[Zhongyingmei] The style of the game is wrong

"...What are you talking about?" Robin stared at Dorothy, his voice was rarely tinged with a trace of bewilderment, "Do you have anything in your hand?"

His eyes were glued to Dorothy's hand that was still in mid-air, and he saw nothing but a cloud of air.

Robin leaned the polished spear against the stone wall and reached out to touch it, but it was exactly the same as what he had seen, just air, nothing else.

He withdrew his hands, looked down at the palms blankly, there were a pair of rabbit paws, fluffy, covered with a light gray tone, and the warm pink flesh pads covered them.

It was as if...they were in two dimensions, everything was cut apart, only connected by the thin link of Dorothy.

The anxiety in Robin's heart surged up again, as if the latent magma was waiting for an opportunity to spew out and destroy everything.

Dorothy seemed to open her mouth to say something, but his thoughts were muddled and he couldn't hear clearly, so he subconsciously turned his head and asked again: "What?"

"It's your bat belt." Seeing that Robin was in a trance, Dorothy replied patiently.

"It seems that the world we see in our eyes is really different."

Dorothy put her face in her hands and sighed, took back the belt dangling in front of Robin's eyes, put it on her knees, and then... looked away with great interest.

If you don't answer, it will be regarded as acquiescing, the little girl thought confidently, this opportunity is very rare.

Putting the bat belt in front of Robin, I have to say it is really exciting.But to Dorothy's disappointment, it wasn't a rare space item.

It is a black technology composed of sophisticated hidden compartments, which are full of strange and weird small objects in different categories, such as bat darts, sleeve knives, blasters, potions in test tubes... and all kinds of things that Dorothy can't recognize Yes, all kinds of things really opened her eyes.

She turned and said, "And, don't you think you're weird now? Well...for example, you're very irritable. "

"Calm down, Robin."

Dorothy did not find any clues related to identity in the belt, so she calmed down casually.

Robin's mind was quite chaotic, as if a pot of boiling water was mixed with various pigments, and finally boiled into a mixture of gray and black, sticky and sticky in his mind, evil and unknown, swelling and waiting to be ignited——

Then, explode.

Hearing Dorothy's voice, he came back to his senses suddenly, frowning tightly, his face was not very good-looking, and he clenched his self-defense tools again.

There was something wrong with him.

Robin's fingers turned white, and his body stretched into a tight string.

"But don't worry," Dorothy looked up at him, raised a super sweet smile, and comforted, "I roughly guessed how we are going to pass the level."

"what?"

Robin rubbed the center of his brows, hit himself hard with his backhand, sought reason in the pain, and tried his best to stay awake.Dorothy, who was peeking at it, felt pain for a while.

"What, say—"

He realized that he seemed to be compared with a little girl, so he turned his face away and remained silent.

While Robin was not paying attention, Dorothy quickly pulled out a bat dart without changing her expression, and hid it in the bag covering her chest.

Well, with the one Dorothy pulled off the wall, she now had a pair of Batarangs.

Sooner or later, she was going to stick a bat dart into Batman's ass to avenge the near-kill, the cutie Dorothy gritted her teeth, and swore with... Nightwing's bow.

"The refresh point is something shaped like a stone tablet every time you wake up." Dorothy asked as she struggled to restore the bat belt.

"Where is it?"

Restoring the Batbelt was a bit difficult, and Dorothy thought Robin must have OCD, or Batman, or both.

Dorothy stared at the neatly packed items in a mess for a while, without blushing or breathing hard, and then directly buckled them with her backhand.

Perfect!Dorothy glanced at Robin who had regained his composure and stared at her movements, but it was a pity that she could not be taken away directly.

This Robin bird, no, the Robin rabbit is fierce, the little cutie doesn't want to be beaten.

"I remember." Robin paused.

He was not stupid, and he reacted instantly when Dorothy reminded him, and the things that he was led to deliberately ignore appeared in front of his eyes.Since he woke up, his eyes were covered, his ears were blocked, and everything was messed up.

The so-called refresh point is probably the source of everything.

"Crack-"

The sound of the stone breaking came, and Robin let go of his hand, and the broken pieces fell along the fingers.The protruding part of the stone wall was scratched and flattened.The dumb hair on the little cutie's head trembled, and it was so frightened that it wilted.

Robin felt fooled, almost mastered by the damn game.

"In the depths of the forest, some distance away from here," Robin, who was super mobile, immediately made a decision, "I'll take you there, let's go now."

This sucks, and Robin grinds his teeth, he can't stay there for a second.

"Also," Robin's tone was not very good, he couldn't see it, he couldn't touch it, and he didn't know how to snatch it back, "give me the belt."

"Don't play tricks." He looked warily at the white rabbit in front of him, "Hold it around my waist."

Dorothy was furious at the sight of Robin, her cheeks puffed up and she thought that she was not as tall or as strong as Batman, but her eyes were [-]% imitated.

She handed it over and clasped it around Robin's waist.

"……Wait a moment."

She tilted her head and glanced at Robin, pulled off the little golden retriever, and slowly straightened up, "I'll tie a braid."

Her hair is long and dense, and feels thin and soft to the touch. It hangs around her waist like seaweed, and it is inconvenient to move without tidying it up.

I don't know when I can turn back to black hair.

Blue eyes stared accusingly at the ribbon that bound Robin's weapon.Robin tore off her headband without saying a word, and when the dazed little cutie reacted, her hair fell loose again.

From Robin's point of view, he saw the fluffy rabbit's ears drooping, hanging pitifully on the little head.

Fluffy Control hesitated for a moment, held back his hand that was about to grab his ears, his tone softened, and he akimbo fiercely: "...Hurry up!"

