113·? ? ?: Sold

120.

The Tiyangchi tribe had already put some distance between themselves and the ship, but their glowing tentacles still lingered on Red Robin's retina in a beautiful manner, leaving him speechless for a moment.

Being so familiar with the process, Aria must have seen the magnificent sight of the Tiyangqi tribe swimming past the window many times.

As a child, do you sometimes envy them for having their own families? Do you secretly miss the base that you can't even call home?

…

The parties involved don't think so.

Aria has decided to devote her life to the cause of Star Valley and defend the right to define jellyfish to the death.

"Really, I'm not lying to you."

Thinking that Drake didn't believe what she said, Aria jumped up from the ground and poked at the control panel unconvinced, trying to defeat this man's sophistry with facts.

The game started, and the whole space was immediately filled with cheerful music that made Drake feel a little bit of pain in his liver.

The control panel originally used to monitor the operation of the ship was divided into multiple screens. A trainee was performing a mission without any guilt for slacking off. His eyes were full of desire to prove that real jellyfish were really beautiful.

Well, ever since he caught Grayson secretly using the Batcomputer to handle police affairs, Drake has become accustomed to such incidents as long as everything is working properly.

Unfortunately, Aria still couldn't find a way to go back in time. She scratched her head and jumped up and down for a long time, but she couldn't successfully move the game date forward even by one day.

Tim Drake could be of help, if the game still exists in code form, with only minor changes.

But Aria didn't leave Drake any room to display his skills.

“But I took pictures!”

She took out her mobile terminal and switched the scanning system used for exploration and investigation to photo mode. If the main brain knew that its most promising project member had actually used his work computer to create an exclusive photo album for the game, it would definitely cry out in surprise, right?

"Look!" She came closer furry: "Moonlight jellyfish!"

If anyone said this to Tim Drake, he would have suspected that the other person was just trying to trick him into looking down at the mineral water bottle so that he could slap him in the face.

But there is neither a mineral water bottle nor a prankster here, only a carrot head who wants to share good things.

So, in the blue glow of the mobile terminal, Tim Drake lowered his head.

It is indeed beautiful——

The blue ocean surrounds the pier, people gather in groups of two or three on the shore, and the moonlight jellyfish passing by are forever frozen in the moment of summer fading away.

...This way of taking pictures is really too old-fashioned.

It's hard to imagine that this method of pointing a camera at a screen to shoot will still exist in the future. You know, even Director Gordon can use his computer to take screenshots - of course, this is thanks to the quick operation note that Barbara taped to the bottom of the computer in the director's office...

"Look at it, what a sturdy tentacles it has, and what a majestic umbrella."

Drake looked at the round umbrella cap and the tentacles that were only two pixels long in the photo and suddenly realized a problem.

"Do you take general education classes?"

The little radish head suddenly caught fire.

…

"So, you learned everything about previous civilizations from games?"

"We do have general education classes, though," Aria retorted guiltily, "they're just a little boring..."

Rather than starting with a picture and then learning about maple trees, their definition, their uses, the time of their extinction, and subsequent impacts, AAA agricultural and sideline product distributors would rather learn something from these ancient electronic veterans.

She knew that leaves were green in spring and turned red in autumn, that fruits would fall when shaken, that each crop had its season, and that bees loved flowers—most of what Aria knew about a bygone nature came from video games.

...Although the jellyfish thing is a bit unreliable, the visitor also said that jellyfish like those in the game do exist in the world.

The more sincere Aria was, the worse Tim Drake's impression of the Mastermind became. In the end, he really wanted to return the ship so that he could fight the Mastermind for another three hundred rounds.

AAA21504202 wanted him to see the farm she had built.

"This is the maple tree I planted," she pointed. "Hang a sap collector on it and it'll soon produce maple syrup. Have you ever tried maple syrup? It looks amber in the game. I imagine something this color wouldn't be too bad."

"Hmm..." Tim Drake thought about it and found that it had been a while since he sat at the dining table in Wayne Manor and enjoyed breakfast without distraction.

But that didn't stop him from describing it to someone who had never seen it, and trying to be as poetic as possible: "Do you like the sun? Standing in the sun, you can feel the fluffy golden color even with your eyes closed. That's how I feel about maple syrup."

Whether as a butler or a British person, Alfred has his own unique choice of maple syrup brand. On less busy mornings, Tim Drake would choose a cup of black coffee and watch Alfred pour maple syrup on the waffles - about five minutes later, Bruce would slowly come down from upstairs -

A golden, rare morning.

"If you'd like," Tim Drake said, "I'll give you an invitation when I get back to try some maple syrup."

The invitation was so tempting that Aria pondered for a moment, "But I might forget this promise in the future..."

Result-oriented indeed.

If the timeline at this moment connects with the later timeline like Ouroboros, then Aria must have lost all her previous memories in the middle.

"But since I entrusted you to my current self back then and told you so much, that means we must have a good relationship." Having deduced the answer she wanted, Aria beamed, "Then I want double the maple syrup!"

…

"So you want to play? It's really fun!" Aria said with sparkling eyes, even though her recommendation didn't sound very tempting. Rather than being persuasive, it sounded more like a Beagle holding a stick in its mouth, hoping someone would play with it...

But what a coincidence, I really can't find anything else to do for the time being.

Drake made the most economically rational decision in just ten seconds.

He followed Aria's instructions and split a screen for himself, set his clothes, eye color, and hairstyle, but got stuck on a problem.

Favorite things:

He wanted to skip it, but found that if he skipped this question, he wouldn't be able to start the game. Tim Drake leaned back slightly and asked casually.

"What are you filling in here?"

Aria came over to take a look, "Star Valley."

As expected, the answer is not surprising at all.

Red Robin thought about it and filled in the blank.

…

Drake quickly created his own character.

He controlled the pixel man to spin around in place, and Aria quickly came into the hut holding a pixel kettle in the game and put it in his hand.

"But we can't go to bed tonight!" she said seriously. "We haven't finished watering the fields yet."

With previous mental preparation, Tim Drake thought he had a certain understanding of this farm management game.

So he followed the pixel man out of the hut - a large expanse of pixel land warmly opened its arms to him, the entire land showing a dry light brown color.

There's no water at all.

Red Robin controlled the pixel man to walk to the edge of the field and asked calmly:

"Do you want all of them?"

"...Yes." Aria glanced away guiltily. "The last time I played, I was busy going down to the mines."

It didn't matter, it was just all over the farm, so he just watered it.

"And remember to go to bed before two o'clock, otherwise you will faint on the side of the road and your money will be deducted."

Recalling the initial cabin he had just entered, Tim Drake had a new question: "Where is the bed? I don't think I can see it."

Or is it that the game is set up so that you don't need a bed to sleep?

Now Aria's cold sweat was more obvious, and her pixelated figure stood there blankly, as if wondering why the controller suddenly stopped.

"...I remember now," she said with difficulty. "A teammate who was on a quest with me before said it was a bit of a waste to keep the furniture in the online room. She found a module, and then we sold everything in that room."

"—including the bed."

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1. Small Theater

Aria: Come see the glow-in-the-dark jellyfish!

Red Robin comes closer

Aria: Hit the hill and give it to Baboon! (Red Robin dodges in time)

2. Whether the online hut is a hereditary system or not is a test because I can't find friends to connect with. If it is inconsistent with the facts, I will treat it as a private setting.

3. Tribute to the legendary bed seller

4. Two people can only play for a while, because the next chapter will arrive at the station