[Zhongyingmei] The style of the game is wrong

"I don't want to talk to you." Dorothy turned her back on Bruce, determined to distance herself from him.

Any anomaly is a cause for alarm, especially when Brucie, who always sleeps in bed, declares getting up early to send the kids to school.

He struggled to get out of bed, stuffed the child into the car, drove to the school gate, and parked.

Then he dismissed Billy, like a villain who catches children in the middle of the night...or like a playboy who tricks an ignorant girl, and made Dorothy dizzy. By the time she realized it, the two [amusement park experience tickets] had already Loyalty played its part.

It never occurred to him that Baby Brucey would take care of everything in person.

Then, Bruce Baby seamlessly switches to Batman.

Brucey, who was wearing a Batman suit, put his hands on his daughter's shoulders and straightened the angry little girl.

"Come on, but this is a rare parent-child time, isn't it?"

Dorothy tugged on the cloak and complained, "Why do you always get what you want?"

"Because I'm Batman." Batman smiled at the corner of his mouth, and then suppressed it in an instant, restoring Batman's standard expression template.

"Time is limited, act quickly," he said.

The customs clearance process is similar. They easily completed the items stipulated in the amusement park and obtained the [Invitation Letter to Fairy Tale City]. A white light, they were teleported away.

Dorothy still remembered that the last fairy tale city was modeled like a semi-finished game scene, covered with a large area of ​​vegetation, and only a few buildings stood upright, which clearly hinted at the location of her mission.

Obviously, these two times are not the same location.

In fact, this time it is not too much. It is also a small space that is independently divided, but the area is larger, the buildings are more clustered, and it is... more wonderful.

It is still bright and warm, full of childlike fairy tale style, but the whole world is made of candies.

They stood under the city wall made of orange mille-feuille pie and looked into the distance. A road covered with colorful hard candies extended to the distance. The surrounding houses were all made of sugar cubes, which glistened sweetly in the sun. On both sides are a row of candy cane street lamps, standing with their heads held high.

Countless bubblegum balloons floated in the air, expanding like blowing air, and burst with a "pop" when they reached the top.

The streets are full of little candy people, a few pieces of nougat pass by the two together, a bunch of fudge is bouncing in the distance, and the snail puffs are moving slowly... It’s like Alice fell into the Down the rabbit hole, a fantasy kingdom unfolds in front of you.

The air is filled with a rich sweet smell.

A wonderful change had taken place in them, too.

"I'm the little gingerbread man." Dorothy looked at herself curiously, then turned to Bruce. "You're dark chocolate."

Dorothy looks like a little gingerbread man, but also like a layer of gold, the whole person is shining.

Bruce's receptivity is quick, and the situation isn't too unexpected.After all, anything is possible in the mystical world.

Dorothy smacked her lips, holding a tone of regret: "Unfortunately, I prefer hazelnut chocolate."

"Dark chocolate is too bitter."

That being said, she looked like she really wanted to rush up and hug Dad for a nibble, literally nibble, a delicious bruschetta.

She stared straight at Brucey with a look of reluctance.

That sentence is more like Dorothy's psychological construction for herself, similar to grapes that are too sour to eat.

The delicious black lacquer seemed to be facing an enemy, he took a few steps back, wrapped himself in a chocolate cloak vigilantly, and moved the pointed ears on the top of his head.

Fortunately, the little candies immediately diverted Dorothy's attention.

She stopped Milk Candy, who was alone, trying to communicate, but Little Candy seemed to be a programmed program, and only said a few words over and over again.

"The prince of Fairy Tale City is here to inspect."

"The candy shop is going to hold a tea party."

"I must be the most delicious dessert!"

Dorothy subconsciously glanced at Batman who was standing by and listening to the information silently.

It just so happened that Batman also looked at her, their eyes collided, and Batman looked away calmly.

"Go inside," Batman said, taking the first step.

They walked along the wide street, passed all kinds of candy products, and crossed a mango bridge. When they got off the bridge, there was a candy shop. Dorothy hesitated for a moment and didn't go in immediately. Found a slice of lemon.

Various colored jams are spread on it to form a series of abstract patterns.

