[Zhongyingmei] The style of the game is wrong

"It's here, that's right." Dorothy let out a long sigh of relief, and took back the compass she was holding.

[The Lost Compass] can guide a general direction for the user's mind, and it can be called a treasure-hunting artifact. This is the item reward Dorothy got in the "Desert Island Treasure" copy.

Billy came back last time and noticed something was wrong, and then went back and forth. The two followed the clues and found this place.

"...well, it looks like we have a big project coming up." She shrugged.

This is simply the best shooting location for waste soil literature.

"Poison Ivy will fall in love with this." She murmured, overgrown with weeds, clustered with unknown wildflowers, several clusters taller than her, growing wantonly in the embrace of nature.Instead, the traces left by humans are fragmented, broken glass, deflated tires, fallen brick walls, rusty iron windows... everywhere.

All the ruins and abandoned buildings that come into view are mottled after the baptism of wind and rain.

This is the "ghost area" of Fawcett City. A horrific tragedy happened ten years ago, followed by the inexplicable deaths of several families, causing rumors to spread and the residents fled one after another, and gradually became desolate.Later, it was claimed that the case was committed by a perverted murderer who fled here, and the report about the devil was also suppressed.

During the renovation of the city, the municipal government found that the appropriation funds were not enough after half of the demolition. Looking at the devastation on the ground, I knew that it was not enough in the end.

Occasionally, only homeless people visit, shrinking into the barely standing abandoned houses in winter to resist the cold wind.

Along the potholed road, she looked up at Shazam next to her: "Billy, what's wrong with you?"

Billy was not in the right mood. He was talking and laughing at first, but as soon as he stepped over the barbed wire that blocked him, he became silent.

Shazam followed behind her, looking around with a complicated expression.

"It's okay, I just didn't expect to be here."

"My family used to live on this street." He unconsciously kicked the scattered gravel with his toes.

"After my parents passed away, my uncle took custody of me and sold the house and moved to a place far away." Noticing Dorothy's worried gaze, he waved his hand quickly, "Actually, I don't really remember much. I was young when it happened, and a lot has happened since then."

He skipped it vaguely.He sneaked back, and the construction team had already arrived.

In fact, the situation is even worse. After his parents got their inheritance, his uncle treated him very badly, he drank and gambled, and died of an accident within a few years. He was tossed around in various welfare structures and foster families until he happened to break into the Rock of Eternity. After getting the inheritance of the wizard, he became Shazam.

His house was one of the few that was bulldozed, and was selected and flattened under limited funds.

——This is another degree of "chosen house".

Billy comforted Dorothy in turn. He showed his big white teeth and smiled brightly as usual: "On the plus side, this is a kind of escape."

The tall Shazam is still wrapped in a strong and kind little angel.

"I'm really not in love with the scene, I'm Shazam!" He put his hips on his hips, his cloak flung out a handsome arc, and he posed in a classic pose.

"Of course." Dorothy jumped up and patted him on the shoulder, "You're Shazam!"

Instead Billy felt embarrassed, but fortunately his frustration was gone.

Dorothy remembered that when she was looking for information, she seemed to have glimpsed the government announcement of the land auction in this unfinished area, but the local "reputation" was loud and no one cared about it.

It doesn't seem very expensive, so take a picture and give it to Billy, Dorothy thought as she walked.

They acted quickly, searched the entire area, and finally locked on an unremarkable old house.

In front of me was an old crumbling brownstone, three stories high, with boarded up windows and crumbling fences.The courtyard was overgrown with weeds, and a rotting cross lay at the door, next to a large bare tree stump.

There is a wooden cross in front of every house here. Billy explained that it was an exorcism. Some people think that the terrorist attack was caused by the devil.He hesitated for a while before whispering that maybe it had something to do with Black Adam.

——It was the purpose of their trip.

"Some witnesses swear that they saw the devil's goat horns." After reading the relevant reports, Dorothy jumped down from the roof lightly. "It cannot be displayed on the map, another hidden map."

The last hidden map was the Batcave, but she didn't find it after walking on it for several months. It was a complete failure, and Dorothy was very upset about it.

—and Damian laughed at her about it for three whole years!

The internal environment cannot be shown on the map that has been upgraded. This house is obviously not as simple as it appears on the surface, and the hidden secrets are lurking in the shadows.

"The devil, you know, Black Adam's usual tricks and allies." Billy stepped on the broken gravel road, walked around the house, and fiddled with the chain before returning to the door.

There was subtle worry in his tone. This was the first time that Black Adam was found after disappearing for many years, not to mention that the hiding place was also involved in an unsolved case. .

There were rusty hinges on the iron door, and the iron lock was completely rusted to death.

Just as Dorothy took a few steps back subconsciously, Billy raised his leg and kicked open the door. With a loud noise, the dust filled with enthusiasm came, mixed with the pungent musty smell, and it was very choking.

Dorothy covered her mouth and nose quickly, took out the small gas mask, put it on, and threw another one to Billy.

It took her a long time to recover, and then came the muffled voice: "My God, what kind of smell is this?" All kinds of strange smells mixed together and merged into a smell that can be called human extinction agent, which made people quite uncomfortable .

