59. Smallville/Gotham: Is Your Farm Going Bankrupt?
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The riddle of the lost book in the original game is quite simple to solve. Just like stringing pearls on a necklace, you can extract the first letter of each word and form a sentence to naturally reveal the answer.
Aria followed the same method and came up with this sentence.
—Alan Wayne There is a secret on the thirteenth floor.
So the question is, who is Alan Wayne?
So far, the farmer only knows one Wayne, but considering Bruce Wayne's fame in Gotham, perhaps this Alan Wayne is also a well-known figure - the kind that can be searched on a search engine.
She didn't often carry the phone Bruce had given her. She only brought it with her when she went to Zuzu City, as a decoration to help her blend in. Now she was empty-handed, and she had to go back and make some plans.
After closing the book and putting it back, the farmer looked around the library and noticed something different.
There are no display cases in the Smallville Library. There is nothing else except bookshelves and a few tables and chairs. The space left is deserted, so it is no wonder that people don't like to come here.
Clark had said before that he would help her hand over what she caught, and naturally it wasn't to Smallville, but to the museum in the city.
The farmer gradually began to have a small thought, regretting that he had not asked clearly last time which museum the donation was to and who he should contact if he continued to donate.
After closing the library door, Aria went to find Ms. Siwann. The lady was a little surprised at how quickly she came back, and this surprise was even greater after she expressed her thoughts on the farm.
"Ms. Aria, that's a very good idea indeed." As a long-time teacher, Ms. Siwann was well-versed in the pedagogical principle of affirming the other person before transitioning. But a problem remained a problem, unaltered by a shift in the order of words. "But as you can see, Smallville doesn't have the funds to acquire exhibits. The Easter Egg Festival already cost the town a significant portion of its budget..."
"That's all right!" The farmer had certainly thought of this. "Ms. Swann, I mean I'll provide the museum's collection."
Si Wangen's hands trembled, and he almost knocked his reading glasses off: "...What?"
"Sometimes I'll dig something up from the ground while hoeing, and sometimes I'll come across some minerals." Thinking about the odds and ends I've dug up, which will surely overflow after the first round of donations, it would be perfect to use them to build another museum in Smallville. "I think these can be used to broaden the children's horizons and let them know how interesting the place they live in is."
Although there is no reward for donating extra to the museum, Aria is happy to do so: "Although after coming to Smallville, I found that many things are different from what I initially imagined, and even changed drastically, everyone in the town is very kind and makes me feel very warm."
Aunt Susan and the grocer in town always praised her when she sold high-quality crops! Unlike Pierre, he sometimes claimed that the good things produced on her farm were grown by himself!
"If there's anything I can do for Smallville, I'm more than happy to do it."
"Oh my God..." After hearing this touching declaration, Ms. Siwann could not help but wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes with her handkerchief. "To be honest, my dear, you remind me of a former student of mine."
"I asked them to write an essay titled 'What I want to be in the future...' and he wrote, 'I want to be a farmer like my dad. I can quickly harvest a large field of corn and stack straw quickly. I will be the best farmer in Smallville.'"
"It sounds like a good career plan," commented the real farmer.
"...But I asked him to rewrite the essay." Ms. Siwann said with a complicated tone: "I encountered obstacles everywhere in the big city. Smallville accepted me, but I always regarded it as a failure."
"At that time, it was more important for me that my students could leave Smallville than for me to return to the big city."
"So I told him, 'Smallville is just a tiny little creek. You won't have any great future if you stay here all your life. You should have some big ambitions,' like being a lawyer in the city, or becoming a doctor."
"But now I think maybe I should encourage him to give it a try. Maybe he will become the best farmer in Smallville."
The memory was a bit heavy. Smallville's best farmer thought for a long time but couldn't find the right words of comfort. He could only put his hand gently on Ms. Swann's shoulder: "It's okay, ma'am."
She felt sorry for his essay being rejected, and tried to alleviate that regret with another possibility: "There's not only one path. Perhaps now, he has found another path that truly belongs to him."
…
After returning from the library, Aria took the upgraded axe and chopped down many trees in the forest. After she had almost exhausted all her strength, she dragged her slowed-down body to the bedside and opened the search engine.
Rather than saying that Alan Wayne is a member of the Wayne family system, it is better to say that he is one of the founders of this family.
The Wayne family has existed for nearly as long as Zuzu City. Many of the city's buildings bear traces of their family, and many have become landmarks.
One of them is mentioned most frequently on search engines. Many visitors claim that the observation deck here overlooks the entire city from a high altitude, and the sunset is particularly spectacular, like an overturned red paint bucket, the entire city loses its gloom and looks like it is in a sea of fire. This is why it is called "Gotham's most mortal moment."
- Best of all, it's free to visit on weekends when crowds are highest.
The word "free" caught the farmer's attention like a colorful fragment. When Aria planned the next day's itinerary by the bed, she naturally included the tower built by Alan Wayne in the tourist route.