Dorothy made an OK gesture, and quickly grabbed the little golden retriever and tied it up.

She had her hair tied three times today. If she had the skill of braiding, Dorothy must have perfect proficiency, fast and steady... It's just not very good-looking, loose and loose, and the little broken hair is messy.

Robin folded his arms on his chest, watching the little white rabbit grab the tuft of golden fur on the top with its paws, and pulled out another black ribbon from nowhere.

"Your ribbon..."

"I got it in my pocket," Dorothy quickly interrupted his questioning, and asked back, "I just wanted to say there was another one, but you just pulled it off."

Robin turned around, bowed his waist and crawled out, swiftly and silently, pretending not to hear.

Dorothy blinked and glanced at Robin, realizing that he could see game items.The same thing happened with the breadstick, and Robin was staring at the bread, feeling like he wanted to take a bite.

"Wait a little longer?" Dorothy greeted hurriedly.

At this time, half of Robin's body was stuck out of the hole. He took a few steps back angrily, turned his head, and asked impatiently, "What's the matter?"

"Your pants are falling."

Dorothy reminded with a suppressed smile, her small shoulders trembled, and she reached out and tapped in the void.Then he quickly threw himself clean, shook his head and said:

"It's none of my business, you can just buckle it up."

Robin: "..."

Hey!

Robin let Dorothy come closer and tied it up with a bad face.

And decided not to say a word to Stupid Rabbit again, he was afraid that he couldn't help beating the kid.

The two shuttled through the jungle, avoiding the wandering monsters with cat waists, and Robin walked in front with a cold face, without saying a word.

Dorothy clutched the small corner of Robin's cloak behind her, and set her foot down carefully, being careful not to make a sound.

In Robin's previous description, these monsters are horrifying in appearance, tireless, and fearless of life and death. Just like mobs in the game, they pop up one by one when the sky gets dark, and don't disappear until the moment of reincarnation restarts. Repeatedly.

The only weakness is that their five senses are not sharp.

You can't finish killing, so it's better to avoid it, so as not to cause trouble.Dorothy felt that Robin looked very experienced, and probably got into trouble, more than once.

Sure enough, true knowledge comes from practice.

"How long are we going to go around?" Dorothy couldn't hold back her words. She reached out to poke Robin's shoulder, and leaned over to gesture with her mouth.

They have been circling, and according to Robin, monsters are particularly dense in this area.And the road is getting more and more dangerous, and we have to climb stones from time to time.

But... Dorothy saw nothing, and it wasn't marked on the map.On the contrary, it is true that the terrain is getting steeper and steeper. Dorothy, with her short legs, is literally crawling and jumping with her hands and feet.

The only thing to watch out for is that the damage done to Robin by the monster is real.

According to him, the cut on the arm was caused by the claws of the monster.Dorothy took a closer look. The wound was nearly closed, and a shallow scar was just visible.

Is this... the spiritual attack will return to the entity?Dorothy guessed wildly.

Robin slapped Dorothy's fidgeting hands away, let out a soft "hum" without looking back.

Behind the rocky beach is a bush.

The road ahead was blocked by a fallen tree, surrounded by thorns, and could only be turned over. The width alone was as high as a floor.

After avoiding the densest monster distribution area, Robin relaxed.

He jumped up lightly, then stood on it with his hips akimbo, and watched the short-legged rabbit climb up with all its hands and feet.

Unless the stupid rabbit begs for mercy.

"Climb faster," Robin said calmly, "Little dwarf."

Dorothy, who just lay on the tree and stepped up her legs: "..."

Listen, is this what the vigilante should say?

Dorothy thought angrily, shouldn't she help the little cutie turn over!

Dorothy slipped and fell to the ground, and the baguette in the knapsack gurgled out, rolling and rolling, smashing a rock in the way.

She picked up the baguette and poked it tentatively, and the tree was torn like paper.

It really wasn't her illusion before.

"...I have a solution." She called to Robin, "Robin, come down!"

She swung the baguette and threw it at the tree, and the tree snapped in two like a broken biscuit.

Dorothy looked down at the baguette, then at the miserable-looking tree:

...This power +1, so it is power +1 ton! ?

Batman, sure enough, the most unreliable props from Ye Yi.

Caught off guard by Dorothy's movements, Robin jumped down, barely getting his footing.

"What are you doing—" Robin's face suddenly changed, and the words he hadn't finished speaking stopped abruptly.

He saw a group of black shadows roaring and rushing over.

"Stupid Rabbit, you've brought those monsters here," Robin yelled at Dorothy.

"Don't worry, Robin Bunny, wrap it on me."

"In which direction?"

Dorothy waved the baguette, and under Robin's command, turned into a small spinning top, rushing into the crowd of monsters she couldn't see, causing a dimensionality reduction blow.

It's not a fair fight at all.

Robin watched, all the monsters swept away without exception dissipated as soon as they were touched, but they couldn't do any harm to Dorothy at all.

"It's done!"

Dorothy swayed a few times in a daze, and fell to the ground when she saw that she couldn't stand still. Robin quickly grabbed her, grabbed the nape of her neck—it was actually the hood of a hoodie, and touched it A handful of rabbit ears.

Well, it is indeed as soft as I imagined.

"I want candy." Dorothy sucked her finger and whispered into Robin's ear, sobbing.She is dizzy now, dizzy to the point of vomiting.

Robin didn't hear clearly, he carried Dorothy on his back, fixed it firmly and carefully, and said unforgivingly:

"Hide in your mother's arms before you cry, baby bunny."

The author has something to say: Little Dorothy:

The baguette is awesome, three seconds confession to Batman, 1, 2, 3 - there you go, confession over!

……

Cutie is going to poke his ass with a batarang.