An excellent sense of smell can help people avoid many dangers, but sometimes it also makes the owner doubt life.

It was so close to dying on the spot.

"Add a little more water and I can mix it in the art gallery and use it as a plaster statue." Billy hid quickly, but he was still affected. He was hurriedly dispelling the annoying dust, his handsome face wrinkled into a ball.

"Don't worry, even if it's a statue, you are definitely the masterpiece of Michelangelo." The little girl responded cleverly, and she stepped into the room first.

"What's wrong with you?" There was no sound from behind.

Billy, who was left behind, blurted out, "So you think Shazam is cooler or..." Kryptonians are cooler?

As a result, the words turned into: "...Billy is cooler?"

Dorothy stopped and couldn't help laughing: "Is it interesting to compare yourself with yourself?"

Billy got stuck again, and he faltered and hurried into the house after her, without Dorothy, who genuinely thought most heroes in vests had strange brains.

For example, when Bruce is in bed, he will sweetly ask the other person who is more handsome, Baby Bruce or Batman, with his sleepy eyes open, but he firmly refuses to admit it when he wakes up.

To be more honest, she will also be entangled in Dorothy, Alice or catman, which identity is better!

The inner hall is dark, the sight is dim, the surrounding area is filled with strange moisture, the floor is covered with water stains, the corrosion marks are obvious, and the wall skin is peeling off in large parts, desolate and weird.

The room was a bit empty, and most of the valuable items had been removed before the blockade, leaving only the worthless furniture, which was rotten.

Dorothy took out the ultraviolet lamp and pressed the button. Under the irradiation of ultraviolet light, the large bloodstains that had already penetrated the wall and floor were unmasked and appeared.

It looked like a pool of blood, which was no surprise.

Dorothy turned off the lights and uploaded a copy of the data to the Batcomputer.

Billy suddenly spoke abruptly, with a subtle tone: "Superman can observe without tools, right?"

"Would you take it easy on your missions with him?" He had heard that Kal-El Jr. had also joined the Teen Titans.

who?Dorothy didn't realize it all at once, why did the topic jump to Clark?

"That's heat vision, not light spectrum." After checking the empty cabinet, Dorothy gave Billy a slightly suspicious look, "The Seven Lanterns are the spectrum."

Dorothy thought they could change their name to Team Rainbow, so the title would sound as delicious as Skittles.

"Oh, sorry." Billy tapped his head in frustration. He cared too much, but he knew it was going to happen when he opened his mouth.

Next time should choose a good topic.

But theory isn't the same as practice, Billy thought a little sadly, he screwed up every time, and couldn't talk, let alone think.

Dorothy sized him up and looked away, but she didn't think much about it, she just thought it was not good for Billy to return to his old place.The former home has been dismantled and flattened into a bare piece, and the neighborhood has become like this again. It's no wonder I'm in a good mood.

According to reports, the poor host’s family was having a party that night, and everyone died tragically overnight. It was the neighbor who called the police.

Dorothy put on her gloves, for she had long been familiar with the task of searching, and it was not the first time they had done it,

"I have to make a correction, this is not a wasteland world view, this is a supernatural film set." Dorothy murmured, this could directly open a haunted house to make money.

The scripts are all ready-made. The two children who were attracted by special rumors accidentally found the legendary haunted house, so they decided to find out, and found out the unknown secret... In the end, they escaped from the sky or the ghosts won a big victory. According to the screenwriter's preference.

Dorothy's thoughts diverged, and she casually turned and walked towards another area, but suddenly stopped, and turned to move forward.

She flipped off the fragile baseboard and glanced at the special symbols: "It's an inverted cross and a pentagram."

"There is also 13, the devil's number in people's mouth."

Tongtong is the mark of the devil in conformity with cognition.

"There are subtle fluctuations in magic power." Billy, who had walked away, rushed over.

She had almost been fooled just now, and Billy, who was a little absent-minded, had already been fooled.Magic is tricking the brain into subconsciously ignoring it.

"You're right, this matter is absolutely inseparable from Black Adam." Dorothy stepped forward to take a few photos and kept the evidence.

This was committed by Black Adam a long time ago. It was Billy who hadn't become Shazam yet, but the other party tried his best to bury it, and even went to great lengths to end it with murder. There must be an ulterior secret buried behind it.

Dorothy gently turned aside the floor lamp lying on the floor: "By the way, is Constantine interested in foreign affairs?"

"I think I'm interested," Billy cleared his throat, trying to speak clearly, "and it's free."

"The insurance salesman you are selling now is called Shazam Protection Insurance."

Billy reflected for a moment. Is it so obvious?

There are no demons jumping out from behind the door suddenly, and there are no monsters that sneak into the shadows to control people. It is too quiet.

"It's kind of weird." Billy felt wrong.

"It's quite strange. Judging by the degree of decay inside, it has indeed been vacant for ten years. It matches the time of the tragedy, and it doesn't look like someone has been there before." Dorothy looked at the water stains seeping from the cracks in the corner of the wall. , "The problem is that it is very humid here, but the moss is not spreading."