It just so happened that she was also there to deliver something.
As she closed her eyes and prepared to call it a day, the big cat Selena wandered out of her cat bed and lay down on Aria's chest very naturally.
"Meow." Selina wagged her tail as if to say good night.
...Forget it. There's no difference between her being asleep and being dead. Just keep suppressing her.
"Good night, kitten." Aria touched it and fell asleep instantly.
…
Jason Todd was playing games with Bizarro when he received the message from Aria. Artemis had gone out for something, and the big guy and he worked together to pass another level in the game. He himself did not expect that the "reward" mentioned by the farmer would come so soon.
Seeing him distractedly glance at his phone, Bizarro clumsily but considerately pressed the pause button.
"He's red?" Bizarro didn't know what could attract his attention more than the game, but he subconsciously felt that this was something very important: "Do you want an elbow now?"
Jason Todd quickly replied to the message on his phone, then unpaused the game by slumping over to the couch. He controlled his figurine to eat the item and flew Bizarro's figurine over an obstacle. "We have to go out soon. If we don't leave now, we still have a level to complete."
"Friends?" Bizarro's simple thinking only divided people into Hehong, Shehong and ordinary people. Dahong looked very relaxed just now, so he simply made an analogy of the relationship.
His bright red blue eyes reflected the light of the TV, as if his entire attention was focused on the game, but when faced with a question, he quickly answered, "Not a friend."
He was so quick that even he himself was surprised. Red Hood paused in his grip on the controller, and just as quickly he said, "It's someone who helped me before."
"She sent me a message saying she wanted to give me something as a reward - you know, I never help anyone for free."
"It's good that he's popular," Bizarro concluded, "so everyone likes him to be popular."
"That's not the case... but thanks." After finishing the last level with Bizarro, Red Hood stood up and exited the two-player mode. He found his hood next to the bean bag and tossed it as lightly as an apple, then caught it firmly.
Before leaving, he turned back and asked Bizarro, "Think about what to eat tonight? I don't think those dishes will keep for long, so it's best to eat them as soon as possible."
Vegetables? A picture of him fighting a man-sized radish in the field flashed through Bizarro's mind, and they instantly united in their hatred of the enemy: "Bizarro doesn't eat vegetables! Come on, Hong! Beat those spinach!"
This meaningless and nonsensical conversation softened Jason Todd's expression. Today was a good day. No villains appeared to cause trouble, no urgent missions, and the sun was shining brightly. If he was lucky, he might even get a good night's sleep.
So he waved to Bizarro and said, "Bye, I'm leaving."
…
Like his brothers, Red Hood maintains safe houses scattered across Gotham. The Outlaws often frequent the main safe house, originally housing only spare weapons and a kitchen tidier than a model home. Later, it ballooned like a balloon, overflowing with Bizarro's toys, Artemis's captured weapons, beanbags, plants he'd bought on a whim, and offshoots of his own plants. Every time he returns, Red Hood questions his life for two seconds, and then uses the remaining two seconds to consider what to save first in the event of a fire.
Parking the motorcycle in the alley where they had agreed to meet, Red Hood watched Aria climb out of the sewer entrance, and was a little unsure what he was going to receive.
The farmer, who had just harvested a batch of crab cages from the sewer, grunted and filled them with new bait. After successfully harvesting garbage, garbage, and more garbage, he finally got two crayfish.
This joy didn't completely fade until she saw Red Hood. She happily packed her backpack, left the sacrificial items, took out one and waved it in front of him: "I just caught one today, do you want one?"
The crayfish struggled fiercely in the farmer's hands, looking ready to claw him at any moment. Thinking of where Aria had just crawled out of and the crayfish's ideal growth environment, he was silent for two seconds before finding a suitable excuse: "Thank you for your kindness, but I'm a little allergic to crayfish."
Aria nodded in understanding. After all, every NPC had their own likes and dislikes, so if they didn't like something, they could just change it. So she put the crayfish back in her pocket and gave him fresh milk, potatoes, parsnips, strawberries, and a bottle of wine.
The last potato was in danger and was about to hit his feet in the next second, but Red Hood decisively reached out and grabbed it back.
"...It seems that my new refrigerator is not immune to this fate." It is also about to be filled up.
What he had initially thought was just a small gesture turned out to be a major challenge for the new refrigerator's capacity. Jason Todd was tough on the outside but soft on the inside, struggling to hold onto the assorted seasonal vegetables while also being mindful of the farmer's precarious financial situation.
"Is your farm finally going bankrupt?" Otherwise, why is it selling off agricultural products?
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The farmer knows how to use a search engine! He has become a college student in the village (thumbs up)
Search engines Batman sees: Who is Allen Wayne → What is the relationship between Allen Wayne and Bruce Wayne → Bruce Wayne's gossip → Bruce's collection of annual cover models → Annual fashion review of cover models → What is the popular color this year
bat:……
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