy choked. She hugged the breadstick and followed up with her short legs. The cute little rookie at the novice stage was exhausted and began to pant after a while.

The colorful robin bird slowed down, and it seemed that it still had a bit of love for its kind.

Robin led Dorothy along the roots of the tree, through the bushes, and hid in the cave discovered earlier. The entrance of the cave under the rock was covered by bushes, which was extremely hidden.If Robin hadn't been carrying it, Dorothy wouldn't have noticed it at all.

The night is gradually thickening, and water can drip when you twist it.

"What's the matter?" The little girl huddled her knees and shrank in the back. She felt that Robin was a little worried and very strange. He was even more irritable than Batman who almost killed her.

She tilted her head and listened carefully. Except for the wind, there was nothing unusual.

"Do you need help?"

Robin held a sharp spear in his hand and leaned against his chest, watching his surroundings vigilantly.

He bound the sharpened stones to the sticked branches, and the strings were ribbons torn from Dorothy's head.

"No, you will help me the most if you hide and don't move."

"Have you ever played the game?" He sounded more irritable, and the little black hair on his head exploded. "After nightfall, monsters will be refreshed in the field, and they won't disappear until the restart."

"But I have lost all my equipment now." Robin lowered his head and picked up the stone, continuing to polish the sharp end, "and you..."

Dorothy finally understood what was wrong. She stared at Robin's intact bat belt, strapped securely in place, but Robin was holding primitive logs and stones as weapons.

It doesn't look like it's lethal.

"Aren't I cute?" asked Dorothy suddenly, blinking. "Why do you keep calling me a stupid bunny?"

"The golden-haired white rabbit is still stupid," Robin paused, looked Dorothy from head to toe, and replied condescendingly, "It is indeed a stupid rabbit."

Great, Dorothy chin, that's the problem.

"Robin, remember?" Dorothy said, she stretched out her hand to undo Robin's belt, and shook the corner in front of Robin's eyes, "Crazy Rabbit."