"Prince's tea party?" Dorothy propped her chin and looked at the notice board and read out word by word, "To welcome the prince from Fairy Tale City to Candy City, Candy Shop has carefully prepared a tea party, and specially invited two candy Tourists prepare desserts, and if the prince is satisfied, they will receive mysterious gifts!"

Clearly informed them of their mission.

As for this mysterious reward, Dorothy was [-]% sure that it was a puzzle piece.

Then they went to the candy shop, which is the center of making desserts. The special candy man standing inside told them that they must find the most delicious ingredients, otherwise the prince would not be satisfied.

The candy people there are different from those on the street, more like special NPCs.

After coming out, Dorothy shook her little head, she sucked her thumb unconsciously, and a sweet taste permeated from her mouth.

Combining the information revealed by the little candies, and looking at the forms of both parties, I am afraid that candy itself is the most important raw material for desserts.

Think carefully!Dorothy looked terrified.

"The mission is actually half done." Batman said suddenly.

As for the identity of the "Prince of Fairy Tale City", as early as when the candy man gave the information, he had already had a vague guess in his mind.

Most likely Dorothy.

Dorothy looks like a gingerbread man, and she thinks so, but Batman always thinks it's too contrary.

"It doesn't have to be all of it," Batman stroked his chocolate cloak thoughtfully, "according to his body size, he doesn't need all the candy to make desserts, but—"

Dorothy continued: "But if the prince is not satisfied, in order to succeed in the mission, we have to use up all of Candy's body."

"And we don't even know who the prince is. The worst case is that we have to try one by one..." Dorothy was stunned for a moment. She immediately figured out what Batman meant, took a deep breath and murmured: " I see."

She pointed to the tip of her nose and took a deep breath: "Prince of Fairy Tale City."

Batman stared at Dorothy, his deep voice was as silky as chocolate, with a special flavor in it, which made people ecstatic: "That's why I said, the mission is half done."

This kind of situation is not unheard of, as early as in the second copy, she was fortunate to act as the NPC in the mission.Games are always playing tricks.

"If we can find another wild teammate, it will prove the guess is correct." Dorothy remembers the quest stating "two" candy men.

If she takes the status of a prince, it must mean that she has lost a teammate without knowing it.Find the missing person and fill up the last vacancy in reasoning.

Dorothy complained: "It's obviously the carrot prince."

Why did she suddenly put on the hat of the Prince of Fairy Tale City? She didn't even realize it. It was only after Batman's reminder that she realized the game's tricks.

Batman is Batman after all.

In fact, she would have figured it out on her own eventually, without Batman telling her, but certainly not so quickly.

Knowing the sinister intentions of the game, the game used the inertia of thinking to clearly set up a trick.

They entered with the amusement park experience coupons, and there were no more and no less than two people. This number perfectly matched the reward quota for two people mentioned in the notice.Coupled with the change of form, it will subconsciously make people think that they are the two candies.

And the clues of the candy shop are vague. If it weren't for this discovery, it would definitely dig a big hole in the identity of the "prince".

She suddenly had strong concerns about that unknown candy teammate.

Hope this is a smart candy.

"Let me be honest, I can't feel my head anymore." Dorothy looked innocent and sincere, "The enemy stole my brain and put a halo on me."

There were sugar-coated cannonballs all over the place, and Dorothy had exhausted all her strength in restraining her urge to rush up and take a bite.

The allure is simply magnified a hundred times.

Batman half-jokingly asked, "So what are you going to do? Eat my brain?"

Dorothy said to her fingers, "Well, I really like sandwich chocolate."

In view of the current situation of Mr. Dark Chocolate and the availability of materials, they decided to make Black Forest Cake.

When they came, Dorothy saw the butter mountain standing behind it, which looked appetizing, and there was a milk river surrounded by it, and there were many milk candies dancing around it.

"Hey, it's snowing." Dorothy raised her head and spread her hands to catch the "snowflakes" floating in the air.

She saw right away that it wasn't snow, but sweet icing.

"The candy market is really based on who is the most delicious and the most aesthetic." Dorothy looked at the candy citizens who suddenly cheered and nodded secretly.