Billy subconsciously looked at Dorothy.

"But there are no traces of insects." Most of the furniture is decayed and damaged, but there are no common wormholes. "There are no spider webs that can be seen everywhere. We haven't seen a single insect for so long."

This situation can only appear in dungeons, the dead silence without life features.

"I suspect this is a copy of reality." She calmly seemed to be talking about what to eat for a while, "Don't look, this is an independent space."

Billy staggered and nearly bumped into the corner cabinet. He looked sharply at Dorothy, then turned quickly to the door, almost turning his neck.

In any case, it is a fact that the process of erosion in the other world is accelerating.

An iron nail that fixed the storage board fell off. It was full of rust, the wooden board was loose, and a stack of papers floated down and fell to the ground. The cover covered with a thick layer of dust took the opportunity to shake off a lot of dust, and the handwriting was vaguely changeable. .

Dorothy glanced at it casually, then froze suddenly, and her complexion suddenly became dignified.

Billy didn't know why, so he asked nervously, "What's wrong?"

"We're in trouble," said Dorothy.

"Have you finished the homework assigned by Gray Eyes?" She was so busy that she forgot.

Gray Eyes is Mr. Klein's nickname. His full name is Gray Eyed Batman, because he is quite strict, too serious, and makes students terrified at the glance of his eyes. The nickname has spread widely among students, spreading from the elementary school to the middle school.

At first, Mrs. Klein taught the elementary school, and was transferred to the middle school in the same year Dorothy was promoted to junior high school. Coincidentally, she continued to teach Dorothy’s class, and took over the class after their homeroom teacher left. heavy burden.

Suspicious Batman also checked his background information again.Dorothy has long been used to the strangeness, not to mention the teacher, Batman even has a whole stack of materials for her classmates.

On top of that, he likes to call the parents, and for a while Dorothy conspired with Billy to skip class.So the guardian was forced to answer the phone every day. During that time, Bruce looked at Dorothy with sadness in his eyes.

"We established and perfected the theory about the problem of students skipping classes, and carried out full practice." Dorothy conveyed these words to Klein through Bruce, and Klein verbally expressed encouragement, and then all their homework became practice.

Billy also froze. He had asked for two days off before and forgot about it.

Today is the weekend and the deadline is next Tuesday.

Billy felt guilty: "...one more day."

"That's true," said Dorothy, waiting for these words, "to-morrow."

Heroes have to do their homework too.

Under heavy pressure, the efficiency was much higher. They found a pull ring from the pile of barrels under the cellar, covered with a layer of camouflage, which was more than enough to fool ordinary people who did not know magic.

"It's a secret door," Billy said.

"I hate secret doors," Dorothy murmured softly.

If the main line and side lines of various tasks constitute the whole game, then the appearance of secret doors often means that they have evolved into hidden tasks.

More complicated settings, more difficult customs clearance, and what's more terrifying...often entangled with the main line, no matter how painful it is.

Billy wondered, "What did you say?"

"I just hope it doesn't fall in," sighed Dorothy sadly. "The house looks like it's going to die." There was still room under the cellar, and there was no fear of subsidence.

——Anyway, Wayne Manor is not afraid of the Bat Cave under its feet.

Dorothy suspects that crushing them to death is the ultimate goal of the enemy.

They went down the spiraling stone steps, and came to a place similar to an altar, where there were many demon figures... no, statues.

It is similar to what I saw in the Rock of Eternity, it seems that I found the right place.

Billy's eyes were drawn to the largest one when Dorothy's voice came from behind.

"I found Black Adam."

She leaned on one end of the alcove, blocking Billy's view.

Dorothy turned to look at him with a strange expression: "Uh, do you know the paper man?"

Billy's heart skipped a beat, and all kinds of horror stories almost dazzled his mind, and a squashed human skin quickly emerged.

He did not see clearly until Dorothy stepped aside.

It was a piece of parchment.

It wasn't that Black Adam was flattened into a piece of paper but—

He lived in a parchment, and black Adam-like figures were pacing impatiently to and fro.

God!

Billy jumped up like a frightened rabbit, forgetting that he was Shazam now, and managed to hit his head with a good bounce. "Aw!"

And punch a groove on the top of the wall.

Billy looked at Dorothy for help.

"Yes, that's him." Dorothy broke Billy's expectations.She deliberately opened the map and looked at the red name sign.

"Have you ever heard of a low-dimensional world?" she asked, "Or a two-dimensional world? Two-dimensional?"

Billy nodded.

"There is a theory that is very interesting. A book is a world. I kind of believe it now." Dorothy groped the paper, thinking.

Billy thought she meant something.

Black Adam's mouth opened and closed, obviously swearing, a lot of vicious curses appeared on the parchment in words, and Billy subconsciously launched protective magic.

Then he realized that it was completely unnecessary, they were no longer in the same dimension.

"Big discovery, it's annoying, because of force majeure, I don't have time to do my homework." Dorothy covered her chest, her face was very sad, "It's not my fault."

She smoothed the parchment and rolled it up finely.

"But I'm sure B will understand."