20. Gotham: Sashimi
28.
Aria's plan was quite simple - rush into the interrogation room, take out the ladder from the inventory and install it underground. Just like going down into the mine as usual, two or more people can roll down the ladder.
—leaving the two policemen staring at each other in bewilderment at the staircase that had appeared on the police station floor.
Gordon was the first to react. Experienced detectives are quicker than others. He took two of three steps and tried to follow the other man in jumping off the ladder, but he still landed on the hard floor.
The ladder turned into a sticker with a 3D effect. Gordon peeled it off and held it lightly in his hand.
“…”
"Are they heading into the underground sewer?"
Bill was sulking, wishing Killer Croc would burst out of the Gotham sewers and tear these people into pieces. Gordon quickly calmed down, handed him the item, and said, "Put this in the evidence bag and send it to the laboratory for inspection."
This thing looks like magic, and human detection methods are likely to yield no results, but Gordon still decides to give it a try, just to be able to provide some help to Batman next time.
"In recent years, there are more and more weird people in Gotham." It's hard to say whether it is a good thing or a bad thing.
…
The sewers of Gotham were filled with an indescribable smell. Xiaobai dragged Douglas to the ground steadily. The smell was like someone suddenly punched him in the nose. He staggered back two steps and whimpered.
The farmer smelled nothing. Curiously, she imitated Xiaobai and sniffed the air - still nothing.
When I checked the status bar, I found that there was a small licorice-like icon above my head. When I touched it, there was a line of small words.
Krobus's Blessing: When the player is in the 'Specific Location: Sewers', attack power and health are increased by 5%, eliminating negative effects.
You like Krobus, and Krobus likes you.
Aria now wished the game had a full-fledged instructional assistant so she could just shake its head and have it immediately implant Krobus in her, or explain what the blessing was all about.
But there was nothing. This was still a highly open game that required farmers to explore on their own. Aria could only cut a piece of cloth from the tearful cat's head, and use the sharp blade to simply cut out a mask for Xiaobai to wear - its mouthpiece was long and it looked a bit funny when worn.
"This can only block a little bit of the smell, but it's better than doing nothing." Aria turned her head to ask Douglas, her dark eyes gleaming in the dim light of the sewer. "Mr. Douglas, do you need it?"
Douglas shook his head. His thin face, still covered in makeup, showed a sad expression, which only added to his melancholy temperament. "...You don't have to do so much for us."
He had understood the viciousness of Black Mask and knew that if the woman in front of him was involved in this matter, she would be regarded as a thorn in his side and would suffer crazy revenge. It would be better for both of them to separate at this moment. She could continue to live a normal life in Gotham, and he - if everything went well, Black Mask would go to hell with Douglas Munro.
Douglas never regretted helping the neighbors escape the extortion and retaliation of Black Mask's men. He just silently thought about a plan in his mind that would be successful and allow the children to escape safely.
The meaning was expressed quite clearly, but the farmer behaved like an illiterate. When someone handed her a test paper that implied a rejection, she didn't even understand the question.
"Actually, I think it's quite fun," the farmer said, taking the initiative to walk to the front to clear the way for everyone. A corner of her clothing, cut off, occasionally swayed in the circulating air. In the darkened sewer, she used her steel sword as a blind stick to grope her way forward. "Meeting new people in a new place, you might become friends, or enemies, or something else entirely... It's all like an adventure!"
"I'm willing to take risks for the unknown." Thinking of Krobus, the farmer still felt a little depressed: "Of course, you have to cherish every friend during the adventure... Sometimes you think you'll see them again, and then you never see them again."
The light steel sword made a slight sound when hitting the concrete wall, which could be heard far away in the sewer.
"Big cities are still very developed," Aria sighed. "Even the sewers are built like bunkers. According to this sign, we should be able to get out in five minutes."
"Are you feeling okay now?" The woman stood with her sword, looking back at Douglas, who was being carried forward by the dogs, and asked worriedly, "I heard your breathing was quite rapid."
Doug wasn't actually very well.
His spine was hit by bullet fragments, and when he was sent to the hospital for treatment, it was too late and he had to be confined to a wheelchair for the rest of his life.
Although doctors said that walking with prosthetic limbs would cause fluid leakage and continue to damage his health, Doug could not find another way to survive in society except walking.
Even with the dogs gathered around him, watching him to prevent him from falling, the man gradually felt a sense of loss of control starting from his heels and spreading to his entire legs.
"I might need to take a break." Sweat rolled down Doug's forehead and he almost gritted his teeth as he said this.
Maybe it would only take a few minutes for him to adjust himself and keep up with the other party's progress... Hmm?
Aria pulled out a plate of sashimi from somewhere, picked up the small fork that came with it and stuffed it directly into his mouth.
"Try this?" the farmer said sincerely, not seeing anything wrong with eating in the sewers. "Even though I can't see your health bar or stamina, maybe this will work for you."
There are all kinds of mods in the world, what if one of them happens to include the item "NPC also enjoys item bonuses".
The sashimi had a rather strange taste, and the sudden feeding only exacerbated the strangeness. But Douglas couldn't bring himself to spit it out; the soft, fresh stuff slid down his throat after only a few chews.
"How's it going?" The farmer was quite enthusiastic. She took out another plate of sashimi, ready to order another one if the other party said it worked.
Doug swallowed hard, his expression gradually becoming strange - although he didn't understand what the other party meant by "blood bar" and "physical strength", the fatigue really faded from his body, and the piercing pain also disappeared without a trace.
Everything was so incredible that it seemed like a miracle. Although his legs still needed prosthetic limbs to move, this gave Douglas a glimmer of hope, a hope of returning to normal.
Doug tried hard to calm himself down, but his words betrayed his chaotic emotions, causing him to speak incoherently and stutter a little.
"What is this?"
Aria said proudly, "This is sashimi I made with the fish I caught." It was only spring, and although she had learned some recipes, she had not yet collected enough ingredients.
Sashimi is one of the easier ingredients to obtain in the current recipe, so I made a lot of it and put it in the inventory as a battle blood-replenishing food.
Douglas speculated that he might have met a mystic, or perhaps the place where she fished was very particular - perhaps only a place that combines the essence of heaven and earth and is full of beautiful scenery can produce fish that can relieve people's fatigue and pain.
Although he knew he couldn't go to such a place, Douglas still asked, "Where did you find this fish?"
The farmer was a little confused, but he chose to tell the truth: "Actually, any fish will do, even the carp here will do."
She pointed to the dark green wastewater flowing next to her, worried that the other party would think she was cheating, so she took out the fishing rod from the equipment bar and fished twice on the spot.
One time she caught a carp, another time she caught white seaweed. Fishing was completely within the farmer's comfort zone. Even the short green bar on the new gear didn't stop her from performing normally, and she caught a golden carp.
The carp was made into sashimi on the spot by the farmer, and the seaweed was thrown into the air by the farmer and eaten in one bite.
"That's it, it's very simple."
He was feeling a little unwell again, and Douglas thought calmly that perhaps the pain-removing effect after he ate sashimi was because the carp in Gotham's sewers mutated after drinking nuclear waste water.
Aria seemed unsatisfied with just providing Douglas with three plates of sashimi. She cast her fishing rod again, and the float sank to the bottom.
A large number of bubbles emerged from the water, and the small area became noisy as if it was boiling.
Killer Croc Waylon Jones emerged from the sewer drain and looked into the eyes of the two men and the dog again, casting a huge shadow.
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