When he turned his head, Batman had disappeared in place.

He hides "snow" under the cookie cover with a stinky face.

After a while, the "snow" stopped, and the warm wind came back again.

"It's like an oven, we're all baked desserts. Speaking of which, the chocolate melts, right..."

Dorothy: ! ! !

Dorothy rushed forward and hugged him tightly with her arms: "Dad, you must not melt!"

Batman:  …

"In my heart, you are also sweetened!"

Batman:  …

The cherries were the prize for the cookie maze, which Batman solved in one trip, fairly quickly.Dorothy swore it took him no more than ten minutes.

So is dad so happy with the next dungeon?Dorothy was lost in thought.

Cheerfully like a picnic at a theme park.

No wonder Batman sits firmly on the throne of the Justice League advisor.

When passing the coffee pool, Dorothy keenly noticed that the turbulence of the pool water was not normal.She squatted by the pool with a small basket in her hand, looking curiously at the ever-flowing coffee pool.

"There seems to be something in the pool." Dorothy greeted Brucey, and she approached enthusiastically, "Is it the legendary swamp monster?"

No swamp monsters though.

Brucey uses the gum net to fish out a babbling Strawberry Drop Iron Man.

Tony lay on the ground, soaked in coffee all over his body, soft, exuding the bitter aroma of coffee.

"I hate coffee," Tony said with an effort to break free from the sticky web of gum, splattering coffee everywhere in the process.

Batman took a few steps back calmly, avoiding the coffee point that flew over, even the tips of his ears showed disgust.

Seeing this, Tony rolled his eyes: "What are you hiding, old bat?"

"I haven't disliked your appearance like a lump of mud!"

Dorothy corrected: "That's delicious chocolate!"

Tony nodded perfunctorily: "Trust me, the only one that looks the tastiest here is you, baby."

"I'm quitting coffee!" he declared viciously.

He was still drinking coffee in the laboratory at the time, but he was dragged into the dungeon in a blink of an eye and handed it directly to Shen Tang! !

Tony let out a palm cannon as if venting his anger, but what appeared was a pile of delicious custard sauce.

Nini: ...

Tony's face was black as a bat.

Dorothy is sincerely glad that it wasn't Tibow who fell, otherwise she would face the two options of coffee poisoning or never having coffee, and no matter which one sounds super scary.

Tony's appearance proved that the inference was correct, almost heralding their victory in customs clearance.

Tony itself is a bright and sweet strawberry candy, wearing a delicious unknown armor, but after soaking in the coffee pool and baking in the sun, Dorothy smells the sweetness of the donut with her amazing sense of smell .

She leaned over uncontrollably.

Tony mentioned the little gingerbread man Dorothy quickly: "Honey, although my battle armor looks delicious."

"But save me face, don't bite."

Dorothy: "It smells like donuts."

Tony: "...I'll try it."

"I glared at me, old bat, I was kidding."

She gave Tony some information about the mission.

Tony was silent for a moment: "So I have to be bitten by you in the end?"

Dorothy's face was full of sincerity: "Strictly speaking, it may not be swallowed in one bite."

Things are going well so far, they collected the ingredients for their respective desserts and returned to the confectionery to start making.

Batman lost his chocolate cape.The cloak full of dedication was thrown into the oven and turned into a part of the Black Forest cake, and the brave and fearless Dorothy took the opportunity to break off the small pointed ears on the top of her head.

And stuffed it into his mouth like lightning.

Dorothy hopped on the huge candy recliner upholstered with marshmallows, munching on cat ear chocolates: "This is a bonus question—"

Suddenly, she froze.

Dorothy realizes that it takes Arkham's venomous fans to happily enjoy the desserts that Bruce made herself and express her satisfaction!

This is a gift proposition!

The blackness that has lost its pointed ears: Nuclear Good Smile.jpg

When Tony returns from finishing his dessert, he finds Dorothy slumped in the marshmallow cushion, trying to suffocate herself.

"What's the matter, sweetheart?" he asked casually as he put the dessert on the tray.

"Is life always this cruel?" asked Dorothy feebly, pulling her head out of the marshmallow, "or is it only when Daddy cooks?"